The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1921-03-25

I Dor, wnere ne TER Iss empties into
/ the lost ser =. IS. IS there supposed
\ 10 be a dit - a, language spoken. and,
! except in L. . legends of our ancestors,
4 there is no record of a BarsoOmian re-
( turning up the river Iss. from the
/ shores of Korus in the valley of Dor.
/ Do not tell me that you have thus re-
\ turned They would kill you horribly
anywhere upon the surface of Barsoom
I if that were true: tell me it is not J"
Her little hands, reached up upon
my breast, were pressed against me
as though to wiring a denial from my
very heart.
Il do not know your customs, Dejah
! ThOris, but in my own Virginia gen
tleman does not lie TO save himself !;
am not of Dor; I have never seen
the mysterious ISIS: the lost sea Of
Korus is still lost, so far as | am con-
cerned. Do you believe meT"
And then it struck me that 1 was
very anxious that she should believe
full face upturned. and her wonderful
eyes opening up the very depth of her
soul and as my eyes met hers 1 knew
why, and-I shuddered.
A similar wave of feeling seemed
to stir her: she drew away from me
with a sigh. and with her earnest.
beautiful face turned up to mine, she
whispered: Il believe you. John Car
ter; 1 do not know what a gentle
man. is, nor have l ever heard before
of Virginia; but on Barsoom no man
lies; if he does not wish to speak the
truth he is silent. Where is this Vir-
ginia, your country, John Carter?"
she asked, and it seemed that this
fair name of my fair land had never
sounded more beautiful than as 1t
fell from those perfect lips on that
far gone day.
''I am of another world" answered,
"the great planet Earth, which re-
wolves about our common sun and
next within the orbit of your Bar
SOON, which we know as Mars. How
/ came here I cannot tell you. for I
do not know but here I am, and since
my presence has permitted me 70
serve Dejah Thoris l am glad that
1 am here"
She gazed at me with troubled eyes,
long and questioningly. I would much
rather not hare told her anything of
my antecedents, but no man could
look into the depth of those eyes and
refuse her slightest behest.
Finally she smiled. and, rising. said:
'I shall have to believe even though
| cannot understand. But why should
I trouble my poor head with such a
problem. when my heart tells me that
I believe because / wish TO believer
1t was good logic, good, earthly,
femITne logic, and if it satisfied her
I certainly could pick no flaws in it.
We fell into a general conversation
then, asking and answering many
questions on each side. She was curl
GUS TO learn of the customs of my
people and displayed a remarkable
knowledge of events on earth. When
I questioned her closely on this seem |
ing familiarity with earthly things
she laughed. and cried out:
"Why, every schoOlbOy on Barsoom
knows the geography, and much con-
corning the fauna and fora, as well /
as the history of your planet fully as
we'll as of his own. Can we not see |
everything which takes place upon
Earth. as you call it; is it not hang /
ing there in the heavens in plain /
sight?"
This baffled me, I must confess, /
fully as much as my statements had |
her; and l told her so. 1
She then explained in general the in
struments her people had used and /