The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-03-08
''The Island of TerrOr'' Chapter Eight of White Eagle," Adapted by Herbert Crooker from the Pathe photoplay serial Of the same name, starring Ruth
 Roland. Original story by
 Val Cleveland
Val Cleveland
Copyright By Pathe Exchange, Inc.

My warriors are at your con-
 mand," he told the sirl. Your com 1 mands will be obeyed."
 At Ruth's request, he led them to | the quarry where the girl was horrd- lied to see the captives. She com manded Brown, Panther to Hberate them and permit them to accompany her to Chief Lame Elk. The Indian assented reluctantly, and soon the party of whites and Indians were on
 their way toward the native village. As they came to Lame EIk's hut. Brown Panther drew Ruth aside Let me first advise Lame Elk of
 your presence" he told her He is very i'll, and I fear the sudden shock
 might endanger his life.'' Ruth and the group waited while Brown Pan
 tser disappeared inside A moment
 later he emerged and 1notioned for
 the girl and several Of the party to
 enter.
 The old Chief was indeed on his oeath~bed. His shriveled form seem ca to be but a shell waiting to pass Into the Great Beyond. Ruth slowly took off the Wampum Belt and hand ed 1t to the old man. At first he did not seem to realize the significance then a terrible look of awe passed over his face He groaned heavily and fell back in his rude chair A moment later he seemed to recover and attempted to speak Ruth bent closer to her his words.
 My time is too short to tell the full meaning of the cipher" he nut tered. ''The Great Spirit is calling me
 my beloved wife
 find Stone Ear my beloved wife =. she must be in your country we were sep arated when I brought my tribe here from the Golden Canyon" Almost exhausted, he took an amulet from his neck and handed it to Ruth Give Stone Ear this token" he con- tinued. 'She will know it is from me and she will read the Sacred Wampum.'
 Stone Earl" the girl exclaimed. "She was the Indian who brought me my fathers last message!"
 As she spoke a terrible shudder passed over the frame of the old Chieftain. He tried to rise to his feet, then fell back and lay quite still Brown Panther bent over Lame Elk and endeavored to revive him. It was too late, the Great Spirit had claimed him.
 ''You are the cause of this!" he shouted, turning to the girl in a fury of rage. And you shall atone!' Ruth, frightened, drew closer to Phil, as Brown Panther left the hut and ad- dressed the crowd.
 '"The strangers have brought a ca lamity to us!'' he cried. Your great chief. Lame Elk, has passed on to the Happy Hunting Ground!"
 The air was filled with a mixture of strange Jargon and moaning. The In- dians rushed to the hut to seize Ruth | and Phil, but the two eluded them and broke into a run. The sailors from the Dragon did a gallant bit of fighting, holding back the warriors while the young people fled. Once | Phil was forced to drop behind and lay low three of the Siburos who sprung at them from behind a boul- der. AS the chase continued the young people were separated.
 Ruth ran on and on. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that Phil had but that young man had already proved he was perfectly cap able of taking care of himself, so she | did not permit herself to worry. | Finally she came to an entrance of a cave. Here was a place of shelter! l Running through the dark passage way, she suddenly saw an incline be- | fore her. leading to a deep pit below. | Unable to stop, she slid down the in- cline toward the pit and managed to | grasp a stout pole protruding from | below. Clinging to the slippery pole | she looked about her. A steep wall | the pit. She looked down. | 4 shudder of fear passed up her spine | IS she saw two lions in the bottom of the pit, leaptng up at her hungrfly. |
 (To Be Continued)