New Britain herald., 1924-11-25
II - THE YELLOW BAND BEGIN HERE TODAY


 over his fence posts that separate the two estates. He comes upon Jacobson and knocks him down in a quarrel,
 Previously he has warned Jacob son that man who styles himself "Zariman the Terrible" has landed on the island and has worked up the native tribes into a fanatical frenzy against the white settlers. Now Corrigan resolves 10 put his trouble with Jacobson before the authorities at Putatan, and have the sdispute over the barrier strengthened out once and for all. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 He set out on foot, a tall Pathan walking in front with swinging lamp, and took the path which led through waving coco palms 10 the flooded padi fields beyond. A cool breeze blew steadily across the open lands and the starlit heavens were flecked with long, luminous clouds. For the first half hour not soul passed them. It was when they swung on to jungle track and the rays of the hurricane lamp shone more brightly in the dense black | ness where the interwoven branches obscured the moon, that the at mosphere seemed charged with electricity. The watchman sensed it, for he slackened his pace until | Corrigan had almost come up to him. Strange noises came from the undergrowth and once tall shad- owy form appeared on the path before them. vanishing like q ghost at their approach From the far distance floated the deep, ceaseless rcverbcration of native gongs.
 There was something afioat that Corrigan did not understand. AS they left the trees and felt the soft, springy turf beneath their feet, in the clearing where Browning's tall building lay outlined score of yards in front, Corrigan came sud- denly to halt and slipped his fin- gers over the magazine of his auto matic.
 A group of five or six dark fig ures broke from clump of bushes and scattered like rabbits for the cover of the virgin forest. One of these forms, taken completely by surprise plunged in panic between Corrigan and the Pathan with the lamp. Corrigan, his extended hand missing the man by inches, saw that he was tall and of unusual girth; his skin shone in the lamp light as if 1t had been greased, and he wore only a ioin-cloth. At his belt swung something round and bulky and long Tapping object which the planter know was a sword in a bamboo sheath.
 As Corrigan stood, staring after him, gripped by queer sense of da wning fear, he felt a drop Of moisture on his cheek. He touched it with his finger. It was sticky and warm. He called out for the lamp, As the watchman held the light toward him, he recoled in horror. His tunic and brooches were spat- tered with drops of blood. 1 The Pathan remained, like a bronze statur, staring at the phe- nomenon with bulging eyes. Corri- gan broke the spell.
 Push on," he commanded, as if it were a matter of everyday oc- currence.
 He left the man at inc foot of | the steep flight Of wooden steps and went up them leisurely, light ing the tobacco in the bottom of his pipe. The veranda was deserted 1 but an oil lamp swung from d beam 1 overhead He tapped with his stick 1 on the door Of BroWning's living room, and entered without waiting { for an answer.
 The room was stale with tho smell Of tobacco smoke and Of a s' range persistent odor, sickly and sweet. Directly in front Of him, q canc- bottomed chair lay over turned. Sprawling across the table his ouls'retched arms resting in E crimson pool which ovcrfowed or to the square of worn rush mating lay th. hcadcss body of a white man,
 Corrcsn squared his shoulders and sn,loWcd d lump that haf risen m his throat, He recognized af q -arre the octagonal vatcf that B,oNulng had always worn d his wrs'. On the table, hotweeI ',hc lamp and the hody of his friend nuttercd long dried leaf, pinne' to the ~oodVor by native hunt ing knife. Corrigan, trembling Vll emotion, read the inscription smcarcd on II in irregular red char actors: HARTMAN.
 He mopprl the p"rsp'ra'ion iron his forehead and groped for hI pipe. As hc stopped 10 retrieve i' hls eye fell on something white b, the leg of Brow ning's chair. 4' turned it over and over bet"""r his fingers. holding it close 10 in lamp. Presently he began movinl round inc room, following traif of though this new discovery hal set in moron. He noted the post ton Of the two glasses on tn table. the square hslf-fnished bot tie Of spirit the absence Of an sign of struggI4. Apparently satts fled with what he had seen, h slipped the thing into a pocket an went quickly down the steps i whore the Pathan Uatchman va waiting.
 The man rose 10 his feet an picked up the lamp, He looke from the dark ominous patches 0 moisture on the wooden stairs | the red spots on Corrigans tuniC
 "Where now, Tuan@ Q" he asked.