The Daily Alaska empire., 1934-02-02
GODDESS bv Herberf Jensen

tn ir rather thick tongued Invita- tion, the cool liquid that remained in a quart bottle upon the table. He 1 sdnd.ed them into their seatg upon i f in.
 The train whistled and puffed out of the station. MT. Greene had ar- ranged his party at the rear end of their coach and placed their boxes so that they separated them from the pavked and Chattering humanity further forward.
 There was no first class coach on this train. The. us ally have one they told me. Another funny thing: They have a flat-car behind us with about twenty soldiers on it and an other one behind the engine with some lore army.
 'Ill have to ask their General if I can use them fol extras. We'll need a couple of hundred for the yelling, bowling, savaSes' scenes. They look too lazy to yell and howl much but maybe we can put keg of peer on top t biz 7ramid at the ruins and have 'em charge it."
 The train ru1nbled along; MT. Greene's voice rose and fell. Janice sat listlessly i1 her seat, smiling faintly as an occasional comment of Greene's amused her. Hogart-. and the two other men had produced a bottle with an odd label, and were Eparta g of it w 0sitant pres sio and wry faces.
 Mr. Greene was explaining to Hogarth and his companions the proper Mayan pronunciation of Chichen Itza, the location of the ruins where their pictures were to be taken. It was apparent that none of his listeners were particularly in. 1 terested.
 Mr. Green was proving that a guide-beok could be articulate. He lifted his arm. He paused to draw breath. Then, curiously, he half lifted in his seat. His expression was one of hurt and startled surprise. He toppled toward the aisle, and as he fell sprawling, broken glass crashed about him.
 The train lurched as if it had struck a solid obstruction. The pas sengers were thrown forwar6 Their coach ground 10 stop. A WOMAN screamed piercingly; { whereupon as by signal other women took up her cry, and men shouted. Janice heard, above the noise within the coach, the crash of exploding firearms. Glass from the windows shattered about her, splin- ters flew from the woodwork.
 Then as suddenly as it had begun, the sustained rattle of firing stopped. There was an occasional shot, then small volley or two. but the firing was not directed toward | the coach.
 Janice looked at the other passen- gers. The natives huddled together or crouched near the floor. Their first excitement had ceased and she heard them talking together in low murmurs,-the word "revolucionis- tas" was repeated often.
 Hogarth and the two camera-men were down behind their seats. A Mexican was standing in the aisle cutting at the sleeve of another, and woman was sitting close by tear ing at a white garment. Janfce's glance dropped to the aisle near her. MT. Greene was sprawled on his face. his bare. slightly bald head within a yard of her foot.
 "Hogarth!" she cried. Greene is hurti"
 Swiftly the girl knelt beside the lax body of Greene. With efficient strength she rolled him half upon his back. She cried sharply as she saw the mass of blood that stained his shirt front.
 "Hogarthl" she exclaimed again "Get some water from the cooler. A lot of it. .. :" She sobbed little with excitement. She pushed Greene's coat back from his shoul ders. Her fingers fumbled at the but tons on the bloody shirt. "Oh. dear knife please, somebody give me 2 knife. Oh. poor MT. Greene!"
 Hogarth dashed q cup-full of water upon Greene's face. One of the cam era-men knelt opposite Janice ant began to rip with a pocket knife d the underwear beneath the shirt. The man they were working or sighed deeply; his eyelids fluttered
 "Ow,' muttered MT. Greene.
 Another cup of water was dashed upon him. This time against hi! chest. The liquid slushed away tht blood and showed ragged red wei across the white skin. Greene strug gled to sit erect.
 [ Lie still," commanded Janice softly. You've been hurt" (coSvsskt, i054. Jy Her5ert jenssaJ