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THE DEEP SEA PERIL

CHAPTER XVlll—Continued. —lfr—“l’m your master! Do you know It now?” he demanded. She did not answer him. He looked at the red marks left by his fingers on her cheek, and the sight aroused in him a fresh, demoniac passion. He raved. He shouted ail the secrets of his life to her. He, the thief, the outlaw, had conquered the world! Why should he fulfill his compact to tccoft the monsters within the hounds of Skjold fjord? He had at first intended to. He had abandoned, under the sway of his passion for the girl, his dreams of world conquest. With Ida’s love, he had even Indulged in the idea of becoming an ordinary man. He had meant to take her to America and lose his identity there In some peaceful existence. He had recognized that it is this same impulse which fills the world with oxen for men, patient beasts who might, with single-hearted purpose, become lords of their fate: But he had weighed his new hopes with the past and found them heavier. Then the girl's coldness, her Indifference, had convinced him that winning love was quite different from inventing scientific apparatus and discovering new laws. During the long, silent voyage to Norway he had realized that he could never win her. He could embrace only a cold form whose heart was another’s. And, with the awakening from his dream, the worst in the man —if one quality was worse than another —had come to the top. He meant to keep Ida and still achieve his purpose. Donald's maneuver in bringing the herd to Norway by the submarine method had completely deceived MacBeard. He had thought all along that Xur —HyOTiSiprs-firrfi —iiiiiitwtils luuiui boat in obedience to his tuning fork. He had not heard the call of the queen, because its swift vibrations were audible as sound only for a very limited distance, in spite of their effect upon the men of the F 55. Now he resolved to lead the herd back to the European shores and complete his work of destruction. He had scattered the obsolete navy that was sent out against him. He would go onward with no idea of mercy. lie would annihilate humanity. He would make himself sole master of mankind.

And Ida should be his mate, but not his equal, as he had planned. He would vent his rage on her. He would teach her his powers. When he was the only other human being existent, then perhaps she would begin to understand. He shouted all this to her. He overwhelmed her with sarcasm and rhetoric. Ida, however, missed the keenness of the points he made. She saw only a madman, foaming at the mouth, and she took pride in her sacrifice. She looked back toward Donald. She saw him between the two other figures: upon the shore, very little, and very far away. Macßeard saw the look and understood. He raised his hand again to strike her, but he refrained. Instead, he reached into the cabin of the motorboat and took his tuning forks from under the seat. And by that act of treachery he wrote the last page Of his history. He slung them about his neck, and, taking the rod, he sounded the G note to call the swarm together. The note rang true across the waters. Exhausted by their efforts, the c= msters were Incapable any longer of condensing the hydrogen, but the impulse to reply remained. From every part of the inland sea they swarmed toward him. The Sea rose Into a choppy surge. The motorboat, riding the waves like a cork, heaved and pitched. Ida Saw I Macßeard,. his eyes alight with triumph, his face blazing with hatred, now above her, and now below, as he sat in the pitching stern. But the death of the queen had been -the death-call of the swarm; instinctively they were aware of -it, and the single purpose that had animated the herd was gone. Anarchy had replaced jrder. The swarm had become mere nlind mechanism, and devoid of purpose. Anarchy possessed them, and it was 'urious, as everywhere. So it is in the date, when it obtains power. So in he human body, when the cells rebel ind organized life flares out. The swarm came on, a mere discordant nultitude.

Macßeard, seated in the stern, felt ive sharp pricks upon the hand that langled toward the water. He drew it jack hurriedly. He Imagined that tome insect had stung him. Then a Upper lashed ..him across the face, rwo more*'seized him about the body. An instant later, and he was out of the boat, which, released from his ireight and from the sea devils, righted ,tself again. Then he began the struggle for life which he had always ’eared. The nightmare that had brood'd over his dreams had at last come true. The infuriated monsters had turned upon the author of the call! He clung to the gunwale, calling irtldly for aid. He heard Ida’s screams. He knew that her Impulse was to save Perhaps that was as bitter as

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the physical torment; perhaps some inkling of a higher law did roach his mind before the end. But if it did, It was only a momentary flash of insight. He fell the cold embrace of the leather}' bodies. He heard the snapping - jaws. He was torn from his hold, ] shrieking, and tossed into the air, from beast to beast. His cries were so fren- ; zied that they even reached the ears I of those o who watched on the shore. He shrieked and fought, but he had. as much chance for life ns primitive ; man caught by a herd of dinosaurs. 1 For a few moments his bobbing body was visible, grotesquely sprawled upon the reddening waves. Then it was rent liinb from limb. It disappeared, and, fighting over their prey, the sea devils played the last act of their own drama. They fell upon each other. It was the tragedy of the hive —the annual massacre of the drones; only they were all drones. Nature had no more use for them, now that their queen was gone. Never had such a spectacle been Seen by man before. The entire face of the inland sea was a tumult of fighting monsters. The dead grew into visibility as they becume thicker. The floating patches of white almost obscured the waves. And still the fight became more frenzied. They tore each other and themselves, they lashed the waves into foam; animal debris floated from end to end of the fjord. As the dead drifted toward the shore the struggle be-: came more furious in the heart of the sea. Gradually it subsided. The last of the herd was gone. The battle that was to decide the fate of the world had been a civil one, and fought out without man’s agency. The lash of the waTcs drove the - light motorboat toward the cliffs. It stranded not five hundred feet from where Donald and his friends, aNvestruck, had watched the progress of the titanic conflict. They ran toward j it and pulled Ida from the thwarts. It had seemed incredible that she could have survived. For a long time she lay motionless. Drenched with the brackish water, her

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hair unbound, she seemed to sleep In Donald’s arms, while he and Davies worked frantically to revive her. Davies raised his head at last and looked at Donald fixedly. Donald refused to meet his gaze. They set to work again. For two hours longer they went through the movements 6f the resuscitation of the drowned. They stopped at last, exhausted. Davies laid his hand on Donald's shoulder; this time it was he who could not meet his friend’s look.

Suddenly they heard Clouts shouting, mad with joy. “Look, sir! Mr. Davies, look!” he screamed. They swung around. The girl’s eyes had opened, and there was recognition in them. She drew the first faint breath; her weak arms stole round Donald’s neck. And In the universal joy nobody minded Clouts’ mouth organ, as he blew “Home, Sweet Home.” “Hooray!” he yelled, tossing up his cap at the finale. “Mr. Davies, sir, it’s just as I told you. isn’t It? We’ve brought her back to life, and now we’re going to wake up ourselves.” “What do you mean. Clouts?” asked Davies. “Why, sir, don’t you see? We’ve just been picked up and landed from the Beotia. And we’ve been dreaming all sorts of deliriums about sea monsters, and suchlike. If I might be allowed, sir, I'll put it to Captain Paget. Ain’t we just been rescued after torpedoing the cruiser, sir?” he asked. “Ain’t the whole thing a dream?" Donald looked up. “I don’t know. Clouts," he said. “I think you may be right. But it’s a happy one.” Davies looked at him in dismay. “Do you really mean that, Donaid?” he asked- “Do you honestly think that we have dreamed all this?” , “It’B as plausible as any other ex-

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planation,” Donald replied. “I can’t see why we shouldn’t have. It’s too preposterous—-all that about the sea devils and that harmless crank MacBeard, who used to have newspaper rows with poor old Masterman. As likely as not we’ll see him haunting the Inventors’ Club when we get back, quite ignorant of the part he has played in our lives. You know dreams do do that—they put inconsequential people into absurdly important Ipositions.” * *■ “But —hang it, Donald, how does Miss Kennedy happen to be here?” “Why, wasn’t she on board the Beotia?" Donald replied. “At any rate, if it’s all true, what have we got to show for it?” He had placed his arm across his breast, and atjthat moment he felt the crinkle of dampened paper in his inner pocket. He pulled out—the two pages of Masterman's letter. Donald unfolded it. It was quite legible, in spite of the stains of sea water; but now for the first time he realized that he held not one page, but two. They had become stuck together in some manner, and Donald had not perused the second page. It was in the form of a postscript, and was the last sheet of the original manuscript, which Masterman, in His characteristic way, had inserted after the first. He had written: But thank God, Donald, my boy, man will triumph after all. I thought the monsters were invulnerable, , that nothing could oppose them. But the Lord knew what he was doing when he made them. There will be only three weeks of suffering for man, Donald—three weeks. For the creatures live for their queen; they can hardly be said to'have independent life. They are sterile, like the bees, and the queen has a life-span of three weeks alone. When she dies the old swarm destroys Itself. If the queen can be captured, all will be well. The queen has three weeks In which to grow to ,maturity, fulfil the purpose ofherexlstence, and die. What a tragedy! Of course time may seem longer to her, but we deem our seventy years all too short. We are saved, Donald .... The letter rambled on, but Donald, without finishing it, handed it to Davies, who read it and gave it back. “If Macßeard had known that—” he began. “I think that ‘if’ is the roCk on which he foundered,” answered Donaid. “He worked out everything mathematically, but he ignored the larger purpose of the Creator.” “Aye, aye, sir!” Interpolated Sam Clouts, feeling in his pocket. “If you’ll excuse me, sir, that motorboat seems wreck-proof, and I’d like to see whether it’s still in good enough order to take us home.” Which proved to be the case. (THE END.)

IMPORTANT TO BE ON TIME

Even the Biggest Men of Affairs Arrange Their Business on Punctuality as Safe Guide. A young Kentuckian lost a big fortune by being 20 minutes late in keeping a business engagement, according to the Christan Herald. The cheerless old fellow with the scythe always gets all that is coming to him. And there is many a bad scar on our fortunes where he has had to prod us up to the mark. Time is cheap and we are apt to think we can filch it as we will. But It is always ourselves we rob, not time. Maybe you can waste your own time by being late in keeping engagements and feel that the loss, if any, is your own affair. But it also is the affair of the man you keep waiting. You waste his time, too. If your time is worthless, maybe his is not. He may conclude that his time is worth more to him than you are. In many cases It may not matter much. But one never knows until afterward whether it matters or not. And through false politeness -we are usually assured that it does not matter 'even when it does. Only the idle and careless, whose time is of the least value, can afford to waste it by looseness in keeping engagements. It may be hard to acquire the fixed habit qf always being on time, but It can be done, and it is worth while to do it. Great business men have this habit. Men of great affairs, whose time Is most completely taken up, are usually on time. It is they who know best the value of time and the importance of saving it by being prompt

Photograph Frames.

For framing a single pnotograph for the wall, a novel idea is to place it In the upper part of a moderately large mat When the picture is in sepia, the mat should be in tan or brown, the frame brown or gold. When the photograph is gray the mat should be also, with a gray or gold frame. , A wide gray frame sometimes takes the place of a mat The back board may be covered with a harmonious plain material; a wire easel may be bought for a trifle and attached to the back through a slit made just to fit its clamp. The back is included In the gimp binding at the sides and nottom; the top Is left open for the insertion of the picture. t ■ «

AMRITSAR, PUNJAB CITY WHERE INDIANS RIOTED

View of Amritsar, one of the chief cities of the Punjab, India, and scene of riotous demonstrations against the British rule. Inserted is portrait of Gandhi, leader of the riots, who was arrested on the way to Delhi.

To Rid Ecuador of Yellow Fever

Gen. W. C. Gorgas to Promote Improvement of General Sanitation. DIFFICULTIES TO OVERCOME Rockefeller Foundation Is Backing the Work— Ecuadorian Government—ls Much Interested in Undertaking. Christobal, Canal Zone. —Gen. William C. Gorgas and his staff passed through Panama recently on their way to Guayaquil, Ecuador, on his mission for the Rockefeller foundation of stimulating the elimination of yellow fever from that port. and of promoting the* improvement of geueral sanitation there. The Ecuadorian government has become very much Interested in the matter, in view of the hopes of commercial and industrial activity after the war. General Gorgas received the correspondent of the New York World very cordially, and from him and Colonel Wrightson much interesting information about the work was obtained. ■ The world-wide campaign now being carried on by the Rockefeller foundation against such universal plagues as yellow fever, hookworm, malaria, bubonic plague and tuberculosis has already begun to revolutionize conditions in some of the countries in which the work is being carried on. Vitality Is Increased! For example, the reduction of the Incidence of the hookworm in Porto Rico and Panama has resulted in an increase of the vitality of the population and stimulated industrial activity to a degree that has been clearly reflected in increased business activity. The foundation has employed the most eminent -experts.Jn the worldjfor ita work. General Gorgas is perhaps

Jokers Kidnap Bride on Wedding Night

Bridgeport, Conn. Charles Brownell of this town was the victim of an “unpractical” joke, In his opinion, when friends of the young man kidnaped his bride following the ceremony, took her to the home of one of the young women conspirators and held her a prisoner until the following morning. Shortly after the wedding cake had been cut an auto drew up in front of the door and the appearance of the bride was the signal for action by the kidnapers. She was hurried into the machine, which sped away at full speed. Not until the next morning was she returned to the husband, who admits he failed to see the joke.

See Royal Glories

Yanks Anxiously Ask “When Do We Get Eats?” Only Statue That Interests Soldiers Is Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor. Paris. —Standing amid the glories of the royal past of France, in the park at Versailles, an American doughboy burst into this apostrophe: ■•Say, pal, where do you get eats around these diggln s ? American fighting men in leave parties led by trained .guides from the Paris headquarters of the Young Men’s Christian association war work council may be seen everywhere in Paris and its environs, enjoying the monuments of the old regime and of the empire In a truly American fashion, which does not prevent the a^socia-

the most prominent of them all, having eradicated yellow fever from Cuba, made sanitation for Panama a model for the world, and carried the medical and surgical work of the United States army to a degree of efficiency never known in any army of the world before, during, the war. The west coast of South America has been severely handicapped in its shipping and commercial business by the existence of centers of yellow fever infection in a number of places, especially at Buenaventura, the Pacific port of Colombia, and Guayaquil, the commercial metropolis and port of Ecuador. A rigid quarantine has had to be maintained at Panama against all these ports of western South America, resulting In much delay to passengers who have to be held in quarantine at Panama until known to "he free” from lnfection; while cargoes have frequently had to be fumigated against mosquitoes and rats, with much loss of time and money and occasional damage to the cargo. Two Difficulties Overcome. Two difficulties have been in way of eradicating these diseases from these ports. One lias been the financial expenses, which would be a heavy charge upon the governments of the countries involved, and the relative failure of the people at large to appreciate the necessity of Improved sanitation. The Rockefeller foundation is helping to solve the first of these difficulties, and is indirectly also promoting the spread of information among the people so as to reduce the indifference on the subject. The healthfulness of the Isthmus of Panama has been a good advertisement for sanitation to South American travelers. One of the main difficulties in arousing public sentiment to demand the thoroughgoing elimination of endemic diseases has been the fact that the population of the ports involved nave Deeoine more or loss tmiiiuntr through the operation of the natural

Carry Silver Safely

Washington.—Now that the government has completed its war-time shipments to India of silver from melted dollars, Director of the Mint Baker has disclosed how thousands of tons of the metal were hauled from the Philadelphia mint to San Francisco In special trains, guarded by armed men, without , loss of an ounce and without general knowledge of the procedure. Eighteen of these treasure trains made the trip across the continent in the 12 months ending last April 23, with the silver like big bricks piled high in each of the five express cars composing a special train. . Two men with autom’atic pistols- at their hips and sawed-off shotguns on their laps sat in each car, and later guarded the secret transfer of the

tlon of the great palace of Louis XIV and “chow.” . ' “Looks like a decayed church," was the deliberate estimate of another boy in khaki as he stood before the Hotel des Invalides. Then he went inside and became enthusiastic over the marble railing about the tomb of Napoleon —because It was so “white” and hadn’t a flaw. . One of them emerged from the Invalides and grew Almost poetic about the' jrellow light coming through the stained glass windows above Napoleon’s casket. Then he caught himself, and almost blushed. In the next breath he called the Court des Invalides the “souvenir parlor of the armies of France.’! When he saw Guynemer’s airplane and learned what it was, he maintained a reverential silence of more than a minute before he began to determine its “make.” ““Perhaps the reactions from Versailles are the most illuminating.

method of immunization produced by the disease. But the constant arrival at these ports of nonimmune persons from the interior or from other countries keeps the infection alive as long as the mosquitoes which convey the disease are in these ports. There Is nearly always a sufficient number of cases of yellow fever in existence to infect these mosquitoes, and when new arri- « vals are bitten they are likely to develop the fever, and so to keep the epidemic going from one new arrival to another. The only safe way to get rid of the fever, therefore, is to get rid of the mosquitoes.

WARM BLANKETS FOR SAILORS

A young merchant sailor on board one of the famous fabricated ships built by the United States shipping board is here pictured, showing the blanket that keeps him warm on cold nights at sea. The blanket, heavy, brown, striped with red, and very warm, is part of the bedding furnished by board on all vessels operated by the board.

white bars from train to ship at San 'Francisco. Each silver brick weighed about 62 pounds and was worth SI,OOO, and each train carried between $5,000,000 and $10,000,000 of the bricks. Wrecking of the trains, and theft of the metal by bandits was considered an everpresent menace to be guarded against Guarded shipments of silver dollars also were made from the United States treasury In Washington and from the New Orleans subtreasury in Phila'delphla. These dollars traveled in stout bags of 1,000 each and were handled much like bags of sugar, except that armed men always were near. More than 265,000,000 silver dollars were melted and shipped to India during year, to meet urgent war demands for coinage.

Halting at the Fountain of Neptune, a doughboy cast his eye appraisingly down the vista of the park. “Gee,” he said, “there must be two miles cf fountains.” Best of all, apparently, the soldiers like to go and sit on the banks of the Seine —watching the river traffic. The one-fourth size Statue of Liberty presented to Paris by the American colonies watches over them here, put even it is the subject of - frank criticism. “Huh,” said one of the critics. “It doesn’t look as good as the old girl will look when we steafn into New" York harbor.”

Didn’t Stop Bullet

Sharon, Pa.—Neither the New Testament nor his mother’s picture warded off the German bullet that pierced the heart of Private Alexander Patterson. Among the personal qjjfects received by the family are a eopy of the New Testament given by the Y. M. G. A. overseas, a photograph of his mother and a fountain pen, all damaged by one bullet *