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CAST OF CHARACTERS ROBERT BARRY-—hero. ekplorer. MELISSA LANE—heroine, Barry's partner. HONEY BEE GIRL—Indian; of Barry's party. HADES JONES—pioneer: member Barry’s party.

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Yesterday: cavern, Bob and Melissa suffer of thirst and hunger. Then they see a light, hear a voice echo. Are they losing their minds, they wonder.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

OR all of man’s genius. one

great mystery of life has never |

been even partly solved. It is the strange fusion of souls, of spiritual entities in man and woman, when consciousness of love is declared, mutual and sincere. It grows with a sudden ecstatic surge, thence in a gentle and somehow staccato harmony, ever in- | creasing, never reaching an end of its own accord. It is as old as | Adam, but each man must discover it for himself. Robert Barry dis- | covered it there when death was | hovering, when he fully believed that both he and Melissa were losing their minds. They had been lost in utter darkness for many hours. perhaps sev- | eral days. They could not even] guess how long. They had slept at | times, fitfully Embracing each | other now, in the most sacred of | moments, they remained silent and very still. Seconds passed—Bob | knew not how many—and then | suddenly Bob got a grip on himself. | He saw himself as a whimpering baby afraid of the dark. Anger replaced fear. Then his trained mind took command. = v THY. I'm not hysterical!” He murmured it to himself, even as he held Mary Melissa there. “On the contrary, I feel remarkably calm.” He shook his head. as if to clear his eyes of the darkness. He looked behind him again. which would be down. “’LISSA!” He almost shrieked it. “Lissa!” He was tense with excitement again. But he forced himself to be analytical, critical of his own reactions. No, this was not hysteria. “LISSA! That IS a light! Look— HEY! HEY! HELP!” Thirst had muted his voice terribly, but he made all the noise he could. He threw rocks. ‘Lissa yelled : too, and between them they made a din of it. Voices answered, from far below The two understood no words, but they were suffused with happiness. Salvation seemed at hand. They were almost hysterical with anticipation now.

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2 = “PTS Hades Jones! It's Jones! And Holliman! They must have found an outlet hole below somewhere. Theyre coming! Oh, Lissa, they've found us! They—" She, too, was talking, jabbering. They called and hallowed, and hugged each other as the lights grew stronger. Help was approaching. They dared not move much. lest they fall over the ledge, but they squirmed in righteous glee. The rescue party was slow in approaching. It had been far below. and the lights disappeared around rock formations. They flickered, too, Bob saw. He began to wonder. Why in the name of goodness hadn't Hades used one of the lanterns instead of torches “Hello, HADES? HOLLIMAN?” Bob yelled, when he knew they were within 30 yards or so. The lights stopped instantly. No answer came. Progress of the rescuers seemed very strange, then. Bob and Lissa peered at them intently “Hey, what's the matter? Can't you see us?” Bob was impatient.

THER lights were ignited then. and the group separated. Bob and ‘Lissa couldn't distinguish the approaching men clearly, but h= began to think he saw a half dozen or more forms. Moreover. there was a new and absolutely strange murmur of voices. “Bob!” whispered you—all right?

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‘Lissa. “Are Do you see what I| do?" I mean, are we out of our minds? Is this another nightmare after all?” “No! No, I'm sure! know what. It's not that's certain. Stand watch, Hello there! We need help!” | Somebody answered immediately, but—in a strange tongue! Bob was utterly amazed. He was a linguist. He spoke Spanish, the Mexican dialects of it, not to men- | tion the ordinary Indian languages of the Southwestern tribes. But this garble was foreign to him. And the men themselves, slowly approaching, were foreign.

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TT whole thing was impossible. It was a scene from some weird, imaginative fairy tale, a bit of stage imagery, theatrical and impressive and almost devilish. Bob was breathing hard, and he could feel "Lissa trembling. “Good Lord!” He mumbled it. “I never knew it would be this way.” But in the same moment he knew | it was real! The light was visible. The men | were tangible. They were brown men, he could see now, which would most likely make them Indians. But | the setting, the utterly fantastic | circumstance—it was something to read by a fireside and scoff at, or a bit of trickery from Hollywood, ex- | cept for the salient fact that the brown people approaching were ab- | solutely alive, and that his own mind was now as clear and alert as he | had ever known it to be. | ® & = T= strangers spoke repeatedly | to him. Some of them, he] noted, held weapons; rather well ‘made weapons of natural sticks and | stones. They wore scant clothing, | mostly loin cloths and a crude sort | of sandals. They were muscular | men, and they were graceful, but | they were not menacing. They tried time and again to communicate with Bob and Melissa, | one man especially doing the talk- | ing. Bob talked back, in all the dialects he knew, but in vain. Then he motioned for water— | and got it. Some man had brought a skin container, from which ‘Lissa then Bob drank and asked no questions. 1

But I don't our party, still, and Who is it?

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| Bob forced her to take it swallow at a time, with long waits between, | lest she suffer spasms of sickness and pain. Somewhere he had fortunately heard this warning, prob- | ably from old Hades. un un n

HEY got food too, a dried meat. I was hard, and unsalted, but it was as ambrosia. Bob then thought to divide the last small piece of chocolate candy with ’Lissa, | but suddenly thrust it at the man {who appeared to be leader. The | brown man sniffed it, tasted it. ate

it then with childish glee. All the | | brown men had been staring with a | consuming curiosity, at white skin, | at clothing, at Mary Melissa espe- | | cially. Finally they signaled to the | | two to come, heading back down | [the trail. | | “I suppose we'll awaken after a | while, honey,” Bob grinned and held her as they walked. “But whatever | | this is. it’s one to write down in the | books!” { | She gave no answer. She was too | overwhelmed.

(To Be Continued)

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ONE HUNDRED—By Blanche Weidmuller

ort Story

“‘I believe 1 have your money.”

- OW can you be so indifferent about the loss of a hundred

dollars?”

“Well, I'm not exactly tickled

But it’s gone, so why upset myself |

by worrying about it?” The speaker jammed a sheaf of | bills into a crowded pigeon-hole narked “Receipts.” “You should make some attempt to recover it,” said his partner, removing the bills and carefully inserting them in the cubicle labeled “Invoices.” A shrug of the shoulders was the

only answer to this suggestion. !

The men, direct opposites as to build, coloring and disposition, were engaged in the morning preliminary business of Billings & Wilson, dealers in antiques. Billings, dark and easy-going, took his in the company lightly. He it was who had so philosophically lost the hundred dollars. Wilson was short and stubby, florid and fair-haired. He took money and the antique business very seriously. He regarded Billings and his shrug with a hopesless sight. The loss was a personal one and did not affect the funds of the oartnership. But it was his nature to be concerned. “Why not put an ad in the baper?” he pleaded, as he retrieved some worthless advertising mail from another pigeon-hole and flipper it into the waste-basket,

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OW. Wilson.” chided Billings. leaning back in the swivel chair, “it’s you that's showing indifference to the value of money. I'd be out the hundred plus the price of the ad.” “Don’t be so sure. The ad may bring back the money and we could take something out of stock for the reward.”

Billings gave him a commiserating |

look for being so simple. “In all seriouness, Wilson, if you found a hundred dollars what would you do?” “Why, 1d, r’'d—> The question had taken Wilson off-guard and he became flustered and inarticulate. : “Exactly,” i nterrupted Billings, “you'd be thinking up excuses for keeping it. That's natural and these are hard times for a lot of

people.”

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. Is it permissible to use red or green inks to sign Christmas cards? 2. Is it good form for a person to make his own Christmas cards? 3. Is it permissible to write long messages on Christmas cards? 4. Does the engraved message of “Miss Anne Dudley wishes you . . .” belong on a gay, informal type of card? 5. Should one send Christ mas cards to friends who are in mourring?

What would you do if— You are sending a greeting to a man and his wife and wish to include his children? (A) Address envelope “Mr. and Mrs. Andrews and Famuy?” (B) Enumerate all members on envelope? (C) Write on card some such phrase as, “Give my love to the children”?

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Answers 1. Yes. 2. The more individual looking the better—if not too amateurish looking. 3. Yes. 4. No. 5. Yes, but card should be carefully chosen.

Best “What Would You Do” solution— (QC).

T= bet the finder isn't hard up. That's how luck acts,” stated Wilson with conviction, “but an ap- | pealing ad might do the trick.” “Appealing?” wonderingly. “You could mention that money is badly reeded.” “I don't need it that badly,” replied Billings emphatically. “For | goodness sake forget it! Anyone | finding a hundred dollars will keep | it.” “You never can tell though,” mur- | mured Wilson persistently, “All right, then,” snapped Bill- | ings, “I'll advertise. Anything rather | than have you harping at me the rest of my life. What's more you can have the hundred dollars if the ad brings results.” ! Two days later Billings greeted a lovely young lady with his best salesman manner, “Is J. J. Billings in?” she asked with a smile. “At your service,” bowing slightly. “Oh,” blushing faintly, “I saw your ad and I believe I have your money.”

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on = 5 | BL1Ros was dumfounded. A. miracle was transpiring before his eyes. He never remembered how | he ushered her into the office. He | listened to a most incredible story of

| temptation and a New England con- | | science. i

“My first thought had been what the money would buy. Things I had

longed for but couldn't afford. To-

day I intended making the actual purchases.” Billings had a sudden longing to remove her green hat so as to see more of her red-brown hair. He crushed the desire by asking, “And why didn’t you?” “Well, I looked in the paper. I wasn’t going to. I felt if there was an ad and I didn't see it I had a right to the money.”

He was admiring the unusual

| green color in her troubled eyes as

she went on with her story. | “Then I thought how much bet- | ter I'd feel if I looked and there | Was no ad. The money would surely be mine.”

{ 2 ” o |“Y AM both sorry and glad that you looked,” said Billings ador[ingly. Confused somewhat she continjued: | “Even then I found excuses for keeping it. I argued that people should be careful with so much money." | He nodded agreement. { “All night I was restless. Maybe |it was money borrowed to pay a |doctor bill or perhaps it was o! {large family. In my dreams I saw | distress’in all its forms. This morning IT knew that anything bought with it would be a burden instead of a joy. So here I am.” | “And disappointed that the loser |is a healthy person and seemingly | prosperous?” | “No, really, I'm glad I could re-! [turn it to you.” Did he imagine that she empha- | |sizea the “you”? She was blushing again. The rising flow of color il|lumined her face and then receding left her smiling warmly and natur|ally.

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Q—Please name some of the songs of the Negro composer W. C. Handy.

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“That last payment on the car puts us completely out of debt—we don’t owe a thing except the doctor and dentist!”

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“Mozambique,” “Pasadena” “Wall Street Blues.”

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Q—How does the present popula- | shall run like the lightnings.”

tion of the city of Marsala in Sicily, compare with that of 1914? A—In 1914, it was about 66,000; today it is 72,565. Q—Does the Bible contain a prophesy of the coming of autos? A—Some people think that Na-

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Q—When was the law passed which caused women to take the citizenship status of their husbands and when was it repealed? A—The law was enacted March 2, 1907, and it was repealed Sept. 22,

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By Dr. Morris Fishbein American Medical Journal Editor NSECTS which disturb the hu- | man body are of several vari- | rieties, including those which live a parasitic existence upon the body and next those which bite, scratch or in other ways disturb the health of the human being. Probably the | parasite with the longest scientific history is the itch mite or Acarus | scabiei. This parasite has been known for more than 100 years and | probably troubled human beings | long before it was first identified. |

always worse at night. The organism usually is found | in the thin skin between the fingers, on the inside of the wrists, under the arms and on the lower portions of the abdomen. Seldom are the lesions seen on the face. Usually the condition does not spread beyond the areas mentioned, but in people who are not particularly careful about bathing and | dressing, the condition may spread | to any portion of the body. ” # ” ORTUNATELY, medical science has discovered ways of controlling this condition, particularly with substances which will destroy the parasite. It is necessary, however, to get the drug to the parasite. Usually the skin is thoroughly washed with soap and warm water (using a fairly stiff brush), after which the remedy that the doctor prescribes may be applied. The ointments usually contain sulphur but since the skins of different people vary, the exact amount of sulphur desirable must be pre-. scribed in each instance. The ointment is left on overnight. Next day a second warm, soapy bath is taken and all the under-

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Christmas Seals are here agoinl They protect your home from Tuberculosis

ANCIENT astronomers could see little of the southern hemisphere, and the southern heavens were left blank on their sky maps. Due tg the wabbling of the earth on its axis, some stars that were visible to the ancients of southern Europe cannot be see nfrom that part of the earth today.

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NEXT—What proportion of our annual food supply is eaten by insects?

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