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SYNOPSIS.
Ttie utory opens In NVw York, Hoy Car
tenhue. the story-teller, inspecting a
queer reptile owned by George Godfrey of
Tiirany's. Hoy and Barris und Pierpont,
two friends, depart on a hunting trip to
Cardinal Woods, a rather obscure local
ity. Harris revealed the fact that he had
Joined the secret service for the purpose
of running down a gang of gold makers.-
Prof. LaGrange, on discovering the
Kane's formula, had been mysteriously
killed. Barris received a telegram of in
structions. He and Pierpont set out to
locate the gold making gang. A valet re
ported seeing a queer Chinaman in the
supposedly untenanted woods. Hoy went
hunting. He fell asleep in a dell. On
awakening he beheld a beautiful girl at a
smalt lake. A birthmark, resembling a
dragon's claw, on Roy's forehead had a
mysterious effect upon the girl, who said
her name was Ysonde. Suddenly she dis
appeared. Fleeing in terror Hoy beheld
a horrible Chinese visage peering at him
from the woods. Barris and Pierpont re
turned- Barris exhibited a reptile, like
that owned by Godfrey. A ball of sup
posed Kold, he lield, suddenly became
alive. He told of the Kuen-Yuin, a Chi
nese nation of sorcerers, numbering 100,-
ooo.oon, and explained that the Moon Ma
ker. their ruler, whose crescent symbol
was a dragon claw, was supposed to have
recently returned to earth. Harris Pier
pont and Roy failed to lind Ysonde's dell.
Hoy, hunting, came to the beauti
ful spot, where he found Ysonde. She
told him how her stepfather, evidently a
Chinaman, made gold and of his mysteri
ous actions.
CHAPTER Vl.—Continued.
"Where is this city?" 1 asked,
faintly.
"Yian? I don't know. It is sweet
with perfume and the sound of silver
boils all day long. Yesterday I carried
a blossom of dried lotus buds from
Yian, in my breast, and all the woods
were fragrant. Did you smell it?"
"Yes."
"I wondered, last night, whether you
did. How beautiful your dog is; I love
hiin. Yesterday I thought most about
your dog, but last night—"
"Last night," I repeated, below my
breath.
"I thought of you. Why do you wear
the dragon-claw?"
I raised my hand impulsively to my
forehead, covering the scar. "What do
you know of the dragon-claw?" I mut
tered.
"It is the symbol of Yue-Laou, and
Yue-Laou rules the Kuen-Yuin, my
stepfather says. My stepfather tells
me everything that I know. We lived
in Yian until I was 16 years old. I
am 18 now; that is two years we have
lived in the forest. Look!—see those
scarlet birds! What are they? There
are birds of the same color in Yian."
"Where is Yian, Ysonde?" I asked,
with deadly calmness.
"Yian? I don't know."
I "Hut you have lived there?"
"Yes, a very long time."
"Is it across the ocean, Ysonde?"
"It is across seven oceans and the
great river which is longer than from
the earth to the moon."
"Who told you that?"
"Who? My stepfather; he tells me
everything."
"Will you tell me his name,
Ysonde?"
"1 don't know it, he is my stepfa
ther, that is all."
"And what is your name?"
"You know it, Ysonde."
"Yes, but what other name?"
"That is all, Ysonde. Have you two
names? Why do you look at me so
impatiently?"
"Does your stepfather make gold?
Have you seen him make it?"
"Oh, yes. He made it also in Yian,
and I loved to watch the sparks at
night whirling like golden bees. Yian
Is lovely —if it is all like our garden
and the gardens around. I can see
the thousand bridges from my garden
and the white mountain beyond—"
"And the people—tell me of the peo
ple, Ysonde!" I urged, gently.
"The people of Yian? I could see
them in swarms like ants—oh! many,
many millions crossing and recrossing
the thousand bridges."
"Rut how did they look? Did they
dress as I do?"
"I don't know. They were very far
away, moving specks on the thousand
bridges. For 16 years I saw them
every day from my garden, but I never
went out of my garden into the streets
of Yian, for my stepfather forbade
me."
"You never saw a living creature
near by in Yian?" I asked in despair.
"My birds; oh, such tall, wise-look
ing birds, all over gray and rose
color."
Slio leaned over the gleaming water
and drew her polished hand across the
surface.
"Why do you ask me these ques
tions," she murmured; "are you dis
pleased ?"
"Tell me about your stepfather," I
Insisted. "Does he look as I do? Does
he dress, does he speak as I do? is
he American?"
"American? I don't know. He does
uot dress as you do and he does not
look as you do. He is old, very,very
old. He speaks sometimes as you do,
sometimes as they do ia Yian, I speak
also in both manners."
"Then speak as they do in Yian," I
urged, impatiently, "speak as—why,
Ysonde! why are you crying? Have
I hurt you?—l did not intend—l did
not dream of your caring! There,
Ysonde, forgive me—see, I beg you on
my knees here at your feet."
I stopped, my eyes fastened on a
small golden ball which hung from
her waist by a golden chain. I saw it
trembling against her thigh, I saw it
change color, now crimson, now pur
ple, now flaming scarlet. It was the
symbol of the Kuen-Yuin.
She bent over me and laid her fin
gers gently on my arm.
"Why do you ask me such things?"
she said, while the tears glistened on
her lashes. "It hurts me here —" she
pressed her hand to her breast—"it
pains—I don't know why. Ah, now
your eyes are hard and cold again;
you are looking at the golden globe
which hangs from my waist. Do you
wish to know also what that is?"
"Yes," I muttered, my eyes fixed on
the infernal color flames which sub
sided as I spoke, leaving the ball a
pale gilt again.
"It is the symbol of the Kuen-Yuin,"
she said, in a trembling voice; "why
do you ask?"
"Is it yours?"
"Y —yes."
"Where did you get it?" I cried,
harshly.
"My—my stepfa—"
Then she pushed me away from her
with all the strength of her slender
wrists and covered her face.
If I slipped my arm about her and
drew her to me—if I kissed away the
tears that fell slowly between her
fingers—if I told her how I loved her
—how it cut me to the heart to see
her unhappy—after all, that is my own
business. When she smiled through
her tears, the pure love and sweetness
in her eyes lifted my soul higher than
the high moon vaguely glimmering
through the sunlit blue above. My
happiness was so sudden, so fierce
and overwhelming that I only knelt
there, her fingers clasped in mine, my
eyes raised to the blue vault and the
glimmering moon. Then something
in the long grass beside me moved
close to my knees and a damp acrid
odor filled my nostrils.
"Ysonde!" I cried, but the touch of
her hand was already gone and my
"Flung Like a Corpse on My Own 1
Threshold."
two clenched fists were cold and damp |
with dew.
"Ysonde!" I called again, my tongue j
stiff with fright—but I called as one |
awakening from a dream —a horrid [
dream, for my nostrils quivered with j
the damp acrid odor and I felt the j
crab-reptile clinging to my knee. Why
had the night fallen so swiftly—and
where was I —where?—stiff, chilled,
torn and bleeding, lying flung like a
corpse over my own threshold with
Voyou licking my face and Harris
stooping above me in the light of a
lamp that flared and smoked in the
night breeze like a torch. Faugh! the
choking stench of the lamp aroused
me and I cried out:
"Ysonde!"
CHAPTER VII.
"What the devil's the matter with
him?" muttered Pierpont, lifting me
in his arms like a child; "has he been
stabbed, Harris?"
In a few minutes I was able to stand
and walk stiffly into my bedroom
where Howlett had a hot bath ready
and a hotter tumbler of Scotch. Pier
pont sponged the blood from my throat
where it had coagulated. The cut was
slight, almost invisible, a mere punc
ture from a thorn. A shampoo cleared
my mind, and a cold plunge and alco
hol friction did the rest. '
"Now," said Pierpont, "swallow your
hot Scotch and lie down. Do you
want a broiled woodcock? Good, I
fancy you are coming about."
Harris and Pierpont watched me as
I sat on the edge of the bed, solemnly
chewing on the woodcock's wishbone
and sipping my Bordeaux, very much
at my ease.
Pierpont sighed his relief.
"So," he said, pleasantly, "it was a
mere case of ten dollars or ten days.
I thought you had been stabbed—"
"I was not intoxicated," I replied,
serenely picking up a bit of celery.
"Only jagged?" inquired Pierpont,
full of sympathy.
"Nonsense," said Barris, "let him
alone. Want some more celery, Roy?
It will make you sleep."
"I don't want to sleep," I answered;
"when are you and Pierpont going to
catch your gold-maker?"
Barris looked at his watch and
closed it with a snap.
"In an hour; you don't propose togo
with us?"
"But I do —toss mo a cup of coffee,
Pierpont, will you—that's just what 1
propose to do. Howlett, bring tlie new
box of Pantella's—the mild imported;
and leave the decanter. Now, Barris,
I'll be dressing, and you and Pierpont
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH 4, 1909
keep still and listen to what I have to
say. Is that door shut tight?"
Harris locked it and sat down.
"Thanks," said I; "Barrls, where la
the city of Ylan?"
An expression akin to terror flashed
into Harris* eyes and I saw him stop
breathing for a moment.
"There is no such city," he said at
length, "have I been talking in my
sleep?"
"It is a city," I continued, calmly,
"where the river winds under the
thousand bridges, where the gardens
are sweet scented and the air is filled
with the music of silver bells—"
"Stop!" gasped Harris, and rose
trembling from his chair. He had
grown ten years older.
"Roy," interposed Pierpont, coolly,
"what the deuce are you harrying Bar
ris for?"
I looked at Barris and he looked at
me. After a second or two he sat
down again.
"po on, Roy," he said.
"I must," I answered, "for now I am
certain that I have not dreamed."
I told them everything; but, even as
I told it, the whole thing seemed so
vague, so unreal, that at times I
stopped with the hot blood tingling in
ears, for it seemed impossible that
sensible men, in the year of our Lord
1896, could seriously discuss such mat
ters.
I feared Pierpont, but he did not
even smile. As for Barris, he sat
with his handsome head sunk on his
breast, his unlighted pipe clasped
tight in both hands.
When I had finished, Pierpont turned
slowly and looked at Harris. Twice he
moved his lips as if to ask something
and then remained mute.
"Yian is a city," said Barris, speak
ing dreamily; "was that what you
wished to know, Pierpont?"
He nodded silently.
"Yian is a city," repeated Barris,
"where the great river winds under
the thousand bridges—where the gar
dens are sweet scented, and the air is
filled with the music of silver bells."
My lips formed the question:
"Where is this city?"
"It lies," said Barris, almost querul
ously, "across the seven oceans and
the river which is longer than from the
earth to the moon."
"What do you mean?" said Pier
pont.
"Ah," said Barris, rousing himself
with an effort and raising his sunken
eyes, "I am using the allegories of an
other land; let it pass. Have I not
told you of the Kuen-Yuin? Yian is
the center of the Kuen-Yuin. It lies
hidden in that gigantic shadow called
China, vague and vast as the midnight
heavens—a continent unknown, im
penetrable."
"Impenetrable," repeated Pierpont,
below hi 3 breath.
"I have seen It," said Barris, dream
ily. "I have seen the dead plains of
Black Cathay and I have crossed the
mountains of Death, whose summits
are above the atmosphere. I have seen
the shadow of Xangi cast across Abad
don. Better to die a million miles
from Yezd and Ater Quedah than to
have seen the white water-lotus close
in the shadow of Xangi! I have slept
among the ruins of Xaindu, where the
winds never cease and the Wulwulleh
is wailed by the dead."
"And Yian," 1 urged, gently.
There was an unearthly look 011 his
face as he turned slowly toward me.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
CANNIBALISM IS STILL ALIVE.
Evidently Work Remains for Mission
aries in Africa.
"You may be interested to know,"
says J. J. Reynard of the Cape-to-Cairo
telegraph construction staff, "that can
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dwelling along the Zambezi and Shire
rivers. A case came to my notice last
year. The body of a celebrated hunter,
who had succumbed to fever, was ex
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has to be guarded to prevent the na
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bodies.
"As far as I know, cannibalism Is
not practiced openly by tribes in the
country with which I am acquainted.
The natives who devour our dead be
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European they will acquire his intelli
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Lion because they believe they will
gain the courage of the lion.
"The Mambwe, of the Tanganyika,
regard the lion as sacred, and believ
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of the soul, hold that the spirit of a
dead chief enters into the body of a
lion or python. Those animals are
therefore taboo, unless they kill man,
when the taboo is withdrawn."
Tree Death Trap for Birds.
Queensland, Australia, has a curious
tree which ensnares and kills insect
life and sometimes birds also. A
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of the Queensland upas tree, 'Ahmoo'
of the blacks (Pisonia Brunoniana),
which are produced on spreading leaf
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its flight happens to strike against any
of the many traps which the tree in
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come fixed to tho sides, the hapless
bird falls to the ground and as it
struggles heedlessly gathers more of
the seeds, to which leaves and twigs
adhere, until by aggregation it is in
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Our Pleasant Vices.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant
vices make instruments to plague ua.
—Shakespeare.
HERE'S A NEAT LITTLE PUZZLE.
Seema Simple, But Will Occupy You
for a Few Minutes.
The Paris Temps publishes this
story: "While in the Orient a French
man bought a diamond studded cross,
which he sent to his wife in Paris. To
guard against possible theft he noti
fied her that counting from the bottom
to the top there were seven diamonds,
and counting from the bottom to the
end of each branch there were also
seven diamonds, thus:
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"When he returned home he found
that two diamonds 'nad been stolen
from the cross, but that, from top to
bottom the number was still seven,
and that counting from the bottom up
to either branch there were still seven
diamonds, as designated by him in
his letter of warning. Figure it out,
It's a nice little puzzle."
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Jim Ant—Run, fellows run!
Bill Beetle—What's up?
Jim Ant —Why, here comes the fly
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Her Logic.
Anna Margaret had a great many
toys, and her mother thought she
ought to give some of them away be
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part with the broken trunk and the
cracked set of dishes and the one
legged Teddy bear, and a few other
toys that were in the same dilapidated
condition. But when it came to her
pet baby doll, the one that went to
sleep with her every night, she re
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Claus would undoubtedly bring her an
other doll, even better; but she re
fused to be comforted.
"Mother," she wailed, "if God sent |
Aunt Jessie another baby, would she
give Baby Jean away?" She kept her
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At a display of porcelain in China
an exhibitor said that Chinese litera
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When a man's heart is broken by a
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Baltimore Specialist Bays It la Un
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Margaret Was Logical.
One afternoon I overheard my two
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school lesson.
Dick, who was much smaller than
Margaret, believed all she said about
It. So he asked her what God looked
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mamma said he had ears on all sides,
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