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" SYNOPSIS ; OF . PREVIOUS , INSTALMENTS. ;
Sanford Marvin, a wealthy manufae- dream until later he flnda the identical
hirer of automobiles, has worn himself out
ijy overwork. His son, Harry, and- hi.
Vdopted daughter, Pauline, love each otheis
but sue warn, two years ot .nrming ex-
periencea aeeing life before marrying. Her
Season la that aha Is ambitions to be a
rriter. Old Mr. Marvin asks to see what
he haa written. While Paulino and Harry
'are in search of a magazine containing her
'story, Mi. Marvin ' opens the case of a
(mummy which has just arrived from Egypt
:Raymond Owen, his rascally private see
fretary, helps lift off tho front of the case,
L...4 laaujtsi 4lisi nM man tn aamAUa tka
mummy's bandagea alone. Mr. Marvin,
during a fainting spell, sees the half ex
posed mummy come to life, atep out of her
case, take a bracelt from her wrist and
try to force It Into his nerveless grasp
while her lips whisper a strange message
from the remote past '
P.estored to consclousnees by Harry and
Pauline, the old man believes It to be a
; Written by Charles Goddard,
' The Distinguished Playwright
Continued from Last Week.
CHAPTER XVL
Copyright, 1914, by the Star Company.
All Foreign Rights Reserved.
HARRY had planned to accomplish
mighty labors in the absence ot
Pauline. With masculne fatuity ha
let himself believe before she went away
Ithat a man can got more work done with,,
his goddess afar than when Cupid has a desk
in Ins office.
It did not tako more than thirty-six hours
to turn separation into bereavement; not
more than forty-eight to utTHO.shrdlu hr
more than forty-eight to turn his "freedom
for work" into slavery to the ndget3. The
office, instead of a refuge, became a prison
to him. He preferred to be at home, where
the air was tinctured, the walla vital with
memories of Her.
However, he made a pretense of sticking
to the grind, and it was not until the Thurs
day on which his chartings snowed Pauline
would arrive at Rockvale that he actually
quit and went home.
He slipped Into the library to 'be alone.
at was more restful here. As he sat in
the great leather chair and unfolded a news
taper, the portrait cf Pauline smiled bright-
y 4awn..&LJum in seemwg camaraderie. .At .
lis side stood the Mummy so intimately
Associated with her and his dead foster
lather's strange vision from the tomb.
Harry began to read, but he was still nor
ms to the point of excitement, and his
Noughts wandered from the words. He was
uddenly conscious of another presence in
he room. He let the paper Jail and gaied
Intently at the portrait
lie had not looked toward the Mummy,
nor seen that from the ancient casement of
death the dead had stepped to guide him.
But a moment later, Harry Marvin sprang
excitedly from the chair and fairly leaped
towards the picture. From somewhere out
ot the dim air ot the library a hand had
reached and touched his. It had touched
his shoulder and then, with a commanding
finger, had pointed upward at the picture
on the wait
The Mummy It has warned again,"
gasped Harry. "Polly, Polly!" he cried to
the portrait. "I'm coming. Just hold on."
He strode back to the table and pressed
bell.
"Tell Reynolds to pack me np, Bemls," he
charged the aatonlshed butler. "Tell him
It's for Montana in a rush. Have a ma
chine ready for me In fifteen minutes,"
Even Bemis's constitutional aversion to
haste concealed itself in the fiery vigor of
Harry's orders. He sped into the hall, call
ing to the valet, as Harry picked up a tele
phone -
"Hello, this ts H. B. Marvin. I want our
Private car attached to the Chicago flyer,"
tie said. "No matter it it holds up the flyer
I'll have President. Grlgsby's authorization
in your hands in live minutes. Thank you.
Coodby."
f Ki 'vn 5 A t k i- T"L7i''l nJ "Claiming ner fore. It wa nearly noon before she attired
L J "vi " 1 i fftCV '"A "est of unusual honor, herself in a fringed and beaded dress of
r V tj V-'TJ 'tfl. A VJh5Vaft3 Thel topped her horM buckskin, with leggings and exquisite little
h' lX& l ' Vj i'-Ktf Av 5 ,l l,he entrMC moccasins and had laughingly permitted
iS ' X. & f j, tt' o i onaaee epee. i am one 0f me women attendants to pince a
l7 ifx"' 'l " t?'-'!i:'" AU. VM hlet stepped pttinted war feather in her hair. Thus clad
tt?vtv' iv ' 1 S i ' " r-"SS' 1 forth M". with Big ind with her wide braids falling from tern-
Ov-T , " ' lr '$ ' 1" A ' it' 1 Smoke, the medicine pie to knee, Pauline sat regally to receive
1 'l-i'i, ,r",4"1 J V nsn, close nenina mm. the morning call ot Red 8nake.
b . - r , Te f - V " f I The latter the pro- She was beginning to take a tremulous
iJL ? ;' ..".'J 5 f -"Cl'tg 1 . ; I phet. who had foretold pleasure in the game ot being-an immortal.
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Owen, A final heart attack fllves him Just
time to write on the doctor's prescription
DianK a oner will
a brief will. Then he dies. A law
yer tells Owen that he would have per
manent charge of Pauline's estate If some
thing should happen to her before mar
rlage. Hicks, a racetrack man, and Owen
conspire to kill Pauline. The preceding
chapters have dealt with the many efforts, .
of the two to accomplish this.
In Pauline's latest adventure she goes
West to visit friends. Owen and Hicks
have her atolen by villainous gunmen who
thruat her into a cave to die.
A tribe of Ir.diana living near the eavs
are awaiting the appearance of a queen,
who It haa been predicted, will appear from
the earth and lead them In victorious war
against the whites. How Pauline escapes
from the cave and Is. mistaken for this pro
phetess Is told in ths following Instalment.
As be reached the door ot the machine, a
messenger boy turned up the steps. Harry
called to him, took the telegram and read
Mrs. Haines' message: "Pauline kidnapped;
come at once."
With a muffled ejaculation, he dropped the
slip of paper and sprang into the car, which
in ten minutes pulled up to the station just
as the disgruntled, but curious trainmen
were coupling the luxurious Marvlnia to the
eignteen-nour express,
Owen coming quietly down the steps ot
the Marvin house, picked up the telegram
which Harry had let fall. Reading it. he
smiled, and he was still smiling when an
other messenger boy followed him to the
door. Owen took the second message and
the smile broadened into an ugly grin as he
read: ,
Raymond Owen,
Fifth avenue. New Tork.
All's well. Hicks.
These were the things that were happen
ing in New York at the moment when
Pauline emerged from her prison-cave.
As the thrilled and frightened Indian lay
prostrate at her feet, he might well have
believed her to be some creature from an
other world.
Her face was very pale and round It fell
In tumultuous glory the cascades ot her
golden 'hairHer dress w'aS"torntd shreds
by the Jsgged rocks and there was blood
upon the delicate hands that she held out in
pleading to the only living thing she saw
the redman.
He did not move. She stepped nearer
and, stooping, gently touched his shoulder.
At the touch be trembled like a leaf, but
raiBed his head and looked at her with ter
ror and awe and adoration in his eyes.
"Won't you help met I have been a pris
oner in the cave. I must find Mr. Haines
.Haines, do you hear? or go to Rockvale
Rockvale," she repeated, hoping that the
names at least he might understand.
He motioned questioningly toward his
horse, and. at her nod, he sprang up and
brought the animal to her side. Helping
her to mount,, he took the bridle and began
to lead the way into the thickly wooded hills
The journey was slow and arduous, but it
was not long. Darkness had not yet fallen
when the hill trail dipped into a valley, and
Pauline's weary, hopeful eyes looked down
upon a village on the plain.
The hope vanished quickly as the realized
that the houses of the village were toupees
and that the forms that moved among them
were the forms of braves and squaws.
An Indian boy of perhaps twelve years
sprang suddenly from a thicket beside the
trail, gave one glance at ber, and, with a
shriek, set oft at full speed toward the
teepees.
Pauline could hear his cries still echoing
back as be ran into the village.
Suddenly through the mist of misery and
weariness that dimmed her eyes, she saw
scores of dark faces moving about her. Cries
sounded and resounded from the hills. Tom
toms were beating. She became aware that
the Indiana worn
rv
White Queenwore a
mien ot pride and tri
umph, even as he bow
ed low before Pauline.
But of all the red folk
In Bhl-wah-kl Tillage,
Big Smoke was un
doubtedly the most
amased at the fulfil
ment of bis prophecy.
The braves who were '
assigned to lift Paul
ine from ber horse and
bear her Into the
Chiefs teepee were sur
prised that one Im
mortal should be so
weak as to almost fall
Into their arms, so
weary as to be scarce
ly able to walk. ' But
Pauline, sealed upon s
blgh pile of furs with
in the teepee, whero
Ihe weird light of
fire fell upon her pallid
features and her flow
Ing hair, presented ft
picture strange and
marvellous enough to
tho eavsge eye.
Tbey gathered around
her, Ked Snake and
tbo medicine maa In
the centre of the adobe,
the loser chiefs be
hind them, an". In en-
mi a
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Stone ot Death.
other circle the ranks of the braves.
Even In her utter exhaustion, the savage
solemnity of the gathering fascinated Pa
line. Had she been left alone she would
have sunk into deep sleep upon the piled
furs,' but this low muttering, grim-visaged
assemblage of the red men forced her to re- '
spectful attention. That they honored her,
she understood; but she saw, too, that, the
Indians were all armed and some of them
were painted. As Red Snake arose to ad
dress the tribe a menacing murmur filled the
teepee and the young chiefs whetted their
knives upon the ground.
Red Snake's harangue, unintelligible to
Pauline, had an electrical effect upon the In-,
dians. Frequently as he spoke he turned
toward her and always when he did so he
bent his head upon his breast and raised
his mighty anna in token of submission to
a power mightier than his own.
As he finished, Pauline arose, swaying a
little from her great weakness. She shook
vher head in token that she did not under
stand. Her outstretched, pleading hands
bewildered, but Bubdued the warlike assem
bly. -
Red Snake called a ringing summons, and
from the rear circle of the audience shuf
fled forward the strangest man Pauline had
ever seen. His undsrsized, stooping form
was garbed In a miner's cast-off red shirt, a
ranchman's ex-trousers, a pair of tattered
moccasins and. a much-dented derby hat,
with a lone feather in the band of it. It
was White Man's Hat, a halt-breed Interpre
ter. As he approached, cringing and bowing,
Pauline noted that a penetrating, not
un-
kindly eye alenmed from under his
brushy
,'brow, scrutinizing her in flashes between his
obesances. Unlike the other Indiana, ne
was not afraid to look the Great White
Queen in the face, as ha solemnly repeated
the last words of Red Snake: .
"According to the prophecy, you have
come from the heart of the world to lead
us against those who steal our land."
raj'.lne stood lor a moment in compiio
wrth?
gathering, flnshed upon her mind, sne iook a
step forward, speaking in earnest proiesi.
Rut. she BDoke only to the Chief, for the
Indians had broken all restraint and were
crushing their way out of the teepee, with
cries and brandishing of weapons. They
swept the little interpreter with them. And
Red Snake saw in Pauline's look and tone
of appeal only the pleading ot a wronged
goddess for vengeance upon her enemies.- He
called the women of his household, who
shyly led the Queen away. ....
Darkness had fallen as the women glided
ahead of her to a spot outside tho main vil
lage, where a spacious teepee had been
erected apart. Only a peaceful moon and a
firmament glittering with stars lighted .
their path. But from the town behind came
terrifying yells, the rattle of tom-toms and
occasionally a rifle shot as the braves pre
pared their spirits for the test of battle.
Pauline found her new home laden with
all the luxuries and sacred relics of the
tribe. There were rugs richer than those in
the Chief's house; tbo walla weru festooned
with strung beads, and on the large, low
couch of bear skins lay the most splendid
of Indian raiment.
The women, with hetter understanding
than men of the earthly needs of Immortals,
made her He down, whilo they bathed her
aching temples and wounded hnnds, re
placed her torn garments with a gorgeous
blanket robe and smoothed her flying tres
ses Into long comfortable braids.
Other women came bringing food fish,
blackened by the open flnme, but fresh and
- veet; venison and cakes ot meal and
mrly berries. And there was n pipe and a
pouch of agency tobacco with which the
goddess might soothe the hours before re
pose should she feel inclined.
Pauline ate eagerly while the women
looked on in silent approval. When she had
finished, she arose smiling and and signed
to them that she would rest. They left soft
ly, and neither the exciting recollections of
the day's adventures nor the tumult ot the
braves outbids could hold her for a moment
longer from the blessedness of Bleep.
She slept far into the next morning. But
so did the village, for the Indians had rev
elled themselves to exhaustion the night be-
adventure not to find ft trfrlll in being thus
translated from civilised women to savage,
from hungering captive to reigning queen,
from queen to angel all in twenty-four
hours. Finding herself feared, she could
quiet bar own alarm
Red Snake's call was formal and politely
brief. He brouaht with him the amusing In
terpreter to inquire if the Spirit bad found
comfort In the hospitality of bis people, and
more particularly If the war dance of the
preceding night had given her satisfaction.
Pauline replied, with gracious solemnity,
that ber Spirit bad found good repose and
bad been comforted by the pleasant muslo
of the warriors.
"And when will the White Queen lead us
against our enemies the men ot her own
color, but not of ber kind?" Inquired the
Chief with almost child like eagerness.
, Pauline hesitated an Instsnt after the In
terpreter repeated the question. Then, re
covering beaself, she answered gravely:
"To-day. ked Snake, the Queen rests from
iier long Journey out of the Happy Hunting
Ground. To-morrow also. Upon the next
dav. perhaps, aha will lead the warriors."
The little Interpreter's keen -eyes flashed
andnratandlngly as he left out the word
"perhaps" In repeating ber answer.
Red Snake was elnted. He msOe pro
found salutations, promised thst the wr
party would do ber honor, tad hastened
twsy to annour"") the news.
The Interpreter lingered, pretending to
smooth the door rug. He looked up sud
denly and bis eyes met Pauline's with aa
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You are a white man you speak Eng
lish," ehe said.
"Part white part red. You speak all
white," he added significantly.
' "Of course," she whispered, stepping to his
side. "I am not a Queen not a Spirit. I
do not know why they believe I am. 3u
I ' must get away to Rockvale, to Mr.
Haines's ranch, to the white people any
where. You will help me?"
He loked at her pityingly now. He had
believed that she was an accomplice ot the
medicine man In a shrewd fraud, and he
had merely wanted to share the joke, risky
as it was. To find her an accidental and
unwilling monarch struck him dumb.
"That Is very hard," he said slowly.
-Look I"
He parted the folds of the teepee door
curtain so that she looked out toward the
village. Three women Bat next the door and
beyond were groups of braves, still in thetr
war paint, some conversing, some stalwart
and still. They seemed to be doing nothing
in particular.
"Well?" questioned Pauline.
Ho led her across the teepeo to a narrow
slit Ih the rear curtain. Trough this she
peered as she had peered through the door
and saw exactly what she had seen through
the door women crouching at their tasks
in the near foreground, an armed circlet of
warriors beyond. Now she understood.
"I am a prisoner then?"
"They will guard you night and day."
"Why?"
"It was prophesied that a Grent White
Queen would come to lead them to battle.
You have come, as the prophet said, and
you have promised to lead them to battle.
Above all, be proud, and not afraid."
The Interpreter hesitated a moment
"There was another White Queen whose
coming was prophesied many hundreds of
years ago," he said. "She came. 8he led
the Indians to victory over other Indians
and then ehe vanished In the strangest way.
I would tell you of It but I am afraid. They
say her spirit Is alwaya near. Some day
you may know how ehe vanished."
Before she could speak again, he had
glided out ot the teepee.
Five days after the disappearance of Pan
line, the express stopped again at Rockvale
station. Thla time the news bad been her
alded by the word all down the line that the
express was carrying the private car Mar
tinis with young H. B. Marvin himself
sbonrd.
As Harry swung from the rear step to the
dingy platform, there were many curious
eyes to observe his arrival, but the watchers
were mostly women and children. The men
ot Rockvale were stUl out on the long bunt
for Pauline.
Harry, ready dressed for the occasion, m
riding suit and puttees, hurried first to the
station telephone. Bike bad got Mrs.
Haines on the wire as soon as the smoke
ot the express had been sighted ten miles
away. But all she could tell Harry was
that there was nothing to tell. His lips were
set in ft hard line as be bung up the re
ceiver. He asked ft few hasty questions of
Bikes, hurried aeross to the little hotel, paid
for ft room and-hired a horse. Blankets and
provisions strapped behind, be was out and
away up the road to the mountains within
an hour.
And while he urged his sturdy little
mount to better speed on bis uncharted
Journey, Pauline, not twenty miles away,
eras preparing for the last Journey she might
ever make.
The blow had fallen. Her royal place, ber
Immortal power bad vanished.
The Indians had permitted one postpone
ment ot the day of battle. She had said
that the Spirits had spoken to her and
warood against bloodshed upon that day. It
should be the second day thereafter the
Spirits bsd said. The Indians were disap
pointed, but they bowed to the edict
. The morrow passed quietly, but on the
r.ext daythe fifth of ber royal captivity
ste wae pompously summoned from ber
bouse by tho assembled chiefs la battle
paint and feathers. She triod to whisper
through the doorway that the Spirits had
forbidden again, but Red Snake answered:
"You are greater than all other Spirits;
you will lead us to-day!"
"Tell them." said Pauline 'to the Interpre
ter, "that the White Queen does not lead
to-day 1"
Red Snake's swarthy face turned black
with anger as he heard the answer. Ho
harangued the chiefs, then turned to Pau
line: '"Daughter of the Earth Twice our war
riors have been ready for battle and you
would not lead them. To-day you must go
before the Oracle and prove your immor
tality. The Oracle will tell."
The warriors departed; only the little in
Urpreter remained.
"What does it mean?'" cried Pauline.
"It is the race with the Great Death
Stone," he answered, and his own voice
trembled. "But." he whispered, "I will ride.
I will try to find help. Wait,"
He slipped under the back ot the teepee.
Unseen by the excited Indians, he made his
way to the line ot ponies, with lariats and
rifle swung from their saddles. He picked
one and, mounting, rode slowly out ot the
village, speaking here and there to the
braves he met
Pauline, left alone, fell upon her knees
and prayed.
Harry met Haines and two of bis posBe
on the road to the mountains.
They were on their way back to a general
rendezvous ordered by the Sheriff. Haines
and Harry shook hands silently. BuWHarry
did not join them. He would be at the
meeting place in the morning, he said, but
to-day and to-night he would ride just ride.
Haines saw that the boy needed to gallop
off a case of overwrought nerves. He let
him go.
Mile after mile the little mustang put be
hind him while the sun was still high. On
the slope ot a, hill they came to a cross
roads, and Harry, riding almost blindly,
reined to the right
The pony swerved wildly to the left
Harry turned to face the Mummy!
The mummy In its reincarnated form
of the beautiful maiden seen by old Mr.
Marvin in bla library bad appeared again
In Montana wSMerness. Harry gave
the frightened horse its head.
A half mile farther on the animal stopped
and sniffed the wind. At tho same instant
Harry heard a foeble shout from the road.
He dismounted and led the pony forward to
where a weirdly garbed little balfbreed lay
on the ground holding the bridle of the
borse that had thrown him.
"Ankle gone," explained the little man.
"Riding for help, I was. You ride now.
White, girl they're klling ber- up there
now." '
"White glrlf Where? Talk fast, nan."
"Two miles over the mountain and down
to the valley straight ahead. You go1 to
the botom of the valley, not to the top not
where the Indians are. Climb tree; take
my rope; It's the only chance now."
Harry caught the colled lariat from the
other's saddle and rode aa he had never rid
den In his life before. All waa vague la
bis mind, except that she wss near, she was
tn peril, and be must reach her. What the
peril was, he could only guess. He touched
spurs to the willing little horse and Its
every fiber was strslned to the chase.
How, by road and trail, he ever reached
the Valley ot the Death Stone Harry never
knew. Perhaps chance, perhaps some In
visible courier guided him to the lonely
spot After long, bard riding be waa at
tracted by the low rumble ot many voices
lifted In ft sort of chsnt Following the
voices, be came to th toot of ft steep el lit
elde where ft long trench, partly of natural
formation, partly hewn from the stone, made
chuie or runway from mountain top to
valley. 1
He looked tip the runway to where, at Its
upper end. ft motley band of Indians were
engated la some weird worship. He started
bla borse up the steep In the ehelter ot the
woods. He came to spot where ft bugs
tree limb crossed the runway, and tho little)
halfbreed's words camo to him. "Climb the
tree; it la the only chance."
As he pondered what to do he was gal
vanised to decision by a commotion above
him. From the midst ot the Indian group
emerged two giant braves. They were
carrying a white woman between them.
They placed her in the runway. Her golden
hair, unbound, floated on the wind. It waa
Pauline.
Harry choked back a cry, and, now, with'
grim speed, be threw aside his rifle, caught
the lariat and, swinging up ths tree,
crawled swiftly out on the overhanging
limb. Concealed by the foliage he waited,
A rifle cracked, and, for the first time,
Harry saw that at the top ot the runway,
behind Pauline, there stood a mighty, . .
boulder, almost perfectly round, the diame
ter of which about five feet fitted .the
trench so well that it could roll In It like a
ball in a bowling gutter.
None even among the Indians knew
bow many times the Stone of Death bad
rolled and been dragged back again to the)
top of the cliff. The stains upon it ware
many, but unnumbered. Upon its surface
was written In blood the doom of the false
prophets and pretending Immortals. None)
had ever won in the race with the Deatlt
Stone. . j
The crack of. the rifle was the signal for
a group ot red men to press behind the
stone to free It on its fearful course. It
was also the signal for Pauline to run. Her
hair streamed wildly in the wind as she
sped, like a frightened deer, down the) ,
deadly path.
The rifle Bounded again and the Indiana
heaved the stone into the trench.
It rumbled as it came on. It gained upon
the fleeing girl. They had planned to pro- i
long the torture by giving her a hopelesa .
lead.
Dancing, gesticulating, shouting, the In',
dians watched the race. Only one watcher '
was silent and motionless. Hidden by th i
leaves he braced himself upon the tree limb.
For the first moments after the rock was
released he had turned sick and dizzy. Now. 1
as they came nearthe thing relentless, but
inanimate pursuing the thing helpless, beau
tiful and most precious to him ot all things
In the world he was cold and nerveless.
Not the quiver of a muscle hindered the
desperate task that he had set himself.
A moment later be was sobbing like a
child as he half dragged, bait carried Taul
lne to his waiting borse. By the maglo of
luck, by the mystery of a protecting Fate.
the lariat noose had fallen about the shoul
ders ot the fleeing glrL To the amased and
terrified Indians up the cliff she had seemed '
to soar suddenly, splrlt-Uke, out of tho
trench and to vanish In the foliage of tho
tree, while the boulder thundered on, ,
cheated of tta prey.
But quickly out of tho woods upon th
open plain below appeared a rider with a
woman's form clasped before him on the
ssddle. The baffled Indians scurried tor,
their horses.
They reached the valley. They gained
upon the burdened horseman and bis tired
horse. They Bred as they rode, th.) bullets
spitting venomously la the dust around
Harry and Pauline.
The pony stumbled. Harry Jerked It up
and It struggled bravely on, but the cries
behind sounded louder. ' '
The bullets bit nearer.
Suddenly the firing Increased. There
were more cries. And Harry, relnln.v, the
pony saw, galloping over the ridge to the
westward, the full posse of Hal Haines.
They fired as they came. Tbey out between
blm and the Indians. He stopped the irony
and lifted 1'aullne to the ground.
"My precious one, Ood bless yon and fir
give us all," bbQd Mrs. Hslnes as Po ly
waa caught tn ber mothering embrace. "Aid,
von you bad to eome all the way from
Now York to save ber," ehe added, turnlaf
to Harry.
"Don't say anything about It Mrs
Haines' he said In a stage whisper. 1
came out here to rest and avoid publicity,
To Be Continued Next Week,