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CDPYRJ3HT.19I3 "BY VCQ-GHAPMAN IHTJt
8YN0P8I8,
For fifty year the continent of North
America had been Isolated from the rest
of the world by the use of Z-raye, a won
derful Invention of Hannibal Prudent
The Invention had saved the country
from foreign Invasion, and the continent
had been united under one government
with Prudent as president For half a
eentury peace and prosperity reigned In
this part of the world. The story opens
with President Prudent critically 111. His
death la hastened by the receipt of a
message from Count von Werdensteln of
Germany that he has at last succeeded In
penetrating the rays. Dying, he warns
I Is daughter Astra that this means a for
eign Invasion. He tells her to hurry to
the Island of Clryne, but dies before he
oan tell the location of the place. Astra
la nominated for the presidency by the
continental party. Napoleon Edison calls
en Astra, Informs her that he was a pu
II of her father's, and promises to help
bar. He gives her a ring made of a new
ly discovered substance which, he says,
will solve the problem of flying. Cheval
ier dl Leon appears In Europe. He calls
(n yon Werdensteln and offers him the
pecret of making gold In return for abso
lute disarmament and peace. The cheval
ier Is suspected of being an American.
He Is seized at night and carried oft In
an areoplane. Astra Is Inaugurated as
president She receives a message from
Edison, whose long silence has worried
her, that he has been a prisoner for two
months on the Island of Helgoland and
has just escaped. He announces that the
confederated fleet of Europe has sailed
for America. He promises to call on her
the following night Countess Rosiny. a
rpy, becomes a prisoner In hope of secur
ing Napoleon's secret Bhe falls In love
with him. Bhe agrees to Join him In an
attempt to escape. By the use of fire
works he summons a curious flying ma
chine which resembles a monster eagle.
He escapes and sends his message to
Astra. Edison calls on Astra as promised.
He tells her his plans for defense have
been completed, but that he will give full
er details at his workshop on the Island
of Clryne In the Pacific. They make the
trip In three hours. His plans are based
on the peculiarity of the new substance,
elrynlth, which Is Hunter than any known
metal and Is practically Indestructible.
The Europeans succeed In passing the
line of Isolation, but find that the Ameri
cana have established a second one. Edi
son delivers a note to von Werdensteln
In his flagship demanding that the fleet
be withdrawn. Edison Is attacked, but
by the use of some mysterious power he
destroys two warships and several aero
planes. Realizing his helplessness Wer
densteln withdraws his fleet and consents
to universal disarmament. Edison's moth
er la 111 on the Island of Clryne. Countess
Rosiny offers to go and comfort her, hop
ing to discover Edison's secrets. She be
gins to weave a net around Bantos Du
pre I, Edison's assistant. The countess
rets a letter from Werdensteln offering
her the princedom of Schomburg-Llthow
'r Edison's secret
CHAPTER XIV. Continued.
Ha went up high In the air and ad
justing the electro-stylograph, with
which all the aerodromones were
quipped, he began to send out calls
for Napoleon.
In a few minutes the connection was
established and Santos told Napoleon
of his discovery.
"Walt for me, my dear boy, I am
coming." Santos saw Napoleon adjust
the mechanism to full power, then
dart forward. They spoke from time
to time, and Santos gave directions,
until he discovered In the southwest
ern sky the rapidly approaching Amer
ican Eagle.
They met on top of the extinct vol
cano that waa called Suemeg, on
whose slopes the richest grape vines
rew. ,
Napoleon shook Santos' hand warm
ly and congratulated him on hia dis
covery. After he had Inspected the
ground thoroughly he could not find
words to express his Joy, but as he
knelt there, looking up, his whole be
ing expressed a - silent prayer of
thanksgiving toward the omnipotent
being who creates vnd governs the
' universe.
"We don't need to look farther, San
tos; there is sufficient elrynlth under
our feet to meet the demands of the
coming century."
They started homeward.'
i Napoleon communicated, through
his electro-stylograph, with his friend
lKalmar, to find out who owned the
property on which the peak of Suemeg
stood. After a delay his questions
were answered. The peak, as part of
the Schomburg Llthow estates, had
fallen to the crown, as the prince had
recently died without helra. That was
tall the Information he could get, so
he decided he would call on the Hun
garian minister of agriculture, who
would probably be in a position to tell
jhlm what he wished to ascertain.
I "Fate Is Jesting with me. I had to
And that precious metal in a foreign
country, but gold will buy It," thought
Napoleon, and. returned that day to
Washington, to tell his betrothed the
good news.
! Santos returned to Clryne, where he
found the countess with Mrs. Edison.
(He did not mention the discovery of
,the new elrynlth deposit, as he knew
Napoleon wanted to keep It seoret un
til negotiations for Its purchase were
(completed.
I The little Island, hardly three square
.miles In size, was in the glory of tropi
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and DEAN HOARD
UMTO STARS AND GRWXBEITAIN
cal spring, and the fine weather had
brought back the health of Mrs. Edi
son.
The sunsets were wonderful. Po
etry and love were adrift In the air.
Poor Duprel! It was only a question
of time until he would become Koslt
ta's slave, only a question of time when
he would betray his master for a sweet
word from those treacherous Hps.
Napoleon came a week later and
thanked Rosltta for her kindness to
his mother during her Indisposition.
He did not talk about the discovery of
the rich elrynlth deposit in her pre
ence, but when they went out ior a
walk he found an opportunity to com
municate the good news to his mother.
There was but one obstacle in the
way of his acquiring this property.
The last Prince of Schomburg Llthow
had died. His possessions were now
German crown lands and diplomacy
must be employed, or the Count von
Werdensteln would suspect the value
of thr property, and If he discovered
the secret of the aerodromone Napo
leon well knew that he would not hesi
tate to take to war In the air.
"It would be terrible," he sighed, "to
destroy all the good we have accom
plished." Napoleon invited the countess to re
turn to the capital with him and spend
"I Will Make the Whole World Suf
fer for My Loss."
a few days with Astra. She consent
ed, and when they were alone asked
wnat naa become of the assassin who
had sought Astra's life. Nanoloon
could give her no information except
that he was In prison.
Almost every mall brought the
countess letters from Europe, among
which was another from the Count
von Werdensteln.
The cleverly worded contents of
that message conveyed the Informa
tion that Napoleon waa Interested In a
piece of land belonging to the Schom
burg Llthow princedom. Rosltta was
requested to And the reason for his
interest As soon as she was ready
to cast the bomb that would destroy
peace the reward she might ask would
be hers.
All this harmonized with her plana,
and she looked forward to the next
trip to Clryne with Santos.
There was a reception at the Crys
tal Palace that evening for the diplo
matic corps of the countries repre
sented at the capital It brought back
the days before the isolation. Uni
forms glittered, orders of valor and
distinction were exhibited by the Eu
ropeans, who seemed to hold to their
traditions; the barbaric splendor of
the Orient mingled with the simple
evening dreBs of the Americans, for
simplicity characterized every Ameri
can citizen.
When Astra appeared she was her
self the greatest Jewel.
A concert was arranged for the en
tertainment of the distinguished
guests.
The Countess Rosiny and Mr. Hale
sat near each other; he was dreamily
enjoying the wonderful mellow con
tralto voice.
An attendant whispered: "A mes
senger wants to see your ladyship."
Quietly she withdrew from the halL
Ambroslo Hale looked after her. He
had seen the changing expression on
her face, and shook his head doubt
fully as he watched her leave. .
A man awaited the countess In a
small reception room; he wort the,
black cassock of a Trapplst monk, an
ancient order that still existed In a
few of the European countries.
His face resembled that of the
Countess Rosiny to an extraordinary
degree.
When she saw him she uttered one
word: '.'Robert," He motioned for
her to step nearer, and she obeyed.
The pale padre brought from under
his robe a small parcel and unfolded
it It contained a small locket with
a fine chain of gold. Fine miniatures
were on either side, and pressed be
tween was a curl of black, glossy hair,
bound with a narrow black ribbon.
One portrait was Rosltta's. The oth
er was a little girl's.
In pantomime the monk told RoBitta
that he had brought this to her at the
request of the little girl. She watched
him stupidly, seeming unable to grasp
his meaning. At last It came over
her with a rush and she grasped the
monk's arm convulsively.
"Brother, what has happened to her,
to my my daughter?"
The monk slowly raised his right
hand heavenward.
Rosltta gave one shriek and fell
fainting.
The monk picked his sister up and
placed her tenderly on the sofa, then
he wrapped the locket and chain In Its
silk covering and placed It carefully
In the bosom of her dress.
His large eyes rested somberly on
Rosltta, and a sigh escaped his Hps.
He crossed himself and, with a last
glance at the silent woman, departed.
CHAPTER XV.
d
Love.
When Rosltta regained conscious
ness she looked around for the Trap
plst monk whom she had called
Robert At first, when she saw no
one, she felt as though she had had a
dream, but she felt the package In
her bosom and she knew that It was
no dream.
She did not weep. Her eyes were
dry and bard. She slowly unwrapped
that medallion and looked at that lock
of glossy hair. The portrait of her
own child and a lock from her head!
She repressed her feelings resolutely
and left the room with a firm step.
She passed through several rooms,
nodding now and then to the people
she met until at last she arrived at
her own door.
She entered and locked the door,
and sank into a chair; not to give way
to her sorrow and sob, not to pray for
consolation, but to curse the cruel
fate that had robbed her of her only
child, the only. pure, clean. Innocent
thing in her life.
She looked at the clear, smiling eyes
gazing at her from the exquisite little
portrait Still she did not weep; her
mouth was tightly closed, and the
corners slightly drooped.
"You have taken her from me!" she
hissed to the invisible foe. "You
wanted to crush me!" She shook her
clenched hand toward that phantom
pictured in her brain. "But you can
not I am stronger. Until today there
was one pure spot In my soul; I had
one being whom I loved unselfishly,
whom I wanted with me always, yet I
would not let her live In my atmos
phere, because I wanted her to be all
that I was not And now she is
gone!" She' groaned In angulBh.
"God! Are you the God of Love
that Christ told of, or are you the
vengeful, terrible God who vents his
wrath 'till the seventh generation?'
You have taken my love; ' now my
heart Is black and empty .of all save
hatred."
She became calm; her pale face was
expressionless, her movements meas
ured. "Nobody shall know that I have
suffered." She stepped before the mir
ror and looked at herself. "But mil
lions shall suffer. I will make the
whole world suffer for my loss.
STRINGING 'EM ON T.'.E CAR
Wlfle Prepared the Beans on Her Way
Horn From the Market 80 aa
to Have Supper on Time.
On an eastbound Euclid car In
Cleveland, O., the other afternoon a
buxom woman took her seat and pro
ceeded to go on with her work. She
was oblivious of the fact that the car
waa filling up; she got a place to sit
and she proceeded with her knitting.
Only It wasn't exactly what you might
call knitting. She had purchased
some string beans at the market and
on the way home aha was stringing
them.
It wa like this, as she explained.
From the market to her home it took
25 minutes. She couldn't get home
till quarter of six. Dinner was at
quarter past six. All right It takes
No more love, not another tendei
feeling shall creep In my heart" Hei
eyes glowed fiercely.
"I swear, by all the devils of th
underworld, that I will plunge th
worm into mourning, that rivers ol
tears shall flow to repay me for mj
heart's blood."
After a few minutes' work before
her mirror, she emerged from hei
room as rosy-cheeked as ever and
smiling. At first her steps were slow,
but they soon quickened, and by Um
time she arrived at the concert hall
nobody could have told that she has
gone through a terrible ordeal.
The last entertainer was leaving
the stage when she entered the room
No one. save Mr. Hale, knew of hei
long absence from the hall. Wb.es
ahe met Astra she felicitated her oa
the success of the concert
When the guesta had left Astra and
the countess retired Into the Uttli
room that waa reserved for famll)
occasions.
"You will soon be the happlesi
woman on earth, my dear," remarked
Rosltta, casually.
"I am happy now, my dear girl,"
smiled Astra.
"The gods have given you a won
derful temperament my dear Astra
You, with your calm, serene nature
were created to be happy. You sim
ply shed the difficulties of life."
"Why, dear, are you unhappy?"
"Unhappy?" A . sigh escaped tlu
countess' Hps, a spark of fire gleamed
In her eyes, then a smile parted hei
coral lips. "A person with a tempera
ment like mine never could be happy
My selfish mind craves Just the thlni
some one else has, and If I should
rob that person I would get tired ol
the object and cast It away." Shi
looked at Astra, but Astra only smiled
serenely, not taking Rosltta's remark!
seriously.
"Such Is my fate, my dear. Tel
me, am I responsible for being suet
an unhappy combination? Am I t
be Judged by the same measure at
you, who cannot help but be good?'
"We all have passions. Mine an
for liberty, peace."
"Liberty, peace," repeated Rosltta
then relapsed Into thought Had Attn
been able to read those thoughts, shi
would have had cause for alarm. Hei
brain was filled with war, destruction
and mourning all over the world.
The next evening Rosltta returned
to Clryne, with Santos at the wheel
of the aerodromone.
Napoleon and Astra watched thi
great bird disappear In the westers
sky, and then they walked silently ti
a seat that overlooked the city. Na
poleon talked for the first time about
his love tor her. Astra was calm, but
she rose quietly and stood looking al
the pulsating city below them. Theii
love had been understood betweea
them, although they had never spokes
of it. Yet It made her heart throl
with happiness to hear his tendei
words. He rose and gently Uklni
her arm, they walked among th
plants that grew on the roof. A fain
sound of music came to their ears.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Greek Rulers.
Greece has not treated her rulen
well since she threw off the yoke ol
the sultan ninety years ago. At th
outset she tried a president, Capbdla
trla, who was soon assassinated; then
Otho of Vavarla was chosen king, but
after a stormy time was forced to
abdicate. After that the crown went
begging for a while. The duke ol
Edinburgh and the earl of Derby botb
refused it, and It was common talk
that "Mr. Gladstone could have had
It by the lifting of an eyelid."
Held In the Hospital.
1 don't see you running your cat
aa much as I used to."
"No. It takes me longer to get ovei
an accident now than It used to."
15 minutes to prepare string beam
for the pot and at least ten minutes to
cook 'em. Why buy string beans
downtown and then waste almost half
an hour when you get home? Why
not save time? There's only one an
swer to that.
Hereafter, when we see a woman
stringing beans or peeling potatoes or
onions on a car, we'll know that some
fortunate man is going to have his
dinner on time and that his wife has
saved him a bit of money in spite of
the cars.
A Big Drop.
"It's all In knowing how to sell," ex
plained the manager.
"So?"
"Yes; first you offer 'em this set of
Shakespeare at $100. If they shudder
at that, try 'em with this patent cork
screw at 15 centa."
Fbrtfie
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STRANGE RECOVERY OF BOY
Letter of Sympathy From Walter
Johnson, Noted Pitcher, Works
Miracle With Washington Lad.
Warren A. Slee, thirteen years old.
lay sick for weeks, and, according to
a Washington dispatch, physicians
aid they did not think he would re
cover. Then the lad went Into delir
ium and talked of Walter Johnson, the
"speed king" among the pitchers of
the American league. He had been
the boy'a idol, the man of men before
whom this lad had stood secretly In
awe, and when the mind was free the
idol of his worship spoke to him.
When the team came back to Wash
ington from Its western trip, a mem
ber of the boy's family had Intuitive
aense enough to seek out the pitcher
and tell him what the doctors said.
Naturally Mr. Johnson wanted to go
to the boy's bedside, but the physi
cians said no, that the excitement
would be fatal.
So he wrote this letter, and It was
read to the boy in an Interval of de
lirium: "My Dear Warren I take pleasure
in sending you herewith one of the
baseballs used on our western trip,
and hope that you will soon have the
opportunity of using it with your
friends."
Pills, powders and surgery had
failed, but an idol worked another
miracle. As If touched by the gods of
old, there was an immediate change
for the better, and within a remark
ably short space of time the boy left
the hospital and was able to use the
baseball. The primitive mind had
been allowed to work.
Many noted writers have tried In
vain to describe the psychology of
miracles such as these, remarks the
New York Sun. Kipling and his
"Brushwood Boy," Kenneth Grahame
and his "Golden' Age," have essayed
to explain the mind of boy, but It can
not be done. All that we know la,
as Thackeray says, that every boy at
a stage in his life has some idol. Of
course, the idols change, eventually
becoming feminine. Yet If our learn
ed upllfters would seek to learn the
name or nature of each boy's Idol,
and work through It, instruction In
moral hygiene and eugenics would be
come obsolete. That way progress
Ilea. If an idol can save a life It can
do other things, for It represents the
boy's ambition at Its best and most
impressionable period.
And what matter the form the Idol
takes? It may be, as it often Is, a
locomotive engineer, a drum major, a
baseball pitcher; through the hero
worship of these exalted beings the
boy's salvation lies. Text books on
biology were never Intended for the
primitive mind.
BALLOON-SUPPORTED SWINQ
Ingenious Device, Patented In Eng
land and Germany, Has Car Sus
pended From Huge Bags.
This Ingenious swing, recently pat
ented In England and Germany, has a
car suspended from two balloons,
which are held captive by ropes faa-
Balloon-8upported Swing.
tened to anchors. The swinging mo
tion Is produced by propellers fitted
to the car, and the car can move In
curves within the Bame space lnolosed
by the anchor ropes. To permit pas
sengers to enter the car, the balloons
are pulled down by means of the cen
tral cable, which Is wound up on a
drum.
Cause for Fright
The family at the supper table had
been discussing a horse frightened by
an automobile into running away.
After silently listening for a while,
little Mary finally looked up from her
plate.
"I don't blame the horses," she
said, "for being afraid of automobiles.
You would be, too, If you were a
horse."
"Why, Mary?" asked her father.
"Well." said Mary, "wouldn't yofl
be scared If you saw a pair of panta
coming along without a man la
them?" Everybody's Magazlna
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