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ER 125 Making Fire 38' YFlLe
THE SACRED RUBY OF THE IKKANS
By JACK GIHON
Author of "The Head Hunters of San Bias." Etc
SYNOPSIS
Bob pttuom nd Jlromic )lry.m. b- of fourtwn, with bi latlcr'a
Atbr( Jamca ilry..n, wrnllby civil etigluoer, rv on board the Bohooiior
yacht Ksarjr, uUtii or Colon, when Ihpy riid lulo a burrlrano hlh blo
thorn off Iholr coiireo. Tho vai.Uin of tho xtutA tltvldoa lo iul in for lvl:ilr
t bJrkbrldf't Ulnml, our Oic ilronKboW of rirali' nuj now liih.-ililU'd
only 07 lnjln. Ih bo decide lo limit for pirtto RoKl. iiii.I boIiik nauorc,
Jieet a naUve who slroa Ihein dllwlloni for reaching KlrkbrUlea oM home,
BlgB on a cliff. They so lo II. and behind a looae atono In the Ureplsf.
JlacoTW a paper telling where Klrkbrldea cheat la burled. At they ircan
If . if k 1 iu lniUB " S'vea them lha direcdoua,
CALENDAR FOR DECE
INSTALLMENT HI
Kirkhrida's Chest
TTAD the Indian been watching
them when they discovered the
scrap of paper in the fireplace t
The thought struck Jimmie and
Bob simultaneously. Instinctively
Jimmie shoved the piece of paper
In his pocket as the native, new
turning, advanced through the door.
"way. There was a moment of
dread for both of them. Had the
Jndian, believing that they held the
ure, lured them to this secluded
pot where he might wresfr their
secret from them ?
Still smiling, the native walked
across the room until he confront
ed them. "You find him paper?"
he queried in his difficult broken
English.
It was on the tip of Jimmie's
tongue to deny it But something,
the Indian's wily ways, perhaps,
told him that the man had been
watching when they made their dis
covery. He decided to act boldly.
"Yes," he said, "I found the pa
per. But it belongs to us."
"All ight, all 'ight," the Indian
answered. "Y'ou find paper, you
keep him. Maybe you find Senor
Kirkbride treasure eh T All. 'ight,
all 'ight, you find him, you keep
him. I help you dig eh?"
The Indian's alactrity to agree
with them surprised Jimmie and
Bob. If he had been interested
tie interested in their activities.
Jimmie explained to him what Un
wanted him to do and he agreed
at once. 1 ncy were surprised, how
ever, to learn that his march took
r.im to the near side of the boul
der, instead of Jo the far side,
where they had noticed the mqund.
"I'll be switched if I know what
to do," said Jimmie. "I don't want
to bo digging the whole clilY away."
"I'll tell you what," said Bob.
"Let's trust to luck. TfirovV uj a
coin if it's heads, well dig where
teat mound is: if it s tails, we ll I
start where the Indian marched."!
Jimmie fished in his pocket and
spun a coin into the air. It fell
to the ground and both boys leaned
over eagerly to read what luck had
decided lor them.
"Heads that means we dig
tnrougn the mound, cried Bob.
Let s iret to work!"
Both boys seiied their picks and
shovels and in a jilTy they had
turned up the sod and commenced
digging on a hole about six feet
square. After they had broken the
surface crust they came to a soft.
sandy soil that proved easy work
for them.
They had hardly cotten two feet
down wnen hod s pick struck some
thing hard. "I've eot it." he cried.
-its got it at least I ve struck
something."
ine boys centered their activities
on the spot, and in a few seconds
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Cyew yeam eve
tneugh to climb the cliff and follow
tnem at ttus early hour, why should
he be so willing to allow them to
nave the treasure, if they found it?
i Jimmie thought of attempting to
escape. That, though, would be an
impossibility, he felt. Apparently,
the native had some vital interest
in that scrap of paper which now
rested in his pocket. Unauestion
ably, he would not permit the boys
to leave and carry it to the safety
of their ship.
I The Indian was smiling enough,
and on the surface, very pleasant,
but his eyes gleamed in a manner
that made both boys feel that he
would stop at no ends to gain that
wnicn tie desired.
"AH right," said Jimmie after a
slight hesitation. "Well go out
and start digging now. You can
help us ix you want to."
.THE paper which Kirkbride had
' A left in the little tin box told
them that the pirates' chest was
buried twenty paces in front of the
; doorway to his house. "He is a big
man," said bob. "bo one of his
paces would almost equal two of
ours. Suppose we try a spot thirty
oi our paces from the door and see
what we find."
Jimmie agreed, and the two of
them, carefully measuring their
steps, counted off thirty paces.
,They examined the ground beneath
them.
; They were disappointed, however,
jto learn that a big slab of rock
was embedded In the ground at that
, point.
. "He couldn't have dug through
' the rocks," said Bob, "so we must
'have figured wrong. The question
! is, did his twenty paces end on this
side or on the other side of the
.boulder?"
"It looks to me," said Jimmie,
'"that we are going to have to dig
a whole bunch of holes before we
come to the right spot."
Just then his keen eyes sighted
!a slight mound on' the far side of
. the boulder. Unless one were look
. ing for such a spot it would appear
no different from the rest of the
ground, for grass and Bhrubbery
had grown over it and the passing
of time had hardened the surface.
"I'll bet that's where he left his
chest," Jimmie said, pointing out
the spot to his pal. "But I've an
idea the. Indian has pretty long
legs. Let's get him to take twenty
steps from the doorway and see
where he lands."
The Indian was sitting down In
front of the bouse, as though lit-
had cleared away a quantity of soil.
Instead of the treasured chest they
expected to find, they came upon a
solid strata of rock.
Bob threw his pick down disgust
edly. "Now isn't that the .cat's
meow!" he muttered. "Just when
we were going good and thought
we had come across a big discov
ery we find this."
'"It's tough luck, all right," Jim
mie answered, "but we've got to
expect it. The only thing left to
do is to dig in the spot that the
Indian marked off." '
T'HEY were just about to go to
it when they observed strange
signs on the part of the native.
He was motioning to them and
seemed 'to be making signs for
them to be still, advancing toward
them, the boys looked at him won
dcringly what could he mean?
"Come," he whispered, "don't
make a sound. Quick, quick."
Still wondering, they followed
him across the clearing, crouching
by force of suggestion as he did,
until they reached the edge of the
woodland. He dodged behind some
thick underbrush and squatted
there, motioning for them to crouch
also. The boys followed his gaze.
In a moment they learned the rea
son for their retreat. Two swarthy
Indians had advanced from the
woods and stood in the center of
the clearing, talking between them
selves. One of them went to the
door of the hut and looked In; tri?n,
shaking his head, returned to his
companion. The two of them look
ed around but did not seem to no
tice the pile of fresh turned earth
where the boys had been digging.
Then, shaking their heads, they
made off nloncr the rath that led
down the face of the cliff.
"I don t know what they wanted.
said Bob, "but we sure did escape
'em."
"You know what It Is thev
seek?" asked the Indian, leaning
closer to them, and speaking in a
low, intense voice. "What they
seek is the same what I seek. It
is..."
And here the Indian, feeling for
his words with difficulty, speaking
intensely, unfolded to them a story
of the pirate Kirkbride. Time had
been when these natives had been
Sroud of their tribe. There had
een an insignia of that tribe a
rich ruby, carved on its face with
mystical figures, tho sacred charm
of a fast dwindling race. The ruby,
clasped in a band of gold, was worn
by the rulers of the tribe; it had
come down from generation to
generation as tho highest emblem
oi the race.
Then came Kirkbride. He had
seen the ruby and he had coveted
it. One night it disappeared from
the hut of the ruler.
Kirkbride had died, but the gem
was never found. Every Indian
in the tribe had sought it, for the
man who found it would thus be
come ruler of his people. These
boys had come, and they were wel
comed, fo it was thought that they
perhaps lad information as to the
hiding place of the ruby.
"You find him, you give him to
me," the Indian demanded.
"We promise that," said Jimmie
and Bob in unison, then Bob add
ed, "but we get the pirate gold, if
we nnd that."
The Indian nodded, and the three
of them returned to tho clearing to
recommence their digging. Now
that the native had confided in
them, they felt that they had a
strong friend and ally, and it was
with a lighter heart that they went
back to their task.
They dug in the snot the Indian
had marked off, he taking hand and
working with them side by side.
Steadily the pit went down until
now they were four feet below the
surface.
Bob stopped to wine his brow.
"It's a hard job," he muttered.
"Yes, It's a hard job, but think
of the reward." Thereupon they
worked with renewed vigor.
The pit had been sunk fivo feet
in depth when this time Jimmie's
spade struck against a hard object.
Feverishly they cleared away the
soil until they were able to distin
guish what this hard object was.
Bob peered closely at it. "The
chest," he cried. "Kirkbride's
treasure chestP'
(To Be Concluded Next West)
Freshman: "I want the 'Life of
Caesar'."
Book Agent: "Sorry, but Brut
us got it ahead of you."
I
"I ALWAYS DID IT THAT WAY"
. Two of us were out in the country, and started to walk to
a farmhouse, about a mile distant. lie started to take the
longest road there, though he knew, and I knew, a shor cut.
"Why don't you go by the short cut?" I asked.
"Oh, I don t know," he replied. "I've always gone the other
way. Why? Well, I don't know, exactly. I've always done It."
We are very frequently held down by the fact that we
"always did it that way." If everybody had thought of things
in the same light, wc would not now have the radio to listen
to. We would not be able to skint over the clouds in air
planes. We would not have the telephone, or great steam
ships, or any of the other things that mnkc living a joy.
Learn to think for yourself. Don t last follow alone blind v
because you always did it that way.
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a am j uu avi utuvi vvuiu uuniv
"I guess so, or else the car's been
stolen."
DREADFUL BOY!
Impudent Boy: "What did you
say your ago is?"
Old Maid: "I vo Just roachli
twenty-one."
Boy: "Is that sol What de
tained you?"
A BUSINESS HEAD
Teacher: "James, I thought I
told you to take the scat next to
Pearl."
James: "You did. but I sold it
to Jnck far a nickel."
TRUE SCIENCE
She: "I've lead that men grow
bald becaueo of the intenso activity
of their brains."
He: "Exactly, nnd women have
no whiskers because of the intenso
activity of their chins."
WHICH MORE IMPORTANT?
"Oar romanco consisted of two
scenes."
"Yes?"
"Yes, I seen her and alio seen
mo."
INGRATITUDE
He: "Each hour I npend with
you is like a pearl to me."
She: "Aw quit stringing mo."
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THE FROG
By Beatrice Washburn
Tho frog in a king;
who owns tho
pool.
llis subjects are tho
flaho.s.
Ho cntchca rono
lcnvc3 when they
fall
And uses thom for
dishes.
By RAMON (.'OFF MAN
AFTER Stone Age ''" dis
covered fire In a burning furoat
or clsewlinrp, tlii'y nro bollnvctl tu
linvu cnrrii'tl ownv embers ami to
linvo made boiillrva nvur their cuvea.
If the uonllre nenr a envo went
out, there were no mnlclins with
which to litiht n new one. It was
nrrrsanry to vli.lt amillicr rnvo ami
obtain a burning stick. For that
reason, tribe must linvo takun
irrcttl pains to Veep at least one
lire going nl nil times. ,
If a trllu. lost It lire, a aorious
problem nroan. Ktireala are not
gut nllro by lightning every week
or inonih in a givun region. Even
years nilKhl I1" before a Stone
A ( trilio could obtain ambers frum
a burning fortat. Tho only thing
then left to do was lo borrow a
light from soma other tribe.
At soma tlmo In thslr history,
Stone Age men tlocldcil to find a
way of making fire for themaolvea,
or the knowledita nmy have come
by accident. If you run your hands
together they becomo warm. Soma
Stono Ago man learned lo rub wood
agniuat wood .nnd by thai moans
flra was produced.
Close to the. surface In some
parta of the earth l n metal known
a "pyrilo." It Is of a ycllov; color
ami l sometimes culled 'tfool'i
ffold." because It may foul a per
son into thinking ha lias found gold,
i In several places where Stono Ago
men lived In Europe, pieces of
pyrito have been found dote to
pieces of flint and the remains of
! fires. This leads u to believe that
! Stno Age men had a means of
making tiro besides rubbing wood
Ugnlnat wood, and by that meana
nnd pyrito together, simrk couiii
be niatlo and a flra could be lighted.
The torch must hnvo been used
during the Stona Age, to light up
parts of the dark caves. Tho -earliest
torches wore probably
nothing but burning sticks, l-ater
It is believed that pieces of fnt
were placed at the oniia of sticks,
and uaed to improve tho light.
liealilea the lurch wo hove renaon
to believe thnta ni l? kind of lump
was ubciI in some caves. Flat
stono. hollowed out to maka a
shallow baitin, have been found In
several French enverns. In the
bottoms the remains of burned-out
fat have been found. This appears
to prove that the stones wore used
as lamps. It Is not known whether
nivy kind of wlck was used.
By learning to ittoko fires for
themselves, Stono Aire men greatly
improved their light. They no
longer needed to worry lest tho
tribe's Inst Aro should vo out.
Hunters out on trips could mnkc
lire where they wished, and could
cook their gnmo.
Torehes and atono lamps helped
qrtlit make pictures In the dark
parts of caves In many placet in
Franco and Spnln. Next wnck, I
shall describe those pictures.
HANDSOME, IN FACT
He: "Who Is that fnt tub ovor
Ihoro?"
She! "Thai's my brother,"
lie: "Ho sure is good looking."
PROBABLY NOT
Dad: "Take things slower, my
boy. Patience novcr cost any
thing." Dutiful Sont "Did you ever ride
behind a slow tnxl-drlvcr?"
MR. MONK'S NEW ADVENTURES IN JUNGLEPOOLl
Bee: "la your Packard friend
coming tonight?"
Hot: ".No, uoarie, this is Willys
ivnignv
Mr. Monk had a fearful time when a gang of out-of-work
ostriches Invaded his Labour Exchange. They demanded
work at once if not sooner and thciy loader said they
could do less work in more time thaii r.ny other ostrich
living. Ia view of this, M,r. Monk thought they ought to
work for the Corporation. So he gavo them a recommenda
tion to the Clerk of Works.
Two days afterward, Mr. Monk saw the whole sevon
ostriches bringing a singlo ladder for a Corporation fore
man. "My word!" exclaimed Mr. Monk, "they look as if
they had, worked for Corporations oil their lives I"
WkaCs the Matter!
Answer will bo found olncwhoro
Mi this pago.
My Dog Docs-
This dog Is Jack Huxley of In
dlnnapolls, nlnylng the pluno. He
looks very intelligent up there on
tho bench, with his hands on the
keys, but mnyhe he is just ploying
chop sticks. You can't toll.
Before Jack died at tho ego of
seventeen, ho bclnnvnd to Charlos
William Ripnol. Charles says ho
really nlnycti n tuno on tho piano
anil did lots of other tricks.
HELP!
8h: "Do you uso toothpaste?"
Ho: "Gracious, nol None of
my tooth aro loojo."
ANSWER TO
WHAT'S THE MATTER
TOtS nf eblMrnn 1.n,,A t.n.1 nwma
- -- w.. Hutu iiwi a.
broken nr hann 1.0..1I., . n
result of tripping. Knowing that,
you wouldn't want to go around
tripping your ifrionus, would yout
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noh, rui. mil
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. , THAT IS GOOD
he, . r,Lra j
Why, the other dy hi drtsiaj
ao nnturnl that when hi lfcri
in tuu nu.i.cuaiari, it iuq
Dentlat: "Psnlon me i maJ
I must have a drill."
Patient: "llesvant! CintlntJ
hnvo my tootli filled witkonuj
hiarsal?" 1
RUTH IS COOKING fOU
CAMP TODAY
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We'd settle ' Vif J2
fvsieuing a chili W
Or annenlh '? " J
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To uitv it a elm" ""
t said, here's (think t-M
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Wt rose ut. resalvei M "
tesyscamer .
Should meet for tf
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"in a corner! , tlA
"Go sit." I" "
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