Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, March 1, 1923, Page 10

Se ae a oy Che Casper Daily Cribune oh the Gods TALBOT MUNDY SE rion OF"THE EYE OF ZEFTOON" 7 Mlustrated by Robert E. Johnston his pocket, “a certain piece of parch- ment—a map in fact—that was stolen from the body of Mukhum Dass. Per- haps Your H ghness will recognize it. Look!" Gungadhura looked, and started Ike a man stung. “If I abdicate—?" he asked. “That would be sufficient. The as- sassin would then be allowed to plead guilty to another charge there is against him, and the matter would be dropped.” “I abdicate!” this, please. “But my son!” ing prince,’ sald ernment of India “On behalf of His Majesty's govern. | pt the abdication. Samson laid a formal written act of) Then another door, abdication on the table by the throne.|throne chair opened. Gungadhura signed it. it back and folded it away. “In case of abdication by a relgn- ing prince, or deposition of appoint his successor.’ . Inside his hall Gungadhura sat Sign/alone for just so long as it took the |sound of the closing door to die away. close behind the and Patall, h's Samson took|favorite dancing g rl, entered. She looked at him with pity on her face, and curiosity. “That American sold you,” she said. reign-|«re sold you, and the map, and the Samson, ‘the #0V-!treasure to the English reserves the right to) wy know it! I know it!” ° ene “If I were a man—" THURSDAY, MARCH 1, 1923. She waited, but he gave no s'g anhood, “If I were a man I know what 7 would dot’ “Peace, Patall! I am a ru'ned man, They are deserting now; T feel it in my bones, I have none to send.’ “Send? It 1s only maharajahs who must send. Men do thelr own work! I know what I would do to an Amer ican or any other man, who sold me: Copyright, 1922, The Bell Byndleats, Another fine installment tomorrow, Inc. nm of INSTALLMENT NO WHO'S WHO IN THE S t for the gods ry me! I cvuld! I could mson a power in Ind! 2 would weary me wi f of marca #10,000% Maren Race 1b tm courler, the commiss'oner re It was deuced cur a ren’y seemed to t return | s for Sir Roland Samson's kind Yasmini hastens to Omanoft She is not, hawev . afraid of | nore. He frowned a ter, and read and reread sniffing at the scent and holding » Hi so that s a chance the knothole in man. he Utirupa Singh, AS Dick Blaine, Ame Joe The last phrase was the puzzler. It! read But he re. lected ntalist of ad had long bole in the e: seme fact hidden often without the conc ded that 9 always based A his dog Trot-|in the user's mind, shoutd BARNEY GOOGLE--Bamey Tries a Little Coaxing. 7” SASS Suste !!22 Tro Gwe My BACK TEETH: TS know WHAT Thar Horse Looks This PRIVATE Maren BUSINESS + I THINK mM Sunk! No SAK, MISTAK Goocte No SAH! Man Hoss Wont BE SEEN BY Yo Att THe “The pay OF THe LET ME TAKE A CouPLA PEEPS Ar MUISS SUSIE") x CAN'T EAD echrnentS Cos Oma Cc - iwe =f + SLEEP IN THE Race - and as for her secret, . Kinda Wish ID AFTERNOONS LIKE \ river runs throug DOD DAY. SAR? Mes NEVER GONE INTo r usta - Gq “Tas HoRSE OF ‘Yours |S Gor My ANGORA / bY 4 By Billey De Beck intrigue, user's knowledge. He rang the desk tho English] pelt for Sita, Ram. PETEY DINK--- third anxious| ‘Get me the map of the province.” o m the bateat 1 as he thought as he aiganag ifochioyaeniactel? map; without that little 1 mistru Vasini’s| seas| Buvsecs acuta Woes eee a eae — THis 13. A FINE How -DE-Do petuous ways if she should be the/r. | pare S eee oe —Come ALL THE WAY DOWN x to eat lest Gun-| the so-called River Pal- ‘ e broad acres surrounding it, and the river would no longer run through the state of Sialpore. | That would be tho end, then, of| the safety of the secret. There was food for reflection there. Yasmin! While Yasmini What if the famous treasure of Sialpore puriod in t th ace! stance nose pipal trees he shows min} strikes and he suffer face, He is f Akbar, an eleph: rum, chases ‘T the gate, fright Gungadhura and his aids away. Yasmini opens the gate to admit the terrified dog. Return caravan to the capital Yasmini's aveled in with | swarming . Utirupa was y wound the gate wher those of maddened by og ‘Trotters to prince every night as much a man as he n and the comfortable Rajput shorter by a head, but as and as agile. Tes used to watch them under the trees ready the alarm in case of in. terrupti On. the nt allows the women n the palace Tripe. Yasminl per to go with her on a secret a place some dls M Dass, tho 1 wi third day, nearing Slalpore Here To FoRIDA AHO BE LAID DP Ih GED WT THE “FLu *— Some Luck. Says | MusT’A GoT ME In A DRAFT OR SomeTHING — — CANT RECALE ANVTHING LIKE THAT HAPPENING — SPRU i toward evening, they filed past two a silver a batteries of Royal Horse Artillery rawn up on a | beside the gale ae Paap eee yak, | road to Tet them by t of court-| sanction,” sald Samson prt al eof orlitch tite formien| 2% not unconnected withiits own re-|"igaciern! contrived: to react ae ceremony for which the former | ward, It is ne a bad plan to fet! on the morning ane & ie = Laser eae eet ther| 82 Dossibly rebellious take a Icng for the polo. tour he commissione: nd he other 01 e pol 1 at of enforcement. .. ‘ ‘ officials decide Gungadhura should ia vhertete 35 ees allowed hmself time to shave before une ss : H Dick Blaine ae re wdah bes'de Tess on the elephont, time and money ee cen he guns of the gods! I knew the pvaceune en ds were hi accordar “Look 1 the country oss aANsWwe think guns to me” ° asmini has chosen him for the husband and has aready nam-! ed him maharajah. Dick is directed by Gungadhura—to cease his mining operations and begin a search for th Treasure. The maharajah gives D! a map from the silver tube wh 's good of you.’ h Gung: ’s written ¢ r contract w ; uur ans the thinks Samson, English, tco So who sent for them. perhaps Gungadhura will think when he knows the guns are coming! But I know better. I never | So, too, rou don’t mean it!” Mukhum had stolen. PiCOmIS He ence eee, Aer gina seu Phat information is conf‘dential them make me p mises, and look 1 ‘Z " on while th nerfc then I tet but, the news) willbe “The Princess Yasmini Omanoff| ‘ : ee vw row, The British eke you, those are the runs of the gods’ ; : Bing pecting the: Cena gea ee jtends to take over Your Highness, wane eaten which the River Pa “Word has reached me frequently) (1h caq Bros doubt. We've ail of late of pressure brought to bear] .” to m men t up a ¢ on you to disclos . eas. Let m secret you poss: ly eff there'll new maha property on rt stood w ure you that or t and, str cial protec hin penpenty terme one friend cerns “vit Pees ee “7 rry on yor m'ning in the recent or ative standpoint, Sir Ronald A Wishes beincatien to point out to the new | : sis proper pers: ay is myself $ expense al good of you fcund anything down there nodded o his shoulder to mson the went by forced marches to Hgh Comm’ssioner of the Samson ests will be cared for in ¢ psoas 2 good barga bitrates ebm mira “T have the honor to bs Be ers | “Any signs of anything?” . on. “Altogether; Datison > | a. th's Prov Tess when Yasmini had read | Mae et butler Cha and the murderer of to her. “I dislike Samson for reason: pees try s ail hidin; of my own, but x seas |near a railway station “Hah? ¥ H ab neret pore is buried d, as you Ame makes | it not so z atetonnaniomeiicoatl: ften do when they're cat = rae Sarceeailie of lt-sbiNionst Laden ond s told who put him up to it aa cette tlae the map out the silyer tu vba is sioner wheter Mukhum Dass burgled from That jean something to the i ‘ ve iti It would be ait.| ir. Gungadhura gave it to mo w feu na ke this to et on the} x here. soe —— f silence, Samso 1 have} apbloodye . Wonderful Results aes to be told \ dao wonl@vanehed Kors ‘obody mL Col de Wi: 5 mm ert, eh eee aca Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege-| tore ain nies Seapets guira Of the treasure, eh? Another day ot table Compound grounds. There's un{t© and you'd have forestalled us! 1 suppose you'd a contract with Gur Bethel, Wis female trouble jin he :srounde. by) cadhura. fora ‘share’ of’ft was bronght on by overwork. T had PBRGD UTA: SAS TR ry Guar am worked in stores Sane eee Ol ont quilt : and had to do| explanation. heer ae M heavier work than point to Utirupa that pee : my strength could | cor with foreigners aren’t re-/hum Dass. The bee stand, and had to | sarc haem be, on. my al reason why Utirupa glared” Uke a h the contract between iu n and the American. 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NES WALT, TWICE. 1 WAS COMING HOME UP THE ALLEY AND EACH TIME | WAS SURE 1 SAW MRS SLOSSOM LEAVE THE REAR OF IMPOSSIBLE, BILL, wy’ SHOULD SHE DO ANYTHING UKE THAT ?, BUSINESS ! DOING — IT's NONE OF MY ME SPY ON PHYLLIS? NEVER. SHE'S TOLD ME SHE'S BEEN IN EVERY EVENWN G. THAT'S. ENOUGH FOR ME! 1 TRU '0 BE DOWN BUT OF COURSE HAPPEN THAT ASOUT S9O'CLOCK TONIGHT. IST HER WORD ABSOLUTELY IT MIGHT yUST COMING THE ALLEY THAT LITTLE IMAP SISTER OF MINES 6oT ME UOZRIED Sick-sPOSEN SHED FIND THIS DIARY - To WHICH IVE CONFIDED My INNER Most THOUGHTS ABOUT Dotores! \T BEHIND THis FRAME-NO ONE WILL tLe JUST DITCH 1D BE GIT AWAY | EFRON THAT 15 MINUTES LereR i 0519 crea me TRB eH MR, DAZZLE PHONED AND SAID HE IS SICK AND WON'T BE DOWN. (To THE oFFice To-pay! — Too BAD HE'S sick WELL NOW WE'LL HAVE PEACE AND QUIET WITH NO ARGUMENTS FOR ONE Day, AT LEAST !!t 7 SN UG "aE eR 3 WINNIE WINKL THE BREADWINNER— Razzle Miss Drs -ennrso Teeeda. AT THAT PooR CHILD LIke SHE WAS SOME ANIAKAL™ es the Scraps ASHAMED — YEWWING WHAT DID TS SHE Do?, = AHEM- HMMM TM GOING HOME, MISS WINKLE! IT AROUND H ITS TOO DARNED QUIET! 1 CAN'T STAND = To-Day! eDimhir, ) — Bon |