Evening Star Newspaper, June 19, 1925, Page 35

The Most Dangerous Game BY RICHARD CONNELL. . by P. F right— | I'm going to smo rather a myster: Rainsford asked The old ch i of the place. ome superstition remarked Rainsford, trving to see through the dank tropi Can't see it, pressed its thick warm blackn said Whitney, “and I've seen you pick » moving {n the brown fall rds, but even you can't ough a moon “You've good with a laugh Lrush at 400 ¥ promised Whitney. “We should make hope the jaguar xuns have come from Purdey’s. ood hunting Great sport, hunting.” vive no understanding. The fear of 'his hot weather is making The world is ses—the hunters ide up of two ¢ think we've passed that ation—a bad nnibals wouldn't Nielson— Swede, who'd go up to the and ask him for a li of him was 1ally poisonous was as flat taint the whole ship’: 1 is & tangible thing—with An’evil place ing out of this I'll turn {n now. Rainsfo ger was picking at him. He looked about him almost cheerfully. ““Where there are pistol shots, there e One of a series of the year’s best short is food,” he thought. #narled gnd ragged jungle fringed the on the after deck. “Good night, th ou_at breakfast “Right. Good night, Whitney.” There was no sound in the night as Rainsford sat there, but the muffled throb of the engine that drove the acht swiftly through the darkness, and the swish and ripple of the wash of the propeller. Rainsford, reclining in a steamer n, Rainsford. See ch; briar. The sensuous drows: the night was on him. “It" he thought, “that I could out closing my eves; the night would be my eyelids An abrupt sound startled him. Off to the right he heard it, and his ears, expert in such matters, could not be mistaken. Again he heard the sound, and again. Somewhere, off in ‘the blackness, some one had fired a gun three times. Rainsford sprang up and moved quickly to the rail, mystified. He strained his eyes in the direction from which the reports had come, but it A like trying to see through a blanket. He leaped upon the rail and balanced himself there, to get greater elevation; his pipe, striking a rope, was knocked from his mouth. He Iunged for it; a short, hoarse cry came fr his lips as he realized he had reached too far and had lost his bal- ance. The cry was pinched off short as the blood-warm wuters of the Ca- ribbean Sea closed over his head so dark,” He struggled up to the surface and | tried to cry out, but the wash from the speeding yacht slapped him in the face and the salt water in his open mouth made him gag and strangle. Desperately he struck out with strong strokes after the receding lights of | the vacht, but he stopped before he had swum 50 feet. A certain cool- headedness had come to him: it was not the first time he had been in & : t place. There was a chance that his cries could be heard by some one aboard the yacht, but that chance slender, and grew more slender as the yacht raced on. He wrestled himself out of his clothes, apd shouted with all his The lights of the yacht bec faint and ever-vanish ing fireflies; then they were blotted out entirely by the night Rainsford remembered the _shots They had come fyom the right, and | dosgedly he swam in that direction, swimming with slow, deliberate | strokes, conserving his strength. For |a seemingly endless time he fought |the sea. e began to count his strokes: he could do possibly a hun dred more and then: Rainsford heard a sound. It came out of the darkness, a high, scream ing sound, the sound of &n animal in an extremity of anguish and terror. He did not recognize the animal that made the sound; he did not try to: with fresh vitality he swam toward the sound. He heard it again; then it was cut short by another noise, D, staccato. Pistol shot,” muttered Rainsford, swimming on Ten minutes of determined effort brought another sound to his ears— the most welcome he had ever heard —the muttering and growling of the E ANNOUNCEM E EMENT Rainsford. | TUESDAY'S AND SATURDAY'S STAR. a breaking on a rocky shore. He was almost on the rocks before he saw them; on a night less calm he would have been shattered against them. strength he dragged himself from the swirling waters. Jagged crags appeared to jut up into the opaqueness; he forced him- self upward, hand over hand. Gasping, his hands raw, he reached a flat place Dense jungle came down to the very edge of the cliffs. perils that tangle of trees and under- brush might hold for him did not con- cern Rainsford just them. knew was that he was safe from his enemy, the sea, and that utter weari- ness was on him. down at the jungle edge and tumbled headlong into the deepest sleep of his another pipe upl by the water. had landed he stopped. twenty-two,"” “That's odd. fairly large animal had his nerve with him to tackle it It's clear that the It must have been a eep with- with a light gun. He flung himself | brute put up & fight. wounded it. When he opened his eyes he knew from the position of the sun that it wus late fn the afternoon. THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. €. FRIDAY, given him a new vigor; a sharp hun-|print of hunting boots. They pointed along the cliff in the directfon he had been going. Eagerly he hurried along, now slipping on & rotten log or a Where there are men, there | loose stone, but making headwa: But what kind |night was beginning to settle dow of men, he wondered, in 8o forbidding |on the island. An unbroken front of| Bleak darkness was blacking out the sea and jungle when Rainsford sighted the lights. -He came upon He saw no sign of a trail through |them as he turned a crook in the the closely knit web of weeds and|coast line, and his first thought trees; it was easler to go along the|that he had come upon a village shore, and Rainsford floundered along | there were many lights. But as he Not far from where he |forged along he saw to his great astonishment -that all the lights were Some wounded thing, by the evi-[in one enormous buflding—a lofty dence a large animal, had thrashed |structure with pointed towers plung- about in the underbrush; the jungle|ing upward into the gloom. His eyes weeds were crushed down and the|made out the shadowy outlines of a moss was lacerated; one patch of wecds was stained crimson. A small, |bluff, and on three sides of it cliffs glittering object not far away caught Rainsford’s eye and he picked it up. |greedy lips in the shadows. It was an empty cartridge. * “Mirage,” thought Rainsford. But he remarked. [it was no mirage, he found, when he opened the tall spiked iron gate. The t00. The hunter|stone steps were real enough; the massive door with a leering gargoyle for a knocker was real enough; yet T suppose the |about it all hung an air of unreality first three shots I heard were when| He lifted the knocker, and the hunter flushed his quarry and The last shot was when he trailed it here and finished it.” After play-time JUD made and black-bearded to the walst. barreled revolver, and he was point- ing it straight at Rainsford’s heart. Out of the snarl of beard two sm: eyes regarded Rainsford. Y Don't be alarmed,” said Rainsford, MARK BUNKER HILL DAY. with a smile which he hoped was dis _— arming. “I'm no robber. I fell off a arming. “I'm no robber, I fell off 4| Massachusetts Soctety Celebrates of New York City.” The menacing look in the eyes did not change. The revolver pointed as rigid if the giant were a_statue. | Washington Wednes He gave no sign that he understood |brated the 150th Rainford’s words, or that he had even heard them. He was dressed in uni-|at the Commonwealth Farm, Sandy form, a black yniform trimmed with|Spring, Md. About 100 members of v astrakhan. the local soclety attended. v| A program of music and dancing “I|followed a chicken dinner. fell off a yacht. I am hungry. was arranged by the executive com- mittee, which is composed of Fred erick W. Carpenter, chairman; George palatial chateau; it was set on a high dived down to where the sea licked The man’s only answer was to raise with his thumb the hammer of his re- volver. Then Rainsford saw the|A. Hernan, secretary; man’s free hand go to his forehead in M. Chaney, treasure military salute, and he saw him|Gavin, Miss Ellen Lombard and Al click his heels together and stand at |bert Michued. creaked up stifly, as if it had never before been used. He let it fall, and it startled him with its booming loud- He examined the ground closely and . He thought he heard steps Sleep had ! found what he had oped to fini—the the door remained closed NE 19, 1925. Again Rainsford lifted the heavy |attention. Another man was coming knocker, and let it fall. The door|down the broad marble steps, an erect, opened tHen, opened as suddenly as if it were on a spring, and Rainsford stood blinking in rhe river of glaring |his hand. gold light that poured out. The first| In a cultivated voice marked by a thing Rainsford's eyes discerned was |slight accent that gave it added pre- the largest man Rainsford had ever seen—a gigantic creature, solidly |is a very great pleasure and honor to welcome Mr. Sanger Rainsford, the celebrated hunter, to my home. Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) his_hand the man held a long- 1 Sanger Rainsford of N Rainsford began again should be bread-t Good Bread Builds Health and Restores Energy URING vacation days your active, growing young- sters must have food that will give energy, health and vigor. Good, wholesome bread aids in developing sturdy bodies and active minds. In the wheat-flour, Nature stores her energy-food—gluten. In the perfectly balanced milk content are the elements for body-building. Corby’s Mother's Bread combines these two vital foods in appetizing, nourishing form. Every step in the baking of this better bread is controlled by the scientific Corby process to insure finer flavor and greater food-value. DIXON WILL PROBATED. Household Effects and Real Estate . Left to Wife. The will of John Dixon, dated Apri 26, 1922, was filed vesterday for pro bate. He leaves to his wife, Dixon, his household effects and also a life interest in his real estate. His sons. John B. and Harlan K. Dixon, are to divide the real their father and the money on déposit in the National . goes to_the daughter, Vernett V Dixon. At the death of the wife the real estate is to be distribued among the four children, Johr and Vernett \ ter G. and John B. Dixon are named as executors. slender man in evening clothes. advanced to Rainsford and held cut clsion and deliberateness, he said: “It 150th Anniversary. The Massachusetts ., Harlan K anniversary Bunker Hill day in a gathering held Virginia Klansmen to Parade. 1 Dispatch to The Star. WINCHESTER, Va, June 18.—It expected approximatel of \the Knights of the Ku Klux Klan will go from points in the Shenandoah Valley and nearby territory to W ington for the parade of between 100 000 and 150,000 klansmen, reported her 5,000 membe: Miss Harrjett