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(Goatinued From Yesterday) 0 Princess of Pal-uldon,” one of the priests, addressing “the stranger who told us that the gon of Jad-benOtho hes fied from the wrath of Lu the high priest, who exposed ‘And all his wicked blasphemy. temple, and the palace, and the ‘are being searched and we have A sent to search the Forbidden Since Ko-tan, the king, said ly this morning he found tho how he passed the he could not guesa.” te not here,” said O-loa. “I VS im the garden for some ‘@fd have seen nor heard no hes myself, However, search te f will Ne" said the priest who had be She “it is not necessary a APS ati could not have entered your knowledge and the of the guards, and even mm, the priest whe preceded us b have seen him.~ PWhat priest ™ asked O-loa, "On ipeaeed the guards shortly be 8 Ws,” explained the man. /@id not see him,” said O-loa ‘ he left by another femarked the second priest. doubtless,” acquiesced O-lo-a, is strange that I did not see The two priests made their fe and turned to depart. as Buto, the rhinoceros,” i" Tarean, who considered Very stupi@ creature, indeed be easy to outwit such 5 wb of the princess to an of rapid breathing almost spent, either from “they would have killed temple. They would have wondrous stranger who be the Dor-ul-Otho.” escaped.” mid Olona ‘ there. Tell me about it” e head would have had slain, but when they him. he hurled one in Hy hil i | g tle! ey eid S. a Fi to the top of the temple wall and) disappeared below. They are search ing for him, but O Princess, I pray | that they do aot find him.” | “And why do you pray that?"| asked O-loa. “Has not one who has so blasphemed earned death?" “Ah, but you do not know him,” replied Pan-at-lee. “And you do, then?™ retorted Otoa quickly: “Phis morning you betrayed yourself and then at. tempted to deceive me. The slaves | of Olea do not such things with | impunity, He is then the same Tar: | man-fudguru of whom you told me? | Speak, woman, and speak only the) truth.” \ Panatleé drew herself up very erect, her little chin held high, for | was not she too among her own peo | ple already as good as the princess? “Panatlee, tire Korul-ja, does not Ne," she suid, ‘to protect herself.” “Then tell me what you know of| this Tarztan-jad-guru,” insisted Olon, “I know that he is a wonderous man and very brave,” said Pan-at- Jee, “and that he saved me from the ‘Tor-o-den and the gryf as I told you, and that he ts indeed the same who came into the garden this morning; and even now I do not know that he is not the son of Jad-ben-Otho for his courage and strength are more than those of mortal man, as gre also his kindness and his honor; for | when he might have harmed me he protected me, and when he might/ have saved himself he thought only | of me. And all this he did because of his friendship for Om-at, who ts| gund of Kor-ul-ja and with whom [| should have mated had the Hodon not captured me.” “He was indeed a wonderful man 1® look upon,” mused Oloa, “and he was not as are other men, not alone in the conformation of his hands and feet or the fact that he ‘Was tailless, but there was about him which made him seem “And, supplemented Pan-at-lee, her savage little heart loyal to the |man who had befriended her and | hoping to win for him the consid- eration of the princess. even tho it might not avail him; “and.” she | “did he not know all about Ta- j den and even his whereabouts? Tell ;me, O Princess, could mortal know |such things as these?’ “Perhaps he saw Ta-den,” suggest- i t & g § 5 $2 a ! z e i P| £ i: : § 5 ae z i i z 3 i z i F that Bu-lot is fit for, and he thinks lor bor haught else except these things gna: your stomac: xious and ner- heart palpitation you will once more ‘& deep bi and his slave women. But come, these beautiful blossoms, I would have them spread around my couch tonightathat I may carry away with ™me in the morning the memory of in the village of Mo-sar, the father I will help you, Panat PES |tee, and we will gather armfuls of drowsiness and sicepy dinner will soon be ire for 01 itcer ty she tae Z inchés because Rot form after uping Laal- Genuine in the Yellow from any reliable druggist Drug Co.—Adv: pains, in urinating, often mean disorders, The world’s dremedy for kidney, liver, and uric acid troubles— GOLD MEDAL them, for I love to gather them as I love nothing else—they were Ta- den's favorite flowers.” ‘The two approached the flowering shrubbery where Tarzan hid, but as the blooms grew plentifully upon every bush the apeman guessed there would be no necessity for them to enter the patch far enough to dis- cover him. With little exclamations of pleasure as they found particu larly large or perfect blooms the two young women moved from place to place upon the outskirts of Tar zan's retreat. “Oh, look, Paun-at-lee,” cried O-lo-a ASPIRIN Name “Bayer” on Genuine Take Aspirin only as told In each package of genuine Bayer Tablets of Aspirin. Then you will be fol lowing the directions and dosage worked out by physicians during 21 years, and proved safe by .mil- lions. Take no chances with sub- stitutes. If you see the Bayer Cross on tablets, you can take them without fear for Colds, Headache, jcuralgia, Rheumatism, Earache, foothache, Lumbago and for Pain. Handy tin boxes of twelve tablets cost few cents. Druggists also sell larger packages. Aspirin 1s the | trate mark of Bayer Manufacture | of Monoaceticacidester of Salicytic- rT DOINGS OF THE DUF, DANNY, YOu GO ‘TELL WILBUR IF HE'S GOING FISHING WITH ME We'll HAVE ‘TO COME RIGHT LAM! ALLRIGNT! DID You » foo) TELL HIM? PLACE ‘To SWiM= A NICE DLACE Te HANG THIS (J Me. Teves, 1 Gecieve. i, HG - MY NANG tS Jackson. INDGED- HE SEATTL STAK Haste Makes Waste YES, HE'S COMING 4 A RUNNIN’ NOW M™ SORRY | Keer You WAITING, ‘TOM, BUT “Say, Mr. Weatherman, will you do me a favor?” Marty Mink telephoned to Sprin- kle- Blow to please blow out the moon about 9 o'clock as he had an en- gagement with Mr. Blackie Bass, onty, he said, so far Blackie didn't know about the engagement, Sprinkle Blow promised and told Nancy to go to see West Wind and tell him. “He's my beat cloud blow. er,” said SprinkleBlow. “And tell him net to blow ap too many clouds, only a few to cover Mr. Moon for a little while.” So Nancy wished herself at Mr. West Wind's house at once. Off she sailed in her magic Green Shoes. Just then the telephone rang |again, and who, my dears, do you pose it was this time? No other than Cobble Coon. Cobbie sald, ¢ a favor? I wish you'd muddy presently; “there is the king of them ali. Never did I see so wonderful a flower—no! I will get it myself. is #0 large and wonderful no other hand shall touch it,” and the prin- cess wound in among the bushes toward the point where the great flower bloomed upon a bush above the ape-man’s head. So sudden and unexpected her ap-| proach that there was no opportun- ity to escape and Tarzan sat silently trusting that fate might be kind to him and lead Ko-tan's daughter away before her eyes dropped from the high-growing bloom to him. But | as the girl cut the long stem with her knife she looked down straight into the smiling face of Tarzan:Jad- guru. With a stifled scream she drew back and the apo-man rose and faced her. “Have no fear, Princes,” he as- sured her. “It in the friend of Ta- den who ealutes you,” raising her fingers to his lips. Pan-at-lee came now excitedly’ for- ward. “O Jad-ben-Otho, it ts he! “And now that you have found me,” queried Tarzan, “will you give me up to Lu-don, the high priest?” Pan-atlee threw herself upon her knees at O-lo-a's feet. “Princess! Princess!” she beseeched, “do not discover him to his enemies.” “But Ko-tan, my father,” whis- | pered O-lo-a fearfully; “If he knew of my pertidy hin rage would be be- yond naming. Even tho I am a princess Lu-don might demand that I be aacrificed to appease the wrath of Jad-ben-Otho, and between the two of them I should be lost.” “But they need never know,” cried Pan-at-lee, “that you have seen him unless you tell them yourself, for as Jad-ben-Otho is my witness J will never betray you.” “Oh, tell me, stranger,” implored Olaa, “are you indeed a god? it} “Jad ben-Otho ts not more so," re piled Tarzan truthfully. “But why do you seek to escape then from the hands of mortals if you are @ god?’ she asked, “When gods mingle with mortals,” replied Tarzan, “they are no lens vulnerable than mortals. Even Jad. ben-Otho, should he appear be: you in the fipsh, might be slain.” “You have seen Taden and spoken with him?” she asked with apparent irrelevancy. . “Yes, I have seen him and spoken with him,” replied the ape-man. “For the duration of a moon I was with him constantly.” “And—" she hesitated— ~be—" she cast her eyes toward the ground and a flush mantied her cheek—“he still }loves me?” and Tarzan knew that she had been won over. “Yes,” be said, “Tadien speaks only of O-loa and he waits and hopes for the day when he can claim her.” “But tomorrow they give me to Bulot,” she said sadly. “May it be always tomorrow,” re plied Tarzan, “for tomorrow never comes.” “Ah.” but this unhappiness will come, and for all the tomorrows of my life I must pine in misery for the Taden who will never be m.ne.” “But for Ludon I might have helped you,” said the ape-man. “And hat I may not help you if you oly could, Dor-ni. Otho,” cried the girl, “and I know that you would if it were possible, for Panat-lee has told me how brave you are, and at the same time how kind.” “Onty Jaad-benOtho knows what the future may bring,” sald Tarzan. “And now you two go your way lest someone should discover you and be- come suspicious,” “We will go,” sald Oloa, “but Pan-atlee win return with food, I hope that you escape and that Jad benOtho is pleased with what I have dope.” She turned and walked away and Pan-at-lee followed, while the apeman again resumed his hiding. At dusk Pan.atles came with food, and having her alone Tarzan put’ the question that he had been anxious to put since his conversa- tion earlier in the day with O-lo-a “Tell me,” he said, “what you know of the rumors of which O-lon spoke of the mysterious stranger, who is supposed to be hidden in Adur, Have you too heard of thie during the short time that you have been here?” “Yes,” said Pan-at-lee. “I have heard it spoken of among the other slaves, It is something of which all whisper among themselves but of which none dares to «peak aloud They say that there ts a strange she fildden in the temple and that Lu-don wants her for a pries@ess and that Ko-tan wants her for a wife and that neither ag yet dares take her for fear of the other.” “Do you know where she Is hid- den in the temple?’ asked Tarzan. “No,” said Pan-at-lee, “How should I know? I do not even know that it is more than a story and I but tell you that which I have heard others say.” “There was onty one,” asked Tar- zan, “whom they spoke of?” “No, they speak of another who came with her but none seems. to know what became of this one,” Tarzan nodded, “Thank you, Pan- at-lee,” he said, “You may have helped me more than elther of us guess.” “T hope that I have helped you,” sayi the girl as she turned back to- ward the palace, “And I hope so, too,” exclaimed Tarzag, emphatically. (Continued Tomorrow) ay, Mr, Weatherman, will you do | the waters of Ripple Creek a Tittle, eapecially around the Willow-Tree Pool, 1 have an engagement tonight with Blackie Bass at about 9 o'clock, only so far he doesn’t know about the engagément. WM you do it?” “Sure, I shall!’ promised Sprinkle- Blow, hanging up, but he said to Nick that he couldn't imagine why such an old stick-in-themud as Blackie should suddenly become so popular. tell South Wind to blow some of the dust from the curved road into the ereck and to keep little wavelet stirred up all evening. By 9 o'clock the water ought to be pretty yellow,” After Nick had gone off on hi rand, something seemed to ir to |the fairyman rather suddenly, and he slapped his knees hard. “Wel I'll be switched! he exclaimed. “Do you s’pose that's it? Do you s'pose they're hungry?” Pretty soon the Twins returned and Sprinkle-Blow told them his fears. “Let's go down to the earth,” maid he, “and see what's going on.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright 1921 by Beattie Star) “Nick, you run off and/ er} / Y Y Ui, bel Cle Page 425 TRE ENCHANTED PRAIRIB “What ts your mission here, mission bere? “The echoes rang beck to Enoch like many mocking voices. “Enoch knew & was only echoes but ft did not comfort him @ bit; it was uncanny to peak to ® thing whieh, marched and guarded and bave it make no re- sponse. “Besides, he had heard echoes before, and nothing like these mocking voices; there seemed Gozens of them calling his ques- tion back and forth across the valley. ts your thissien here? “Cold perspiration stood eut on his face and he wanted to turn around and go as fast as his horse would take him.away from the spot. But hte brave heart re fused to go. “It would take almost two days to go back and start round, the other way. And still, if he tried to go on, might not The Thing destroy him so utterly that no message would ever reach the Umpqua settlers? “He thought it al out, he had been a wild pioneer and had met almost every danger known to man, yet he sat staring ahead, utterty in doubt as to how to hear the hideous war ery of the savages and the screams of the ‘And if,’ thought Enoch, ‘T back and the girl I love asks why I did not save “ ment, I shall say I saw a ghost and ‘was afraid.’ : “That thought decided Spurring the frightened horse, braced himself in the saddle, be’ you fiend, avaunt! mission brooks no delay.’ “But the ghost marched as be- fore, back and forth, back and forth, across the path. “Almost paralyzed with the ter. ror of it, his very blood to turn cold, Enoch rode on wtih — as brave a heart as ever sent a hero into battle. And when The Thing was almost reached, it turned with a quickened move- ment and came to meet him.” (Te Be Continued) b dadindindind Confessions of a Husband (Copyright 1091, by Seattle Btar.) George was in evening clothes, which did not surprise me a@ bit, since he was to take Dot to the violin recital, But I was not prepared to see Edith in a stunning low-cut gown, for she was to do nothing except wait home with me until our respec tive better-halves got back. She saw my look. “I knew Dot would dress up to go out with George,” she explained, “and it didn't seem fair not to show you the same consideration, “I am highly flattered,” turned. “If 1 hadn't lazy— “Don't! husband?’ “Well, then, to paraphrase ft, if I didn’t remind you of your husband I would have put on evening clothes myself.” “Don't trouble yourself,” Edith as sured me. “You are charming in any garb.” ‘ “If you talk like that,” put in Dot, “I won't leave him with you.” There was another ring at the door. “Wonder who that is,” I said. Dot had already gone to the door, She came back in)an instant. “It's a telegram for you,” she said I re been 80 That reminds me of my 70. SID MAKES GOOD excitedly. “Do.open it in a hurry. I hope no ond is sick.” I tore open the envelope, glanced at the message, and then handed {t to Dot, who was trying to deciphet it over my shoukder, She read it aloud: hd IT have been unable to reach you by telephone and am told your line is out of order. Can you meet me this evening at the Manhattan club? Cc. A. DANTELSON, “Good old Sid,” I said to myself. “He certainly has done his best for me." “You don’t have to go, do you?” asked Dot, anxiously, “That would spoil everything.” “What is itr’ “Business?” “Yes, the man Danielson is coun- sel for the firm.” “But you are leaving them so soon,” protested Edith. “I don’t see why you have to bother about them. Why can't Danielson meet you at some other time?” “He's going to Chicago tomor- row,” I fibbed easily, “Well, you're not going to meet him tonight; that's all there is to it,” said Dot resolutely. asked George. “But {f this ts important business, that's different,” put in George. “I jcan understand just how Tom feels about it.” “I bet I know better than you how ‘Tom feels about this,” asserted . Edith, and she looked at me—then dropped her lashes, “He ts going to stay right here and let this Dan- felson person go hang.” “Oh, I suppose I can see him an- other time,” I said slowly. I had had an open avenue of escape and had refused to take it. (To Be Continued) €oor 5 MALTED MILK