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A are thine ye iw fan 4 stig Bail iat Utes Lene vat Lede CHAPTER X11. priaba The Mucker Receives a Trust. UCH deeds and thease words were incompatible in the S same individual, There could be but one explana- tlon—Hyrne must be two met with as totally different char- acto as though they had possessed sepa. to bodies And who may say that her hy- Pothevin was not correct? At least, it seomed that Milly Byrne was undergoing @ metamorphosis, and at the instant there was etill a question an to Which personality should event- ually dominate, Byrne turned away from the re- proach which replaced the horror in the «irl’s eyes, and with @ red aigh Jet his head fall upon his out- atretohed arm. The girl watched him for a moment, a puzzled expression upon her face, and then returned to 0 her ecarcely appreciable, yet after a tine he opened hia eyes and looked up Wweartly, At the sight of the girl he emiled and tried to speak, but a ne bloody foam, and again he closed hie eyes. until it was with difficulty That the rh deteeted any movement of his breast whatever. Bhe thought fhe was dying, and she was afraid. Wisttully, he looked pret ve ’ 6 man atill lay Read buried in his arm, but whether he were wrapped in (nought, in slum- ber, or in death the girl could not bo the final thought she went white 6 approached the man, end, Teanne Aaya placed her hand jer. we yen” @he whispered ‘The mucker turned his face toward her, It looked tired and haggard. “Wot is it?” he ed, and hia tone was softer than she had ever heard LD " Ms ir. Therlere is dying,” ahe aid ond m2 Oh, Tam #0 afratd! ‘The man flushed to the roots of his hair, All that he could think of were the uaty words he had spoken a short time before, and now Theriere was by Le would have laughed had any one suggested that he entertained any other sentiment than hatred toward the second officer of the Halfmoon— that ts, ho wrcniie have Avante four ut now, 34 poctedty, he realised that he didn’t re to die. “Then Wt dawned upon him that @ new sentiment had been born within him—ae sentiment to which he had been an entire sraneer all his hard, any erlen eM tor Theriere! It was unthinusble, ‘and yet the mucker knew that it waa eo. Painfully he crawled over to the 4. he whinpered in the Mike officer turned bie hoad wearily. . couse know me, old pal?” asked ine raatet, and Barbara Harding knew from the man’s voice that there were tears in hi os. But what she aid not know was that they welled there in response to the worda the mucker had juat spoken—the nearest approach to words of endearment tha! had ever passed his pa. ‘Theriere reached up and took Byrne's hand. It was evident that he, too, had noticed sae unusual quality ucker’a voice. ot ten mal he anid faintly, “Water, please.” Barbara Harding brought him a @rink, holding his head against her knee while he drank. The cool liquid neomed to give him new strength, for presently he spoke quite strongly: “I'm going, Byrne.” he said, “but pefore 1 go I want to tell you that of all the brave men I have r known T have learned within the past fow dayn to believe that you are the brav est. A week ago I thought you were a coward-—I ask your foregivene ‘Pergot it,” whispered Byrne, ir a week ago IT L og T was a coward, Dere seems to be more'n one kind o nerve—I'm jest a-learnin’ of the right a, T mues wNdoodby, yrne,” whispred The- “Take good care of Miss Hard- Joodby, old pa’ ia the mucker, Tarbara Harding bent over The- ere, FeMjoodby. my. friend,” she said. “God will reward you for your friend~ ship, your bravery and your devotion, ‘There must be a spectal honor roll in heaven for such noble men as you. Ho smiled up at her--and “De chink!” erled Byrne, glancing about him. A wure enough, Oda Iseke had 1" ald the mucker. A hundred they came upon here with the two sworda of Oda which they still earried, oped a hollow grave in which Henri Thertere, Count de ¢ er Shortly after mid dountil, in @ natural cul they came Upon ite source and ther progress barred Cliffy, whiel) rome aboy wiser and ungealaly had entered the iittle amphi » through a narrow, te @ tho bottom of which the tiny THE MUCKER A Story of Jungle and Prize Ring | By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS Author of “TARZAN OF THE APES,” &e. re ENTE OT ETT OrOCN I CETeNeR )y , look at ‘e down to where it emptied into a ri mid-afternoon they came opposite of coughing flecked his lips with 5 eyes fell upon it an exclamation fo nia SHtistaction burst from his lips, Fuint@ and fainter camo orter be able to hide dere foreve) brow,’ toc be like them- 4 all that Was mortal of cht they struck fe enall mountain atream up whieh hi Ke pune The Even SN ty TT TNr NN ENTE, | stream flowed, and now, weak end) ed, the mucker wae foreed to ad t that he could die ought te int to defend.” pile of erase he inucker etood euard hy the rocks at the edge! theatre, fish for Harbaras breakfast, Byrne threw Simeelf down for en hour's bp He Was awakened by the girl's ning,” @he eried vy query. CHAPTER XIN. A Voluntary Pupil. OGETHER the girl and the mucker approached the en- trance to the amphitheatre, From behind « shoulder of rock they peered down tnto the forest below them, | 9 youse muat o' been seein’ id Byrne dryly. said the girl, “and 1 ase) them again. look! Quick! Down) right!” { he commented. ‘Gee, Dere must be a hundred of ‘e He turned a rueful glance back into the amphitheatre, “L dunno as dis place looks as good to ure as it did,” he remarked, “Dose | yaps wid de toad atabbers could hike | Up on top o° dese cliffs an’ make it a casy 0’ thence by carriages to Calvary for ours in about two shakes. Let's wet along out of here.” H Aguin they took up their seemingly ys# march—an aliniess wander- a They followed the little brook or, and then down the valley beside the | river, which grew wider and more | turbulent with every mile, past | \ We wall, rocky t#land, and as Hyrne’ “Jest de place,” he cried. “But how are we to get there?* asked the girl, loking fearfully at the| turbulent river, “It ain't deep,” Byrne assured her, “Come ahead, I'll carry yeh acrost, and without waiting for a reply h gathered her in his arms and started down the bank. They had reached the top of tho bank, now, and the man, still holding her in his arms, stood upo @ mat of Jungle grass beneath a groat treo, As man looked at Barbara Harding standing there before him, he saw her in a strange new light, and a sudden realization of the truth m flashed upon him, He saw that he could sot harm her now, or ever; for he lowed hei And with the awakening there came to Hilly Byrne the withering, numbing knowledge that his love must forever be a hopeless onc—that this girl of the aristocracy could never be for such he. Barbara Harding, till looking questioningly at him, saw the change }' blooded Malays that came across his countenance— she #aw the swift pain that shot to the man's eyes, and she wondered. ‘With the jong sword of Oda Yort- moto Billy Byrne cut saplings and bamboo and the fronds of fan patmi and with long, tough grasses bo them together into the sembtan a rude hut. Barbara gathered leaves and grasses with which she coverod the floor. “Number One Riverside Drive,” eatd the mucker with a grin, when the work was completed; “ar? now m ri down on de river front an’ build de Bowery.” “Oh, are you from Now York?” asked the girl. “Not on yer life," replied Billy Byrne, “I'm from good ol’ Chi: but hi 1 been to Noo York twict wit’ de Goose Island Kid, an’ so T knows all about it. De rough-necks belongs on de Rowery, so dat's wot we'll call my dump down by do river, You're a she asked, “and live up Riverside Drive, ace?” and the muck- er laughed at his little pleasantry, Hut the girl did not laugh with him, Inatead ble “Wouldn't you rathet brow, too?” she asked, on Riverside Drive, right street from me?" “L don't belong,” said the mucker ruffly, “Wouldn't you rather belong?” in- sisted the girl. ‘ns too late fer me ever to he- now," he sald ruefully, “Yeh bo borned to tt, Gee, wouldn't look funny in w'ite pa y o' dem dinky, little ‘Wil Mdw?" didn't mean that,” sho hastened to explain, “I didn’t ‘mean that you must necessarily dress like them; but ot Hike them, talk Ike re did, you know, sata Billy. . 1 didn't mean that," the girl ned, ell, whether youse meant tt or {tin no," said the mucker, "I ain't no gent; I'm a mucker. I have your word for 1t, you know, Yeh them, as Mr, T aatd so dat time on de Halfmoon, ant T ain't forgot tt. Youse was right; T am a mucker, ain't ne lwarne how to be anything T ain't never wanted to be anything el until today, Now I'd like to be a gent: but it's too late.” Won't you try?" asked the girl. “For my snke?" “Go to it," returned the mucker “I'd even wear aide clatmed — Rarbara T couldn't look at you if want me todo." “One of the first things you must do, Mr Hyrne, she said then, “ie to learn to speak correctly, You mustn't say ‘tyouso’ for tyou' or ‘wot for ‘what's you must try to talk aw T talk. ‘No one tn the world apenks any langune faultlessly, but thera ara In more or less obvious irregu of grammar 1 pronuneia (ion that are particularly distastefal to prople of reflnement, and which are evay to guard against, If one be care ful “AN rieht id Bly Byrne, “yourse you kin pitch in an’ learn me wot— orld Daily Magazine, Friday. April 9; 1915 Spring © @ w ; By Robert Mito Oe ge a ot vara ‘er you want to an’ Ill do me out-shooting like @ dude—fer your spear arm; T can ever forget that terrible affair,” Drive from the palatial home of Miss ) “but somehow the man who did that was an entirely 1 from the man who has ducked @ right for the squared circle of his other days, head in the Nourly two montha had passed be- foro Billy's stock of excuses and 4 and a definite date was commencement of the And so the mucker’s education commenced, and aa there was lite else for the two to do, it progrossed started, the map ‘Tew keenly interested, spurred on the evident pleasure which hia If-appointed tutor harilessly over his should 4 r, “It was me that did it, thous’ you can't get away from that. Iways stick In your memory, #0 pr think of Mr, Mal~ thinking of the beast pve,” Mise Harding had sald, “that you d nN i close quarte saw Byrne whip Theriere’ poning the trip h {t meant just so much companionship with from ita hol: and snap it in the avage, but to ber horror failed to explode, Rofore he could fire again the war- rior was upon him, The sirl gaw the the dangers that me ad banteringly afraid you've hit tt off about thought tt smart! For three woeks you have no tdea how Twas the Hittle island except to gather fruit, which grew hard by on the adjacent white man leap want to be rescued, and Jam afraid of what lies before ot that that's B his foe, and So fur but ttle had occurred to wi a Twice they had Hefore you?’ “i'm going to lose «ive them alarn nh natives o ntly hunting parties; but no ‘suit had developed panther and spring to » being that wasn't a thief * he blurted eft arm went around the you seo that T love you Out, despite all his good intentions, ®& Harding look ‘Those whom thoy were all boasts, particular we decent as dumb bs right fist he rained blow after blow ; there had been no Samurai among them; but their sav. age, warlike appearance had warned tho two against revealing their prea- e oy weren't as his useless Tho savage parang, clawing pould have hurt him most whe laughed The color mounted to Hilly Byrne's . and then he went very white, started to say something wane Instant there came hold my own by and [did it ‘omplished it! inighty. creatu found himael but never once did those terrific, relentless blowa cease t to fall upon his unprotected face, Tho sole witne: moval stood ap They had subs! frutt principally to the island. had beon relieved by fox that By! ‘ul in snaring with @ primi- tive Sap of his so. invention; but ted upon Ash and nice they had come 2 to this battle pri pound at the aight of the fierce, brutal ferovity of the white If Pd ever have tried it Pd have finish in a hurry, my Kang, or in any ever ran up It was an honor to kill a man, and if you accomplished tt by Kteking hin to death when he was Uneonselous: the sound of hoarse shouting and of Myrne turned nnd started on ption of the firin the girl followed clowely behind, At motioned her othor gang wi beating the fece of his antagonint into an unrecognizable pulp—with bia bare hands he had met and was Kill- 4 lene plontit of fruit diet Byrne ention of undertak- b upon the mainland. "A mens of venison wouldn't taste he remarked, cried the girl, Aftor two day: announced his ing @ hunting t ing an armed warrior. It was incredible! riere or Blily Mallory could b such @ thing. Billy Mallory! Will bo a#nfer,” he wan what you did, not how you did that counted “1 could have bean decent if Fd wanted to, Were born 4 shots sound like tt, but 1 want to find they see you, And she was gazing With admiration upon his murde dd droppod the Lifeless my to the ground thy though I could almost eat it raw." “T know that T could,” atated Billy, “Lord help the deer that gets within range of this old Rat and you may not even get a mouthful. I'm that hungry I'l probabl All—hoof, hide, and horna-—bel T get any of it back h better not," fi “Good-by and good luck: don’t Ko very far, lonely and frightened whi After Byrne b form of his eni turned and retraced his ste the tsland. a broad grin upon hiv face aa he climbed to the girl's better everhaul o (hem, and liv audible from down the river » down the bank toward and insulting whispered the girl, ughed the girl. you and learned to stammering, and the dragged the mucker down behind @ Gee, aupposin’ I'd Kot out of sight be. fore ho showed } man shuddered visibly at the thought The girl had not looked up suddenly, attracted by her 116 saw a look of horror in her eyes, such as he had seen there once before when he had kicked the unconacious Therlere that me upon the Halfmoon. across hin face, Jn silence the two watched the ap- Maybe you'd better come along,” suggested Billy, “No, [ should be tn the way; you 't hunt deer with a gallery, and get [t wasn't what he had intended proud and into her mind a sudden wish to hear Billy that he had d. are two white men ‘ell, I'M #tay within shoutin’ dis- tance, and you can look for me back anv time between now and sundown, suppressed ex- ked the desire, sual of sel down the bank Into the river, From behind a bush upon the main- land two wicked black eyes watched his movements and those of th on the shore behind him, while a long, Noss that had promptod her to enter such @ Wivh in conn & porson of this man's static Days ran into weeks, two remained 1 had (o crack the stiff—le'd have got Samurai were edge of the river, t) oving strateht have got you, too, T had to do it for 5 and still the Apon their Little island ind frat one excuse tightly upon a heavy war-spear, and steel muscles tensed for the savage Spring and the swift throw, he girl watched Lilly Byrne forg: ing his way through the swift What a mighty engine of #1 and endurance he was! their shelter, Vin thinking: J don't recognize them," sald the it give my life to bring h for your sake What aman! Pe aes ae ae tor that way ended Ife would onter, mate of the Harding found herself admiring the Could to atone Ma ¥ <1 tried to play white would be pleked up by aaw hin leap > half rose to his feet saw a quick movement ip @ 4, ' bush close at his side, that by helping him te win you fairly wipe out what t had CHAPTER XIV. “1 Love You” ARHARA HARDING know what manner of thing had caused the “L weo that nothing ¢ I've got tog nan over wip river-bank on the girl's part to t tho long War-wpoar of head-hunter his belt hung the Jong sword of Odo and in tts holater reposed ‘ount de Cadenet tehed him aa 4 always have to hor only # er: at things in a different way than Lhad ever learned to before, m not sorry for if remorse her that behind that con- ortal danger to aling screen luy is a part of my unconscious inhinent I'll take it gladly and wel Nhe saw him tomed name burating from “In the bush at your In her voice * toward th Word—it was all that saved Me oaw tho haif-wked savage apd = “1t would bo silly to toll you that Whe opposite sido o LN EINE AE UT NT ART TE IR WEACT WEEK'S COMPLETE NOVEL OY THE EVENING | Te Ne By GUY OE F: 7 BOAO Sebo BILL WA IBRAARAI RISD Bel DGS sonere took ntawe of the com . t t euaras (> erapple There bad bee © party * tyrne'e Agwin, at a crucial nent, had Theriere’s revolver missed tire, and in Jinguat Hyrne discarded | ' back upon (he jong aword, with whle he was matob for nur ' atolerd tr the ground and through t body of one of the Jape who w pressing Hyrne too olosely Odda Were even now—they fought | three againat throw | | Norris ati clung to spear tt was by far the moat effective weapon adnate LOOK words of the Banu it he killed hy ' rusted to the assiatance of Harbara naw that riding from the iwiend yrnes foe Was preming him closely. ‘The white man bad 4 anor Againat (he auperior aworde- manship of the Samurai She aaw that the mucker Waa Crying to gat r the Japs guard and «et his hands upon bin, but it was evideat that the man was te wkilled a tee There eouid be by the short aword th nily were now and rus the river Nhe had never before croamed tt ex. jeept in Hyrne's arma, She found the | current swift and strong. It almoat | awopt her off her feet before ahe was in half-wa across, but ahe never for an instant thought of abandoning | hor effort After what seemed an eternity ahe | foundered out upon the matntand, Jand when she reached the top of the bank #he saw to her delight that Hyrne wan still on his feet, fehting Foster and Norris were pushing thelr |men back—they were in no danger, ' Quickly ahe ran toward Tyrne and amural, # wa wick amile a the brown face of the little arrior, and then she saw hia gleam | Ing sword twist Ina sudden feint, As | Hyrne lunged out awkwardly to parry | the expected blow It swerved and | came down upon hie head, She was an instant too late to save, }but Just in tim th mucker than the point of Oda Yort- moto's short sword, wielded by the fair hand of Barbara Hardin, plunged into his heart, vietim arbara Harding threw herself de Hyrne. App tinet. With a litt «irl put her lips. She co! id hear nothing. “Come back! Come back!" @he f watled. “Forgive ine for that cruel Jaugh, Oh, Billy, Billy, I love yout* and the daughter of old Anthony Harding, multi-millfonaire and scion of the American ariatoorncy, took the head of the Grand Avenue mucker In her arma and covered the white, bloody face with ktane In the midst of it Billy Byrne opened hin eyen. Khe waa ci was no escape, and, ax a mason flush until their pa met, This time she did not put hor hai upon his shoulders and push away. “I love you, Billy,” she sald aimpty. “Remember who and what T am, he cautioned, fearful leat thia great happiness should be stolen away from him bee moment “I love you, Buly.” ehe anewered, flor what you are.” ‘Forever? “Until death do us part!” And then Norris and Foster, having dospatched their man, came running up “Ia he badly burt, madam?” cried “i Norris. “TL. don't. know,” replied Miss Harding; “I'm just trying te help him up, € hi riously: ‘explalne effort to ao- count for her aris about Billy’s neck, Norris gave a otart of surprise at hearing bis name, Who are you?" he cried, “How do you know me?” and, as the girl turned her face toward him, “Miss Harding! Thank God, Miss Harding, you are eat “But where on earth did you come from?" asked Barbara. “Ia «a long story, Miss Harding,” replied the officer, “and the ending of it lw going to be pretty hard on you, You must try to bear up, though,” “You don't mean that father ts dead? she asked, @ look of terror to her ey that—we hope,” replied Nor- e hus been taken prisoner bj half-breod devia on’ the island. ubt tf they have killed him. We were going to his rescue when we ourselves were captured, He and Mr, Mallory Were taken three daya ago.” “Mallory! shouted Billy Byrne, who had entirely recovered from the blow. ‘The sword had twisted too far in the Jap's hand, and he had been struck by the back and not the edge. Tt bad stunned him for @ moment. ‘Is Mallory alive?" “He waa yesterday,” raped Nor- ris, “These fellows from whom you bravely rescued us told us that Thank God! Byrne, “What made you think he was dead?" inquired the officer, looking ause she had forgotten for the whispered Billy clowely at Byrne as though trying to place him, Another man miht have attempted de the question, but the new Milly Byrne waa no coward in any department of his amoral or physical st re, ‘use T thought that Thad killed him," he replied, "the day that we took the Lotus,” Capt Norris looked at the speaker fo undisguised horror. "You? he 1. "You were one He of those 4 cutthroats? You. the n that nearly killed poor Mr. Mal- ° Miss Harding, has he offered any Indiynit rashly, Capt. ‘But for him ind worse Some day 1 will tell you of his heroism and his chovalry. And don't forget, Captain, that ho has just suved you and Mr, / to avenge Searoely had the Samural's sword touched the ha shriek he collapsed, close to ar close to the man’s ht in the act. There suffused her face, Billy Byrne put his arma about her and drew her down Cl TERAMOND Th + (n company the rob for the Chagne da, ae your ¢ Fimena onal We got on by k through junk just north of Luson. he'd heard from the natives of tle, out-of-the-way teland near mora that a brigantine had wrecked there in the recent € and bis description of the vessel us to belleve that tt might be Clarinda, of Halfmoon al y, , but Anally they ut Anally tae until a few daye since, they had captures the natives and learned that you had all and were wandering In some the Island unknown to them, “Did you learn anything about Divine?” the girl aske i “He was--once—an old and valued friend.” “Divine?” questioned the offebr. “Oh, that must be the chap that shot hinaeit dni" ejnculated Barbara Harding that faintly “At leant, the survivors cl he did,” hastened the Captain, told such conflicting stories, t that the marines had decided. " courtmartial Blanco, the black when we left, “Then we aet out with a oot iy of marines to find you,” the C resumed. “Your father, Impationt pf io the seeming slowness of the off command, pushed ahead wyh Mr, Mallory, Mr. Foster, and myself and two of the men of the Lotus w had brought along with us. “Three days ago we wero attacked, nd your father and Mr. ken prisoners. The rest of us @s: and endeavored to make way back to the marines; but we be« ame confused and have been wan- dering almiessly about the island ever since until we were surprised the natives a few minutes ago. Bo’ seamen were killed in this leet Sa and Mr. Foster and myself prisoners. The rest you know.” Byrne was on his feet now. He found hin eword and revolver and Feplaced them tn his belt “You men stay here on the teland and tal are of Miss Harding,” ack the anid. “If I don't come or you can make your way fi Tt marines will find you sooner or coast and work around cove. Goodby, Mise Harding.” “Where are you going?” cried Sad bt t father—and Ms, “To get your fal tory.” Saldthe aiuckar, “+ Mas Ma CHAPTER XV. To the Rescue. , HROUGH the batance ef: | day and af during the night Billy Byrne einag MMe lonely wa Be tracing the familler etage See one ee bare Harding and bimeeif to the tle taland in the turbutent river, «+ Just before dawn he came te @s ofige of the clearing behind the @wall> ing of the late Oda Yorimote, Geme- whore within the atlent village Se was eure that the two prisoners fap, During the long march he thrashed over again and again that the success of his rash ventue would mean t him ReBgre rl him and the woman he loveé=—@he woman who hed just acknowle@ged that ehe loved him—these ewe exam were the most to de feared. Billy Byrne @i4 not for o mement boleve that Anthony would jouls with favor upon dhe Grane Ave- ve we And then there was Mallory! was eure that Barbara bed ove to her as from the grave, seemed Mttie doubt but that the Jove would be aroused ia the breast, The truth of the matter was Billy Byrne could not conceive of truth of the testimony of his cura, Even now he scarce dared eve that the wonderful Miss Hard- ing loved bim-—hia, the despised mucker, But the depth of the anan’s love for the girl and the genuineness of Bis new found character were proven be- yond question by the relentless sever- ity with which he put away every thought of himself and the conge- quences to him in the matter he had undertaken, “Por her @ake!" had become his n ln Bef 3 ne 4 For a moment he stood looking at the moon bathed village, listening for any sign of wakefulness or life; them, with all the stealth of an Indian and with the trained wariness of the thief that he had been, the mucker shank noiselessly across the clearing to the shadows of the nearest hut. He listened beneath the windew through whieh he and Barbara and ‘Thericre had made their escape @ few weeks before, There was no sound from within, Cautiously he raiged himself to the sill and a moment anes dropped into the inky darknesss of the interior, With roping hands h the room, It was unoccupied, Ti he passed to the door at the far en@j he opened it until a narrow e1 gave hin a view of the dimly Ii ed chamber beyond, Within all seemed asleep, (To Be Continued.) 4” a” felt about