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= Tarzan'’s Creator Writes a New Romance of the African Jungle wright, 1915, by Press Publishing Co, (New — Yorn evewing World) = BYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS, ron tich young Marylander, 52 a Boot Site atet 6 ae to hia fortune. Sort dames Rephew of the aid aian, comes froin New York to Big Marsan ynvatie, Wo" cate tha cate, No Ue found, "fayige fants that Virginia's t aren Fore not married, Their wedding certificate. bel tty, Wate Virginia's. moter writes to bet de former chum, beet Gordon, an Afrioat plorer, asxing iim to jrove her marriage, 'T! aches Garlon's am, Dick His father is Eick twodver to go-to Afton In ecareh ot ‘evidence Mrs, Beott needs, Taylor hires gun- to follow and kali Garde, Virginia also goes on & quest for evidence hee ieee ‘Bie fs sauttared hy ‘Taylor's en aren the life of « luge man-eating lion, Mion exhibits genuine gratitude for the act ot Virginia escapes, meets Gomion, warns and together they start back for ‘Taylor continues bis campaign of en- | Baity emminet the two, after thelr return to this CHAPTER IX (Continued) EHIND him a silent shadow moved along his trail, In long, undulating strides the great cat stalked its prey. Taylor had passed behind the cabins of the negroes, for several of the blacks still were sitting before their doorsteps strumming on their instru- ments or gossiping among them- @elves; but the lion had caught a €limpse of the quarry, and 80 no longer must follow by scent. He had geen Taylor vault the fence into the turnpike, and without increasing hie galt he moved sttaight toward him, His way led past the darkies, Thoy had been discussing the strange sound that had come from the big house, Broken and. muffled from having {ssued from the interlor of the house, Ben's single roar had come down to them, half drowned by the nearer noise of their banjoes, One had thought that it might have been the wail of a sick cow, another had at- tributed it to “Mar Jeffe'son Beott's ghos’.” “It soun’ to me like one a dem lines Ah done see at de cucus las’ fall,” ventured a tall, lanky black, ‘i wi!” exclaimed a woman, “Don’ yo talk no lines aroun’ heah er Ah caint sleep a wink to-night fer think- ’ "bout ‘em. ho, honey," exclaimed the first speaker. “Yo don’ need worry none "bout no lines whiles Ah'm ‘roun’, Ah eats ‘em alive, Ah does. Dey ain’ nulfin’ to be afeared of, Why, An ’ a white man go right In a cage wif ten of ‘em, an’ he takes a big whip an’ he lashes dem lines jes game 's if dey was mule: Jes laik "and the darkey seized his bango by the neck and struck out ferocious- jy at imaginary lions. winging around to chastise one di- redtly behind him, his eyes fell upon the huge head ang glittering eyes of Ben, just protruding from about the corner of the cabin a few paces away, For one brief, horrified instant the dlack man stood petrified with terror, His mouth flew agape, his eyes started from his head, and then, with blood curdiing shriek, he dove head foremost for the doorway of the cabin, The sudden cessation of his valiant Jinn taming had attracted the atten- stion of the others to the direction hia eyes had taken, They, too, saw Ben but an instant after their fellow had discovered him, Their screams mingled with his, as @ia4 their arms and legs and bodies ‘as the half dozen negroes jaunched “themselves simultaneously for the game small doorway. * Scrambling, clawing, screaming, firhting, they battled for the safety of the interior until they became so tightly wedged in the narrow aperture. that they could make no further progress. Ben, surprised into a sudden stop at the first sight of them, now ap- proached majestically, for his w ded by their threshold. He paused moment to sniff a y legs of the tangled mass. The diss ye of their fear-luden voices must have grated upon his nerves, for, with his mouth close to them, he gave vent to mighty roar, and then passed” The blacks, paralyzed. by terror, be- me rigid and silent as death; nor id they move again until long after he great beast had passed out of the road from Scottsville jurred the big Scott car, bearing ra, Scott and Virginia from the sta- lion to The Oaks. A quarter of a Te below the negroes’ quarters the came to a stop. the matter, Jackson?" feur, getting down from bis seat and Taising one side of the bonnet. For a moment he fuseed about between the engine and the control board, trying first the rier and then the horn, “Ab guess we-all blowed a fuse,” he announced presenuy, * “Have you others, or must we walk the rest of the way?" inquired Mra, Scott, "Oh, y smi, Ah got some right And he raised the cushion driver's soat and thrust his ) the box beneath, For @ » fumbled about im search 1 extra fuse plug, ho's that coming down the 1 Virginia. and .Je chauffeur both up. y saW a man, running mow, directly In the middle of the road and comiag in the direction of the Anachin n instant later another pfigure bounded | sight behind the man, Mechanically the chauffeur, while he watched the approaching man, fed sipped the new fuse plus Pinto pi. ce—the car wag ready to run egain, at sight of the Mon the black Jost lis head completely, ut- ered @ wld yoll of dismay and bolted the opposite side of the road, aulted the fence and disappeared, Pe Mrs. Scutt and her daughter sat as Fethoush turned to stone ag they atched the frantic efforty of the gman to outdistance the grim beast now rapidly closigg up on him. Directly in the full glare of the eadlights, not a dozen es from cur, the lion overtook his prey, ith a savage roar and a mighty yp ie sprang full upon Tay! back, hurling him to the ground, Virginia Scott gasped in dismay, the man's hand was a revolver, By Edgar Rice Burroughs: (Author of “Tarmn of the Apes," “The Cave Giri,” Bte.) WAAR AAMR: BRIA RAMAN RAR: MARA RRR NARARRG The Evening World D § ( ¢ and as ho fell he rotted upon his back and, placing the muszle against the the jammed weapon failed to » which was well, for it would have but inflamed the rage of the| maddened beast without Incapacitat- ine him, For an instant the lion stood over , his fallen enemy, He raised his head, glaring straight into the brilliant! lights of the automobile, Fascinated with the horror of it, the two women mM watched. They saw Taylor strug- gling futlilely now beneath the huge paw that rested upon his breast, The man's nerve was goue. He whimpered and screamed like a terrified puppy. "God!" whispered Virginia, “It's Beott. Her mother but shuddered and drew closer to her, Ageravated by the struggles and the noise of his prey, Ben lowered his head. His distended jaws were close to Taylor's face, his yellow eyes glared into the fear-mad orbs of the man, from his deep chest there rum- bled a thunderous roar, then his Jaws cloved like a huge steel trap, and Scott Taylor ceased to be. Mrs, Scott gave a short, involun- tary scream and buried her face in her hands. Attracted by the sound, the lion raised bis dripping jaws and again eyed the glaring lights. He- yond them he could see nothing; but from beyond them had come the sound of a human cry. Virginia watched the beast intent- ly. Should she and her mother leave the machine and attempt to escape, or were they safer where they were? The lion could easil; track them should he care to do r4 after they had left the car, On the other hand, the strange and unusual vehicle might be sufficient safeguard in itself to keep off a nervous jungle beast. While she was pondering these questions Ben continued to gaze steadily toward them. Finally be lowered his head to his prey once more, sniffed at it a moment, then seized the body by the shoulder and dragged it a few paces to one side of the road. Here the Hon was out of the direct glare of the headlights. Again he looked toward the car, 4 he could see it. He cocked his head upon one side and rumbied in his throat. He did not Iike the looks of this strange thing. What was It? He would investigate. Abandoning Taylor's body, he paced slowly forward toward the Mre. Scott shrank closer to Virgini too terrified by this time to scream. The girl kept her wits, but still was at a loas as to what move to make or as to whether she could make any that would be better than remaining rigidly quiet under the lion's investi- gation, ‘The heast was beside the car now. Lelsurely he placed a forepaw on the running board and raised himaelf until his giamt head topped the side of the tonneau, Sldwly he intruded his wrinkled muzzle until his nose brushed Virginia's skirt, Mrs, Seott could bear the strain no longer, With a low moan she fainted. Now there was no escapo for Virginia. ‘The girl steeled herself to meet the end bravely. The great cat war sniffing at her skirt and growling hideously, CHAPTER X. ITH the old musket fn his hands Richard Gordon ran rapidly toward the negroes’ quarters, from whence he had heard the lion's roar, Here he found the terrified blacks still fast in the doorway, making no move to extricate themselves. He shouted to them, asking which way the lion had gone, Hearing a white man's voice, the pile disentangled itself and presently one was suffi- ciently recovered from his terror to inform Gordon that they did not know which way the lion had gone, for the simple reason that, all having their eyes shut, they had not known Y that he had departed at all until they had heard Gordon's voice. But from the window of an adjoin- ing cabin a frightened, nightcapped head was thrust timorously, and a trembling voice issuing from shaking lips vouchsafed the Information that their ower had seen the lon leap the fence iuto the turnpike and disap- pear In (he direction of town, Without waiting to listen to the harrowing details which now broke from 4 half dozen pairs of lips, Gor- don ran to the fence, vaulted !t and started down the road at a rapid trot, He had gone but a@ short distance when the lion’s roar again sounded, this time straight abead and at no great distance, The man, bent solely on overtaking Taylor and wresting the manila en- velope from him, went warily now that he might avoid tho lion, for he was too experienced a big game hunt- er to place any reliance on the archafe weapon he carried. It would do to bring Taylor to a stand, butfor though in the day of its prime men had hunted the King of beasts with {tx counte had returned to narrate thelr ex- ploits, A turn in the road revealed tho headlights of an automobile and se Gordon to wondering. A little closer and he saw a crum crept to the shadow of th bright, the shadows dense, He moved cautiously forward. The thing by the roadside Was the body af a man, It must be Taylor's, But where was the lon? Then he saw him, standing with his forefeet upon the running board of the machine and his head thrust inaide tn It sounded like @ man ery- ing. Who ts that?” whispered the young w Yorker, "Oh, Lawd!" exclaimed voice from beyond the foliage. “Is dat you, Mistah Go'don? Has de line aten ‘em all up?" recognizing the voice of the Scott chauffeur, s' Scott and Miss 'Ginia—deyse in de cah, an’ he's eaten of ‘em up." With a ory that was half curse and v zine, {Tough Luck! # «9 erty. Sts Ine Hi MAN-EATER { breast, pulled the trigger; but , | the own; laughed back, and then, told them of his. p with the animal, )Yerk Zoa~1 half moan Dick Gordon sprang to his down on the accelerator, let in the feet and without further attempt at clutch and the car shot forward. ealth bounded toward the automo- As he rait he shouted aloud io lion’s attention, beast withdrew tonneau and eyed the intruder don halted a dozen paces from him, Stull calling aloud in the hope of in- former friend of the jungle and the He could not be aure, the magnificent proportions massive head were the sar #0 he could scarce hope that the say- ngs beast, maddened by human blood and by all through during the brief interval since it had ntered the Scott hi rity former friendiin The man had held his musket 4 for @ moment or shoulder, and the tion of disgust, would pit all again t the lion was Ben, with an exclama- Ss 0) ‘ till the lion seamed in doubt. tossed it aide. which he easily could reach in a single paid no attention now to Gordon, and the latter, fearing that t might spring upon the pass- burned sbis bridges behind nd did the one thing that oc- divert the brute’s and so, shout- ran straieht for which it had erin beast. hind him the Hon saw ching rapidly. would recall and come toward en the Hon turned to face ordon, seging that, the repaws to the and turned about to face the moments that he had atehed the animal he had become olf convinced that the lion was his of Virginia and her mother from thos n, halted in his tra Are you unhurt she replied. touched ua yet; i Dick, be careful ‘or he'll get you as ho did Scott.” She had never used his | frat name before, and even now !n the midst of danger death—his heart leaped in glad re- sponse to the love and solicitude in med hours to facing each man the two at . It was the lion who ¥ advanced slowly and ‘The moonlight flooded him. eyes dropped searching for Why Your Clothes Are Not Becoming By Andre Dupont. Copyright, 1015, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York bvening World), Dressing the Hair to Suit the Frock. ly dressed your to the great forearms, the jagged sear in the face of him some faint ere, plain in the moonlight, was the n you drive? he cried. {mark that told him that the nan drive,” she repited t simultaneously with his dis- mo a loud hail from the tleid po lon halted at both he and Gordan syes In the direction of below the road, is you can, but, for the love of nm, et out of here.” ID you ever stop to think that if you want to be becomin hair must be arranged to suit the frock you aré wea ‘A too elaborate colffure not only looks out of place with a plain gown, but the combination spoils the Bi of either one, ‘There are frocks that require simple hairdressing and others that need the most modish of colffures adorned with whatever fancy of Dame Fashion sults the It all depends upon the frock and on the occasion upon which It is to be worn, At present the woman who wanta to be lishly and becomingly coiffed o adopt almost any style she prefers, provid- ed it Is not too voluminous, And though a ein millinery fashions ofte tates a change In hatrdreasing th The new vogue for high crowned hats simply confi plished preference for o' varied only by an odd twist here or # amart @ the futile old relic of Revo- days to his shoulder, ‘The girl, reallzing that her mother's in her hands and could help Gordon, ola the driver's seat and started the whir of the starter Ben wheeled about with a loud snarl, but in the instant the girl drew the speed lever hack into low, pr Africa's U. S. A. HIS year has marked the fifth birthday of the Dark Conti- nent's “U. 8, A."—the Union of was tn 1910 that the four British colonies in South Af- rica—Cape Colony, vaal and Orang formed into a great feders the British circus owner and two Stand where you are “That beast is a devil,’ Don't move and we can get him before he 4 thelr guns and took alm at the ndid statue standing rigid in the Brushes You Need NE of the most essential things housekeenlag| comfortable tose colffures: or brush and the atov handled brush broom, Wu] brushes for Natal, the Trans- ne With morning dress or a sult the hair can bo dressed either high or low ag ts becoming. the parted style, with the hatr di rin the mid} rawn back softly into a wide knot ‘at the back of the head, or the hair is part at the aide and one aide of it Provided this ts 1igar), this mode of hair features and giv women atti! brush can be had at| ¢ ik centa, A good brush broom Is with white bristies The formation the lion it Was scarce adequate, tine union was a triumph of stat manship, for tt marked the final step jin granting A SIMPLE FOR EVENIN: t—and some of them measure of ndence and self-government to d's late enemies, the is brought down over the forehead in a soft wide scallop, not exaggerated (when it | 1s becoming to many faces, ag it softs hair in front of the hat that m It takes a face with very goo the hair brush minority the in the history ring World have the wounds terrible conflict so 1 something ly- | bloody and ing at the side of the road, Gordon} 4 bushes that | bned the fence, The moon was ishes #0 constr ind a well-shaped brow to wear ni coiffure ts always moat url or two 4s left in front of tach fect is very lovely. coming when the hair is wavy and a lit! car to soften the outline. For the high coiffure the French + the very newest variation of this type the ends of the hatr, instead of being | tueked in, are waved and slipped under side that is turned back when the hair is parted It 1s only when colffures obviously in the daytime that they are unsuitable ment of the hair that shows a braid around the crown of the h ft small cluster of enrla at the exact toy some frock, but entirely out of place with a plain blouse and a simple tallor Yet L have often seen it so worn Another unsuitable atyle of hairdressing Is the use of ornaments In the Nothing but the very simplest of bands ts suited to eur these only at card parties or elaborate doy a wide variety of hair adornments, They can be of velvet, satin, tulle, » over the forehead nearly down to 1!) Our illustration #) now fighting banner of their late enemy, allegiance is all the more remarkable when it Is considered t thelr struggle with eo had at 66 cen felt brooms i is the preferred a t the Boers nthe: Sratarses pompadour or While a few of the irreconell- signed for evening dres Tako, for instance they quickly the masses of th discovered that Boers were loy: ingurrection was A sucden whimpering | from the opposite side of the bushes! vuched attracted Gordon's | ad enetreling This coiffure is lovely with a hand and states- Promier of the Union since its inception, The feeling of the black population of South Af- rica was manifested by the anti-Ger- man riots In Cape Town and Johan- nesburg following the sinking of the who has heen time festivities, This season ¢ ur they can be pu of the simplest of ti n whom?" cried Gordon, half 1 As a result of the Union's pation In the pr Botha and other South is said, confider add largely to the area, prestige of their country, hair a Httle way. made of a twist of tinsel-shot luster of roxebude, nt world war Wider bani For older wom clusters qf Ups or aigrettes of velvet sioboa oy tulle, lusters of Jewelled augrettos, | work mor wejle at 10 cents, Saturday, November 20. 1915 PLETE TLE SE a Sa 17 Ut has been said that Mr, Richard Gordon was a creature of impulse, |tlor did his next act belle his reputa- tion, ‘Twice Ben, King of Beasts, had spared his life, T {oaptnred and punished the scoundrel who we the timely appearance of the lion, The man that Richard Gordon could not, in honor, Ignore, night he had Id have killed Gordon but for debt to the beast was dng With. a cry of “Don't shoot!” he leaped toward the Won, placing him- seit between the animal and the rifles, He w touch the tawnhey shoulder, Ben lows ered his head and anift clothing. A little whine Jeavage lips, Gordon put forth his | hand and jad it on the shaggy mane And the [fon pressed close against his 0 close that he could Gordon's seaped the te, rubbing bis head along tho an's leg. The astonished owner and keepers lowered their rifles and approached © trifle nearer, though still keeping at a safe distance. “For the love @& Mike,” exclaimed one of them, “WhRaddya know about thi “Who in the name of Phineas T, Barnum are you, anyway “I'm a ‘friend of Ren acquaintance “Want to sell him?’ he asked finally. “Ho's a very valuable animal,” com. meneed the owner, shrewdly, sensing a profitable deal, but Gordon Inter- rupted him. “AM right, he aid. “1 Junt tet him go and you can come and get your valuable animal. ‘The owner laughed. “You got me, I tno | guows," he aid, “What'll you give | tor him? “Just what. you pald for him, plus transportation charges to the’ New n golng to present bith “Tra a go,” sald the owner, “We couldn't never take him ative without * commanded Gordon, “I'l put them on him and then we'll lead him up the road to the home of a friend of mine until you can get his cage over hero.” Without difculty he adjusted two ropes about Ben's heck, tossed an end of each to a keeper, patted the Hon on the head and turned his attention to the body of Taylor lying beslde the road. His first thought was of the manila envelope and this ho quickly found and transferred to his own pocket. Then he sought for signs of life, but @ careful examination re- vealed tho fact that Taylor was dead, “Come along,” he said, and taking his place at Ben's shoulder he led the way up the road to the Scott lawn At sight of the lon entering the grounds the servants who were gathered about the veranda steps fled to the Iinterlor of the house, leaving Mra, Scott and Virginia alone. Tho girl saw with relief that Gordon was unharmed and that the lion had been secured, and running he steps she hastened forwardd t the young man. ing both hands In hers he »ped forward from the lion, she 4 to thank him, but her voteo choked and the worda would not come. He pressed her hands tightly in his and led her onto the veranda, where Mra. Scott awnited them. “At Inst’) he aaid, and handed her the manila envelope, She took it in nervous fingers and as she thanked him for all that ha had risked and dono for her and hers she mechant- cally tore the wrapper opea. In tho Drilllant moonlight even fine print might easily have been read, and as she withdrew the contents of the envelope she gave a little exclamation of, surprise as her oyos fell upon the of papers within. Why, ‘whut are those?” sha ex- claimed, running quickly through nh. ordon and Virginia stepped to her is go Into the Ibrary,” said 1 do not find the mar- e here,” ther the three stepped into the house. Outside the k rs, each having taken a turn about a tree with his rope, waited the return of the owner, who had: gone back to the ck’ for a team of horses and a wheeled cage for Hen, ‘The lion, ner don, had left him, Inside, Virginia, Mrs, Seott and rdon leaned over the long iHbrary table, upon which were spread the ents of the manila enve un the strong light of a reading lamp. Carefully Gordon examined each paper Why the stock certificates of considernt us," he sald. “There iy no marriage certificate here, But our quest Was not entirely in vain These certificates, probably of no great value when they were purchased a years ago, now represent a fortune: l'riere are several industrials alone n there must be thelthat are worth to-day a hundred times y must have sold for when wsiied are in your «name, Mee ‘ b art what rtiflcate,” responded Wha shave becdme of it? f so wanted ' » unjust accusation of ( 1k his head | nyetery,” le eald, “T Wr ry art ained 5 x} arth t wins ther ad t i thore ! W y that s, Soott, with a w it is just a entiment, - suppose, for whether Vir t ttlowed the property of her ar hot she will be Indep y in possession ! cry resounded It came from the n, and as the they beheld ‘The Days When “PR Our Country Are Stirringly N THE WORLD When Liberty Was Born BY ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE> Washington Scott, ashy blue from fright, rush trembling into the libraty from the music room, “Oh, Lordy, Miss Ruth!" he cried, “Dey's a daid man in de music room— wif hia face all chawed off'n him, On, Lordy! Oh, Lordy!" Gordon stepped quickly to the door of the music room, and there on the floor, revealed by the light from ie Mbrary lamp that filtered into’ ti room, lay a aight that caused him to turn and warn back Virginia, whe waa following close upon his heels, “Ben has been here ahead of ua,” he explained. “This must be one of Taylor's companions—Kelly probably, though his face is not recognizable now, Washington,” he continued, turning to the shaking black, “bring me a sheet—I'll cover this—and then you might telephone to town for the Coroner and an undertaker.” When Washington had fulfilled his missions he clung closely about the family, evidently terrified at the thought of going to.other parts of the house for fear he ufight stumble upoo others of Len's victims, “Let's co upstaira and see where he broke down the doot of your room, Dick,” suggested Virginia, and to- gether, Washington bringing up the rear, they all fled up the staitway, door filled the two zement, so comple had been its destruction, and then Washington, wishing to share some of the glory of the adventure, called their attention to his hiding place. “Ah done broke through de bot- tom,” he giggled nervously, Virginia, taking a lamp from tha old servant's hand, peered into the cupboard. ¥, there's quite an opening be- neath this,” she remarked, and re- flecting the lamp's rays downward with her palm she looked into the black hole beneath the splintered flooring, - A moment later she had thrust her hand and arm deep into the aperture, and when she withdrew she held a shiny, black box, at do you suppose this ts doing hore she anked, “It must have been aisecret hiding place of your grandfather's for valu- ables,” suggested her mother. “Let's have a look at the contents then," cried the girl, but the box would not open to her effort She handed it to Gordon. “See if you ean open it,” she sald, Gotdon examined it for a moment. “Its locked—we'll have to pry it open,” he said, “Get a screwdriver, please, Washington, and we'll go down to ibrar; and investigate Mins Virgint By the time Washington had lo- cated a screwdriver the others had gathered once more about the library table, the little black box the centre of attraction,“ With the tool Gordon quickly pried the lid open, disclosing @ number of papers within. These he handed immediately to Mra. Scott, who ran thr th them quickly, "Why, here’ your grandfather's missing will, Virginia,” she cried, handing a legal appearing document to the girl. nough,” exclaimed the lat- cing through it, “And it fe ju Judge Sperry sald, he has lett everything to me, with the exception of the income from certain property which 1s to be yours, mother, during the balance of your life.” “What is In that manila envelope?” asked Gordon. “It bears a startlin resemblance to one that I carri from Central Africa to Central Vir- ginia.” Virginia picked up the envelope in question and oper it. Her volce rounded into a little oh! of delighted surprise. “Why, mother!” she cried. “Here it is right here. Here it has been all the time, right under our noses, and we never knew it and sent Dick al- most to his death looking for it in Af- rica,” and she handed the muyeb sought for and elusive marriage cer- tiflcate to her mother, A hand long dead had placed it Ip that envelope, and in the hurry of Robert Gordon's doparture from the Mission had mistaken the manila en- velope containigg it for another iden- tieally Ike It whieh held the valuabie stock cortificates that the Rev. San, amon Morton had wished to send to hs won-In-law's father for aafe-kpep- ing. + “My mission leas, howev om ‘as not entirely frult- remarked Gordon, ing into Virginia‘s eyes, ndeed it Was not,” cried Mra, Scott, not catching the double mean- Ing of his words, “Had it not bean for you Ben would have died in the pit the natives dug for him. Wash- ington would not have had to clam- ber into the cupboard to escape him, and the secret of the false bottom and the little box might have gone undiscovered for generations, In reality it is to you we owe the finding of the stock certificates, the vill and the marriage certifica’ and, candidly, I am most interested in the mai @ certificate; but then I am @ sentimental old woman,” and sho laughed gayty. “1 too am interested in @ marriage cortitic " remarked Gordo and n he looked into Virginia's eyes, again she looked away. few minutes later the young ) strolled out onto the lawn to- to have @ look at Ben, The st lion whined a delighted weloome s he caught sight of Gordon, The girl ho permitted to approach bim, too nassive head the two rs twined in the black mane, Acrons the savage head thelr eves met, and held i Mr. Richard Gor- Keepers were drowaing at thelr posts Virginia cast a quick glance In their ction. Neither was looking, She ved forward toward the man, and their lips met ab the flerce and loyal head of Ben, King of Beasts And if you do not b © this story, jus: eo to the Zoo the next time you New York, and look for 4 great, na a sear upon EPARLDNESS” Saved eseribed in When Liberty Was Born By Albert Payson Terhune This will be next week's complete novel in The Evening World, It 5 a romance of love and patriotism that every true American should read, H] i