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FORLORN ISLAND By Edison Marshall Copyright by Kdtson Marshall WNU Bervlce SYNOPSIS Wl,th his yacht, the Intrepid, aban doned by Its crow, Felix Horton, mil lionaire, with his motli?*r, his daugh ter Nan, and Roy Stuart, puts into Squaw Harbor, Alaska, to recruit. He engages a bunch of nondescripts ?tranded there. A gigantic Pole, San domar, is their leader. Captain Way mire, the Intrepid's skipper, la an old friend of Erlo Ericsson, unemployed sailor, and Erlo engagea to sail as chief officer. Nan and Eric indulge in a moonlight flirtation, which brings them both to the threshold of love. The Intrepid is wrecked. Eric takes command of a small boat, with Hor ton and his party. Unable to help, they watch Sandomar kill Cap tain Waymlre and leave the ship with his crowd. ? On landing, they learn there Is no communication with the outside world. Flreheart, prleatosB of the Island, descended from a white man In the remote past, knowing a little English, welcomes the cast aways. Sandomar declares there shall be no law on the Island, but Eric, having tho only gun, cows him fo' the time, declaring he Is the law. He lays out work for all. Eric's love for Nan swells, and he tells her he means to win her for his mate. She Is not unwilling. Flreheart claims Eric as her own, and realizing the importance of her friendship he Is forced to tem porize. Defending himself from at tack, Erin's revolver appnrently mis fires. Sandomar, deaf, does not hear the trigger fall, nor roallzo Eric's de fenselessness. He turns away and Oarge follows him. ICrlc finds the re volver, which had been Waymire's, Is rlm-flro, while five of Its bIx cartridges are center-flre. Eric has one effective cartridge. CHAPTER VI ? Continued ?10? "It's too enrly to turn In," she snld Aloud. Then, In low tones to Eric: "We're nil ready, I want to stay here with you nnd Wilcox till the last min ute. I couldn't benr to have you go through It ? alone." "I'll never forget It. Nan. I was starting to break, hut you've given ine fresh heart. By G? d, I can face 'em now !" "Dad's watching everything, about fifty steps off. He's going to come In at tho first sign of trouble. And don't worry about me, Eric. I've given you my promise, and I'll keep it. As soon as I see there's no hope for you, I'll sprint for the boat." "Good girl ! I think that's better than trying to leave now. Sandomar might get It Into his head to follow you? and anything might happen In the darkness." He drew a long breath. "Nan, are you all right?" "Ripping." But the glitter In her eyes and the crimson flower In each pale cheek belied her words. "I'm not going to wait any more. I think they've got some game, and I mean to beat 'em to it. If I show them I'm not afraid of them, maybe they'll back down." Nan steeled her suffocating heart and leveled her gaze to his. '.'I don't believe they can stop you. . . , Now let drive." Erie stepped full Into, the firelight. "Garge, " he called clearly. There waB a brief silence. The gang, massed around Sandomar, froze In their tracks. "I'm 'ere," the little cockney answered at last. "The fire's getting low. You and Sandomar rustle some driftwood." The gang stared long at Eric, to see If his gaze would fall. It only grew sharper, so one by one they turned expectant eyes to his adversary. It was Garge who had brought the tale of the defective revolver: here was h' direct^ and unmistakable challenge for him to prove his story. No doubt Eric was bluffing, but It was a bold bluff, nnd these bold men gnve him credit. Sandomnr grunted a question ; Cargo waggled an answer. Hut Eric's voice cracked through the silence, cutting the parley short. "You heard me, Garge? Get some driftwood and be quick about It." The little cockney steeled his soul and stepped forward. "We ain't go ing to 'eed your orders no more." It was nil or nothing, now. The mr*? held their breaths. "Ixjok here, Oarge." Eric spoke slowly and clearly. "I haven't forgot ten what you and your pal tried this afternoon, and I'm Just hoping for a chance to pay you back. I give you ?nd Sandomar one half minute to obey my command." "What you going to do If we don't?" "I'm going to put a hole through you. And your hnlf minute Is going by mighty fast." "That gun of yours won't shoot I" Clarge's voice rose shrill. The straits were now desperate. "We'll see whether It will or not." Krlc drew the revolver, nnd pointed the barrel straight Into the air. "Are you going?" Krlc wns no longer cool. Ills eyes were blazing, his voice hoarse, his posture ten Re and threatening. Garge's face began to turn gray and weazen *?p. It might he that he was break ing. . . . But suddenly, from no visible cause, the whole aspect of the scene changed. Nan's narrowed luminous eyes saw the difference even before Eric's, and her sharp, sane fears swelled into ?age monstrous shapes of terror. Somehow, Krlc no longer held the up per hand, Garge'i pale Hps drew Into a hideous lear; Sandomar's hands clenched and quivered; the men crouched ready to charge, Kvents were whirling toward an undreamed climax. Some blajjk plot had pros pered ? a thunderbolt was about to toll.,,... , "Betide you Pk It was Nan's voice, wild and shrill. "Look beside you 1" ' The fire was to Eric's left, so he whirled to the right. Through the dark wnll into the red circle leaped a white wolf In human guise. It was Swede, his tawny hair erect, his eyes no longer pale but red as garnets. In his powerful arms he swung a weapon primal as this scent?, a native fllnt-ax. Thqre was no more time for cool* headed calculations. Eric's lifted fore arm whipped down until there was one steel-blue line between his eyes and Swede's. And the Inst relic of the Iron age did not fall. Swede had aimed too high. As the revolver winked In the firelight and spurted gay red flame, he was checked In mld-alr, and appeared to strike not at Eric's head but ut his feet. With a queer awkwardness, almost comic, his legs shot out behind him and he fell flat, his arms spread wide. At the back of his head the pale hair turned slowly red. Just as tnough his magazine was still charged with sudden death, Eric swept the empty weapon before him until Its black eye seemed to look straight into the staring eyes of every foe. "Who wants It next?" Krlc asked, bitterly. His lip curled up, In hatred and scorn. "There's seven of you left ? why don't you try something?" Then, "Beside Youl" It Was Nan's Voice, Wild and Shrill. "Look Beside You!" as their fnees turned one by one to yellow tallow: "How about you, Garge? Didn't you say you were through obey ing my orders?" Garge opened his little squirrel mouth to speak, but he had already talked too much. With a deep, ani mal grunt, Sandomar slowly stretched out a long arm and raked his half open hand across the quivering Hps. It was a sullen, sulky blow, like that a she-ape might give a comrade that had led her Into brambles, and ap parently had no power behind It, yet Garge was knocked head over heels Into the sand. Without a glance at his fallen pal, Sandomar picked up the end of a ten foot pole he had brought from the beach and had laid under the bluff out of sight. For what purpose he had saved It Eric could only guess; i-.ny way It had failed. I. umbering up, grunting, the ungainly creature throw his burden on the (Ire. The shower of Bparks showed Eric standing tall and grave, his weapon lowered to his side, white flame on his face. Nan waited behind hlni, her hands clasped over her breast. Hut Swede, who bad not known the Law, did not raise his head, even when the reviving fire crackled cheerily In his ears and cast Its growing radiance Into his open eyes. Hefore Eric slept, he saw that the oars were back in place and all signs of the abortive run-nway removed. Ills victory was not so easy, his future so secure, that he dared ignore one safeguard. Nan stood haggnrd and trembling at her turf-house door. "Eric, I couldn't live through another such night. I'd sooner die!" "You've got to fight on," Eric took her hnnd in both his own. "We alj, need you, Nan. I couldn't have won without you, tonight ; It wns your warning that saved my life. . . . Hut maybe there won't he any more such nights, for a long time." "They know you still have five cartridges, don't they? Five? between us and the place where Swede's gone. . . . Anyway, I'll fight on. You can count me In to the last." As Eric neared his sleeping-hut, what seemed to be a pale shadow de tached Itself from the grassy wall and came stealing townrd him. "White Chief." It was Fireheart, who sfood with outstretched hands. Eric fook them, but his own were cold. "It Is late. You should be asleep." "I wait for you." Her tone was gut tural, yet It had n lilt. "I know you catch'm love now." "I don't understand." "When Fireheart loave fire while ago, she no go sleep. She lay, think, roll over, get afraid. Think maybe other white men kill you. Hy'm'by she hear big noise. She get up; go see. You gone, white girl gone, everybody gone but Swede. He lay by fire, no go any more, no come make lovo to Fireheart no more. You fix him." "But 1 didn't do It because of you, Fireheart. I killed him because I hnd to? -because he attacked me." There was a long, dreary pause. At laat the girt threw back her head. "Maybe you catch love for white girl, yes?** She nodded many time* "Her skin she no much whiter than Fire heart's, and 8he nyt know how sew skins, trap .birds. b$t she heap pretty and maybe White (Chief want her/' The girl's tone harshened. "FIreheart she love hard-like north wind. But* ?he no-love like boorga, like big gale." But the white girl Is your friend. You would not try to make trouble ror her." "I wait, I see. If you catch lore for her, she no my friend. If I no get you no girl get you. Maybe I kill her.' Maybe 1 have hunters kill you, too. I am FIreheart. priestess of Lost peo ple." - T1,e A,eut S'rl grunted and trudged away Eric lingered In the chill dark sick of henrt, baffled, the pilot-star he followed fading on his sight. Yet ull was not lost. His last cartridge had not been spent In vain. Early In the morning Gnrge came to Eric's hut su ing for peace. "Me and Sandy made a mistake yesterday, and we 'urnblv Iho urn t0 V* bygon?8 be bygones," the little cockney said. "We ain't go ing to make you no more trouble, sir ,)e 8?es -vou 'olJ the upper 'and, nnd though we don't much like It, Ave 'ave made up our minds to stand It." Krlc did not smile, even a grim hint of a smile when he remembered the empty revolver In his pocket. "That's good sense. Otherwise there'll be more lives thrown away. You and Sando mar will he treated Just like the oth ers." "Aye. aye, sir! Now, sir. I'd like to make a 'umhle plea." Garge's tone grew confidential. "It may seem queer coming from me, but I'm making It for Sandy's sake, to keep Mm out of trouble." hric could not imagine what was coming. "Go ahead." "Can't the two young Indies 'urrv up and settle down with the men of their choice? They both 'as their pref. erence. no doubt, and it wouldn't be no 'ardship: You see. sir, as long as they're running around free, Sandv won't put 'em out of Ms mind, and make Msself comfortable with one of the squaws. 'E\s like a hull seal, 'e Is and sometime I'm afeared he'll lose 'Is 'end and get Msself shot. I don't want nothin' to "appen to Sandy." There was sober truth, here. Eric promised to give the matter his atten tion. "But it probably can't be done at once, and in the meantime you'd better keep your eye on Sandomar." he warned. "He's made too much trouble already. If he so much as touches either of the girls, he's going to Join Swede very quickly." This warning echoed solemnly in Garge's mind during n brief, grim ceremony following the morning meal. Native and alien gathered on the beach, forming a half-circle about a still figure wrapped In a sea-lion skin ? c stood before them and gravely read a chapter from .Mother Morton's Bible. After the brief service, Eric called his friends to Horton's bnrabara for counsel. Not once did he hint that his weapon was empty? he managed f u lmr>re88'on that ho had so lidifled his position? but he urged the utmost cautjon In all dealings with the Aleuts, and repeated part of his talk with Garge. I here's not the slightest doubt that even lawless men like Sandomar take less Interest in a woman with a mate," Eric said. "Ah Garge put it, there are not enough wives to go 'round, and ?n eligible girl is a constant source of trouble. As far as I know, Nan Is not engaged to any one, but Marie and Wilcox seem to have hit It off and if she'll marry him, here on the island. It will be better for every one." The two lovers agreed to tie the knot. As the sun set In the dreary west ern sea, the bridal procession started for the chapel. FIreheart led, her dark face transfigured, almost beautiful with some half-heathen exaltation, the flaming pride of what she deemed her divine ordination. Marie followed In ship's clothes; In attendance came Nan. wearing the blue dinner dress hoarded from the wreck, her dusky skin glowing, her pointed eyes alight. Behind these trailed the remainder of the Island populace: hunters, squaws and children, Eric nnd his friends Sandomar and his wolves, a stranee parade. In the dusky chapel, beside tho tar nished gold candlestick and the single silver Ikon, Marie nnd Wilcox knelt FIreheart began to chnnt In some alien tongue of which neither she nor any one here understood the least word. Hoy guessed at once that she was ro citing the Russian wedding ceremony as passed down by word of mouth from a bearded zealot of Vladivostok, marooned here nearly two hundred centuries before, hut that It was magic of first water the priestess herself never questioned. Finally she Joined their hands prayed for them with n zeal that hurled Eric's heart Into his throat kissed them both, and bnde them rise.' In the silence, Mother Horton be gan what the Aleuts thought must bo the sacred hymn of the palefaces. Her thin voice wnvered at first, v but gath ered power as her trlbespeople Joined n ono by one, singing ns though their hearts would break. No doubt it wa? high magic. All tho enstaways wero now swelling tho chorus save the man called Itoy who was smiling tolerantly, and San domar who saw their lips moving but could not understand. The Aleuts wished that they. too. could learn such big medicine, to make at their oWn weddings when .the visitors had de parted across the haunted sea: Should Atild AequAtntnnc* ho forjjot And n*v?r brought to mind? ' Wa'II nnd a oup of klnrlnANM y* t, tf>r <lAya Of Atil<1 Inn* nyn*> (TO nic ooNTiNruirn > Chic Hairdress a Necessary Luxury By CHERIE NICHOLAS AS YOUN<M.OOKIN<?. ns stnnrt looking, as good- look inn us your "permanent" is a beauty secret which Is no longer a beauty secret, for we are ail discovering for ourselves Ih>w greatly are nnr charms enhanced via a perfect hainlress. You are expected to put yourself In the hands of heauty specialists these days who study your features with a view to Hiving yon a luiirdress which I will make you good -looking even if you are homely. They can do It. too! I Perhaps you have heard about the new machineless permanent wave. It is proving nothing less than a sen satlon in the realm of heauty culture. It Is so simply and comfortably done as to be almost unbelievable. A clean odorless vapor takes the place of elec tric current. The entire procedure Is that simple one can yictually walk around or play , the piano while get ting one's permanent wave. As to this matter of playing up to Individual type In dressing the hair we feel that the Illustrations here with are particularly well-chosen to demonstrate that point. What a dif ference! These lovely, flattering, de llghtsomely comfortable coiffures as compared to the burdensome hairpin | laden lonx tresses of yore. Nowadays Instead of scraggly necklines and un sightly "scolding locks." law and or der and beauty prevail. Then, too. If your particular type of beauty calls, perhaps, tor a little soft curl here and there to lessen the suggestion of over high cheekbones or, mayhap, a clever exposure of a well-shaped earlobe might "turn the trick" ? whatever the accent required the trained hair dresser Is alert to the fact which is happily assuring as to this matter of playing up. one's own Individuality, j If you are very, very young and ! without a furrow on your tirow the hrushed-back-from-t he- forehead hair dress arid "hob" shown In two views at the top of this group ts for you. Note the fetching softly curled lock over the temple. .lust to convince you that older women are in on all the beatify se crots and that they are not forgotten in the scheme of things, we have in eluded In this galaxy of attractive femininity a charming white-haired lady. Hers Is a most gracious and inspiring example of the artistry with which one's halrdress may be suited to type. Can't you Just fancy to your self what a lot of compliments she will be receiving as to her lovely wave, when she presides at the next meeting of the woman's club? We would especially call your at tention to the lovely feather-blown wave which Is pictured to the right center. Do not geft fenther-blown con fused with windblown, for they are different. The type shown glories In soft wisps of hair which flutter ca ressingly yet orderly about the fea tures In a manner flattering to most women. The call df the hour Is for masses of ringlets at the nape of the neck. This reigning vogue is aptly Illus trated (two views) In the model be low. And now Just a word or two more of this beauty discourse ? some one has said of the French woman that when she leaves her boudoir she is "finished." So surq Is she of herself and her appearance that she finds no need to resort to a lipstick or powder puff In public. We thought that pos slbly there might be somewhat of n ' moral to be gleaned from this mos I sage for some few of us. (p). 1933. WpHtorn Ncwupnpor Union. NEW-LENGTH CAPE l?T (.'II Kill K NICHOLAS Till* lovely rtlmple enaemhle. wh It'll might we!1 l?o called a Purls cla*nlc, comog from the atelier of I.anvln. Itn simplicity I* ltd charm. There In a note of embellishment In the aoft bow of wide metal rlhhon which tlea on one ahouldet. A handaome dark vel vet cape contracts the exquisite pnstel tone of the frock. Velwt capes of thin new length are In hlp.h favor with the smart I'nrlslenne. blscrlmlnatlnx women tnke particular delight In choosing them with a view to provid ing a perfect color accenJ to their con turned NEWEST NECKLINE DIAMOND SHAPED i If you don't want to appear (load | on the vine ? the fashion vine, that Is? j you'd better stnrt making your neck I lino go diamond shaped. We nil can wear diamonds of this kind even If i we can't claim any set In platinum, and the trick Is very simple, after you know how. Schlapnrolll's most potent example of this mode Is done with curled clre feathers set In a row. pointing down the. hack, points over the shoulders and pointed In the front where It meets. Another way of convincing the pub lie that you are "on the team" ? fash lonahly speaking ? Is not to forget to attach "Angel Wings" to your best coat or Jacket. Sometimes the wings are set In from the hack of the shoulder and fly forward rather than the re verse. Down in Front and High in Back, Fall Hal Mode Down In front and up In hack Is the rule for fall hats. The high crowns of this summer hnve com promised with the general masculine protest, and have come half way down to normal? that Is, they have come down In front. High hacked turhans appear to he the order of the (lay. some of them , hu 1 1 1 up In points and angles, others achieving the high hack effect by | menus of quills and drapes. The beret In satin or velvet eon tlnues to be the big news of the early fall showings, however, pulled down over the eyes, with slightly mor# height In back. Mtchln* Stitching Never "help" nn article through the sewing machine. ? l,et the feeder do Its own work. If pulled through, ths stitches will he Irregular and It UNtfnllj means broken or bent needle*. Slaves of Bygone Age Shared Master's Tomb The bodies of two slaves, with their armory of Iron swords, axe9 and spears, have been found in the outer chamber of a tomb In the By xnntlne-Nublnn cemetery at Ball ana, on the west buuk of the Nile. These men were the guardians of the door, watching over their nmste~ in death as they had In life. Cutting through the door of the burial chamber, the excavators discovered the body of the owner, no doubt a tribal king or prince, lying in a semi-contracted po sition on the right side with Ills head to the south. Still In position on C:e skull was a massive silver crown ornamented with busts of the god dess Isis in relief, and set with semi precious stones. Nearby lay his sil ver earrings, buried In the soil. In his right hand he held an Iron sword with a silver hilt and sheath and on his left arm were two heavy silver hancles decorated with lions' heads. On the left wrist he wore a silver howguard and on his feet silver toe rings and silver anklets decorated with silver disks. Prince Help* Poor Boy Prince Michael of Rumania has helped a poor ho> to attain his great ambition. Considered a musical ge nius In his home village the lad went co Bucharest to raise moncv with his iccordlon. 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