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? TWO GENU (g| yBy SEWARD ' (Copyright. by Bobibt Bonuke's boas. CHAPTER XXXI. v Back through P^Ufjlo Strait, V*"The engines of th^Aunio coftM' noi ?end her tKrough the -vrat'ef fasl -enough for us. * * Jean Chicot sat crouched near the rail, watohinff qs furtively. 'r\V>.caid. litile attention'to him..: _ -He wak tOTre tudo our'bidding. He was tractable enough, and would cause no trouble. The sight of so many soldiers had driven all the wickedness out of hitn. And, indeed, he was not so wicked as be was dementedv Long familiarity with the worshipers of Pelo had so . , worked upon his weak intellect that il bad-been an easy matter for him to become one of them. And,, like all Frenchmen, onc'e in their r^nks, he *v.?.ato Vmc ontiro nature into the idol IU.X w ? " *?-? ?? atry and became the worst fanatic ol the lot. But. Pele could not save him from arped soldiers. He was lookina out for the safety of Jean Chicot, and this safety lay in obedience. Secamp sat near the old Frenchman and smoked. At times he would attempt to lead the old man into conver. eation, bat found in him a very indifferent listener. Chicot's eyes were fixed on me. He did not care what Seacamp was saying. Gordon and I paced the deck im- j patiently. Making a turn forward, I stepped alongside my comrade, who had for the moment paused, and stood with his glass in hand scanning the heights of Lanai. - I "I am trembling with excitement," j I said. A grim smile played around his month. He was a contrast to me. He was so calm, so strong. There ?M/vcrn/1 4 O oa a "was Oil 1119 llltUUOULUC, >!/? . purpose well defined. It meant but little good to the person we were going to seek. "Whatis your purpose?" he asked. ""Suppose we find this wretch?Kanmar or Heleneor the devil?whiohever whe is? Do yo* mean to say you will give your uncle's estate over into her hands?'\ "It was my uncle's wish." "But she is the murderess of Win aie." *!r "I know. She could have saved her. But she is my uncle's daughter."' "But she plajed you false." "Yes; but the will must stand. She must have wfiat is hers." Gordon moved impatiently. V*a mnffAra/1 Ai bCI buaili JULW luvtvvvi VV?. "She deserves punishment. There is a law in the land. Let her abide by it." "Law at any time is slow." "True. I have sworn to kill her, but I cannot have the blood of my cousin on my hands?or yours." "Cousin? An outrage on the relation." "True. An outrage on all womanhood if you will, but she is the heiress T!,a Prtralo " Vi AUV w* I examined the rapidly nearing coast. "If I am not mistaken," I said, pointing to what seemed to be a little bay in the rocky shore, "that is where Patua landed me. Let ns go shore there. From there I can easily find my way. The map of thai horrible place is burned into my brain. I can see it all?do see ithave seen it since the day hell opened and peace departed from my life." We were both very pale. We were on an errand the like of which no man had ever been on before. We were going to place upon i pedestal of gold a heathen idol, a woman who had falsely olaimed she loved me, only to wring my sonl in agony; a woman who had spurned the love that in the great gratitude she might have won, would have been en during for all time; a woman whose cruel adherence to a hideous unearthly form of worship had lost to me t beautiful and loving sister, and tc Gordon the one he hoped to wed; this woman we were?or I was?bound bj my uncle's will to tenderly care for, tc place in possession of her great inheritance. It was hard! It was hard to forget the horrid scenes that I hac been through, to sink lhy hatred o! "the traitress behind my obedience tc Uncle Tom. The struggle had cost me dear, but right was triumphant. Heleue should have her own. Again the Auino's boats were lowered, and we went ashore. A large fishing-boat was lying up on the rocks high out of reach of the tide. I examined it. It was Patua's boat. It had been thrown on the rocks by a storm, and was battered and broken. "This is Patua's boat," I eaid. "It is the same one that I came here in. The fisherman must have been overcome by the volcano." 'T flee_?Q evidences of a volcano," 1 * * ' i*.> . i 111 I ~ iT?1 r .EMEN ? OF HAWAII. 2> W. HOPKINS. ^ eafd Gordon?' tT*''You could not see any signs of it "here, no matter how severe an -"eruption "there was. Between ns andKapatoli there' are high walls of roots' wnnkl-stoi) the flow. The lava coyld sweep down the mountain side and across the plains on the other side," but wduld be held in check oh this side." "Hurry up!" said Seacamp. "Let's get the job over with and get back to 'Christianity. This place and that other we_have just left, lilis me with ohills and fever. It's enough to give # man perpetual horrors. After this I'll attend to my own. business. I can rah a hotel as well as anybody in Hawaii, good grub, good beds and first-class American home comforts. But when it comes to hunting spooks and goddesses and crazy priests, I am not iu it any more. No, sirree! Come on, let's find the beautiful Helena and yank her out of this before she get? us fired into a volcano." ^ 3 ? IaaI? 4ltaf ?ih uoraou gave iiitu a iuu? .... enced him. "Loadthe way, Tom," said Gordon. "Yon know the road. Wo will fol low." "Gordon was close behind me. After him came Jean Chicot, then Seacamp, then the soldiers. I led them into the deep gulf that led the way to the Temple of the Glistening Kock. "Yon must have had creepy sensations when you weut through here alone," said Gordon. "I felt better than I do now. X was full of hope. Now all is misery. Look out there, the road is rough and the light poor." "Confound that rock!" I heard Seacainp sputter back of us. "I'll break my American neck over thi$ heathen" business before I get through.n I walked more rapidly than I had on my first visit. I seemed to know the road perfectly. I found no difficulty in picking my way. Gordon came along splendidly, but Seacamp and Chicot stumbled and fell and cursed and grumbled as we hurried them along. "I see light ahead," Gordon said. "It is the Temple of the Glistening Rock," I said. "That is where I waited for Nimolau, who took me beforq Kauinai." We quickened our steps. "There is some one there," said Gordon.. I rushed into the broad basin called the Temple of the Glistening Rock. A man sat with his back to the rock, facing the gulf or^entrance to the tem? pie. He was calmly eating a banana, It was Nimolau. Ivsprang toward him and seized him. "Hell-dog!" I roared, hardly able to desist from slaying him on the spot. But that I needed his assistance to find Helene, he would have died thai 1 moment. "Yen miserable cur! Yotf | worthless pup of Satan! Murderer! J Bo you know I have come to kill you ?" I shook him roughly. Tho soldiers crowded around. They needed but a word to put Nimolau out of the world. I But Nimolau was the same calm I W; 1?? , Liuuviaut "I thought you would come," he i kaid. "I have been waiting for you." i "Waiting for me!" I cried. "Has the place not done me harm enough , khat it should wait for me again? But I am here, and if your murdering I priestess lives, I want to see her." "It is an easy thing," he said. ''Follow me." "Devilish cool!" muttered Gordon. ' "One would think he had done you a favor once." "Just so," said Nimolau, turning to me. "The last time you were here jrou had some good cigars. Got any now?" I roared an oath at him. "No!" I said. "Lead us to Kaumai, br I'll scatter your braius on this Glistening Fiock." | "Come on," he said. 1 We followed him, as I had done before, through the dark passage-way, the guide going ahead of us with hii lantern. Wlicn we emerged from that passhge and came out on the mountain i&ide, I saw fresh lava here aDd there. "Tliex-e it is," I said. "The eruption was slight, after all." "T- * ^ -I XT?v? /\1?r* ""JLt Was xae sacriuce, eniiuiiuuiBu, ; looking ct me. There was a curiou} light in his eyes. I clutched him by the throat. "Wait," said Gordon. "Let kin} take us to Helene, and then we cay deal with him." We followed him up the mountain and down into the crater. He entered the temple where I had seen so manj horrors. A cold shudder crept ovei me. There was one relief. No priest} could be seen. "Where are the priests?" I asked Nimolau. "Some are down there," pointing into the lake of lava, no longer rumbling or smoking. "The soldiers killed them and Patua and I buried them in there. The others are wandering about the island. There, wa; no waj to leave it, for Patua's boat was broken in a storm." "And the Kammiloukanilimawai?" I asked. "What of that?',' He did* not annwer. He stepped .toward that chamber in which Kaumai * had skeltered'toe and had raised my hopes and had'bade me trust.her. Nimolau gave a peonliat cry. "Go in," he chid. . Gordon and?'I, with our nerves 1 ; braced, dragging J[ean Chicot between ( I r,a' dt&nnail into the chamber of the ?rr~~ rTJT- ?r , , J pnestess. ( . , /. J I Tremblifigly, paralyzed in limb ana. I tongue, we stood there. ' " J Two beautiful women came to greet us. One was Kaumai, more radiant,more lovely than ever. Ih> other?Go_d opeq my eyes clearer that I may see!?wa^ , ! Winnie. "Winnie!"vI cried at last, lost in a fog of bewilderment.' "Winnie!" My voice was broken; my sight dim. I could say no more than that. "Winnie!" It was no phantom. My sister's , arms were around my neck. She was weeping and kissing me, and I was weeping and kissing her. "God be praiseci!" 1 exciaimea m test. "But I saw you thrown into the I lava lake. How were you rescued | ind by whomV" j A happy laugh drove her tears sway. - I "I wasn't thrown in, Tom dear," ;' she said, and now she found time 10 ' stretch out her hand to Gordon, who stood staring at her and at Kaumai and at the room in which we stood. "It was only a bundle that was thrown in, Tom. Kaumai was true, and saved me. Nimolau and Patua were true to us and her and did not betray the secret." Now she lowered her voice to a whisper. "And Kaumai loves you, Tom, and saved me foi you. and I love Kaumai." My eyes were swimming with tears. I Through them I could see Kaumai, ! beautiful Kaumai, crouching upon 1 cushion, her fec6 buried in her hands. Gordon found his tongue, and with the light of a resurrected love strugw gling for the mastery with the wonderment in his eyes, he took Winnie and told her how happy he was to find her. I stepped to Kaumai's lide. .-She knew my footstep and jumj ed to her feet. "Vnn /?r>nld not trnst mel" she ; , j cried, shrinking from me. j . "I trust you now," I said. /'I trust 1 you, love you and worship you. j. I .Come!" ? ? I held out my arms. She came to me. Ah! The misery was wiped out j in that em brace of love. It needed I no words to say that -Kaumai loved; me. This beautiful woman, whose only teachers had been Jean Chicot and Nature, was mine. She had earned my .l<?Te>' mJ gratitude, my trust. With my-arm around het waist I turned to Jean Chicot. The old Frenchman stood palsied with surprise, fear*and bewilderment, rubbing his hands together and moanj irag to himself. Seacamp stood with his hands in Lis pockets, staring with wide-open eyes and pale face at Winnie, at Kaumai. and at me. "Speak!" I commanded Jean Chicot. "I know your answer, but.I Drought you here to discover Helene. : Tathifl ttiA daiirrhter of Thomas I o Warringford?" "Yes," hoarsely cried the old man. "That is Helene. She does not know me! She does not know me!" I bent and kissed my priestess i , ' aga^n. I "You are my consin," I said, "and a fortune is waiting you at ' j Honolulu." f She tenderly put her hand in mine and drew me toward Winnie and 1 Gordon. Embracing Winnie and me she said: "I have my fortnne now." "Kaumai our cousin!" exclaimed Winnie. "Uncle Tom's daughter; and ' Uncle Tom is dead!" . "Yes," I replied. "Kaumai belongs to us. Uncle Tom left her to us to care for?and how tenderly we saall ' 'do it." I noticed the happiness was rot all with us. Winnie looked with bright eyes into Gordon's face, and the general of thj army wore his honors proudly. i "You had better speak to old Chicot," I said. "Heleue, I will call you Helene hereafter, for that is your name. You will learn all about yourself when we reach home." * "Home!" she murmured, "home! What a strange, sweet word! I thought j this horrid place was home, until your darling sister taught me better. She has opened my eyes even more than you could in that brief talk that awful day. Yes, I will speak to him," she continufd pointing to Chicot. "He is the old man I told you used to teaeli me in that temple long ago." She stepped before Chicot. Some* [ thing of her old grandeur came to her a3 she stood before him and said. "Old n an, for your teachings I owe you gratitude and hatred. You were I in one way kind and iu another cruel. I have learned wisdom from my sister, there," pointing proudly at Winnie, ! "and Jt knjpw that the hgrrid fallacies | 1 fully did wrong I do not believe, yet yon made me a hater of my people, and almost a murderess. Bat for the jojt that has come out of it, the love and happiness that are now-miner" and here she stepped back and held Winnie's hand in one of hera aud'mine in the other, "I forgive you. I do not know what you are tq mi>. There is a mystery to be cleared away, but not hy you, save as you . are bidden by these people. .When you have done, your duty to them and me . our ways must part forever. To-day-1, begin s life that shall be free from idolatry, save a3 I idolize those who love me, Ind whom I love. You have done ? T i. 1 ?> wxoug. x umuui iuto j\ju. The old-man was on his knees, his: white head bowed with grief and humiliation. , J "Be kind to him," I said. "Ton do do not know what a disordered brain will do. He is not wholly responsible. Treat him kindly. He has not long to live." "Then live in peace," she said softly, bending and stroking the old man's head. "I forgive you and I willlovs you." .. (To be continued.) Art in Shop Signs. In Paris the people have a proper enthusiasm for beauty. The latest proposition enhancing this idea is to have the store signs decorated by skilled painters, the objects being to improve the appearance of the streets and educate the public taste in art.?Philadelphia North American. ATLANTIC COAST LINE R. R. CO. CONDENSED SCHEDULE. TRAINS GOING SOUTH. Dated Jan. 15.1902 No o5. No. 35. No.51 P. M. A. M. Leave Wilmington *3 45 fo 00 Leave Marlon 6 40 8 45 Arrive Florence. 7 25 9 25 P.M. A.XL Leave Florence *8 00 *3 30 Arrive Sumter..C 9 15 4 33 No. 53 P. XL A. M Leave 8umter 9 15 *9 25 Arrive Colombia 10 40 11 05 No. 52 runs through from Charleston via Central R. R., leaving Charleston 6 00 a. in. Lanes 7.50 a. m., Manning 8 39 a. m. ' * THAIN8 OOIKO NOBTH. : NoT54. No. 53. No.50 . , rXM. p. M. P. M. Leave Columbia .*6 55 *4 40 ..:... Arrive Sumter ;.. 8 20 6 13 ...... ' " - No. 32. ....... A.M. P.M. Leave Sumter 8 20 *6 19 ...... Arrive Florence 9 35 7 35 f7 10 A. M. Leave Florence 10 10 ?... 8 15 Leave Marlon....;..... 10 53 .... 8 54 Arrivo Wilmington 1 40 .... 11 30 Dally, fDaily except Sunday. No. 53 runs through to Charleston, S. C., via Cetntral'R. R,arriving Manning. 6 53 p. in.. Lanes 7 35 p, m.,'Charleston 9 20 p. m. Train No. 53 makes close' connec.ion at Sumter with train No. 59, arriving Lanes 9 45 a. m., Charleston 11 35 a. m., Tuesdays Thursdays and Saturdays. Trains on Conway Branch leave Chadbourn 12 01 p. m., arrive Conway 2 20 p. ro.. returning leave Conway 2 65 p. m., arrive Chadbourn 5 20 p. m., leave Cbadbourn 5 35 p. m.. arrive Elrod 8 10 p. m., returning leave Elrod 8 40 a. m.. arrive Chadbourn 11 25 a. m, Daily except Sunday H. M. EMERSON. Gen. 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