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Barbara is adventuroua. and has planned, with an aunt, an airplane trip to Australia. Major Alan Croft, famous as an aviator, is to be the pilot. At her first meeting with Croft Barbara is attracted by his manner and conversation, different from the cut-and-drled conventions of "her small town. They set out. Barbara, her aunt. Croft, and a mechanician. Word in a few days comes to Darbury that the plane is missing and its occupants believed lost. Croft and Barbara, after the wreck of the airplane In a furious storm, reach an apparently uninhabited island In the Pacific ocean. The other two members of the party had perished. The two castaways build a shelter. la Croft s absence Barbara is attacked by a cannibal. Croft rescues her. Croft discovers a party of blacks, evidently reconnoitering. Croft fixes up an electrical guard which scares off an attacking party. Secure from Immediate danger. Croft and, Barbara settle down to make the best of things. 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For that Cough/ KEMP'S BALSAM "They would have yon to cultivate again the taro plant, which now Is as a weed; weave much tapestry for your huts from the reeds; dry the sliced kernels of the eocount; cultivate the cotton seed. Then, perchance, when we remove to other lands, we shall send great ships hither with wondrous gifts In return for the fruit;, of your toil" Further shouts arose. "The gods would have us to visit freely your habitations and show you how to prevent the pestilences which devour your numbers." This program was vociferously acclaimed; but Croft's experience of natives was too wide to allow of reliance upon their momentary enthusiasm. Flashing a stern glance around, he awed them Into silence. "If all this is done peacefully," he continued, in threatening tones, "ye shall rest in safety. But if again your hands are lifted against us, your bodies shall be burned afresh with blue flre-devils! Your women shall be slain; your little ones thrown to the sharks! The wrath of your god will I bring down," waving his hand threateningly skyward, "and turn you into tortured-slaves, if ever again ye molest the great white chief or his wife!" Fear overawed the natives' enthusiasm. They fell on their faces again, babbling Incoherently of obedience and mercy. He motioned them to rise; then he drew back, satisfied. He had established comparative safety for them both, for the time being at all events, and explained the scene to Barbara, exultantly. This Introduction over, Chimabahol now Informed his guest of his privilege in choosing the great sacrifice to be offered up at the close of the feast. Should the great white chief decide upon human sacrifice-- The old man waved toward the crowd of faces, watching In tense apprehension: "All are here, O Mighty Chief." Upon this arose a chorus of dissentient cries, mixed with shouts of "Meamaa! Meamaa!" The natives pressed forward in eager anxiety. Chimabahol glanced up quickly. "Where is Meamaa? I see her not. Where is Roowa. her husband? And Laalo, her son?" A little black figure was thrust roaghjy forward. He glanced round, fearfully, uncertain whether to cry or prove the manhood of his .five years. Deciding upon the former course, his eyes, in the act of screwing up, encountered those of, the white girl watching him curiously; and he paused, gazing at her. his mouth open. She smiled. A wondering erln slowly overspread his small Impish face, and he moved nearer, looking up at her with childish adoration. For the first time Barbara felt the humanity behind the repulsive exterior of these folk.* She held out her free hand. The little fellow came shyly toward It, but some one roughly pulled him back; and she remembered, with some amusement, thnt she was tabu! Accompanied by much muttering and scuffling, a man whose face was distinctly more lntelligpnt than that of many of his fellows, slowly advanced. Croft watched him closely. "Roowa!" cried Chimabahol. "where are Meamaa and thy babe, that they 6beyed not the command to greet the great white chief?" Many eager voices broke In, before he could reply. "The babe is sick. O Chief!" "The scourge, O Chief! It Is again In the house of Roowa! Let the-fcreat white chief save us from the scourge, at the Sacrifice of the Full Moon tonight--" Roowa uttered a great cry, and fell on his knees before Croft, eyes -wild. arms outstretched, babbling protestations and pitiful supplications. The white man fully realized the craftiness of these fellows, also the delicacy of his own position, with the necessity of causing no offense in this first action as overlord. His face set in Its most determined, impenetrable lines; his eyes flashed round on all present, inspiring fear In the hearts of those upon whom they occasionally rested. Recognizing at last the man he sought.Mie motioned.him forward. Larger than most, more brutal of countenance. Barbara quickly recognized her late pursuer. "What is he called?" Croft demanded of Chimabahol. "Babooma, O Greatest of Chiefs!" The two men regarded each other silently; and In the look of the native Croft recognized hatred and defiance In spite of the fear lurking In the bold eyes which met bis own. • dull murmur'arose, in which his ear was quick to note hostility. The old chiefs face was full of anxiety as he stepped forward, pulling his beard nervously. > "Few have so straight an aim as Babooma, Great Chief. He Is of kin to my house. He will become chief In my stead. Many," he added In a low voice, "would have him now; for I am old and my heart is dead with my sons." "He hath not found favor In my sight," replied the gods' messenger curtly, frowning upon the wretch, whose expression of defiance was rapidly fading. "He hath raised his eyes and his hand to the white chiefs wife!" he thundered, glaring ferociously at the now trembling figure. • Like a sudden breeze rippling over a group of poplars, a breath pf -fear swept across the listening crowd, feabooma began a stream of gabbling pro>- test: he was unaware of the sinfulness of his action; he had not seen the great chief nor heard of his mlssloii from the gods; It was the Vow. . . » Croft waved him away. "Thdu knowest now. Take heed, over-bold one!" Then he turned to Roowa, still on his knees In despair. "Roowa," he asked, "thou lovest thy little ones?" "A-aa ! As myself. Mighty Chief!" The look In his eyes touched Barbara. It was another glimpse Into a human soul, although as yet she understood nothing of his trouble. "It Is well. Take heart, Roowa I My will is not to offer up thy sick babe; but to go with thee now to thy hut, and, perchance, cure the child." The Joy which transfigured the native's face was indescribable. Upon the dismissal of the tribe, he led the visitors to his hut. Incoherent In his excitement. As Croft had guessed, the child only suffered fronn fever, needing more air and cleanliness--the filth and stench being abominable. Ordering those necessities, he produced from his pockets one of his fever antidotes, Meamaa watching him in terrified bewilderment; then he precipitately pashed Barbara out Into the fresh air again. The feast, to whlqh they were now led, was spread upon the ground In an open space between the huts and the lagoon. Only the men squatted round to eat. the women--occupying a lower position--waited upon them, with the pleasant expectation of finishing their leavings. At the end of the feast the pair became aware that all .eyes were fastened on them. The sun had set. The sacrifice must be decided upon. An air of anxiety, of strained expectation, was manifest. Croft's wits had not been slumbering. "Our gods have told me," he informed Chimabahol confidentially, "that thy god, Bnlhunka, doth not hunger for the flesh of mail this moon; neither doth he desire fish or bird to be offered unto him. He desireth to taste the dishes thou hast prepared for those who have sailed here from the skies. All that we have left uneaten shalt thou collect, therefore, and offer unto him. It Is food tabu to those sent by the gods: therefore doth he require it beyond all other food." This distinct greediness seemed more in character with a peevish child than a celestial being; but to Chimabahol It appeared natural enough. He communicated the decision to the tribe, which showed vociferously Its unmistakable relief. The ambrosial remains were therefore gathered together and placed In receptacles of plaited reeds. Lighted reed torches were produced for everybody, and the procession set forth, headed by the old chief and the white visitors. Turning westward through the council chamber, they bore a little inland to the sacred palm grove. Within a few moments the torche* had formed two waving line# of light, as the natives divided upon either side of the central path. The bearers of the sacrifice advanced up the center and laid It upon the unlighted bonfire; the musicians squatted on the ground near the altar, beginning again their uncanny music. The preliminary rites ceased, and Chimabahol turned to Croft. "Thou. O Great White Chief, shalt make the flames arise, straight and high! Thus shall we know that our sacrifice Is accepted by our god." The great white chief Inclined his head. Stepping forward with the assurance of one used to guiding sacrificial flames from childhood, he advanced to the altar, Barbara watching him In astonishment. There he padsed for a solemn moment--whether to give the effect of reverence, or to grasp some elusive memory, or from sheer Jo*v In the situation, she could not teil. . . • Slowly, at last, he raised his arm* waving the flaring torch high above his head. Then he embarked upon a short display of physical drill, as If invoking the spirits of an unseen host. It impressed the natives Into awestruck silence, while filling the girl with an almost irrepressible desire to laugh. After this performance, be bent slowly down and held his torch to rtje heup of dry sticks and leaves. Immediately the fire caught on. crackling and fizzling, sending up leaping yellow flames and thick curling smoke into the somber vault above. This Instant and splendid conflagration was a sign of the offering being acceptable to Balhuaka. Another burst of excited incantation broke from the assembly, the musicians once more blowing upon their reeds and shells. The torches flared, the bonfire bellied forth thick gusts of flame and smoke. Its roar mingling with the music and wild singing. At last the flames reached the sacrifice and the air was filled with the smell of burning food. A great shout went up. The god was even now eating of their offering! Health and prosperity would be theirs for at least the duration of this mcfon! The music abruptly ceased; the dancers sank breathless to the ground; aa awed hush fell upon tbe gathering. When the fire had died down to a glowing heap of red embers, the silence broke stormily in an outburst of Joyous hilarity. The procession started back to the settlement, the riotous merriment continuing all the way, the waving torches making tbe moon seem pale by contrast. At a small hut on the outskirts Chimabahol paused, intimating that It was the best they could offer and would in future be tabu to the great white chief. Then the revelers dispersed, the torches flickering like miniature flr^s among the neighboring huts. The man and the girl were left alone. The barbaric excitement still tingled In their veins and shone In their eyes, when, for a moment, they looked at each other. Instinctively Barbara caught her breath, putting .her hand to her throat, as If to wrestle! with some? thing choking her; her torch fell to the ground^ "We-we---can't stay--here 1" she muttered, half to herself. * She felt his hand upon her arm; the touch sent a wild,tremor through her entire frame. It was as If In her wrought-up state, an electric wire had touched her. Importing strange currents which, with waves of magnetism, dragged her close within their field, while simultaneously repelling her with an unknown fear. Feebly she resisted, but his grip tightened, pulling her across the threshold. • "The natives are watching!" he mattered in her ear. His torch showed the Interior to be small and bare, the sole contents being two rolls of reed-matting or "tapestry." Loosing her, he fixed the torch in the ground and took up one of these heaps. "They roll themselves in this, to sleep," he said. "It will make a substitute for a door." She mechanically helped him to fix it across the opening. Like revelers In a Continental carnival, the natives were too much excited to settle down for the night; the noise outside was still boisterous. Alan, the same primitive tingling In his blood, talked rather wildly as he arranged the cover. "We are savages now! Conventions don't count here. As you remarked, these may henceforth be our sole companions. And they regard you as my-- "W-we--can't stay--here!" she muttered again, not moving In Wis grasp. the blood mounting In his face, throbbing in his temples, bis very lip* trembUng. Then, almost violently, bnt with a strange look of exultation, be let her go. % "I'll go and see If--If--all's safe outiside," he stammered. She heard him leave the hut; and she sank down in the far corner, trembling violently. .... She heard him enter later; and she buried her head in her arms. . 1 He threw himself down across tbe threshold without a word. From outside, the noise of the revelers still came to their ears, growing gradually, fainter . . . and fainter . . . until, at last, silence fell. - "We--We--Cant Stay--Here!" wife--remember!" Finishing his Job. he turned round, his eyes glittering in the dim light. "You must play up, too, for--for your own sake. . . . What is it, Barbara. . . . What's the matter? Why--do you look at me--like that?" He caught both her wrists. -- •"--e!'fs in hi "But we--we've shared a hut before --all these weeks! Why are you, afraid now? Tell me!" He bent over ber. "Tell me, Barbara--" " I c a n ' t . . . 1 d o n ' t k n o w . . . I --I'm not--" Desperately she tried to wlthdruw her hands and eyes from his. She felt powerless, as If she were silp^ ping down some precipice Into roaring torrents which would engulf her, sweep her away from every known ^landmark. This t.as utterly different from that other night's fear. Then It had been fear of him. arid tangible. Now it was subtle, terrifying, and--of herself. In some strange way. « He drew her suddenly closer; but, with all the strength of her will, sbe flung herself back in his grapp. "Don't--touch me! I don't--understand-- Oh. . . Alan--help us both P* The cry was one of desperation. It startled him. For a long moment he gazed deep within her darkened eyes. VIII After that memorable night, Barter* and Alan had walked back together early next morning, Alan for the most part silent. Barbara talking feverishly of the natives' feast, music, rites-- anything to prevent awkward pauses. From that day another paradoxical phase opened before them. For, though they now had many surface Interests in common to heighten their companionship, the wail between was yet more strengthened. And, this time, It was the girl who unconsciously built up the crumbling bricks with hasty fingers, not daring to look at that yawning precipice beyond. From a pocket-book diary they were able to keep count of the days and nights which flitted by so rapidly now. The natives left them alone; save when, at Croft's command, they brought rolls of reed-mattlng, or swords, spears. Implements. Only one, as he knew well, still hid defiance under the cloak of subjection, biding bis time. Thus, for a while, all danger seemed past. Barbara, blissfully unconscious of any flaw In this pact of friendship, lost her fear of these childlike folk. Having proved the effect of a random shot from the revolver, she felt safe. One evening, shortly before Christmas day, having prepared their supper, she wandered down to the shore, waiting for Alan's arrival. Sitting Idle upon a rock, she watched the spray and foam glistening in the sunshine against the distant reef, her thoughts occupied by a variety of small thingschief among them being a cottonless future! The constant mending of their Combined wardrobe had drained her slender resources of thread. Pins had been resorted to that day. Alan sat on one and swore loudly; she smiled llngeringly over the recollection. . . . Her face sobered and she leaned forward, then rose quickly to her feet. Slowly moving through the clear water, not far from the shore, appeared a large gray outline suggesting , in Its genera] shape an airship. Barbara drew In her breath quickly, watching the silent bulk glide slowly by until, making a large circuit, it disappeared In the direction of the reef. It was, she guessed, a sliarfc. For the first time the remefnbranee dawned upon her of Islands In the Pacific ocean being often shark-Infested; the recollection brought, in a flaslf. full realization of the risks Alan took when he swam with her to land. • With anotlfer chaotic tumult of mind, she remembered Alan's further risks when salving all necessities for their comfort, his stubborn refusal of her offers of help, his stringent commands against bathing in the lagoon. . . . She realized, too, his consideration In not mentioning this horrible danger to add to her dread of those which already menaced their lives. A wave of gratitude--or admiration --swept'over her, and she covered her face, hiding the hot Involuntary blush, shutting out the sudden, unbearable glory of sky and sea. . . .- Presently, lowering her hands. She turned her glowing face Inland. . v . With a gasp, she grew rigid. A heavy cloud of smoke hung In dense plumes over the hilltop! 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