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THE LOST WORLD] By SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE v.-/ (< ontlnuM firm Tnurdar.) M%^“Well,” said he, at last, “we’ve gone and done It, young fellah, my i lad.” (This curious phrase he pro : nounced as If It were all one word— “young-fellahmelad.”) “Yes, we've taken a Jump, you an' me. I suppose, now, when you went into that room there was no sueh notion in your head j ■—what?” 'N’o thought of it.” “The same here. Xo thought of it. And here we are, up to our necks in the tureen. Why, I've only been back three weeks from Uganda, and i taken place In Scotland, and signed the lease and all. Pretty goin's on— what? How does it hit you?” “Well, it Is all In the main line of tny business. I am a Journalist on 1he Gazette.” “Of course—you said so when you took It on. lly the way, I've got a small job for you, if you'll help me.” "With pleasure.” “Don't mind takln' a risk, do you?” ' “What Is the. risk?” “Well, it's Ballinger—he’s the risk. , You've heard of him?” ; , “No.” . I “Why, young fellah, where have you-lived? Sir John Ballinger is the best gentleman jock in the north 'country. I could hold him on the flat Bt my best, hut over Jumps he's my master. Well, it’s an open secret that when he’s out of trainin’ he drinks hard—strikin' an average, he T calls it. He got delirium on Toosday, and has been ragin’ like a devil ever since. Hts room Is above this. The doctors say that It Is all up with the old dear unless some food Is got into him, but as he lies In bed with a revolver on his coverlet, and swears he will put six of the best through anyone that comes near him, there's ^^jH*en a hit of a strike among the ®^serving-rnen. He's a hard nail, is Jack, and a dead shot, too, but you can't leave a Grand Xntional winner J to die like that—what?” “What do you mean to do, then?” I asked. [ "Well, my idea was that you and I could rush him. He may be dozin’ ! and at the worst he can only wing 1 one of us, and the other should have him. If we can get his bolster-cover ’round his arms and then phone up a stomach pump, we'll give the old i dear the supper of his life." It was a rather desperate business to come suddenly into one's day's i work. I don’t think that I am a par, 1 ilcularly brave man. Therefore, al though every nerve in my body shrank from the whisky-maddened figure which I pictured in the room above, I still answered, in as care-, ! less a voice as( I could command, that * I was ready to go. Some further re r New York --Day by Day s_._____J By O. O. M'lNTYRE. i New York, Fob. 17.—There Is a Trvh man in Gotham whose love for • Main Street has endured since the dav he packed the carpet bag and tpok the 8:15 for the metropolis. He ‘ipade his fortune here and won sue ' 'ee^s, but his heart Is In his little * .hdjme town. |n his home he has a replica of y his favorite room back yonder. Here spends his Idle moments In an at sddjpk-ohere of horse hale furniture, a • basket of fruit chromo, a hanging .'Coal oil lamp, onyx clock and rag !<Jarpet. In the garage there is an old black i" smith's anvil. He likes to tap It now and then with a hammer so It will give forth that pleasant “ting-ting— Ung-ggt" familiar to every resident of a village. He does not share these cherished views alone. There are thousands of New York ers who remain on and on because their business interests hold them. They would rather have a two-line note of approval in their home town paper than a half column editorial of approval in the New York World. The longer they live here the firmer the ties are cemented. Most of them (lay dream of the days they -Will return but rarely do. New York Inspires the continual greed for gold and they carry on until the end. Suburban life out where the pave ipent ends only half satisfies. It Is too much affected by city contact. The charm of Main Street is not there. One misses the open forum at the village hotel, the back fence gosRlp and friendly intimacy. Many suburban dwellers do not know their next door neighbors. The people who pass the front bay win dow are strangers. There Is of course, compensation In front yards, trees and porches. But the beloved intan ' glide something of Main Street la not there. New York h.as single buildings which In value are the equivalent Of entire cities. The Kqultable as sessed for $30,000,000, is worth more e^jjtan all the property In Amsterdam, or Davenport, la. The Waldorf, - valued at $12,223,000, is worth more -flian all the property In Columbia, ■t>. <•■: Joliet, 111., or San Diego, Cal Altman's, valued at $14,000,000, Is Worth more than all Decatur, 111., or , Sacramento, Cal. The total assessed valuation Of property In New York Is $13,123,437.743. It is more than the assessed valuation of the following states together: Montana, Idaho, W- aiming, New Mexico, Arizona. Vtah, Arkansas, Nevada, Colorado, Oklahoma, Louisiana, Washington, Oregon and Minnesota. These four teen great, commonwealths, compris ing more than two-thfMa of the on tire I’nited States west of the Miss issippl. are—all of them—worth $13. 060,000,000. I believe that the thing the trnns planted Main Streeter in 'he me tropolis misses most is the clubby pullmnn washroom Intimacy of the small town. I don't believe small town people appreciate this simple neighborllness. Sticking the head In to the barber shop door to see If Bill Is there or to whistle out in front for Tom to join you—well, It runnot be done here. If you stuck your head Into a barber shop door suldanly yop might he taken for a hold up bandit, and a shrill whistle In front of any home might cause your arrest by the? Society for the Prevention of I n necessary Noises. Carnegie Hall Is soon to he torn down and n modern office building will arise where one of the world's greatest musical centers hss opersled for thirty-three year* There Is slso s rumor, that the Metropolitan Opera House Is soon to he demolished A new site Is now being considered. (Copyright, 1§2S ) > « t mark of Lord Roxton's about the danger only made me irritable. "Talking won't make it any bet ter." I said. “Come on." I rose from my chair and he from his. Then, with a little confidential chuckle of laughter, he patted me two ar three times on the chest, finally pushing me back into my chair. “All right, sonny, my lad—you’ll lo," said he. I looked up in surprise. “I saw after Jack Ballinger myself this mornin’. He blew a hole in the skirt of my kimono, bless his shaky yld hand, but we got a jacket on him ind he's to be all right in a week, t say, young fellah, I hope you don’t mind—what? You see, between you in’ me close-tiled, I look on this South American business as a mighty seri ous thing, and if I have a pal with me, I want a man I can bank on. So 1 sized you down, and I’m bound to lay that you came well out of it. You see, It’s all up to you and me, for this- old Summerlee man will want dry-nudrsin’ from the first. By the way, can you shoot?” "About average Territorial stand ard." "Good Lord! as bad as that? What gun have you?" lfe crossed to an onken cupboard and as he threw 1t open 1 caught a glimpse of glistening rows of paral lel barrels, like the pipes of an or gan. “I’ll see what I ran spare you out of my own battery," said he. One by one, he took out a succes sion of beautiful rifles, opening and shutting them with a snap and a clang, and then patting them as he put them back into the rack as ten derly as a mother would fondle her children. He took out a beautiful brown-and silver rifle. "Well rubbered at the stock, sharply sighted, fiye cartridges to the c1ip.£ You can trust your life to that.” He handed it to me and closed the door of his oak cabinet. “By the way," he continued, com ing back to his chair, "what do you know of this Professor Challenger?” "I never saw him till today.” "Well, neither did I. It’s funny we should both sail under sealed or ders from a man we don’t know. He seemed an uppish old bird. His brothers of science don’t seem too fond of him, either. How came you to take an interest in the affair?” I told him shortly my experiences of the morning, and he listened in tently. Then he drew out a map of Soutii America and laid it on the table. "I believe every single word ho said to you was the truth,” said he, ear nestly, "and, mind you, I have some thing to go on when I speak like that. South America is a place I love, and I think, if you take it right through, from Darien to Fuego, it’s the grand est. richest, most wrfnderful bit of earth upon this planet. People don’t know it yet, and don’t realize what it may become. I’ve been up and dpwn it from end to end and had two dry seasons in those very parts. Well, when I was up there I heard some yarns of the same kind—tradltiaps of Indians and the like, but with some thin’ behind them, no doubt. The more you know of that country, young fellah, the more you would understand that anythin’ was possible—anythin'. There are just some narrow water lanes along which folk travel, and outside that it Is all darkness. Now, down here in the Matto Grande"— he swept his cigar over a part of the map—"or up in this corner where three countries meet, nothin’ would surprise nie. As that chap said to night, there are fifty-thousand miles of water-way runnin’ through a for est that is very near the size of Eu rope. You and I could be as far away from each other as Scotland Is from Constantinople, and yet each of us be In the same great Brazilian forest. Man has just mails a track here and a scrape there in the maze. Why, the river rises and falls the best part of forty feet, and half the country is a morass that you can't pass over. Why shouldn’t something new and wonder ful lie in such a country? And why shouldn’t we be the men to find it out? Besides,” he added, his queer, gaunt face shining with delight, "there’s a sportin’ risk in every mile of It." Perhaps I have dwelt too long upon this new acquaintance, but he is to be my comrade for many a day, and so r have tried to set him down as first I saw him, with his quaint person ailty and his queer little tricks of speech and thought, it was only the need of getting in the account of my meeting which drew me at last from his company. I left him seated amid his pink radiate e, oiling the lock of his favorite rifle, while he still chuckled to himself at the thought of the adventures which awaited us. It was very dear to me that If dangers lay before us. I could not in all Eng land, have found a cooler head or a braver spirit with which to share them. That night, wearied as I was after the wonderful happenings of the day. 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WOW DO TCU Tomorrow'MORniNv \ Know he'u-Comc " \ BACK TW^ORROW V^MoRNINQ??3 . . 1 ( seven Collars ecr the that's o,*. SHOES ? 13 IT AU RIOjHY I tU WRAP IF i qivtTou Five pouarst these up Wow AMO TWO OOUARS / ^ Tomorrow morwiwq?, 1 «£ke ^^THEm^ I sat late with McArdle, the news editor, explaining tn him the whole situation, which he thought important enough to bring next morning before1 the notice of Sir George Beaumont, the chief. It was agreed that I should write home full accounts of my ad ventures in the shape of successive letters to McArdle. and that these should either be edited for the Ga zette as they arrived, or held hack to be published Inter, according to the wishes of Professor Challenger, since we could not yet know what condi tions he might attach to those di rections which should guide us to the unknown land. In response to a tele phone inquiry, we received nothing more definite than a fulmination against the press, ending lip with the remark that if we would notify our boat he would hand us any direc tions which he mi*?ht think it proper to give us at the moment of startln*?. A second question from ua failed to elicit any answer at all, save a plain tive bleat from his wife to the effect that her husbaitt! was in a very vio lent temper already, and that she hoped we would do nothin*? to make it worse. A third attempt, later In the day, provoked a terrific crash, and a subsequent message from the Central Kxchange that Professor Challenger's receiver had been shat tered. After that we abandoned all attempt at communication. And now, my patient readers, T cSn address you directly no longer. From now onwards (if. indeed, any continu ation of this narrative should pver reach you) it can only lie through the paper which I represent. In the hands of the editor 1 leave tills ac count of ihe events which have led up to one of the most remarkable espeditlons of sll time, so (hat if I never return to England there shall be some record as to how the affair came about. I am writing these last lines In the saloon of the Booth liner Franrisca, and they will go back b> the pilot to the keeping of Mr. Me Ardle. bet me dftiw tha last pic ture before I close the notebook—a picture which is the last memory of the old country which I bear away with me. (To Be Continnrd Tomorrow.) THE NEBBS_ _ A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOREVER. ------ ■■■■*■ ■ "f ■ ---- ---- Directed for The Omaha Bee by Sol Hess (Copyright 1925) —- ... 1 ■ i ■ —— ■ . -— - ~ ~ ■ ... - " » LOOKING WSELf All over *rx I n\ PQ.ETTV WELL SATISFIED AND \ s' l WILL EMPMASITE TO THE WHOLE ) wtOE WORLD This IS SO**E \ REGALIA 1 LL OUST GO OOWM ) STAiPS AND GWE THE GiQLS A f TREAT _> /^G»av.S '. 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