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THE LOST WORLD By SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE v___/ <Continued from Yritarilar.) It was a fearsoms walk, and one Which will bs with me ns long n' memory holds. In the great moon light clearings I slunk along among the shadows on the margin. In tbr jungle I crept forward, stopping with a beating heart whenever 1 heard, a? I often did, the crash of break ink branches as some wild beast went past. Now and then great shadows loomed up for an Instant and were gone—great, silent shadows which seemed to prowl upon padded feet. How often I stopped with the Inten » rlon of returning, and yet every time Jb xny pride conquered my fear, and *■ sent me on again until *ny object should he attained. ,^t last tiny watch showed that It was one In the morning! I saw the gleam of water amid the openings of the Jungle, and ten minutes later I was among the reeds upon the borders of the central lake. I was exceedingly dry, so I lay down and took a long draught of Its waters, Which were fresh and cold. There was a broad pathway with many tracks upon It at the spot which I had found, so that it was clearly one of the drinking places of the animals. Close to the waters’ edge there v as a huge Isolated block of lava. 1 P this I climbed, and, lying on the top, I had an excellent view in every direction The first thing which T saw filled me with amazement. When 1 do scribed the view front the summit of the great tree. 1 said that on the farther cliff 1 could see a number of dark spots, which appeared to he the mouths of caves. Now, as 1 looked Up at the same cliffs. I saw discs of light In every direction, ruduy. clear ly-defined parches, like the portholes n't a liner In the darkness!. For a moment. I thought It was the lava glow from some volcanic action; hut this could not be so. Any volcanic action would surely he down in the hollow, and not high among the rocks. What, then, was the alterna tive? It was wonderful, and yet It must surely be. These ruddy spots must he the reflection of fires In the caves’ fires—which could only he lit by the hand of man. There were human beings, then, upon the plateau. How gloriously my expedition was justified’. Here was news Indeed for us to bear back with us to London. For a long time I lay and watched these red, quivering blotches of light. I suppose they were ten miles oft New York v --Day by Day ------J By O. O. MTNTYBK Plymouth, England, March 6.— ThU 1* a Picturesque English port city. On* is always Impressed l>y the beauty and simplicity of home life In the British Islands. A group of us went ashore to stretch our limbs and shake off the roll of the liner. We all felt the uplift of a bright winter day. Starlings had come down to feed in glossy bevies on the closely clipped lawns. And in almost every copse and shrubbery were sing ing wrens. Along the water front were many "Chip and Pea’’ shops. These little eateries draw their pa tronage from sea faring men in their sobering up process. There were many evidences of hard drinking along the streets—bleary eyes, un shaven chins and unsteady gaits. Also many beggars with their "HI, My Guv'ner!" as prelude to a touch. riymouth also has many smoke hgsed and crumble down cabaret makeshift* for sailors. Front the str®€t* you heard the strum-strum mlng of guitars and the medley of baroque voices. Old men with mutton chops and pipes dance with the ex otic creatures who collect there. Seamen are notoriously open pursed When they play anil Paris has sent it* quota of Klkis with their shadowy make-up* and fungus tinted pupils to help them in there profli gacy. They are hired hy tlie pro prietors to whip up {.lie gaiety. Plymouth provides a short-cut to j/ondon by train for those who are ip a hurry. Those who disembarked here will be In Eondort tonight and those who go to Southampton will not reach the city until late tomor row evening. Naturally our Impressions of Ply mouth, gained in so short a slay, centered around the waterfront. This 1*, as everywhere else, rather tawdry. But Plymouth has reached a high state of artistic development. The local paper anotmeed 17 different ex positions of painting for that day. Thjdley Field Malone, former col lector of the New Tork port, took me to a Plymouth tavern called The Horse's Heart. We hart the best dish I ever ate in England—a rnent pud ding with heavy brown crust and seasoned with rare epicurean dash. There was also brown October ale In ancient pewter mugs. It was the kind of a meal after which you long for a big briar pipe heavily loaded with etrong tobacco. Mr. Malone Is new a Pari* lawyer and Is a sort of father eon feasor to the divorce colo ny. _, Somebody called tbe Plymouth wharf the biggest chicken coop in *h* world. And It does resemble one. 3t i# the kind of hen coop T Imagine "STrlgley the chewing gum man would build lit he were to erect one. Tas gangers do not walk down the gang plank, the gang plank goes up to H»«,Ch the wharf. And you go on a sort of six day foot race to get out into the streets, 1. unwittingly stumbled on the tra *id# of the ocean crossing at the purser's office today. Through a silt in the curtain was revealed the of ficial report for the health officers of the trip. There were 110 rases of diphtheria in the steerage and one oaee #f spinal meningitis. Four peo ple died on the way over. And one steward on a lower deck Ated Of appendicitis. It is the sea man’s wish to be burled at sea. it Was done at sunrise. A solemn pro cession marched behind the body en cased In a sort of winding rol>e prayers were said. The liner slowed down—and a splash. Very few pss Mnger* knew what was going on Seamen are stoical. They absorb niueli 9t the silence and t1i» mystery of the Mia. lAter tonight we anchor outside til* breakwaters of Cherlmurg and In tjje morning early are met by the tender upon which we are eaiTled tc Trem-h sell. Then the seven hour ride through Normandy to Paris. I have made the trip many times but tt nets/ Istis interest. from me, jet even at that distance one could observe how. from time to time, thej' twinkled or were obscured as someone passed before them. What would I not have given to be able to crawl up to them, to peep In. and to take back some word to my com rades as to the appearance and char acter of the race who lived In so strange a place’ It was out of the question for the moment, and jet surely we could not leave the pla teau ‘110111 we had some definite knowledge upon that point. My attention was soon drawn awa> from these distant sights and brought back to what was going on at my very feet. Two creatures like large armadillos had come dow n to tlic drinking place, and were squatting at the edge of tl.i water, their long, flexible tongues like red ribbons shooting In and out as they lapped. •V huge deer, with branching horns, a magnificent creature which carried Itself like asking, came down with its doe and two fawns and drank be side the armadillos. No such deer exist anywhere else upon earth, for the moose and elks which I hav e seen would hardly have reached Its shoul ders. Presently It gave a warning snort, and was off with its family among the reeds, while the arma dillos also scuttled for shelter. A newcomer, a most monstrous animal, was coming down the path. For a moment I wondered where I could have seen that ungainly shape, that arched back with triangular fringes along it, that strange bird like head held close to the ground. Then it came back to me. it was the stegosaurus—the very creature which Maple White hail preserved, in his sketchbook, and which had been the first object which arrested *lhe atten tlon of Challenger! There ho was— jjerhaps the very specimen which the American artist had encountered. The ground shook beneath ills tremendous weight, and his gulpings of water re sounded through the still night. For five minutes he was so close to my rock that by stretching out my hand I could have touched the hideous waving hackles upon his back. Then he lumbered away and was lost among the bonlders. Looking at my watch, I saw that It was half-past two o'clock, and high time, therefore, that I started upon my homeward journey. There was no difficulty about the direction in which [ should return, for all along I had kept the little brook upon my left, and It opened Into the central lake within a stone's throw of the boulder upon which I had been lying. I set off, therefore. In high spirits, for ] felt that I had done good work and was bringing hack a fine budget of news for my companions. I was plodding up the slope, turn ing these thoughts over in my mind, and had reached a point which may have been halfway to home, when my mind was brought back to my own position by a strange noise behind me. It was something between a snore and a growl, low, deep and exceeding ly menacing. Some strange creature was evidently near me, but nothing could l>e seen, so 1 hastened more rapidly upon rny way. I bad traversed half a mile or so when suddenly the sound was repeated, still behind me, but louder and more menacing than before. My heart stood still within me ns It flashed across me that the beast, whatever it was, must surely he afte»‘ ine. My skin grew cold and my- hair rose at the thought. That three monsters should tear each other to piefes was a jiart of the strange struggle for existence, but that they should turn upon modern man, that they should deliberately track and hunt down the predominant human.j was a staggering agd fearsome thought. I remembered again the blood beslobbered face vvhieh we bad seen in the glare of Lord John s torch, like some horrible vision from the deepest circle of Dante's hell. With my knees shaking beneath me, I stood anil glared with starting eyes down the moonlit path which lay let hind me. All was quiet as in a dream landscape. Silver clearings and the black patches of the hushes—nothing else could I see. Then from out of the silence. Imminent and threaten ing, there came once more that low. throaty croaking, far louder and clos er than before. There could no long er be a doubt. Something was on my trail, and was closing in upon me every minute. I stood like a man paralyzed, still staring at the ground which I had traversed. Then suddenly I saw it. There was movement among the bushes at the far end of (he clearing which I had Just traversed. A great dark shadow- disengaged itself and hopped out into the clear moonlight. [ say “hopped’’ advisedly, for the beast moved like a. kangaroo, spring ing along In an erect, position upon its powerful hind legs, while its front ones were held benrin front of it. It was of enormous size and power, like an erect elephant, but its movements In spite of Its hulk, were exceedingly alert. For a moment, ns 1 saw its Movie of a Man Minus a Pencil AH- The CROSS VWORD > PUiZUC - LOOKS LIKE A - " | Love THe^e Pl^zlcs, AMySNG; INSTRUCT!ve—" t By BRIGGS },-;WH£Re IM 5AM HiU.' A3LMV PENCI L “ '• " IF l COULD ONLV Find A PJMCCK. 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As the huge brute loped along It dropped forward upon Its torepaws and brought its nose to the ground every' twenty yards or so. It was smelling out my trail. Sometimes, for an Instant. It was at fault. luven now when 1'think of that nfghtware the sweat breaks out upon my brow. What could 1 do? My useless* fowling piece was in my hand. Wlint help could l get from that? 1 looked desperately round for | some or tree, but I was In a 'bushy jungle with nothing higher than a sapling within sight, while l I knew that the creature behind me could tear down an ordinary tree ns though It were a reed. My only poe slbli chance lay In (light. 1 coitkl not move swiftly over the round, broken ground, but as I looked around me In despair 1 saw a well marked. hurd-beaten path whkh ran across in front of me. 1 bad seen several of |he sort, the runs of vari ous wild beasts, doting oui expedl tlons. Along this 1 could perhaps hold my own, for 1 was a fast run ner. and in excellent condition. Fling ing away my useless gnu, 1 set my self to do such a half-mile as 1 have never done before or since. My limbs ached, my chest heaved. I felt that, my throat would burst for want ot nil-, and yet with that horror behind me. 1 ran and I ran and ran. As last I paused, hardly ablt to mot*, t'o a. moment 1 thought that 1 ha< thrown him off. The path lay at 11! behind me. And then suddenly, with H iiashlng and > rending a thudding of giant feet and a panting of monst* lungs the beast was upon me one* more. He was at my very heels, 1 was lost. 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