I The Doom | i Trail , i ! — By — i Arthur D. Ilowden Smith i Amtkmr %f FOR TO BELLO COLD. Etc. |j I '\tn Into the set by sn uneven assaii^'it CHAPTER IV—on»'prod. regalnln. th© deck, has recognised his assallan as Murray’s servant, Tom, giant negr He accuses Muiray of emnloylng »h» negro to Assassina'e him, but a true Is arranged At New York Ormeroi naves an Indian from insult. The In dlan who speaks English. Is Ta-wari ne-ars. Seneca chief CHAPTER V.—Governor Burnet wel corres Ormerod as a friend of Jugrins ! at A tells him Murray’* alms. By wha i- known as the "Doom Trail** Murra; s nugglea furs which should come tf ! r ew York, to the French In Canada With Ta - WMn-ne-ars and a gigan* Dutchman, Peter Corlaer, OrmeroJ j agrees to go to Niagara, French ou post, and spy out the secrets of the l'oom Trail. He of course speak* French De Veulle has won Ga-ha-n • Ta-wan-ne-ars' affianced wife, now th« Frenchman’s mistress, and the red rrnn seeks revenpe Ta-wan-ne-ars save Ormerod s life In eit attack on him b) Murray's henchrrtn. Bol ing CHAPTER VI —Accusing Murray without avail, of Inc tlng Golllng, Or re ©rod learns the girl's name is Mar Jory With his two companions he be gins the Journey CHAPTER VII.—The three men wlpt out a party of Cahnuagas trailing them, evidently spit by Murray. At the Seneca village- *hey are welcomed by Do-ne-ho-ga- w©h. head chief Ta wan-ne-ars’ unde Leaving Corlaer Ta-wan-ne-ars and Ormerod take theli way to Niagara. CHAPTER VIII.—At Niagara Or merod. In the guise of Jean Court*** voir, forest runner, learns the French plans from Joncafre, the commandant De Veulle arrives, recognizes Ormerod and he and Ta-wan-ns-ars are seized CHAPTER IX — Conveyed to La Vierge du Bois, Murray’s stronghold Ormerod again meets the adventurer nnd Marjory The girl unavailingiy reeks to save the Englishman and his friend from depth by torture nt th* hands of the Cabnuagas, Murray’s fol lowers. Pere Hyaolnfhe. French mis sionary. refuses to help them Pre pared for the torture, Ta-wan-ne-ars and Ormerod. on orders from Gah-na go, are respited until the next day the Moon feast CHAPTER X.—In the morning the tortur# is Interrupted by G»-ha-no's dancing She leaves, but apparently returns wearing a hear s mask It I* Marjory, who. acting on Ga-ha-no’ suggestions, succeeds In freeing the prisoners, who escape At F<*r» Os wego they are welcomed by Corlaer They strung » circle, as they lm< done the day before, and halted, head* wabbling this way and that. There was a brief pause, and I noticed De Veulle. risen to Ills feet and staring intently behind me. where the wall of pines made a perfect background for the spectacle. A sigh hurst from he half-seen throngs of savages. “Ga-go-sa Ilo-nun-as-tase-ta !" I craned my neck, and as well as the thongs permitted roe peered around the stake to which I was lashed. A white figure flitted from the protection of the trees and glided toward us. The False Faces started a queer, rhythmic air. accompanied by gently throbbing drums. The figure commenced to dance, arms wide, hair floating free Beside me Ta-wan-ne-ars choked hack a groan of hate and love and fought fruitlessly against the rawhide thongs | "Twas Ga-ha-no She wore again j her ceremonial uniform, the kilt and moccasins: but this time they were white, fashioned of skins taken from the bellies of young does. Her limbs and body. too. were coated with some white substance that made her gleam like a delicate marble statue when she postured In the flickering radiance of the fires She tossed up her arms In a curvinc gesture toward the moon, riding low above the treetops. The music of the attendant priests swung into a faster measure, the pulsing of the drums be came subtly disturbing, commanding. "0 So-a-ka ga gwa.” she cried, "I, your servant, the Mistress of the False Faces, begin now the Moon feast we make In your honor!" She resumed her dance, but ’twas very different from the graceful, pleas ing steps she had first used. I know not how to describe It, save perhaps that ’twas like the music, provocative, appealing to the basest Instincts In man. indecent with a peculiarly attrac tive Indecency. It was, I think, the dance of creation, of the impulse of life, one of the oldest and In its per verted way one of the truest dances which man ever devised. It could only be danced by a savage people, primi tive and unashamed. Fatter went the measure of the dance. Faster whirled the glistening white figure. Now she danced before us, her eyes burning with mockery— I know not what—of Ta-wan-ne-ars. Now she spun around the open space in a series of intricate atepa and pos turings. The music worked tip to h crescendo the drums thudding with furious speed fitt-hs-no leaped high In air and raised her arms toward the moon, whose sickle shape was no whiter or fairer than she The chant stopped in the middle of i note, and as her feet touched the ground again - arms tie tossed het upon his shoulder ■•The Moon feast Is open, O my people.' she called hack as he disap pen red with tier into the shadows. All those thousands of people went mud The dancing-place became a ■ wild inmnlt of naked savages, men an women, leaping In groups and coupli to the renewed music of the Fab Faces. Decency and restraint wet cast nside. Torn and Rolling rolled in barrels < mtu, which were opened and consume i as rapidly as the heads were knocke off; and the raw spirits combined frit the hellish chant and the suggest I v throbbing of the drums to stimnlat afresh the passions which fia ha-no' dancing had aroused. At first they paid no attention to n They were preoccupied witft the e\ traordlnary hysteria which ha gripped them. They apostrophized th< moon. The women flung themselve> l upon the False Faces, for it »a deemed an honor to receive the atten tlotis of these priests of evil. The men worked themselves into an excess of debauchery. Groups formed and dis solved with amazing rapidity. Indi vlduals, wearying of each other, ran hither and thither, seeking partners who were more pleasing or attractive to them. Hut at last a portion of the drunken moh turned upon us. An old woman with wispy gray hair and shrunken breasts heal Ta-wan-ne-ars on the Hunk with a smoldering brand. Boll ing whatever of man there was in him smothered In the brutishness the rum had excited, carefully Inserted a pine splinter In the quick of m.v finger nail. I gritted my teeth to force back the scream of agony, and managed to laugh —how, I do not know—when he set It alight. “The brother of Ta-wan-ne ars Is a '■ great warrior." proclaimed my com rade, swift to come to m.v help. “Red ) ■lack aud his friends cannot hurt Or j inerod. We laugh at you.” Bolling ripped out his knife and staggered toward the Seneca's stake “I’ll make you laugh," he spat wick edly. “I’ll carve your mouth wider so you can laugh plenty when we begin on you In earnest. Think this has been anything? We—” A yell of mingled *• ,* and laughter interrupted him. Fui.-e Faces and warriors, women as well as men. were pointing toward the background of the pines. “Xe-e-ar-go-ye, the Bear, Is come to play with us," they cried. And others prostrated themselves and called— “Qua. Ga-go-sa Ho-nun-as-tase-ta !" For the second time that night I twisted my neck to peer behind my stake, and sure the sight which met my eyes was weirder even than the white figure of the Moon Malden There within the circle of the firelight stood Ga-ha-no again. But ’fwas a vastly different Ga-ha-no. On her head she wore a bear’B mask, with the fur of the neck and shoulders falling aronnd her body to the ga-ka-ah which draped her loins. In each hand she gripped a knife, and her white limbs staggered under her In pretense of thp unsteady gait of a bear walking erect. The False Faces began their chant the drums rumbled crazily, and she wavered forward, arms flopping like paws, head poised absurdly upon one side. The savages, keen to appreciate what they knew, applauded uproar lotisly such faithfulness to nature. They were equally enthusiastic when she advanced her muzzle sus piciously and smelled of my face. But they could not hear the familiar voice which whispered In my ear— “Mr. Ormerod, when I have cut your bonds be ready to leap after me as soon aa the Iroquois Is free.” I started so that my surprise must have been apparent bad It not been for the restraining rawhide thonga. "What?” I gasped. “Ton!” “Say nothing. Time la short And I will—’’ She danced, with her ridiculous gait over to Ta-wan-ne-ars, and I watched curiously his look of affection and detestation change to one of quickly suppressed amazement With his ready wit he shook his head at her and tried to bite one of the furry ears of her musk. sfie hacked away from us slowly, and her heml balanced from side to side in contemplation. Then sli charged upon me, knives flashing he fore my eyes. She slashed at me here and there, and each time she slashed -lie severed a lining. I pretended uh Jed fear and the befuddled savage shouted with glee. Sue pran. i d m Ta-wan-ue ars and performed Hi ■ same operation upon him He Inn gave evidence of tea. He cowered against the -lake and lowered Ills head 1 tut when she ad vailed! her mask anti nuzzled hi shoulder 1 -aw his powerful muscle t nolii.r- iheias He- ill prepurutini for the dash for freedom (Continued Next Week.) FINDING OF LOST CITY BACKS BIBLE Conquest of Promised Land by Joshua’s Hosts Held to Be Confirmed. Philadelphia.—Bible students and urcbenlogists here ure greatly inter eated in tl.e report* from Jerusalem chut discoveries made In southern Pal estine confirm the Book of Joshua in recording the conquest of Klrjath Sepher. < * » i