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The Long Green Gaze
A Croat Word Puzzle Myatery
By Vincent Fuller
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It uni I mint from lr*t*fitii»t,
"Kor lentinie* this god has sat
them amidst lie that has formed
I self Into the sacred symbols of our
teliglon. Kor countless general Iona
iis luminous green eyes have gas.ed
out of the dark caverrt upon the snows
of the Himalayas. It was that Image
which waa violated.'’
nhopal paused, but fhalfonte did
nut move. He sat leaning forward,
his hands clenched.
One ya»w," ohopal resumed, "we
XT* 11 a guest In our house—your
s-tther. We knew but little of out
siders, and tve trusted him. He was
there at the time of greatest heat,
and as the young men returned one
by one and were received with rejoic
ings, he. asked about the pilgrimages,
and nty father told hint all.
The next year he returned with
two others, and again nty father wel
i nmed him and his friends. They re
tn-iined unI it the last of the young
men had returned, and then made
their departure. Later we realised
that they must have returned by
night, skirted the village and made
tlie ascent In the cavern of the god.
"A tribesman reported strange
tracks. My father, his suspicions
aroused, gathered the men of the tribe
about hbn and followed the tracks.
In two days they caught up with the
raiding party, and a battle followed.
Since my people had no firearms,
many of them were killed—but so
was one in your father's party. Your
father and the other man escaped,
hut on the body of the, dead man
w.is found one of the emeralds. The
ciih«r, your father, must have carried
with him.
"The since eye was restored to the
Image, but that year mv people knew
famine, for the first lime. A good
economist might possibly connect that
with the coming of I he outside world.
Tn my people it meant only that the
g^#gnd was angry. The next year, even
gieater famine scourged the land and
Its people, and hundreds died. They
tried then the experiment of taking
the. lone emerald from the god’s face:
and the next year the famine was not
quite so great. Since that time, we
have endured, but at great sacrifice.
Kach year that the emerald ha* been
returned, the famine lias been worse.
Our wise men concluded that the god
was angry at them for recovering only
one of his eyes; and since that time,
some people of the village have al
ways been searching for the other
emerald.
"Marly in life. I was consecrated to
this task by my father. Most of the
'oars of my life have been spent
. ■ ~s
In th® search. I was sent to England
to he educated: but the education was
only secondary to the recovery of the
emerald eve. And always the leader
of th*' search carries with him the re
malning emerald. It Is a belief—smile
at it if you will—that the one eye
will spy about the other, as Indeed at
last it has. m
"The difficulty was that we thought
your father wns an Englishman or
Frenchman, and for the last few years
the search has languished. I had re
turned to India a few months before l
met you, almost ready to give up the
I search forever. Then you came. As
I von know, you found our people un
I friendly. Outsiders have been un
welcome in our home of recent years,
as you may well guess. But some
thing in your far e attracted me. Then
\ ou told me your name. You did
rot notice its effect on me. Rut to
m«> it meant the beginning of the end
of the long search.
"1 cannot, of course, after the edu
cation t have received, believe In the
efficacy of the god with the. simple
faith of mv people. It is not my in
tellect whic h in recent years has made
me continue In the search, but the
memory of my dying father’s charge
to me, of the long years of childish
belief, and the memory of the climb
that made of me a man. And t can
not >ct, for all tny recent knowledge,
whoily shake off a naive belief that
it was the god himself who led you
back. True, I have not obtained the
stone, but how can the Museum to
which the stone is willed, receive
stolen goods? Surely there is Justice
somewhere in this land of yours/'
’That may he. Ghopal—I’m not
sine. But first there* the job of find
ing ihe slone itself. *
"That is. true. But you must re
member that 1. at least, will have
the one emerald eye looking for the
other. For surely they will return
to me the stone I brought." Saying
this, Ghopa 1 smiled, enigmatically, for
the first time.
"That was why you wanted to come
along with me to America, was it?"
"Of course, I knew that i he stone
would he. probably, somewhere in |
your family. How it came to he. im
your aunt's possession, 1 don't wholly!
understand yet."
"That’s easy. My father and Emily j
Dunseath were engaged to bo married
at one time, but Emily broke it oft'.'
It was then that my father went to
India, and returned with the emerald.
Emily was in love, apparently, with
Alan Dunseath then: but my father
tried to win her with the emerald.
Emily was fascinated by it—she had
always loved wealth and all that go^s
with It. For a time she wavered be
tween the two, between mv father
and Alan Dunseath. and at last ac
cepted my father again, and secured
ihe emerald. Then my father woke
up one morning to read that Alan
Dunseath, ihe millionaire, had mar
ried Emily the day before. In a rage,
he wrote her. telling her to keep the
ring, and calling down on her all man
ner of c urses that he swore attended |
the possession of ihe emerald by one
who did not lawfully come by it. Thai
seemed to have been true for him. at
least. And now. I should say. 1t ha*
proved true for Emily. Emily ignored
ihe, whole, thing. She wasn’t affected
by threats, and she had both the
Dlinseath fortune and ihe emerald.
A year later, Alan Dunseath died.
But my father would have nothing to
do with her any more. Five years
later, though, he married Emily'*
young sister—who was about as much
like Emily as a blowing ore-hard is
like this cell. And now—now 1 know
what my father meant that time!
Fhalfonte cried. "I remember wh;d
it was he said to my mother, one
time, when I wns half asleep. The
had evidently been discussing the
emerald, for my father mid- f can
hear bis words exactly, bis very in
tonation—suddenly it's as if be bad
jii*t said It: 'There * another emerald
like it. Rachel. In India, but I’m afraid
1 can't get it for you. There's just
so much good luck comes to a man
in Ills life, and I have you. I'm only
j sorry 1 c an't get it .iwhv from her
and restore it. She’d he a lot hap
I pier without it.* And I see now, Mho.
I pal, why you started so that night
I Aunt Emily showed u.« the ring.'
' Yes, there, it was—the end of the
! *ear<*n It remained only to get it.
! I admit that 1 would have stolen It
! in order to get It—If one ran he said
i to steal when he only recovers what
lias been taken."
"That much is straightened, ’hen.
Ghopal. They can't keep you in here
now." Fhalfonte told him. then, of
the jeweler’* report. "It may take a
little time, of course, but you’ll be
out soon. I II have a lawyer down
here tomorrow morning. T.ushington
probably i*n‘f handle the *ase. hut
lie'll he able to tell me a good man
who ran."
The turnkey met Fhalfonte Just "in
side the door, which he had unlocked
in answer to Fhalfonte.* pounding on
it. Burke and Smith emerged from
a room in the upper corridor.
“ \ie you aatialied. now?" Fhalfonte
c.xc la Imed t Humph a nt ly.
"Hardly. . . . It's a queer tale but
I have my doubts. I m going to talk
to the jeweler. You ran come up. tf
von want. I want a written stale
merit from him before the Hindu gets
out. He's upstairs now. I had him
sent for."
The offices wete quieter when thev
reached them. The stenographers had
left, and no business was being trans
ected. Mr. Kunkle was wditing for
them.
"Look here, Mr Kunkle. Is this the
straight dope you're handing us on
this jewel? Sure you haven't made
h mistake?"
Mr. Kunkle drew himself up to his
full height of five feet three ' Mr.
Smith, I did not come here to be In
suited. Mistakes are not made on
jewels as valuable as that.''
"No offense, Mr. Kunkle. We Just
ha v to he sure. Only I want an
affidavit with all the facts, and I
want as many expert names on It a
you can get. Have to have It hefni e
this chap cun be let out."
"You shall have It In the mot nine.
Is there anything else you want *c»
ask of me?"
"Guess not."
"Then f have one suggestion to
make: that in the future you do not
ask me. to come f*“r here, merely I *»
verify my word, flood evening."
When Mr. Kunkle had gone, Fhal
fonte asked permission in telephone,
and Mhortlv had secured the name of
r good lawyer but Marry Vernon, the
lawyer Lushington had recommended,
was out of town and would not be
ha<k until nine-thirty that night.
Flmlfonle made hii a ppolnt merit to
meet him at ten at bis home.
Then he railed Burke aside. "Have
« • Igsr, Burke have two or three.
And here's a twent.v dollar Hill* Sec
that F> hopa I Hose has a good m**al
will you? and anything he want*.
Ami get himself into as decent a place
ns. ihe building afford*. You can give
nnv change theie is to the neediest
man yon know. And heir -take tire
rest of 1he»e c-lgais I never smoke
'em myself. I m going out and get
dinner- In some place where theie are
light* arid music "
As be left the building, Fhalfonte
elanced around. Me wm* being shad
owed. "Well, that, shadow er is going
to have an easy time tonight." lie
said in himself, "f boi*e he has enough
• a *h on him to pay for a good meal
because. Homer Fhalfonte in polnn to
••at lonjr and heartily."
t'l» He 1 imiiNiird lumarrow.*
On the Atlantic
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By O. O. M”INTVRE.
(An I he Atlantic. April 7.—This eve
ning 1 watched the Olympic ride gal
lantly through a squall. The sun
was nut but ahead were low. lower
ing clouds. We ploughed Into the
dark through the curtain of slashing
rain. Mountainous waves crashed
and the wind shrieked. One wave 70
tret high hit the bridge.
In 30 minutes we were In the sun
shine again. Then the sun began to
vani-h leaving the vague violet of
ltie sea and the pansy dusk of the
sky. Suddenly the west went black
end stars blazed out against the vel
vet plush of night. No wonder «
e« aman never tires of the sea.
I have been doing considerable
ending aboord ship. Among the
^lemks T found interesting were
• Stacey." "Thornes the lambkin.’’
• Gold," "Beggars of Rife" and Gama
liel Bradford's Samuel Pepys." 1
commend them all. 1 also teed
"White Right Nights" for the sec
ond time and found it awful.
On the voyage from Kurope, ow
tug to the alteration in time as the
ship proceeds westward, h i* neces
snry to put watches back every 24
hours from 35 to 4 5 minutes. As l
have, a new watch 1 fear to tinker
with it and never know the time. 1
see no reason for knowing time on a
ship anyway.
It Is somewhat like the old jarn
of the negro In jail calling out to
another negro on the street: V. hat
time Is It?" The pedestrian replied:
"What difference does it make? 1 ou
ain't goin’ anywhere.”
The leading news In the dally
giggle, or Ocean Times, today was
%ftom Constantinople. It read: "The
Angora assembly has approved of
martial law In Kurdistan." Still each
passpnger welcomes its daily visit,
•there ts much good material In It
reprinted from exchanges.
I notice in it an advertisement of
the Restaurant Marquery in Paris,
which has a line reading: "A fea
ture: A visit to the cellar." Th.it Is
also a feature of almost any visit to
a home in America.
Ships stewards appear to have
names different, from the average
roan. Among those I recall In cross
ing are Skilling, Tweedie, Right,
A'ussie, Clout, Pedy and Waser.
lo pverv ship smoking room one
finds those tweedy looking habitual
voyagers. They generally have
mighty elgars In their mouths and
magnums of champagne In lee pails
beside them. They are maniacs of
motion—never content to he In one
spot for long. They seek no casual
acquaintance. T sat next to one who
was reading the Kcho de Parts. A
ale ward evidently knew him from
in her crossings end they talked. As
he told of his travels, the world
shrank to the size of a thin dime,
ktrue last, they met he had been to
stand* Iri the southern Pacific. New
Zealand. Central Asia and Thibet. He
was on his wav to New York. Two
days there and then to Kan Fran
cisco to embark for Japan He was
of enormous build and heHvlly
bronzed and drank glass after glass
of champagne with gargantuan
gulps.
Then. loo. tlieie ts usually one of
those amiable old gentlemen on every
ship who seems to lake a, philan
thropic Interest In the ship's manage
inept, lie brags about the meals and
ills sic dtiiess of tbi’ syip. lie 1* at
ways d' wing people Into the fiiend
|r circles In which be happens to be.
The one on Ibis ship Is really h good
smi. yet It Is a strange world, and I
think most of the passengers look
upon him as e trifle ridiculous and
a i*h be wcie not so affable. 1 even
Pud myself avoiding him.
A Kcolsman parades the deck In
kilt* and other regalia. Ills knee*
rf^ere hair, lull T police he W'-ai a spala.
That Is pci hatis Kcnlch thrift, for
apsis do save the wear and tear on
■ hoe lores.
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