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Show w THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, Rules of Luck aod-th- e KERB'S only one Swlfty Joe Gel thanks be. It there wab expect Tt 1 take 'em all on In the Physical Culture studio, and Inside of a month cell, or I d d either be In a padded laugh three ribs loose, or both. Hes a queer bird, Swlfty. you wouldnt suspect It to look at him casual Just a mutt-face- d party with a broken nose, a cauliflower ear, and a habit of oonversln out of one comer of his mouth. Few of 'em look much tougher than him. They couldnt without being obliged to wear muszles. And yet hi some ways he's as chicken-hearte- d as an old maid contributor to the S. P. C. A. I'vs seen nervous women edge away from him In tha Subway, probably alsin' htm up for a gunman startin out to trail a new victim, when, as a matter of fact, Swlfty never toted anything more deadly than a fountain pen and would be the first to proteot a lady in cast It was needed. Most of my now roglars Insist on lockin thotr valuables tn tho safe after thelf first glimpse at Bwlfty Joe. But thev soon get over that. As for me, I've let him have the run of tho cash drawer for a dosen years without so much an a nickel slickin' to hla fingers. And when it comeg to being faithful and loyal well, nothing but a setter dog could beat him at that. So you see he has his good points. But If you think when you've discovered those, and allowed for his being a bit thick In the heed, and havin a stubborn streak i him that would shame a mule If you think you can tell it ail about Swlfty Joe Gallagher, you're Just yourself along. That s only the start. Courts, know'll)' him as long as I have. I ought to 'be able to sketch him out as accurate as If I was describin the front office here. But I can't. The beat I cen do is to state that he has a South Brooklyn mind, which la only another way of sayln' that he'a a curious gink. For one thing there (ire all those superstitions he has accumulated and sticks to. Oh. Just the usual ones, such as a rabbit' foot for luck, ar.d a horse chestnut to keep off rheumatism, and knockin' wood If he happens to mention how long It's bsen since he was sick last, and keepln a horseshoe nailed over the gym door. Take em all so serious, you know, like they waa part of hla religion. In fact, hea almost proud of knowing so many. Acts that way, at least. Why, her th other mornln' 1 noticed chat he had his left sock on wrong side out, with the aeem threads showln' sort of ragged. "Why don't you shift It? I asks. "Worst thing voS Nah!" sava he. could do. Id have bad luck until the week was out. "How do you know you would? says I. Ei er tried It? "Eh?" say Swifty, starin snocked. Tried It? I should say not. Course, he's a reg iar Friday dodger, too. A while back he puts up an awful kick because I'd scheduled a pussy old sesbroker to begin a series of half-hosions on a Friday, that being the only date I had open I had all I could do to make Swifty put htm through hie medicine ball stunts, and a couple of week later when he don't show up Swifty Sure enough, snakes hie head gloomy. too, we had word next mornin' that the old boy had been In a taxi amash-u- p and had been carted to a hospital with a cut bone. face and a cracked collar " "Now how about startin In on a Swlfty demands triumphantly. He on us. might have croaked "But there was J. Raw son Weeks, I points out. "We started him In on a Monday, I remember, and yet it wasnt ten days before he gets himself sued for breach of promise by some henna-haire- d .. pmaiwri -- a1, - Tlagher, I Uh-hu- hl 'V' kid-dl- car-rvl- n' Fri-dav- c says Swlfty, glancin over ntrythirteenth r at,th "Monday the Ah, say! says I. Accordin' to you $ht aa wel1 81)111 UP th shop eboub naif the time. Then wed have all luck there was, I expect, and mavbe the bs? able to quit work altogether and lhe on what we owe." no Jarrln Swiftv out of But1. there ms whims. Every now an a then he springs a new one on me. Like wh'en Pinckney was In here with a couple of mends not long ago and passes his case to 'em. was Just about to light up hisPinckney own stick, after touchln off two othersjs-brb- dope (?wiftv steps in sudden, blows outf the match, and hands him a fresh one. "Mot Uiree with the same match," explains Swifty. Its unlucky. saye Pinckney laughin, I ve 7 been YbJ' doing that all my life." That only proves the case, says 1, glvln' him the wink. If you handn t you might have lived to bt a hundred vears old by now. Vo matter how much you kid Swlfty about his notions, though, he stick to em. He even puts on kind of a superior air when he mentions one that you admit you hadnt heard of before. Same as when I hints to him that his fingernails need amputatin'. "I gotta wait until Thursday to do that," says he. "Why Thursday? I aeks. "Ah-r-- r chee! sajs he. Don t you know thats the lucky day for parin vour nails? Tell me. Swlfty," says I, Vhat happens to all this luck stuff you pull down so consistent and I miss? dont It show In your bank account?Why But Swifty merely hunches his shoulders and walks off mumblin' that It ain't lucky to talk about your luck So It's about as useless arguin the subject with him as it would be to advise a dog not to scratch his flea bites. Youd get the same satisfaction. All I can do Is to hand him a Josh now and then when I get an openin. Like here the other day when he tells me how his wife's cousin, Miss Stashla Sweeley Is cornin down from Nova Scotia to pay em a visit. "Tough luck!" sai s I. You must have on the wrorg shoe first some morh-l- n put or seen he last new moon over the left shoulder or Is It the right? But Swiftv goes on to Indignant that Miss Sweeley Is explain no poor rla-tio- n or famly pest. Seems that Mrs Gallagher's uncle Is In the wholesale fish business and has oeep makln barrels of money these few years, and that 'Stashla Is cornin' down to spend gome of It where the spendln is good. She's been lJi In !n a smelly lltle Jay towq, up there, about the size of two city blocks when the tide, la in and half as big as Staten Island when It's clear out. 4nd with all Vat cash stowed under the mat're's and the mate of a cod schooner askin her to be hie bride shed decided that selectin' her trousseau from a mail order catalogue was a hick play. Hers for Altmakers and Lord & Stearns d.rect. Also s.ie was movie plannln' on seeir some tirst-ru- n reels and gettin acquainted with her new cousin who was assistant professor In a health studio. I gotta meet her at the train. ' save Swiftv. All right. savs I. Trot along When the real cod fish aristocracy comes to town they ought to os treated right And he sure not to make any unlucky moves. But when he's gone a couple of hours I beg'na to suspect that h s Jinxed tne arrival In some wav. or else 'Stashla has done It hereelf. It got to b noon and still Swifty Is mlssln. Finally' I locks up the studio and hikes out for a quick lunch counter. Id just started down the s.airs when I notices a freaky lookin female He was being done bad, Zachary was ef that; and. lowering his voice, he asked me if tt were possible to cur one person by giving medicine to another. But be retreated, his courage evidently falling, as my questioning advanced. He had Just wanted to know, not for any special reason. Zebra Bald again, however, that Lucy wes hmjr; whan the moon came out she was no Be added, with an amazing fire aeeounL of passionate feeling, that if she Addled with him ha would bust her head down on her esn hed moon her. Thera was, I noticed, a pallid veil of moon- light widening as he spoke; and was changing Into an Immaterial vMon of elusive reaches and blurred forma Tha owl cried again and Zebra hung about the perch, reluctant to go to hla bride. He laiHisssill to another slowly evolved idea, and asked If I would take hbn away with mo; tn ebert, be implored me to be a party to bis assertion of Lucy. At that moment Abner reap peered, and, wttb aa assumption of severity, commanded th shadowy, miserable figure to proceed In the direction of his duty. Instantly m I didn't want to marry her nohow, he vaw--flartcue- ae grumbled. Abocr esld ouorttr Tt was necessary; you ere Uvtng tn a state of sinful adultery.' WhaTs that?" the other demanded. Ayl for the first time I heard Abner Fh spto the irascible attitude of Ixxilsi- lay ' ana toward the Negro. Oot around there," he ordered; m make , a docent ooupto of you In spit of thderiL" Tea, sir; yes, Zebra fen beck startled. sir," he returned hastily, vanished Into th pale gloom. . Terrible their state of neglect," tho "Entirely Ignorant of feuaker proceeded. "Yea?" eays I. "McCabes Physical Culture studio." a "That you, Shorty?" says vole. "This Is Swiftv Joe , "Oh! eays 1 (Jot the cousin home all right, did you?" "Nah! say h. growlin' disgusted. "Where are you. then?" 1 demanded. "Nineteenth Precinct police station. says he. What!" saya I. 'Pinched V Wheres "Ah. she's here too," says he. Grandmothers Recipe to keep her Locks Dark,' Glossy, Beautiful. ' old-tim- e ?paarac 8Ttest you been nowadays, though, we don t have the "Aw. lay off with the ebatty stuff!" say Swlfty. "The sergeant only allow troublesome task of gathering the sage me a minute for th call. Come on down and the mussy mixing at home. All her with a hundred for cash ball and drug stores sell the readv-to-us- e prod- 1 you a11 a,w.ut lt. , uct, improved by the addition' 5f other a very ,aya ' smotherln ingredients, called Wyeth' Sage and" chuckle s It ii very ulphur Compound.' And Inside of half an hour I've squared because nobody can discover it has with the desk sergeant and am leadin' the pair- out to th sidewalk. , been applied. Simply moisten your comb to be on quite such or a soft brush with it and draw thie They don't terms as thev were when they left the. through vour hair, taking one small studio. Guilty is as grouchy as a rent at' a time: by morning tbe gray striker readln a dlsposses notice and gtrand air disappears, but what delights tbe Mies bweelev acts a good deal like a ladies with Wyeth s Sage end Sulphur tin hen thats been pried off her nest. "Now, how about this charge of dla-- 1 Compound is that, beside beautifully orderly conduct?" I asks. "What started darkening the hair after a few applicayou cutttn up, Swlfty, tn these dry tions, it also produces that soft luster times? , and appearance of abundance which is grunts Swlfty. "I tried so attractive. (Advertisement.) to tell her she muent dodge out that way tn the middle of a block. "But when a person, crosses In front of vou. you've got to. Insists 'Stashla. "Uot to what?" saje 1. "Why, cross the road," saya she. It bad luck If jou don't. And here It reems to be bad luck If you Still. I dont quite get th do, savs 1. connection. If you wae headed for Brook-in- , how'd you gel clear over to this side of town? "She wouldn't go down the Suhway stairs while people were cornin' up. saya Swlfty, even If there was a railin' between. So, after we'd waited around an New discovery In depilahour or so, I started her toward the surtories. Will positively stunt face car line that would get us to the and weaken hair, growth: bridge. guarantee accompanies each "I see, says I. And then bottle. Removes hair per"Ah, then parties begun walkin' In fectly clean without the least front of us and she etartss crashln pain or discomfort. Easy to through the heavy' traffic on Broadway," apply quick and efficient in says Swlfty. "Course, I has to trail Its action. Don't hesitate to along, too. But we'd no soner get on the use it. On sale at Important other side than back shed jump again. a. drug stores and beauty aome narrow shaves, too. Once Had Price $1.00. If unable truck almost got her. but I dragged her to obtain, write the factory. out Just In time. Then we nearly got Jammed between street cars and a cop D. C. FELT CHEMICAL CO. cusaed me out good and plenty. He held Salt Lake City, Utah everything up while he lands her safe at th curb, .and warns us to stay on that side until we get off hie beat, but w hadnt gone half a block before eh makes another bolt and gets mixed up with a taxi He waa a fresh guy. that drh er. and when he starts bawlin' me out, too, I Thrtiti naturally tells him where he gets off. ways expect I'd have handed him a wallop in about a minute more, but the oop comes mothtoo up to see what'e holdin' up the traffic and when he find ue In the middle of the street again well, he run us lealara mailed be to any addteea. In. thats all. I tried to give him an argument, but you can't tell these Dago cop anything." Not even about the rule of luck, eh? em a and the police Justice only gar say I. "Huh'" save Swlfty. "I guess Miss warnin next mormn. that I!s Swifty reports, though, Sweeley gotta shut her eyes on a few Sweeley can't stand tt here. She's already s'gn If we're goin to get to South on to her back way Pugwash. Brooklyn tonight. "Thats where you'll have to go, "Look that way to me, saya L aays I, "if you keep on accumuIs signs, Sign says 'Staahia, "and Swlfty, latin luck notions. luck's luck. But I suppose I can stand I? "I'm off that stuff for life- - eay if you ran. I must say. though, that vou That ts, startin' tomorrow." got a lot of mighty Ignorant folks In New Swifty. "Why not startin' today? I asks. York. a "On Friday? eays he. "No us With that partin ahot she lets Swiftv tantn any fool chance Ilka that!" lead her to a Subway entrance and I got Well, come to think of It, I don't know em off my hands. They did have a little! aa I would myself. But Im glad 1 wasn't luck, at that, for they got home all right, I educated tn Pugwash. ' - popu-thing- - i -- Ahr-chee- "Not three txpliirvs stop In the middle of the flight, turn and beat It back again, she wait In the lower hallway for me to oome down. "Plenty of room, lady. saya I. "Not for mo, say she. "You dont catchln' me passm anybody pn a stairway. It's unlucky. Then a few million "Is It? says I. people In this town are out of luck several times a day." ,e, hunchin' her thin Mavbe," avs ain't taking uny shoulders, fbut I chances. I m ,a stranger." I could gues tnat," tajs 1 "From up 1 state, eh? "From PugyMsh, says sne 1. "Cut name, sa'-"Whereabouts might that place he?" "Why, says ti,e, glancin at me kind of acornful, In Nova Scotia, of course." "Eh? sais I "Say, you dont happen to be lookln fur a Mr. Gallagher, do you?" "Not row." sai s she "Ive been looking for hirft these last three hours. Now I m hunting for Professor Shorty s Mc-Ca- s place. Then you re right on tne trail," says MtSs Sweelev, am t it" Well Im Pro'essor How did you and SwlPv happen to miss each other "Well. I suppose it was on ac ouut of that cross-eveporter," savs Stadia. "He kept bangin around the and as I otidn't lug two hags platform ar.d an umbrel.a and keeD my Pagers crossed at tne same time I ,iuat had to stay In the car until he was gone "Oh!" savs I. "Unlucky ooth ways, wan't you? "There s nothing much worse. savs she than meetln' a cross-eye- d stranger. I sp't once o'er eacn hand, though. "That must have lifted the hoodoo," ays I, tor here you ait, all ucfe ano sound. Hungry, too, I expect? M'ss Sweeney admits that sue la Then 'et me do tne honors," saya I. I d m'h he Jirte on my way to lunch mjeelf, and by the time we get back Swifty ought to show up. I must say that I waa hopin we d meet Swlfty eomewhere along 42nd street, for this delegate from Pugwash, N. d., when I tows her out Into the sunlight. Is kind of a picturesque female party. It'e more or less of a warmish June day, you know, and while she mtght be costumed for June tn Nova Scotia ehe wae draped a bit heavy for a New York stzzlcr. Also that brown and black mixed suit was1 about tbe homeliest piece of goods ever saw made up. Sort of a rusty brown with woolly black specks in It And the uustv blsek felt Ud with tha shiny feather decoration was distinctly out of season. Miss Sweeley didn't seem to mind, n eyes of though. Them lltle her gaze around calm, and her narrow-gaug- e mouth Is puckered to a thin slit. In fact, everything aoout her, from the hair drawn' sharp noee io the over her ear Into a knot at tight back looks of sort the hack, pinched up. But nothing seem to feaze her, at that. "A plate of fried scrod wll do for me, she suggests. says L "but there's a strike "Sorry, How about of scrod frier On Juat now. a mutotn chop and a baked potato? hot for meat." aays sne. I ain't much "but maybe Itll do. So 1 hunts up a Sijcth avenue chop house and gives a double order. While the bus ooy la eettln' up the table he brushes a fork onto the floor. savs Stashla. "That means "There! company's coming." "Well, jouve oome." 65 8 I. It would have oren "No, saye she. n tpaoii fur pie. A fork means a man. em on your plate von If crossed fmd ,p.i you must tarn your chair around before you sit down. "I can see, says I, "where 'ou and "I was Just shoe-butto- mud-color- i There was the most pressing need for the communication of some spirit to Zebra when I saw htm In the morning. Seated against tbe back of the house, in a vaporous sunlight, be waa a huddled shape of abject misery. Th spent fatalism of hie attitude re-called that ability of the Negro voluntarily to stop breathing which bad been a cause vf such lose to the early slave ships. His wtll. It waa evident, had been crushed, obliterated; probably by tbe conception of an advene power as fantastically crimson and gilded and horrible as a Juggernaut car. Zachary was the sorriest possible bride( groom. I He glanced up indifferently, with yellow, suffused eyes, hi consciousness, it appeared, hardly pSeroed by a query, and then returned to his isolation. I could hear Lucy, through the open door to the kitchen, singing the refrain of a hymn about grievous sinners and the Lamb. She appeared in the doorway, untidy, with a slumberous gaze shadowed by the Incongruous rim of her ha. Standing above us, still and enigmatic and Mack, the Imposing sweep of bar body triumphing over tbe meanness of its garb, she seemed monumental. Then abruptly she was animated by a sudden motive hidden from me until I heard a slow, dragging step, a strained gasping breathing, and the monstrous Negro Abner called Homer Tybo was at the kitchen steps. He was admirably civil and. with a removed hat, hoped that he found tn me better health than he experienced. His misery was powerful sharp, yse sir. Zebras eyes, I saw, were closed; he was, I thought, without a vestige of attention; and then it seemed to me that his utter listless dejection had Homer changed into a strained rigidity. Tybo addressed Lucy as sister, and it developed that he had oome to remonstrate with her but tn a tone of tbe most Christian forbear ano about a small delinquency In bar contribution to a sanctified cause. This waa brought out publicly. Lucy mad no reply other than a flutter of her eyes, and. at her Invitation. Elder Tybo raised his sagging body up the steps' and inside. I repeated to the Rev. Mr. Kaaer whet I oocld remember of Zebra tentative demands end described his subsequent sorry condition. We were once more in fils car, bound to Bayou Tats Blanche, the farthest excursion w had undertaken, and th minister's face grew shadowed and thv grim as I proceeded. " No on can reach them! he cried to a dark. Immobile company of ptnee. After aO these year I am as ignorant ee as your Quaker friend. I know that they brought Africa here, through the West Indies, in a thousand strange form. I have beard occasional words. What Zebra asked you about treating one person for the sickness of another goee Into tbe heart of voodoo; it is concerned with the god of Injury, Elecua. Then there is Olloratn. Bab&gueye. But, more then whis" He made a helpless pered names gesture. The belief of Elecua, that good can only come from harm to another, is mixed up with a Cuban tree, ceiba. Yet If Zebra has been made a victim of such hellish practices, if Lucy is a Brujo, what can we do? When you question them they stare at you stupidly and either say nothing or go off mad. At time late In the summer I have driven up quietly to one of their country churches and listened at a window. It would put cold water in your veins, brother." I saw such a church as he spoke, set 7a a gray waate meeting the sky at the dreary line of a swamp. Small end rained from th ground on brick plies, the paint was blistered from Re boards, a ben bung awry In the cupola, and the windows were closed on a dank Interior. The Rev. Mr. Kaiser had some zmizMm theories which he expressed in his noonant and pleasantly dramatic voice; th Berth, he proclaimed, fought not to free the negro, but to liberate the whit blood in him from servitude. He had, be said, seen paper by famous abolitionists proving this. He progressed to mules, which he supported as the most sagacious animals In existence, and seriously assured me of habits not lnoongmotzs to the bom conduct of grave professor. I gased hastily at his countenance and found it entirely composed. Things more serious followed stories of that passion for personally administered retributive justice called in the North by a shorter, ugly- term, but her th base, almost, of manhood. Thera were tales touched with somber dread, of amazingly beautiful quadroons beautiful, that was, except for their eyes, which resembled the opacity of wet mud. But for hidden traces of bright blue they were as ereamity whits aa gardenias and saturated with a beady and fatal charm. W reached th objective, tho plantation, of our Journey, and mot a cordiality, an utter hospitality of tbe heart, that delayed our return until the approach of dusk. Driving through th deep, soft roads, th moon a huge disk of pallid green, rose abruptly on a world of grayness; w were lost. It seemed to ma. In an Insubstantial region without sounds or reality. Time as well apparently had suspended being, and we went on and on between ghostly fields, by th heavy dampness of cypress brakes and swamps, post tho nt&fcA, "It's 5wy. cy- - Swlfty arc goin to get along fine. You can tell each other a lot of things." avs she Til bet he cant "Huh" tell me much about what unlucky. 1 got most of my knowledge from old Marm who seventh was the Beaublen daughter of a seventh son. tome used n say she was a witch. Anyways, eh, aas A w!e one. Nursed me through tha smallpox and scarlet fever, Marm Beaubien did, and showed me how to make luck charms. Dont turn your head! There a hunchback goin out. and if you turn to look after him you must follow and rub his hump with stiver." Yes. It was sort of entertainin, aft all. taking Stashia out to lunch. But ) waa kind of relieved to find Swifty Jo waitin for us at the studio when we got back. I tells him hed better help Mies Sweeley collect her baggage and pilot her careful out to the wild of South Brook lyn. where her cousin must be worryln about her. I thought theyd gone, too, but the first thing I know Stashla comes rusnin back, rlumps herself down In a chair, end remark breathlet,: "Bread and butter! Eh?" eays I, gawpin. 1 forgot my umbrella. says she. "There It is. In tho corner. X hat about tha bread and blitter? sais I. Oli, ynu must ay that when you come back Into a room after youve forshe explains. gotten something, "Only on got to Bit down first." "Knowin1 all them Huh! saya I ihlngs must kep you busy'. How aoout you. Swlfty. Aint that one on you? Swifty Jo grins foolish from the doorway. but dont admit a thing. We 1. with him taking time off like that Im kept on the jump most of the aft.' oon,r.r taking cure of regiare, but I hat a breathin spell and had about 4 just settled down to glance over tha third baseball extra when the phone rings. -- By But, friend, we mustn't be dismoraHty. mayed. They shall be led out of their long captivity la Egypt, freed rot only In body but tn splnt. Indeed, a little of the latter first " he closed his lips sharply on what had promised to be a stimulating indiscretion V. Ua? 7ln';gwWy, Tm 'surprd. TO DARKEN IT mixture of Sage Tea and Sulphur for darkening gray, streaked and faded hair ie grandmothers recipe, and folks are again using it to keep their hair a good, oven colorr which is quite sensible, as we. are living in an The 'Stashia?" ANGU high-colore- 1919, Its 1 , ill McClure by Newspaper Syndicate) (Copyright, i to the htnta and stories. It's all nonsense. Th dusk fell rwiftly, with an Impenetrable Lance emphasized by the distant quavering ef an owl For a moment from down the road a song but In reality It wae a chant sounded, .a high, sexless wail dying away in a prolonged minor note of hopeleee resignation. There waa a stir in th gloom and Zebra approached, his hat respectfully removed. Abner bad temporarily gone In, and, standing troubled below th porch, the ether asked me if I had any pills for a low down catch in the inward. Naturally I hadnt, and aikviaed him to see a doctor. But he bsA thought I might have something, a powerful concoction, from the unknown north. Actually what he had hoped for wae an amulet, a charm. The Negroes, Kaser told me, carried such things conjure bag ef red flannel with absurd Jumbled oootents. - By Sewell theFord at the automobile shew. v!i! ,h m,et U markt1 cJown on he book Monday1 Conttnoed from preceding pege. i SUNDAY MORNING,... JUNE 27, 1920 par-lor- to 1 your weight JOSEPH HERGESHEIMER Mr. Kaner's firm bearing Impressed me with the fact that he was sustained by hla faith, an allegiance to a superb xrlsion, but I had no such resource; I waa plunged in swampUk aovrky sptLrks of smoking lamps in Negro cabin. The moon climbed into the emptiness above and abed an Increasing radiance into the vacuity below. I recognised that we were nearing Varney when I was conscious of a sound like the low, pervasive murmur of a gigantic hive of beee. VI It died almost at ones, bart it was so unusual an charged with a d.s&greeab'.e po tency, like a human breath unexpectedly stirring my scalp from behind, that I turned disturbed to Kaner He had already stopped tbe motor and sat listening with an intensity of concentration that scarred his face into deep lines. The droning, hollow, and name-leseldisquieting, again hung In the a tt was impossible for me to determine the direction from which K came; but my oompanlon, with the clatter of the starting engine, drove on perhaps for another mile. We were, I knew vaguely, at the edge of the largest swamp of tbe parish. It extended, Kaner had told ma for mile upon mile In a poisonous, stagnant tangle, traversed by y rare, secret paths, through fevers as palpable as th moss draping ,the dead limbs of tha blanched cypress. Then, aa if to Justify oar course, there was a breath of sound, a mere vibration. Ilk that of a dram rubbed by real nous fingers Kaner got down from the aotomobfle with a stony face and narrowed vtartou. Be said: rn ask you to wait where you are." In reply I promptly followed him to tbs retted sand. He added curtly: "I am going into tbe swamp In the name of God and his Son, the Redeemer. But there is so need for you to aooootpany ma Stay out here; you can drive a car. Perhaps yooH have to. No, I am sartous. Back there hi an hour you might be no mors than a rotten log. Or worm, Q. very easily worse. "To think lts primitive Atria," I replied, "and Fm Intensely cartons I'd like to see tt, but to the name of anthropology." Privately I found him a little ridiculous, inflated tn manner. He told me the way was tortuous sad narrow, if I fell I'd sink In th gumbo, perhaps beyond recovery, while a nets a breaking branch, coaid be th signal for incredible disaster. I urged him, in effect, to lead off; but, tn tbe swamp, my spirits fell. There was an abominable odor of measureless decay, with a stop or two I had entered the muck of before history, the sUmo of an era when men were nob well. men. Tbe path twisted by black, iridescent water, over soft hammocks, defined by a floating moonlight like th shimmer ef myriad gauzy Insect. Again I heard the faint, uneasy sound; but now Its mystery had darkened; lt was as If my sensation of a revolting dread below consciousness had been made audMa - What I eould see of the Rev , fears; there was a choking at my throat that couldn't have been worse were I literally sinking In the mud. Theres a plateau a little farther on," be told me, cautiously, stopping. " Dont stumble on IL The turn is sharp. I could see a broader plan of moonllghL an icy rtdlance touched from below with a warmer flickering radian oe. and immediately after the opening was spread behind a matted curtain of wild grppevino a roughly oval space, two or three hundred feet long, shut in everywhere by the impenetrable night of the swamp. At first it seemed empty except for the enormous squatting figure of a man over the ruddy embers of a smokeless fire. Immobile, and stripped of most of his clothing, bis prodigious back was crudely painted in circles and bands of staring whits; then it became evident that Vila bands, hidden from ma, were busy x. . , there was aa Intolerable boars whimper, and as hastily as possible I turned from a small furry animal outraged and coughing, lifted Into view. At that moment lt was born upon mm that the plateau was banked with Negroes The elusive light defined their features on tbe darkness as If Us magic had created them from the stale vapors of the pasL They were motionless. Intent and aCenL except for tbe suppressed volume of their labored breathing. While they were like statues carved from the night, they were, as well, charged with a raw hysterical emotion bound tn an ugly abnormal rigidity. The savagery of the pelnted figure hideously employed by th embers gained a strange Irony from the surrounding Inappropriately modern garb. I saw thick shoulders In tut electric blue suit with a violet dotted tie and checked cap; there were glimpses ef tbs overalls of field hands, th recognisable clothes of Indispensable ctvlUzed vocations, the solemn travesty of formal broadcloth. There was the glitter of a heavy watch chain across a light waistcoat and th pasta jewelry of tie pins unsubstantial trifles on the oppressive revelation ef a spirit stronger, older, than all tha evil and good farces of human society. Then, with th merest breath ef the Invisible drum, a momentary shudder of sound, a tense whisper swept about th open. "Changu, Changu." Th cbes man roe painfully; and tha painted mask of hla faoa, skull like in Its whiteness, seamed totally detached from his mountainous flesh. He stood swaying livid and obecen against tbs blurred fir when advancing toward him from th profound obscurity was th stark blackness ef a wiwnsa with bar mag-ntflcs- hair woven Into a flaring crown ef reae mallow flowers color lew under th moon. Sis stopped and lifted her arms tn ah opening gesture that seemed to draw all th earth up to her, and aa she stood th light poured over her shining body with th quick liquid silver gleams of water. I saw this, but with th reaHsatUm' ef infinitely more, wheel tb Rev. Mr. Kaner, moving with th xtretnsat slow car. Wared me back over th twisting path,. Again amazingly in th car b fen Into a bitter, silent dejection. w could do "Of course," I ventured, nothing. Except, perhaps, like that unhappy eat, in the way of sacrifice." Be made no reply. "Tou recognized the woman? I tried one more. He spoke, hardly audibly, but not la answer to ma " Changu, th bestial god, still unchained. Perversely I thought of the ceremony In Abner Shaptey'U swept parlor, a plac that so entirely resembled Its owners orderly and simple virtues; I heard Kaners deep, assured tones: "Dearly beloved, w are gathered together tn th sight of God This memory gave place to a depression ss heavy as th minister's, as profound, but (Bffvrsnt. It didn't belong specially to what I had aeon, hut to wbat It held of m, ef Kaner, ef every oo alive, of all men. It might wed be, forever to b born pot wbat was happening just than in th moonlight of th swamp, but because I was part of U Inescapably, In a calling drum. It was a part of ma Th futns pretens of a separate spiritual eminence and wisdom, my cook fertabi aloofnsss. was lost In th reslltoriozi that, supremely, there were no Negroes and no whits men. only aa appalling process! o of Ilfs, Burdened with the fetishes of Its brutal fears, reaching from th primal to the dry aeorettreness of dusL Abner was seated placidly before his housa sad from down tbe road, from aa ebaeuro I eabla, cam a walling drift ef Immeasurably sad song. Zachary Is very low. Tv had a doctors but U was as good as uselesa They hare Uttl resistance, tt seam a, and often die with-su- t the slightest apparent causa" Leaving directly after breakfast, I kUd A sum for Lucy beside my plate. The tod morocco slippers dragged listlessly over th floor; under the battered gray hat her fire wae sodden with weariness Abner Shapely gently reopened aa attitude that hot palpably, so decently, th evidence of grist - While to destroy hi security with that vlaio f abysmal savagery, of th vicarious curing was tt by a lustful god of Homer Tybo, farthest of every Intention from my tttnfto f al ' . mental dismay. ItozSiMi IMti to lisl I |