through into the little room.
The mucker won to the girl's side first, and snatching Oda Yorimoto's
long sword from the floor he threw his great weight against the door,
and commanded the girl to make for the window and escape to the forest
as quickly as she could.
"Theriere is waiting dere," he said. "He will see youse de moment yeh
reach de window, and den youse will be safe."
"But you!" cried the girl. "What of you?"
"Never yeh mind me," commanded Billy Byrne. "Youse jes' do as I tells
yeh, see? Now, beat it," and he gave her a rough shove toward the
And then, between the combined efforts of the samurai upon one side and
Billy Byrne of Kelly's gang upon the other the frail door burst from its
rotten hinges and fell to one side.
The first of the samurai into the little room was cleft from crown to
breast bone with the keen edge of the sword of the Lord of Yoka wielded
by the mighty arm of the mucker. The second took the count with a left
hook to the jaw, and then all that could crowd through the little door
swarmed upon the husky bruiser from Grand Avenue.
Barbara Harding took one look at the carnage behind her and then sprang
to the window. At a short distance she saw the jungle and at its edge
what she was sure was the figure of a man crouching in the long grass.
"Mr. Theriere!" she cried. "Quick! They are killing Byrne," and then
she turned back into the room, and with the short sword which she still
grasped in her hand sprang to the side of the mucker who was offering
his life to save her.
Byrne cast a horrified glance at the figure fighting by his side.
"Fer de love o' Mike! Beat it!" he cried. "Duck! Git out o' here!"
But the girl only smiled up bravely into his face and kept her place
beside him. The mucker tried to push her behind him with one hand while
he fought with the other, but she drew away from him to come up again a
little farther from him.
The samurai were pushing them closely now. Three men at a time were
reaching for the mucker with their long swords. He was bleeding from
numerous wounds, but at his feet lay two dead warriors, while a third
crawled away with a mortal wound in his abdomen.
Barbara Harding devoted her energies to thrusting and cutting at those
who tried to press past the mucker, that they might
The detonation of the thunder and the glare of lightning through an occasional rift in the vaporous wall proclaimed the continued fury of the tempest upon the surface of the sea; but we, far above it all, rode in comparative ease upon the upper gale.Page 8
I seized the telephone at my elbow, pressing upon the button which would call the chief engineer to the instrument in the bowels of the ship, only to find him already at the receiver attempting to reach me.Page 13
But, for some reason which I could not then account, I was strangely overcome by a premonition of personal misfortune.Page 17
Had a city ever stood there, no sign of it remained.Page 18
Before long we had uncovered many other indications that a great battle had been fought upon the ground where we stood.Page 21
Upon the beach, we skinned the deer and cut away as much meat as we thought we could dispose of, and as we were again embarking to continue up the river for fresh water and fuel, we were startled by a series of screams from the bushes a short distance away.Page 26
I could not help but compare this once great water-way with the waters about our New York,.Page 29
As he came I pumped two more bullets into.Page 31
Without a sound, he slipped to the earth, and then I turned the weapon upon the other guard, who was now about to attack me.Page 36
They would eat you.Page 37
Where, indeed! I had not thought of that.Page 47
be escaped.Page 49
His devilish eyes bored straight through the semi-darkness toward us.Page 55
I did not know that lions are not fond of water, nor did I know if Victory could swim, but death, immediate and terrible, stared us in the face if we remained, and so I took the chance.Page 63
I was not enjoying the exploration of modern Europe as I had anticipated--I was unhappy.Page 64
I left the work to Delcarte, however, and in a moment we had two antelope and the landscape to ourselves.Page 65
7 We stood there, grouped about the body of the dead Grabritin, looking futilely down the river to where it made an abrupt curve to the west, a quarter of a mile below us, and was lost to sight, as though we expected to see the truant returning to us with our precious launch--the thing that meant life or death to us in this unfriendly, savage world.Page 74
Naturally, the colonel had not confided to me the nature of his orders.Page 81
The yellow men were bombarding New Gondar again.Page 87
I asked him who was victorious in that war, and he shook his head sadly as he replied: "Pan-America, perhaps, and China, with the blacks of Abyssinia," he said.