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ton back shot the puck to a wing; it was re- shown you had the speed, but your passing 's layed to their captain; he caught it, dodged, poor." and, with a short, sharp lift, sent it hurling The Bird's face went white. “I know through for the second score.

you 're criticizing me," he flared; "but just "Fine business!” exploded Mutt. “That remember, I'm only trying to fill a bet

ter player's place.”

"Exactly," retorted the coach, instantly. "You 're playing the same game Hip did. You 're thinking only of yourself. What you want to remember is that you 're filling no one's place but your own; that you 're not playing for anything but your school. You 've the chance you've always wanted; you're wearing your letters; you ’re to remember one thing and one thing only-you're a forward for St. Jo's." His hand suddenly fell on the boy's shoulder. There has n't been good team-work between us two, old fellow," he said. "That's been entirely my fault. Will you pull with me now for the old school?"

The Bird was not the only one who gasped at this public acknowledgment of wrong done. Had Cam spoken of “forgiving and forgetting,” they would have all thought the less of him. But the Humming-bird could understand straight

talk as well as he could "AND NOW HE WAS SKATING FOR ST. JO'S!"

recognize a man. settles this game. If the Bird had made that "You bet I will!” he promised blindly. pass, the score 'd been tied now.”

"Then go beat 'em, fellows! And change But the score was not tied at the end of signals; call 'St. Jo's for a pass.'" He smiled the half. It was still 2 to 0. The Norton as he waved them on to the ice, and the Bird crowd was jubilant. The rest of the game was not the only one who felt better as the would be slaughter. Mr. Campbell came referee's whistle blew. up to his team. They hung their heads be- But if St. Jo's went into the closing half fore he could speak.

with new spirit, Norton matched it with her "You 're doing better than I had hoped," confidence of victory already in hand. Those he said cheerfully. "You can win. You've first five minutes of whirlwind play had both

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sides of the rink shouting like Indians. Each He knew the Bird should have wheeled in to seven refused to go on the defensive. It was back the play. If he had n't—"St. Jo's!” he fight, fight, fight, skating at topspeed and rush- cried, and tapped the puck gently into the ing until the breath camein short, sharp gasps. open ice before the Norton goal.

It was Dickson who finally gave them a There was a yell as the crowd saw the free moment's rest and sent St. Jo's wild. His puck; another as the Bird and the Norton shot was a desperate one, but the puck flew goal-keeper charged. Would it be crash or true and the score was 2 to 1 at last.

score? Rescue or victory? The Norton captain whispered to his for- "Faster!" High above the roar the Hippo's wards as they lined up. As soon as play be- voice urged his room-mate on. gan, Dickson understood. They were going The Bird's skates rang out a tattoo on the to play safe. “Faster now!" Dick called to ice. His eyes were on the puck, but the Norhis line. But they had driven almost to their ton boy was beating him. It would be close, last ounce. The game became football, and but that would be all. He had done his best Norton was well content to have the puck to fill Hip's place, but that was not enough. hang in the scrimmages. Yet, slowly, St. "St. Jo's!" Jo's edged her way down the ice. Again and Cam's clear voice rang above the din. again a Norton forward sent the puck out of There was no signal there; it could mean but danger, but a St. Jo's back shot it down once one thing. The man was calling to the boy more and the slow attack commenced again. to rise to the crisis, to give more than his tired And at last came reward. Some one in the muscles had; calling on him in the name of scrimmage gave the tap which sent the puck the school, calling on him to show the unconbetween the Norton posts and tied the score. querable spirit of St. Jo's.

"Is n't more than a minute left,” gulped The Norton player swooped forward. Dickson; "don't let it go overtime. We Even as his stick swept out to take the puck, can't last."

it all became clear in the Bird's quick brain. “What 'll we do?" puffed Sackett.

The chance was there, had he the speed to “Open up the game. No more football.” take it. And now he was skating for St. Jo's!

"We'll feed the puck to you." The Hum- In such a close play the puck must be ming-bird's feet were like lead. “You do dribbled to his left. His right skate dug the shooting; we'll get it to you somehow.” deep. It was he who dodged. But before

The whistle blew. The puck shot off to the sharp-cut arc was half completed, the one side. A Norton wing was on it in a flash. left skate bit and the Humming-bird whirled But Sackett was there, too. “Pass!" he in like a flash of light. There was the swish yelled, and shot it through the very heart of of his stick, a thud, silence, then a mounting the line to the Bird on the opposite wall. roar as the puck shot through the Norton goal.

He caught the slithering puck and looked It was a howling, triumphant, half-crazy ahead. The side-line was clear. He started Hip who grabbed him. “Great!” he yelled. down at full speed. Across the ice came a "Huroo! You sure made good for us both!" clear-called “St. Jo's!" It was the new signal But he saw only the eyes of the coach above Cam had given them. Without waiting to the Hippo's broad shoulders, and in them place the unseen danger, he sent the puck was a queer twinkle. And then the Humflashing across the ice.

ming-bird, who had sneered at that intangiDickson caught it cleverly, but the Nor- ble something called "school spirit," gulped. ton back was on him before he could shoot. "Sure!” he agreed. “But St. Jo's won!"


Little Brother of the woods, swifter than the air,
Oh be careful as you run! Of the owl beware!
Staring-eyed he watches you, Little Brother Hare;
And the fox is watching, too, from his hidden lair.
Oh be careful as you run, Little Brother Hare!

Grace Purdie Moon.

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SYNOPSIS OF THE FIRST INSTALMENT PROFESSOR AMANDUS Ditson, the great scientist, has discovered the location of Eldorado, where for hundreds of years the Incas of Peru threw the best emeralds of their kingdom into the lake as an offering. The professor's ambition in life is to secure a living specimen of the bushmaster, the largest and most venomous of South American serpents. He calls on Big Jim Donegan, the lumber-king and gemcollector, and offers to lead a party to the lake if Jim will finance the trip, and to allow the lumber-king to have the emeralds, provided Ditson can keep the bushmasters. Jim promptly agrees to this, and Jud, the old trapper, Will, and Joe, the Indian boy, who together found the Blue Pearl for Jim Donegan, agree to go on the trip.


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than goes down, when bang! it 's as black as A WEEK later found the whole party aboard one of the great South American liners bound “We 'll have that seen to at once," refor Belem. The voyage across was unevent- sponded the professor, sarcastically. "In ful except for the constant bickerings between the meantime, be as patient as you can.” Jud and Professor Ditson, in which Will and With the coming of the dark, a deafenJoe acted sometimes as peacemakers and ing din began. Frogs and toads croaked, sometimes as pace-makers. Then, one morn- drummed, brayed, and roared. Cicadas ing, Will woke up to find that the ocean whirred, and a vast variety of crickets and had changed overnight from a warm sap- grasshoppers added their shrill note to the green to a muddy clay-color. Although they uproar, so strange to visitors and so unnoticed were not yet within sight of land, the vast by natives in the tropics. river had swept enough earth from the south- Hey, Professor!" shouted Jud, above the ern continent into the ocean to change the tumult, "what in time is all this noise, anycolor of the water for a hundred miles out way?' at sea.

Just at sunrise the next day the "What noise?'' inquired Professor Ditson, steamer glided up the Amazon on its way abstractedly. to the old city of Belem, seventy miles inland. The old trapper waved both hands in a

"The air smells like a hot, moldy cellar!" circle around his head and turned to the boys grumbled Jud; and soon the Cornwall pil- for sympathy. “Sounds like the Cornwall grims began to glimpse things strange and Drum and Fife Corps at their worst!” he new to all three of them. Groups of slim shrieked. assai palms showed their feathery foliage; "What do you mean, Jud?" said Will, slender lianas hung like green snakes from winking at Joe. the trees; and everywhere were pineapple Poor Jud!” chimed in the latter, shaking plants, bread-fruit trees, mangos, blossom- his head sadly, “this trip too much for him. ing oranges and lemons, rows of enormous He hearing noises inside his head.” silk-cotton trees, and superb banana plants, For a moment, Jud looked so horrified that, with glossy, velvety green leaves twelve feet in in spite of their efforts to keep up the joke, length curving over the roof of nearly every the boys broke down and laughed uproarhouse. Beyond the city the boys had a iously. sight of the jungle, which almost without a “You 'll get so used to this," said Professor break covers the greater part of the Amazon Ditson, at last understanding what they basin, the largest river-basin on earth. They were talking about, “that after a few nights landed just before sunset, and under Profes- you won't notice it at all." sor Ditson's direction, a retinue of porters At the professor's bungalow they met two carried their luggage to the professor's house, other members of the expedition. One of far down the beach, the starting-point for these was Hen Pine, a negro over six feet tall, many of his South American expeditions. but with shoulders of such width that he

As the sun set, the sudden dark of the seemed much shorter. He had an enormous tropics dropped down upon them, with none head that seemed to be set directly between of the twilight of higher latitudes. Jud his shoulders, so short and thick was his neck. grumbled at the novelty.

Hen had been with Professor Ditson for many

years, and, in spite of his size and strength, "I remember reading about it at school. was of a happy, good-natured disposition, When Magellan sailed așound Cape Horn, constantly showing his white teeth in irresist- his sailors saw it and were afraid that they ible smiles. Pinto, Professor Ditson's other would sail so far south that the sky would n't retainer, was short and dark, an Indian of have any stars. What cheered them up,” the Mundurucu tribe, that warlike people went on Will, "was the sight of old Orion, which early made an alliance of peace with which stays in the sky in both hemispheres," the Portugese pioneers of Brazil and which and he pointed out the starry belt to Jud and they had always scrupulously kept. Pinto Joe, with that sky-king Sirius shining above had an oval, aquiline face, and his bare breast it instead of below as in the northern hemiand arms had the cross-marks of dark-blue sphere. tattooing which showed him to have won As Jud and the boys stared up at the high rank as a warrior on the lonely River of familiar line of the three stars, with rose-red the Tapirs, where his tribe had held their own Betelgeuse on one side and fire-white Rigel against the fierce Mayas, those outlawed on the other, they too felt something of the cannibals who are the terror of the South American forest.

That evening, after dinner, Professor Ditson took Jud and the boys out for a walk along the beach which stretched away in front of them in a long white curve under the light of the full moon. The night was full of strange sounds, and in the sky overhead burned new stars and unknown constellations, undimmed even by the moonlight, which showed like snow against the shadows of the jungle. Professor Ditson pointed out to the boys Agena and Bungula, a noble pair of firstmagnitude stars never seen in the north, which flamed in the violet-black sky. As they

"ONLY A HARMLESS HOUSE-LIZARD" looked, Will remembered the night up near Wizard Pond before the bear came, when Joe same comfort that the old-time navigators had told him Indian stories of the stars. To- had known at the sight of this constellation, night, almost overhead, shone the most steadfast when the Great Bear and even the famous of all the tropical constellations, the pole star itself had faded from the sky. As Southern Cross.

they continued to gaze upward they caught Professor Ditson told them that it had sight of another star, which shone with a been seen on the horizon of Jerusalem about wild, blue gleam that rivaled the green the date of the Crucifixion. From that day, glare of even the dog-star, Sirius. Professor the precession of the equinoxes had carried it Ditson told them that it was Canopus, Moslowly southward, and it became unknown to hammed's star, which he thought led him to Europeans until Amerigo Vespucci on his victory, even as Napoleon believed that the first voyage saw the Cross and exultantly planet Venus, seen by daylight, was his wrote that he had seen the “Four Stars," of guiding star. Then the professor traced for which the tradition had lingered. The pro- them that glittering river of stars, Eridanus, fessor told them that it was the sky-clock of and showed them, guarding the southern the tropics and that sailors, shepherds, and horizon, gleaming Achernar, the End of the other night-wanderers could tell the time River, a star as bright as is Arcturus or Vega within fifteen minutes of watch-time by the in the northern sky. Then he showed them position of the two upper stars of this constel- Fomalhaut, of the Southern Fish, which in lation.

the north they had seen in the fall just skip“It looks more like a kite than a cross,” ping the horizon, one of the faintest of the interjected Jud. "What 's that dark patch first-magnitude stars. Down in the southin the Milky Way?'' he inquired, pointing to ern hemisphere it had come into its own and a strange black, blank space showing in the gleamed as brightly near this northern horimilky glimmer of the galaxy.

zon as did Achernar by the southern. It “That must be the Coal-sack," broke in was Will who discovered the Magellanic Will, before Professor Ditson could reply. clouds, like fragments of the Milky Way

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