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A HEARTLESS
covered me and
brakeman
kicked
the train at Palisades. I
didnt care greatly. As well be
dropped here in Moses Coulee like a
me
dis-
off
at the edge of the mighty Columbia
River. I had found this thriving lit-
tle city unsympathetic and not par-
ticularly hospitable. I couldnt, there-
fore, retrace my steps. Besides, J
never have liked to go back over lost
bag of spoiled meal as farther up the ground. I saw the train which had
line. When a man knows he has but dropped me crawl like a snake up the
a short time to live, what matters it? steep incline which led out of the
Had I not been endowed with a large coulee. I hadnt the strength to fol-
modicum of my beloved fathers stub- low. I knew that I could never make
bornness I believe I should, long ere the climb.
this, have crawled away into some
So, wearily, I trudged out to the
hole, like a mongrel cur, to die. There
road and headed farther into the cou-
tvas no chance to cheat the Grim lee, to come, some hours later, to an-
Reaper. That had been settled long other cul-de-sac. It was another (to
ago, when, without a gas mask, I had me impossible) incline, this time a
gone through a certain little town in wagon road. I have since learned that
Flanders. this road leads, via a series of three
My lungs were just about done. huge terraces bridged by steep in-
Dont think I am making a bid for clines, out of Moses Coulee. It is
sympathy. I know a sick man seldom
called The Three Devils dont ask
arouses in the breast Of strangers any me why, for it was named by the
other emotion than disgq^t. Siwash Indians.
681
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the chimney of which a spiral of blue that had been denied me.
smoke arose lazily into the air. Here I nodded in answer to the question.
were folks, country folks, upon whose The man strode to the door and
hospitality I had long ago learned to pointed.
rely. Grimy with the dust of the trail, See there? he asked. Thats
damp with perspiration, red spots the road you came here on, against
dancing in the air before my eyes be- that two hundred-foot cliff. Opposite
cause of the unaccustomed exertion that cliff, back of my house, is another
to which I had compelled myself, I cliff, thirteen hundred feet high.
turned aside and presently knocked Matter of fact, my place is almost
at the door of the farmhouse. surrounded by cliffs, dont need to
A kindly housewife answered my build fences, except where the coulee
knock and bade me enter. I was opens away toward Columbia River,
shortly told to seat myself at the ta- which is some lot of miles away from
ble to partake of the tasty viands here. Cliffs both sides of it, all the
brought forth by this taciturn woman way down. No other exit, except
of the coulee. When I had finished there!
eating I arose from my place and was As he spoke he swung his extended
about to ask her what I might do in forearm straight toward the cliff to
payment for the meal, when I was the north.
seized with a fit of coughing which See what looks like a great black
left me faint and trembling; and I shadow against the face of the cliff,
had barely composed myself when the right where she turns to form the
womans husband and a half -grown curve of the coulee?
boy entered the house silently and Yes, I see it.
looked at me. Well, that ain t a shadow. That s
How
come a man as sick as you the entrance to another and smaller
isout on the road afoot like this? coulee which opens into this one. It
demanded the man. is called Steamboat Coulee, and if
at that black shadow on the cliff Again that queer hesitation before
which was the entrance to Steamboat the answer. When it came the tones
Coulee, and while I stared it had come were strangely harsh, almost a rebuke.
to me that the huge maw looked oddly YThat difference does a name
like a great open mouth that might make? We
dont go much on last
take one in and leave no trace. There names here. That there is Reuben,
was something menacing about it, dis- boy, and this is my wife, Hildreth.
tant though it was. I felt that this My own name is Plone. You can tell
unexplainable aura would become us what to call you, if you wish; but
more depressing as one approached it dont make much difference if you
the coulee. I had begun to distrust dont care to.
these people, too. The woman and My name is Harold Skidmore,
the son talked too little, even for peo- late of the U. S. Army. Once more
ple who lived much alone. allow me to thank you, then I shall go
584 WEIRD TALES
into my new home before it gets so vated for many years. It had been
dark I cant find it. plowed once upon a time, but the
plowing had been almost obliterated
Thats all right. Reuben will
along and show you the place.
^
Hillie, by scattered growths of green sage-
put up a sack of grub for Skidmore. brush which had pushed through and
Enough to last him a couple of days. begun to thrive, while in the open we
Hell probably be too sore from his struggled through regular matted
walk to come out for more before that growths of wild hollyhocks, heavy
and we may be too busy to take any \vith their fiery blooms. Plone s
farm was nothing but a desert on the
in to him.
coulee floor.
The woman dropped her arms to
her side and moved into the kitehen But we were approaching Steam-
to do the bidding of Plone. Plone! boat Coulee entrance, and the nearer
What an odd name for a man! I we strode the less I liked the bargain
studied him as, apparently having I had made, for the entrance looked
forgotten me, he stared moodily down more like a huge mouth than ever.
the haze-filled coulee. I tried to see But those red spots were dancing be-
what his eyes were seeking, but all I fore my eyes again and may have
could tell' was that he watched the helped me to imagine things.
road by which I had come to this When we reached the entrance its
place ^watched it carefully and in mouthlike appearance was not so pro-
silence, as though he expected other nounced, and the rock which had
visitors to come around the bend looked like a steamboat did not re-
which leads to the Three Devils. He semble a steamboat at all. The floor
did not turn back to me again; and of this coulee was a dry stream-bed
when, ten minutes or so later, Reuben which, when the spring freshets came,
touched my arm and started off in the must have been a roaring torrent.
direction of Steamboat, Plone was
still staring down the road. efore entering the coulee behind
I looked back after we had left the B Reuben I looked back at the
house well behind, and he was watch- house of Plone, and shouted in amaze-
ing me now, while his. taciturn wife ment.
stood motionless beside him, with her Reuben! Where is the house? I
arms akimbo. Looking at the two can see all of that end of the coulee,
made me feel strangely uncomfort- and your house is not in sight!
able again, so I turned back and tried We come over a, rise, a high one,
to engage Reuben in conversation. As thats all, he replied carelessly; if
soon as I spoke he quickened his we go back a piece we can see the
stride so that it took all of my breath house. Only we aint got time. I
to keep pace with him. want to show you the cabin and get
But I had a chance to study the back before dark. This coulee aint
territory over which we traveled. nice to get caught in after dark.
Back in my mind I remembered It isnt? I questioned. Why
Plone s remark about his melon not?
patches, and looked about for sight of But Reuben had begun the entrance
them. We were half way to the to Steamboat Coulee and did not an-
Steamboat Coulee entrance, yet I swer. I was very hesitant about fol-
hadnt seen a melon patch or any- lowing him now, for I knew that he
thing that remotely resembled one. had lied to me. We hadnt come over
Though I knew absolutely nothing any rise, and I should have been able
about farming, I would have sworn to see that farmhouse! What had
that this ground hadnt been culti- happened to my eyes? Were they,
THE GHOSTS OP STEAMBOAT COULEE 585
like mylungs, failing me ? I stopped make out the outline of a squatty log
dead-still, there in the bottom of that cabin.
dry stream-bed. Reuben stopped, Ten minutes later I had a fire go-
ahead of me, and looked silently back. ing in the cracked stove which the
He smiled at me insolently, a sort of house boasted, and its light was driv-
challenging smile. Just stood there ing away the shadows in the comers.
smiling. What else could I do? I There was one chair in the house, and
strode on after Reuben.
a rough bed against the wall. The
I liked this coulee less and less as
board floor was well laid no cracks
we went deeper into it. Walls rose through which venturesome rattlers
straight on either hand, and they might smell me out. I made sure of
were so close that they seemed to be this before I would let Reuben get
pressing over upon me. The stream- away, and that the door could be
bed narrowed and deepened. On its closedand bolted.
banks grew thickets of wild willow,
Well, said Reuben, who had
interspersed with clumps of squaw-
stoodby while I put the place rap-
berry bushes laden with pink fruit.
idly to rights, youll be all right
Behind these thickets arose the talus
now. Snug as a bug in a rug ^if you
slope of shell-rock.
aint afraid of ghosts!
I studied the slopes for signs of
His hand had dropped to the door-
pathways which might lead out of
knob as he began to talk, and when
this coulee in case a heavy rain should
he had uttered this last sinister sen-
fill the stream-bed and cut off my re-
tence he opened the door and slipped
treat by the usual way, but saw none.
out before I could stop him. Those
I saw instead something that filled
last sixwords had sent a chill through
me with a sudden feeling of dread, my whole body. In a frenzy of fear
causing a sharp constriction of my
which I could not explain, I rushed
throat. It was just a mottled mass on
to the door and looked out, intending
a large rock ; but as I looked at it the Reuben back.
to call
mass moved, untwisted itself, and a
I swear he hadnt had time to reach
huge snake glided out of sight in the
that stream-bed and drop into it out
rocks.
of sight; but when I looked out he
Reuben, I called, are there
was nowhere and when
to be seen, I
many snakes in this coulee?
shouted his name until the echoes rang
Thousands! he replied without
to right and left through the coulee,
looking back. Rattlers, blue racers
there was no answer! He must have
and bull whips but mostly rattlers.
fairly flown out of that thicket!
Keep your shanty closed at night and
I closed the door and barred it,
stay in the stream-bed in the daytime
and they wont be any danger to placed the chair-back under the door-
you! knob, and sat down upon the edge of
Well, I was terribly tired, else I the bed, gazing into the fire.
would have turned around and quit- What sort of place had I wandered
ted this coulee yes, though I fell into?
For a time the wind
dead from exhaustion ten minutes Iustling of
later. As it was I followed Reuben, through the willows outside the log
who turned aside finally and climbed cabin was my only answer. Then a
out of the dry stream. I followed him gritty grating sound beneath the
and stood upon a trail which led floor, slow and intermittent, told me
down a gloomy aisle into a thicket of that a huge snake, sluggish with the
willows. Heavy shadows hung in this coolness of the evening, was crawling
woody aisle, but through these I could there and was at that moment scrap-
.
about the bases of the willows below. dred feet farther up the slope! It
1 kept on climbing. was beyond all reason; weird beyond
Once I almost fell when I stepped the wildest imagination. But un-
upon something round, which writhed doubtedly* the wailing of a babe.
beneath my foot, causing me to jump I did not believe in ghosts. I stud-
straight into the air with a half-sup- ied the spot whence the wail issued,
pressed cry of fear. I was glad now but could see no blotch of white. Only
that the coulee was cold after night- two lambent dots, set close together,
fall, else the snake, were it by chance
glowing like resting fireflies among
a rattler, could have struck me a the shale. I saw them for but a sec-
death-blow. The cold, however, made
ond only. Undoubtedly mating fire-
the vile creature sluggish.
flies, and they had flown.
ing, down
the watercourse, in the di- last nights rambles among the shale,
rection I had come before darkness and could not figure out which way I
with Reuben. should,' go to win free of this coulee.
Long before I had reached it my Then I remembered the direction
poor body failed me and I fell to the Plone had taken, and set out to trace
sandy floor, coughing my lungs away, his footsteps, but there were none I
!
while scarlet stains wetted the Sand could not understand it, for I had
near my mouth. seen Plone quite plainly in the moon-
Then blackness descended. light.
said nothing. Just stared at me, un- in which slimy mud-puppies played,
blinking. hidden forever from the light of the
I asked her about leaving this place sun.
and she shook her head, as though she I shivered as the picture came back
did not catch my meaning. to me.
For Gods sake, Hildreth! 1 Then I stepped back, to search
cried; cant you speak? about the place for paper, so that,
For it had come to me that had
I with the aid of a pencil which I pos-
never heard her speak. When had
I sessed, she might write what she had
first entered the farmhouse she had to tell me. I found it and turned
placed a meal for me, and had bidden back to the woman, who had watched
me eat of it. But I remembered now me gravely while I searched. Noting
that she had done so by gestures with the paper she shook her head, telling
her hands. me mutely that she could not write.
In answer now to my question she Then Plone, his face as dark as a
opened her mouth and pointed into it thundercloud, stood in the doorway !
with her forefinger. Hildreth, the To me he paid no attention. His
wife of Plone, had no tongue eyes, glowering below heavy brows,
Did you ever hear a tongueless per- burned as he stared at the woman. In
son try to speak? It is terrible. For her eyes I could read fright unutter-
after this all-meaning gesture there able. She gave one frightened croak
came a raucous croak from the mouth and turned to flee. But she could
of Hildreth wordless, gurgling, alto- not go far, for she fled toward the
gether meaningless. bare wall opposite the open door.
I understood no word ; but the eyes Plone leaped after her, while I
of the woman, strangely glowing now, jumped forward to fling him aside ere
were eloquent. She was trying to he could lay hands upon the woman.
warn me of something, and stamped Imagine my horror when Hildreth
her foot impatiently when I did not touched the wall and vanished
understand. I saw her foot move as through it as though there had been
she stamped it ^but failed to notice no wall! I caught a glimpse of the
at the time that the contact of her wall, not a breach in it, before Plone,
foot with the board floor made no too, plunged through and was gone!
noise ! Later I remembered it. To me now came an inkling of what
When I shook my head she arose it all meant. Now I understood, or
from her chair and strode to the door, thought I did, the mystery of the dis-
flinging it wide. Then she pointed up appearing farmhouse. Was this land
the coulee in the direction I had just into which I had stumbled a land of
come. Again that raucous croak, still wraiths and shadows? A land of rest-
meaningless. Once more I shook my less dead people? Why?
head. Trembling in every fiber of my be-
What was there, up that coulee, ing I strode to the wall where Plone
that menaced me? and his wife had gone through, and
I was filled with dread of the un- ran my hand over the rough walls.
known, wished with all my soul that They were as solid, almost, as the day
I could understand what this woman the cabin had been built. To me this
was trying to say to me. What was was a great relief. I should not have
there up the coulee, about which she been surprized had the walls also
strove to tell me? proved to be things of shadow-sub-
AH' I could think of was a hidden stance, letting me through to stand
graveyard, dotted with rotting crosses amazed upon the shell-rock behind the
and, in the center of the plot, a pool cabin.
594 WEIRD TALES
Here was one place in the coulee of began to gesture. Her mouth opened
shadows that was real. and I imagined I again heard that
I went to the door, locked and raucous croak of the tongueless. Again
barred it. Then I returned and her eyes were eloquent, mutely giving
lighted the stove to disperse the un- a warning which I could not under-
natural chill that hovered in the room. stand.
After this I searched out my food Pear seizing me in its terrible grip,
and wolfed some of it ravenously. An- I leaped from my bed and threw wood
other thought came to me : if Reuben, on thefire, hoping to dispel this silent
Plone and Hildreth were nothing but shadow. When the light flared up the
shadows, where had I procured this head shimmered swiftly and began
food, which was real enough and well to fade away but not before I saw a
;
wind had scooped up from the bed of for her very life with her brutal hus-
the dry stream. The wind was ter- band She was groveling on her
I thought; but ever
rific, it increased
!
knees at his feet ^liis hands were
in power and violence. about her throat. As she begged for
The patter on the roof and the rat- mercy I could understand her words.
tle in the eaves began to take on a She had a tongue, after all! Then
new significance for the patter
;
Plone, holding Hildreth with his left
sounded like the scamper of baby feet hand, raised his right and, crooking
above my head, while the wailing it like a fearful talon, poised it above
as her eyes followed the figures of Plone, too, was silently watching,
her husband and her son. Then she standing just inside the door, with
extended her hands in a pleading ges- his back toward me. As I watched
ture, calling to the two who dragged him he moved slightly, edging toward
the body. the table.
Then she began to follow them Then Plone was upon the stranger,
along the stream-bed, dodging from a carving knife, snatched from the
thicket to on the bank as
thicket table, in his hand.
though she screened her movements But why continue ? I had seen this
from Plone and Eeuben. I watched same scene, slightly varied, but a few
her until her wraithlike form blended minutes before, in the sand of the dry
with the shadows in the thickets and stream.
disappeared from view. I watched them rifle the clothes of
As I watched her go, and saw the the dead man, stepped aside as they
figures of Plone and Eeuben passing
dragged the body forth and away, up
around a sharp bend in the dry the coulee. For where is the hand
that can halt thb passing of shadows ?
stream, there came back to my mem-
For hours I watched, there beside
ory a mental picture of a graveyard
the cabin, while Eeuben and Plone
located in perpetual shadow, adorned
carried forward their ghastly work.
with rotting crosses upon which no
Many times during those hours did I
names were written. Slimy stones at
see them make their kill. Ever it was
the edge of a muddy pool populated
Plone who commanded, ever it was
by serpentine mud-puppies.
Eeuben who stood at his fathers side
Turning then, I hurried back to the to assist. Ever it was Hildreth who
cabin, whose door now stood open
raised her hand or her voice in pro-
to pause aghast at the threshold, star-
test.
ing into the interior.
Then, suddenly, she was back in
the cabin with Eeuben and Plone.
A TA table in the center of the room
She told the latter something, gestur-
a table loaded with things to ing vehemently as she spoke. These
eat, fresh and steaming from the gestures were simple, easy to under-
stove sat another stranger, this stand. For she pointed back down
time a mandressed after the manner the coulee, in the direction of Steam-
of city folk. His clothing bespoke boat Eock. Somehow I knew that
wealth and refinement, while his man- what she tried to tell him was that
ner of eating told that he was accus- she had gone forth and told the au-
tomed to choicer food than that of thorities what he and Eeuben had
which necessity now compelled him done. Plone s face became black with
to partake. Daintily he picked over wrath. Eeuben s turned to the pasty
the viands, sorting judiciously, while gray of fear which is unbounded.
near the stove stood Hildreth, her Both sprang to the door and stared
eyes wide with fright and wordless down the coulee. Then Plone leaped
entreaty. back to Hildreth, striking her in the
Eeuben stood in a darkened comer face with his fist. She fell to the
and his eyes never left the figure of floor, groveling on her knees at his
the stranger at the table. As he feet. He dragged her forth into the
stared at this one I saw his tongue trail, along it to the dry stream-bed.
come forth from his mouth and de- There, while I watched, was repeat-
scribe a circle, moistening his lips, an- ed that terrible sc'ene I had witnessed
ticipatory, like a eat that watches a once before. The pleading of Hil-
saucer of cream. dreth, the motion before her face of
!
devil done this; a flyin devil that earshot of the peasant as they walked
goes over the country at night. He slowly up the hilL They did not
says hes seen him once or twice and speak again until they reached the
now he finds his cow here dead. crest, when Lefty, looking back, mut-
tered in an undertone, All the same
The third man, a short, thick-set in-
I dont like this place. Ill be glad
dividual, stirred uneasily and began
digging nen-ously with the toe of his
when weve pnll^ this job and get
ont. Theres something queer about
shoe in the turf near the edge of the
this air. It aint healthy.
yellow lane, his efforts sending up a
small cloud of dry dust. The scarred
The short man said nothing, but
man, who was obviously the leader of glanced nervously behind him as he
followed the others over the brow of
the other two, snorted derisively
Nonsense! Its just heart-disease, the hill.
for he slipped through a side door. California. On its back were some
This door, in keeping with the cor- meaningless penciled figures. Ordi-
ridor wall wherein it was set, bore a narily Perris would have concluded
heavy glass mirror, and the thief he had picked the thing up somewhere
swung the door viciously back, catch- to make use of as a memorandum. At
ing Perris across the forehead and that time, however, the name of Fen-
knocking him unconscious. Escape shaw was being blazoned from one
after that was easy. end of the country to the other, for
Despite the fact that his papers Prank Penshaw, X-ray expert and
were gone with the wallet, a cardcase electrical scientist at the University
in the victims pocket established his of California,had disappeared from
identity as George Perris. This was his home nine months before under
fortunate because, on his awakening circumstances which indicated a well-
two days later, Perris had lost all planned and well-executed kidnap-
memorj' of who he was or where he ing. Penshaw had not only made
had come from. This, in itself, was many discoveries and improvements
no extraordinary thing, but the case with the X-ray* in connection with
did present one novel aspect to the electro-therapeutics, but had also
surgeons. Perris had been convalesc- been employed by the War Depart-
ing rapidly, regaining everything ex- ment during the World War, perfect-
cept memory, and the ease was con- ing various electrical apparatus of a
sidered for the most part normal, lethal nature. Hence, the govern-
when one day they brought him a ment as well as the police was anxious
mirror in order that he might shave to find the man, but a search of
himself. Scarcely had he glanced months had failed to reveal a single
into the thing, however, when he sud- clue to his whereabouts. Eventu-
denly hurled it from him with a ally the search, virtually abandoned
scream of agony that startled the by the authorities, had been taken up
whole ward. Never after that could by Lindley Penshaw, American flsring
they induce him to glance into any ace in the World War and formerly
mirror. The surgeons, discussing the captain of the football and fencing
matter, concluded that a pathological teams at the University of California,
fear of his image had developed in where his father had occupied the
some quirk of his brain. Color was chair of electrical science. The
lent to this theory when it was re- younger Penshaw, -it was reported,
membered that the moment before had set out incognito, alone and un-
Perris had been hurled into his ab- aided, in the hope of running down
normal state by the impact of the some trace of the missing man. Just
swinging door he must have seen his why, a few months later, George
own image in the mirror before him, Perris should have found in his pos-
and that his mind had connected this session an old envelope addressed to
image in the nerve cells of his brain Lindley Penshaw was as much a mys-
with the pain and shock of the impact. terj' to Ferris as it would have been
There was a second strange angle to the authorities themselves.
to the ease, of which the surgeons That Perris did not turn the clue
were quite unaware. When Perris over to the police but kept it to him-
was discharged from the hospital he self would be best understood in
found tightly rolled up at the bottom light of the fact that Perris, when he
of his cardcase, where it had appar- discovered the letter, had no desire
ently escaped notice, an envelope with to meet the police for any reason
canceled postage addressed to Cap- whatsoever. Soon after he left the
tain Lindley Fenshaw of Berkeley, hospital, quite penniless, he discov-
604 WEIRD TALES
ered in himself an easy propensity the American trio had determined to
for helping himself to other peoples try its hand. So far they had done
chattels. In time h drifted to New but little, merely observing the castle
York, where he hit upon a very profit- and the villa from a distance and try-
able though somewhat precarious ca- ing so far as possible to learn the hab-
reer. It was soon discovered that he its of the inmates. Thus they had
had a pair of marvelously sensitive concluded that aside from the dozen
fingers and a very delicate ear, all of or so servants and guards about the
which could be put to lucrative use place the principals were only three
in twirling a steel dial and listening
to the gentle click of tumblers sup-
the old baron himself, a fiercely be-
mustached Junker by the name of Von
posedly muffled behind many thick- Schaang, and a young woman who ap-
nesses of soft felt and chrome steel.
peared to be the barons ward. It
Mostly he had worked alone, but of
was only the insistence of Perris in
late he had been hired by less
demanding an exhaustive survey of
gifted personages for jobs which
the estate which resulted in their dis-
contained something out of the or-
covering that the castle was some-
dinary. It was in this connection
thing more than the moss-grown pile
that Lefty Fritz and Spider Lang
had prevailed upon him to go to of stones it had seemed to be.
Austria. As Ferris swam he pondered
It was the old story of the Haps- whether the jewels might not be at
burg crowm jewels. The bulk of them the castle rather than at the villa.
had disappeared when the old Ilaps- He had planned skirting the rock on
burg monarchy had been overthrown, which the castle stood, thereby ap-
and it was rumored that some of the proaching it from the side opposite
old die-hard nobility had been en- where the airplane was now visible,
trusted with their care until such its black wings a dark blot against
time as they might be more profitably the gloomy background of the farther
employed in putting the hapless shore. He had purposed lying there
Charles or his heir back upon the in the water, listening to the crews
throne. Lefty, who long years ago conversation, but he was barely half-
had been a Viennese gambler, had way across the lake when he began to
learned through underworld channels hear their voices and the clang of an
that they had been entrusted to old iron wrench. A
moment later, while
Baron Von Blennerhof. The baron, he trod water, there came a splutter-
according to the best subterranean in- ing roar from the darkness. Imme-
formation available, had carted them diately it settled down to a barely
up to his country estates far away perceptible hum. Presently the plane
from the clutching hands of the new glided out from her berth under the
r6gime. This rumor was colored a drawbridge, and like some huge bird
bit by the fact that the baron had of ill omen mounted gradually into
some time before purchased a sizable the night and disappeared into the
Stivers-Leemy wall safe, a somewhat east. Scarcely a sound, save that
rare article to be brought into that deep-throated, muffled hum of her
part of the country. One or two at- engines.
tempts had been made by the Vien- With the plane out of the way Fer-
nese underworld gentry to test the ris shifted hiscourse and struck out
barons hospitality, but as the inevi- for the drawbridge. Afew minutes
table outcome seemed to be broken later they found themselves in a small
heads and no jewels, the project was chamber beneath the structure. At
finally abandoned. Now it was that one end was a tiny dock, and by grop-
! !
ing about they found an iron ladder They had started groping their way
leading upward into the castle. about, step by step, when Perris sud-
It had been a long swim, hampered denly halted, laying a resti'aining
as they were with the loads on their hand on the arm of the trembling
shoulders, and for a time they clung Spider. Listen, he whispered.
to the slippery edge of the rock be- The admonition was scarcely neces-
fore venturing into the chill air. As sary.
they rested there, Perriss hand, grop-
They listened intently. At first
ing about for a better purchase on
there came no sound save the pound-
the masonry, came into contact with
ing of their own hearts. And j^et
a row of smooth, cylindrical objects,
Perriss uncanny faculties had not
each about two feet long. By further
gi'oping he knew that they must be deceived him. Gradually they became
carefully wired to the rocks. One by aware that the air about them was
one he traced their smooth, steel bel- filled, not by any peiceptiblc sound,
lies down until he came to the conclu- but by a delicate throbbing, a dis-
sion there must be at least a dozen turbance of the ether which they
there within reach of his hand. sensed rather than Jicard.
After they had drawn themselves A moments hesitation, and Perris
out of the water and put on their pressed on. He had taken the flash-
clothing he took his flashlight and sent light once more from his pocket and
its narrow beam down into the water. was carrying it in his left hand, leav-
It was a small, quick flash and it did ing his right free for the butt of his
not penetrate far but it showed him automatic.
enough to make him whistle softly be- Suddenly in their groping they
tween his teeth. came upon a blank wall. By the
The drawbridge, and perhaps the smoothness of the structure under
whole castle, had been carefully their fingers they knew it must be dif-
mined with cylindrical bombs, pains- ferent from the rough-hewn stone of
takingly wired to the ledges around the castle. A moments further hesi-
itsbase tation and then a small beam of light
shot out from Perriss left hand.
CHAPTER 3 Confronting them was a wall of
THE FACE AT THE BARRED modern brick
WINDOW Guardedly the narrow shaft of light
crept down the wall. At a distance
T hey followed the iron ladder and
crawled up through a narrow
passageway into what Perris believed
of perhaps thirty feet from where
they stood they saw that this' brick
barrier had been mortised to one of
to be the ancient courtyard of the the castle buttresses. Foot by foot the
castle. Here in the Stygian gloom beam went back the other way. Fif-
they waited breathlessly, hoping, and teen paces beyond the point where
yet dreading, to hear some sound that they were standing it showed them
would indicate to them the where- that the wall ended. Still farther
abouts of those they knew would be beyond that, revealed for a brief sec-
their enemies. High above them ond in a kaleidoscopic gleam, was the
towered the great battlements, their ancient portcullis of Blennerhof with
topmost turrets lost in the upper the drawbridge drawn up behind it.
blackness of the night. The lights Perris snapped off the light. Appar-
which they had observed from the ently, then, this modem structure
farther shore had now disappeared. was a sizable brick building built in
They had lost all sense of direction. the center of the courtyard.
606 WEIRD TALES
They crept along to their left, came and had this motor car been brought
to the comer, rounded it cautiously. up into the mountains for their pro-
They listened. Not a sound save that tection? They remembered the as-
peculiar faint throbbing still persist- sertions of others that the safe must
ing in their consciousness. be at the villa. What use could they
Ferris tried the flash again and have had for such a huge affair as a
they saw themselves facing a set of Stivers-Leemy at the villa ? Why had
.slidingdoors made of steel or galvan- they not broxight it to the castle if the
ized iron. Above their heads two jewels were really in the barons cus-
narrow, slitlike windows looked out tody? Very well, he would find out.
into the court. The Spider had begun Perris had grown bolder with his
to recover his lost nerve, and so with flashlight now. By aid of its narrow
a nudge on Perriss elbow he held out shaft he found an open, iron-studded
his locked hands, stirrup-wise for the door at the foot of one of the towers.
latter to mount. It was an old busi- Within was an ancient stone staircase
ness with them. Perris swung up and which they began to ascend. It was
peered through the slit. Finally he a circuitous climb, leading far up into
cautiously.
tried his flash the turret. In their ears still rang
The beam found its way into the that subdued humming, growing
murky interior, lighting up the gleam- slightly louder as they went up. Pres-
ing reflectors, the polished brass and ently they stepped through a narrow
burnished steel of what appeared to arched doorway out upon the open
be a gigantic motor ear. This mod- battlements. Even as they did so the
em structure, then, was nothing more pale arc of the moon, rolling out for
nor less than a garage for this huge, the first time beyond its clouds, threw
steel beetle. Perris breathed easier a fitful gleam over the ancient pile.
and whistled softly through his teeth. Together they peered over the parapet
Small wonder visitors were not wel- into the gloom below. Together they
come to Castle Blennerhof! saw there something that made them
Slowly, as best he could, he shot his
both crouch hastily back within the
narrow beam of light through that shadow of the wall. It was several
narrow aperture. Foot by foot his minutes before they ventured it a sec-
eyes wandered over the car, noting ond time.
the huge, beaklike hood, the slitlike They saw then that the castle was
openings for the eyes of the driver, in reality only a shell. Within the
the heavily armored sides and wheels encircling battlements was a large
and, most of all, the heavy steel cu- interior courtyard, stone-flagged. To
pola on the roof. Plainly it was an one side they made out a huge pile of
armored car, but what puzzled him black, lumpish material at the foot of
most of all was that the cupola con- which the dim outlines of two men
tained neither rifle nor machine-gun were visible. Prom below, their ears
but a high, bulging dome of heavy caught the subdued clang of iron.
greenish glass approximately two feet
Coal or Im a liar! whispered
in diameter. It might be a gigantic the Spider. It was indeed a huge pile
third headlight whose rays could be of anthracite.
directed not only to right and left, to They were aware now that the hum-
the front and behind, but also into ming had become louder. Over in one
the heavens. comer of the courtyard a white, wav-
Perris slipped to the ground and ing plume of steam floated out into
held a whispered consultation with the night, only to be lost long before
the Spider. Could the jewels, then, it reach^ the upper battlements.
be in the castle instead of at the villa, Voices fiwm the two men below them
THE DEVIL-RAY 607
That hammer was held in a hand a warn-
ans hand! No arm, no body, just a hand,
that floated through the air as if it were
attached to an invisible body.
**
'M JFORBLEU/ exclaimed Jules face. And now you go to offer your
de Grandin, passing his condolences to her sorrowing hus-
JL W.M. coffee cup across the break- band, yes? May I accompany you?
fast table for its third replenishment, Always, Friend Trowbridge, there is
but it seems, almost, Friend Trow- an opportunity for those who will to
bridge, as if I exercise some sinister learn something.
influence on your patients! Here I
have been your guest but one little dtin tmn, but it is the good
week, and you all but lose that Made- ' Sergeant Costello! de Gran-
moiselle Drigo, while, Jielas, the so din cried delightedly as a heavy^-set
excellent Madame Richards is dead man closed the door of the Richards
altogether entirely. mansion behind him and strode across
I hardly think you can be blamed the wide veranda toward the steps.
for Mrs. Richards death, I replied Fh. bien, my friend, do you not re-
as I handed back his refilled cup. member me ? He stretched both his
The poor lady suffered from mitral slender, carefully groomed hands to-
stenosis for the past two years, and ward the huge Irishman. Surely,
the last time I examined her I was
you have not forgotten
able to detect a diastolic murmur Ill say I havent, the big detec-
without the aid of a stethoscope. No, tive denied with a welcoming grin,
her trouble dated back some time be- shaking hands cordially. You sure
fore your coming, de Grandin. showed me some tricks I didnt Imow
You relieve me, he asserted with was in th book. Dr. de Grandin, when
a serio-comic expression on his alert we was in that Kalmar case. Maybe
609
!
ter sick ladies bedrooms and fright- could be bought at any notion store
ens away their lives, then steal their for twenty-five cents; but de Gran-
jewelry; he break honest mens win- din pounced on it like a hungry tom-
dows with a hammer, then deprives cat on a mouse or a gold prospector
them of their treasured heirlooms on a two-pound nugget or a Eimber-
while they heat the milk for their ba- ley miner on a twelve-carat diamond.
bies. Cordieu, he will bear investi- But this is wonderful; this is
gating, this one! superb! he almost cooed as he swad-
You dont believe me, Kinnan dled the implement in several layers
declared, half truculently, half shame- of paper and stowed it tenderly away
facedly. in an inside pocket of his great coat.
Have I not said I do? the
Trowbridge, my friend
^lie
Frenchman answered, almost angrily. threw me one of his quick, enigmatic
When you have seen what I have
smiles ^do you attend the good
seen. Monsieur, parbleu, when you Madame Einnan. I have important
have seen one-half as much ^you ! duties to perform elsewhere. If pos-
will learn to believe many things sible, I shall return for dinner, and
which fools declare impossible. if I do, I pray you will have your
This hammer he rose, almost amiable cook prepare for me one of
glaring at Einnan, so intent was his her so delicious apple pies. If I re-
stare where is he? I would see
turn not ^his little blue eyes twin-
him, if you please. kled amoment with frosty laughter
Its over at the house, our visi-
I shall eat all that pie for breakfast,
like a good Yon-kee.
tor answered, lying right where it
fell when the hand dropped it. Nei-
ther my -^fe nor I would touch it for
a farm.
D inner was long since over, and
the requested apple pie had been
reposing untouched on the pantry
Tremendous, gigantic, magnifi-
shelf for several hours when de Gran-
cent! de Grandin ejaculated, nod- din popped from a taxicab like a
ding his head vigorously after each jack-in-the-box from its case and
adjective. Come, mes amis, let us rushed up the front steps, the waxed
hasten, let us fly. Trowbridge, my ends of his little blond mustache
friend, you shall attend the so excel- twitching like the whiskers of an ex-
lent Madame Einnan. I, I shall go on cited tom-cat, his arms filled with
the trail of this bodiless burglar, and
bundles a look of triumphant exhil-
it shall go hard, but I shall find him. aration on his face. Quick, quick,
Morhl&u, Monsieur Fantome, when
le Friend Trowbridge, he ordered as
you kill that Madame Richards with he deposited his packages on my office
fright, that is one thing; when you desk, to the telephone! Call that
steal Monsieur Einnan s cup of le Monsieur Richards, that rich man
Marquis de Lafayette, that is also one who so generously allowed me forty-
thing, but when you think to thumb eight hours to recover his lost treas-
your invisible nose at Jules de Gran- ures, and that Monsieur Einnan,
din, parbleu, that is something else whose so precious cup of the Marquis
again! We ^all see who will make de Lafayette was stolen call them
one sacre singe out of whom, and that both and bid them come here, right
right quickly. away, at once, immediately!
614 WEIRD TALES
Pardieu ** he strode back and But of course, de Grandin
forth across my with a step agreed, deftly withdrawing the stdhes
office
which was half ran, half jig this from Richards reach and restoring
Jules de Grandin, never is the task them to their paper bag. Also, Moti-
imposed too great for him! sieur, I have these. From another
What in the worlds the matter parcel he drew a sheaf of Liberty
with you? I demanded as I rang up bonds, raffling through them as a
the Richards house. gambler might count Ms cards. You
*Non, non, he replied, lighting said twenty thousand dollars worth,
a cigarette, then flinging it away un- I believe? Tres Men, there are just
puffed. Ask me no questions, good twenty one-thousand dollar certifi-
friend, I do beseech you. Wait, only cates here, according to my count.
wait till those others come, then you Monsieur Kinnan, he bowed to
shall hear Jules de Grandin speak. our other visitor, permit that I re-
Morbleu, but he shall speak a great store to you the cup of Monsieur le
riiouthful! Marquis Lafayette. 'The Lafayette
cup was duly extracted from another
T he Richards limousine, impressive
in size, like its owner, and, like its
owner, heavily upholstered, was pant-
package and handed to its owner.
And now, de Grandin lifted an
oblong pasteboard box of the sort
ing before my door in half an hour, used for shoes and held it toward us
and Kinnan drove up in his modest as a prestidigitator might hold the hat
sedan almost as soon. Sergeant Cos- from which he is about to extract a
tello, looking mystified, but conceal- rabbit, I will ask you to give me
ing his wonder with the inborn reti- closest attention. Regardez, s*il vous
cence of a professional policeman, plait. Is tMs not what you gentlemen
came into the office close on Kinnan s saw last night?
heels. As he lifted the box lid we beheld,
Whats all this nonsense, Trow- lying on a bed of crumpled tissue pa-
bridge? Richards demanded testily per, what appeared to be the perfect-
as he sank into a chair. Couldnt ly modeled reproduction of a beauti-
you have come over to my house, in- ful feminine hand and wrist. The
stead of dragging me out at this hour thumb and fingers, tipped with long,
o night? almond-shaped nails, were exquisitely
Tut, tut. Monsieur, de Grandin slender and graceful, and the narrow
cut him short, running the admoni- palm, where it showed above the curl-
tions so close together that they ing digits, was pink and soft-looking
sounded like the exhaust of a minia- as the under side of a La Ebrance rose
ture motorboat. Tut, tut. Monsieur, petal. Only the smear of collodion
is it not worth coming out into the across the severed wrist told us we
cold to recover these? From a gazed on something which once pul-
brown-paper parcel before him he sated with life instead of a marvelous-
produced a purple velvet case which ly exact reproduction.
he snapped open with a dramatic ges- Is this not what you gentlemen
ture, disclosing an array of scintillat- saw last night? de Grandin re-
ing gems. peated, glancing from the lovely hand
'These, I take it, he announced, to Richards and Kinnan in turn.
were once the property of Madame, Each nodded a mute confirmation,
your wife? but forebore to speak, as though the
Great Scott! gasped Richards, sight of the eery, lifeless thing before
reaching out his hands for the jewels, him had placed a seal of silence on
why, you got em! his lips.
: :
Ah vlp!* gasped, or, rather, they rushed to his cell to discover the
croaked, the startled financier, falling cause for his cries they were but in
backward in his chair and tearing time to see him dash himself from his
futilely at the eldritch thing which bed, having first bound his waist-belt
sank its long, pointed nails into his firmly to his throat and the top of
purple skin. AhGod, its choking his barred door. The fall broke his
me! neck. He died before they could cut
Costello was at his side, striving
him down.
with all his force to pry those white,
Eh hien, he shook himself like a
slender fingers open. He might as spaniel emerging from a pond,
twas a lucky thing for me I saw
well have tried to wrench apart the
that box top begin to lift and had the
clasp of a chrome-steel handcuff.
sense to dodge those dead fingers.
Non, non, de Grandin shouted, None of you would have thought of
not that way. Sergeant. It is use- the knife, I fear, before the thing had
less!
strangled my life away. As it is, I
Leaping across the room he jerked acted none too soon for Monsieur
open the door of my instrument case, Richards good.
seized an autopsy knife and dashed StiU red in the face, but regaining
his shoulder against the burly detec- his self-possession under my ministra-
tive, almost sending him sprawling. tions, Willis Richards sat up in his
Next instant, with the speed and chair. If youll give me my
prop-
precision of an expert surgeon, he erty, Ill be getting out of this hell-
was dissecting away the deadly white house, he announced gruffly, reach-
fingers fastened in Richards dewlap. ing for the jewels and bonds de Gran-
C'est complet, he announced din had placed on the desk.
matter-of-factly as he finished his Assuredly, Monsieur, de Gran-
grisly task. A restorative, if you din agreed. But first you will com-
please. Friend Trowbridge, and an ply with the law, nest-ce-pasf You
antiseptic dressing for the wounds have offered a reward of five thousand
W
shadows,
ITH the first breath of night
Canton becomes a city of
mystery, a place of lurking
of soft-cadenced, subdued
voices, of lanterns flickering wistfully
somewhat, which emphasized the sim-
ile. He was dressed in a soft black,
shapeless suit, unrelieved by any
touch of color, a suit which seemed
to have been cut from the velvet
"out from the folds of darkness, of a blackness of the Oriental night. His
thousand varied odors, some revolt- face was yellow but so pale that it
ing, others that seem to possess all seemed almost white, and his eyes lay
the allure and incense of the East. in great pits. They glowed with a
That evening as I wandered strange brilliancy like the eyes of a
through the narrow alleys that wind forest animal or of a man who has
through the city like snakes, I no- crossed the threshold of reason. His
ticed a Chinaman standing in the nose was a monstrosity crushed flat
doorway of a tea-house. He was very against his face and his lips were so
tall, like a great reed, and he swayed thin they hardly existed. They
619
620 WEIRD TALES
made no effort to hide his huge yellow On my island, he continued, no
teeth. sound is ever heard. Not* a bird
As I gazed into his face paused,
I sings, not a flower laughs in the wind,
for he was smiling hideously and even the great tree-tops are subdued.
beckoning to me. It is an island of sorrow. All nature
If you will buy me some tea, he is mourning, mourning for little Lun
said in a soft voice which wa beauti- Pei Lo who used to make our island
fully modulated, I will tell you a a floral garden of loveliness by her
tale of adventure and romance 4hat singing. Tou who have heard the
will cause your ennui to slip from you greatest singers of the Occident, have
like a cloak. yet to hear anything comparable to
How did you know I was in the singing of Lun Pei Lo, for when
search of adventxtre? I demanded. she sang even the flowers joined in
That was very simple, said he. the chorus. They blossomed more
When it grows cloudy, one knows beautifully and fragrantly than ever,
that it will rain. One judges the and the trees like great violins softly
weather by gazing on the face of na-
joined in the music. They swayed in
ture. One judges a mans mood like-
perfect rhythm, and made music
wise by gazing into his face.
which even the spheres might envy.
He led the way into the tea-house
as he spoke, and in a few seconds we
He only is a great singer who can
harmonize with nature, and Lun Pei
were seated at a small table in a far
corner. The tea-house was dimly Lo was even greater, for nature har-
lighted and the scattered forms that monized with her. Life is a peculiar
thing. Men wander through the val-
slunk about the room seemed like
ley toward the shadowy death caves
wraiths. Overhead several lanterns
burned dimly, yellow-blue lanterns beyond and always they think of at-
taining wealth, and riches and power.
that caressed the room with a peace-
ful shimmering light. A sleek China-
None of these is of the slightest im*-
portance. The wealth of the world is
man brought us tea and then silently
contained in sweet incense, the aroma
withdrew. My companion closed his
of tea, in beautiful pictures, in music
eyes and breathed deeply of the sweet
aroma that rose sohly to his nostrils. and in the glory of the skies. When
Tea, he said softly, tea is a we arrive at that station in life where
beverage of enchantment. It brings
we can estimate values, there will no
longer be any necessity for dying.
happiness and dreams. It brings for-
Life will be complete. On our island
getfulness. It is a medicine to cure
little Lun Pei Lo sang and all things
all physical and moral ills. He
joined in her songs. But now little
paused for a moment, then he said,
My name is Tuan Tung and I dwell Lun Pei Lo has gone and the trees
are mlent, the flowers are hushed and
not far from here on an island in the
the birds no longer sing. Nothing
Great River. What the island is
called matters little. Where it is mat-
but sadness remains. Even the great
serpent who sleeps beneath the moun-
ters less. Sufficient it is that there
tains mourns for her.
is such an island, for it is an island
like unto none that you have ever If I would not be presuming, I
chanced upon. hazarded, I should like very much
Again he paused for a moment and to visit your island.
breathed deeply of the tea aroma. I He looked up quickly and his eyes
marveled that he made no effort to narrowed until they were little more
lift the dainty green-jade cup to his than slits. I will take you there this
lips. very night, he said emphatically.
!
A
him
fter that
finished
we sat in silence. I
my
tea and waited for
to do likewise, but he made no
The air was so clear that I could
see for miles about, and because of
the immensity of the canvas on which
effort to raise the cup to his lips. He I gazed everything seemed dwarfed
just inhaled the aroma until the tea by comparison. I was in a miniature
had cooled, after which he reluctantly world of loveliness. It was also a
rose to liis feet. Together we ambled soundless world. Not the faintest
through the winding crisscross alleys murmuring rent the solitude. The
of Canton. He held my arm with trees were so still they might have
togers of steel, as though he feared been painted on a white sheet. Even
I might flee. They bit into my flesh the flowers did not move. No bird
like teeth. At last we arrived at the sang, nor could I detect the faintest
waters edge. It was pitch-black. suggestion of a breeze. It was so calm
Tuan Yung clambered into a small and lifeless that it made me shiver.
boat from the bow of which hung a I called aloud for Yuan Yung but
lantern, and I followed after him. my voice died out almost instantly
When we were both seated he extin- without echo. I called again but it
guished the light. The water was was useless. The air refused to take
blacker than a river of jet and I could up my voice. I began to perspire as
not make out the form of my com- though some awful menace were at
panion. The sky was overcast and my heels. I was afraid to look back.
there was no moon. The night air It was ridiculous to succumb to nerves
was cold and cheerless and a sharp on such a perfect day. The sky was
wind blew fitfully over the waters. clear and on every hand I was en-
Soon the boat began to move. I veloped in beauty. It was so beauti-
assumed that Yuan Yung was rowing ful that it was nauseating. I felt as
although I heard no sound of oars. though the very perfectness of the
The boat cut through the water as picture were stifling me, stealing my
though it had no more texture than a breath, binding me with chains. For
phantom. The night was lifeless and awhile I waited by the roadside, then
still. On and on we drifted. As the I commenced to walk. Even my foot-
moments passed I grew drowzy. It falls made no sound. It was an island
was very peaceful. Not a sound, not of dreadful silence.
a sigh. At last I must have fallen On and on I wandered. The road
into a deep sleep, for the next thing I wound over a slight hill and then
knew it was morning. dipped into a forest and I passed
I gazed slowly about me. To my along it as though I were lost in a
surprize I lay beside a marvelous blue dream. All nature was soundless as
lake, a lake bluerthan an April sky. though it had paused for some great
Yuan Yung was nowhere in sight. event, perhaps to listen to the singing
Gone also was the boat in which we of Lun Pei Lo. My mind at that
had come to the island. For awhile I moment was as clear as crystal. All
waited for him to return, drinking in the worthless dross of life had been
the beauty of the panorama that un- washed out. Had life stopped on the
folded about me. Hills covered
all island when Lun Pei Lo vanished?
with verdant trees etched sharply Would the current of existence cease
against a coral-blue sky. The grass to flow onward until her return?
was greener than any grass I had These were mad thoughts but at the
ever seen. And there were wild flow- moment they seemed logical enough.
ers in profusion growing on every Sanity at best is but a relative con-
side, flowers of everj' color and dition. A man slightly mad seems
hue, a perfect riot of beauty normal as compared to a maniac. Pew
622 WEIRD TALES
persons of earth are mentally in abso- for solitude, was now crushed by the
lute balance. Superstitions are slight weight of that velvet silence. It en-
forms of insanity and often one is de- meshed me as it lay about me in folds..
clared insane simply because he has My tongue was parched and dry, my
views which one can not understand. lips blistered and cracked. I drew
There was something awesome my blackened tongue across my lips,
about that soundless road. I was ter- but it was without moisture. The
rified. Many things there were as rasping feel of it made me shudder.
mysterious as the blue lake. I noticed
that the few coral clouds in the sky
did not move. Stationary also was
the sun. It did not even seem to cast
H ow long I wandered helplessly
about I do not know, but the
next thing I remember I was stand-
off heat as it blazed down. Neither ing in front of a house. It was a gray
was the air cold. The climate was house, a forbidding house, not one bit
neutral. I marveled at this but not different from the others. Yet it ar-
nearly as much as at the fact that I rested my attention. Something with-
cast no shadow. I had read that only in me, I know not what, urged me to
the dead east no shadows. It was an enter that house. It was a command
old belief. Ancient also was the say- more subtle than the perfume of pop-
ing that a mans shadow is really his pies, but I acceded to it without ques-
soul. When one casts no shadow one tion. It was an onward urge that
has lost ones soul. I had never given could not be disputed. I paused for
credence to such fantasies, yet now a moment to get my courage some-
that I cast no shadow I shuddered. what into shape, then I entered the
Was I dead? Was I a ghost? I house. At first the halls seemed as
laughed mirthlessly at the bare gloomy as a night fog, an effect
thought, but no sound came from my heightened by my sudden transition
lips. I, too, was voiceless, as sound- from the glaring sunlight to the sub-
less as the silent trees. Now I quick- dued shadows, but as my vision grad-
ened my pace. I sped down the road ually cleared I gasped at the vast
as though pursued by the wrath of splendor that lay before me. It was
the gods. My blood froze in my veins. as though the city had been drained
My heart almost Stopped beating. My of all its grandeur until it was a drab
lips grew cold. The whole island thing in order that all the color and
seemed to be a seething menace, yet beauty might be concentrated into
it was more beautiful than a land- this one house. I knew instinctively
scape by Corot. that all the other houses would be as
Soon I came to a gray city, a de- gray and colorless within as their
serted city, the weirdest place in drab exteriors.
which I had ever walked. It was as All about were rich rugs and tap-
though some horrible plague had estries, rugs and draperies of every
driven the inhabitants from their material and color. There were lamps
homes. I roamed through street after and lanterns of all shapes and sizes,
street of gray houses, all deserted and magnificent vases and smaU idols of
dead. They stood somberly malignant solid gold, set with diamonds and
like bleached bones from which all pearls and precious stones. On the
flesh had been torn by vultures. All floor was a jade-green carpet more
were of peculiar design, built like luxurious than grass.
shelves, each floor with a stone bal- In awe I passed through the rooms.
cony, opening into rooms of yawning Even though everything was as silent
blackness. I, who had always hated as death I walked slowly. It was hard
noise and clamor, who had yearned to realize that I could not make a
THE SILENT TREES 623
sound. All the furnishings of the sleeping girl in open adoration. Never
rooms were in excellent condition so had I been as intense in my reli^ous
itwas strange that I should associate worship as I was in my worship of
the grim building with great age. that girl.
Still the suggestion of age persisted. I tried to picture how gorgeous she
At last I came to a room larger and must be when tliose soft eyes were
higher-vaulted than any of the others. open. My forehead throbbed. I was
The wealth of the house now dimmed, as much a slave as any of the heroes
by comparison to the wealth I found told about in Greek legend. I longed
here. Only Gautier could do justice to rouse Lun Pei Lo from her sleep, to
in description. It was so gorgeous hear her sing, to behold her smile.
that it stunned. There is more in- For the moment I forgot that the
toxication in a truly beautiful picture island was more silent than the heart
than in rare wine. Here the colors of the Great Desert. That moment
were more of one tone, blues of ex- was the turning point in my life. I
quisite harmony, soft velvets and knew that having once seen the love-
silks more fragile than cobwebs. liness of Lun Pei Lo, everything
Through a great window the sun would be changed thereafter.
splashed into the room in wondrous
glory, drenching everything with a
soft yellow light. Nothing, I thought,
could be more beautiful than this.
M y reveries were interrupted by a
sudden dull murmur. It came
like a shock. The house trembled as
And yet almost immediately I though it were about to awake from
changed my mind, for in a far corner a long sleep. It sounded more fright-
I beheld the form of a lovely girl. ful to me than if it had been at drum-
Softly I bent over her, and just as the pitch. At last the menace Avhich I
loveliness of the other rooms had been had felt was about to confront me.
dwarfed by comparison to the wealth I wished to flee, but I could not leave
of this one, so was the beauty of the littleLun Pei Lo to the mercies of un-
great room dwarfed by comparison to knoAvn, invisible terrors. I hesitated
the loveliness of Lun Pei Lo, for I for a moment only, then I seized her
knew that it was she. The same voice in my arms. At once the most awful
that urged me to enter the house now thing happened that man could dream
acquainted me with the name of the of. Her form was as light as air, as
sleeping girl. Her eyes were closed light as though it were but a shell,
but the lids were blue, canopied by and as I drew her to me, she crumpled
lashes of wondrous length which ca- into dust even as mummies ofttimes
ressed her cheeks. Like ivory was her crumble that have been hidden for
skin, ivory which though pale seemed centuries in Egyptian tombs. One
to glow Avith an inward pink coral moment she had lain before me as
light. Her lips Avere very red, softer lovely as any flower, the next she was
and more fragrant than any flower. but dust at my feet. Dully I stood
Lying there she seemed very young, and gazed doAvn upon the spot where
little more than a child. Her body, she had vanished. The lovely face
though perfectly formed, was small was gone, never to return. Mechan-
and fragile, and I longed to crush her ically I stooped and picked up a large
in my arms as though she were indeed blue-purple amethyst which had hung
a flower. from a golden chain about her neck.
At that moment time
ceased to be And now the murmurings in-
for me, even as it had ceased to be for creased to a mighty roar, a roar that
the other things upon the island. I shattered the crystal silence into a
just stood and gazed doAvn on the thousand tinkling fragments. It was
624 WEIRD TALES
the last thing that cut the thread of Who knows? he droned, shrug-
my rationality. Stark, raving mad I ging his shoulders. Perhaps two
rushed from the house. The spell of days, perhaps three. What does it
the canopy of silence was broken. matter, anyway? Since that which
Echo ran rampant throughout the has gone belongs to the past, why
island. The trees began to sway. ponder over it ?
They seemed to be moaning. Pell- drew two gold pieces from my
I
mell I rushed up a white winding pocket. He eyed them greedily as I
road, until I emerged on a shelf of jingled them in my palm. Who
rock overhanging the deep blue lake. brought me here? I persisted.
Not for a moment did I hesitate, but
He twisted his shrunken lips with
leaped into space. Death itself was
his fingers. His eyes narrowed with
preferable to the unseen horrors of
the great effort of thinking, then he
that island. As I plunged into the said, Aman who was tall and thin,
lake it was like plunging into the sky.
so thin that he might have been the
IMercifully at that moment uncon- shadow of a pestilence.
ciousness closed in about me. It was I slid one of the gold pieces across
the end, I thought, and I was glad. the table to him and without prelim-
Perhaps in death I could join the inaries I told him of my adventures
lovely little Lun Pei Lo. on the island of the blue lake.
My head throbbed' dully and a nau- dence ; but at least it is odd, for we of
seating sweet fragrance floated to my China have an old legend about Lun
nostrils. For one wild moment I re- Pei Lo, who lived over two thousand
flected that I must be at the bottom years ago. She was a great singer.
of the blue lake. But I dismissed that It was she who introduced melody
thought almost instantly. My brain into China. According to the legend
was somewhat in balance and I was a wizard fell in love with her and car-
beginning to think sanely again. I ried her away. He was captivated by
felt about me until my hand encoun-
her. He brought her flowers and
tered that which was evidently a cur- jewels and wrought gold in profusion
tain. I pushed it slowly aside and
but failed to make her happy. He
worshiped her as the earth worships
beheld an old Chinaman seated beside
the sun, but to no avail. She pined
a table on which a feeble lamp
for the lover of her childhood. Daily
burned. He was rolling some black
she grew thinner and thinner until
gummy pellets. I watched him in-
her life was almost extinct. In de-
tently for awhile, then I arose and
spair the wizard changed her lover
walked over to his side. My
knees
into a reed which ever after grew be-
were stiff, my legs were as wobbly as
side the Blue Lake. Such is the leg-
though were a hundred.
I
end. Ton must have been thinking
Can you tell me, I asked, how of it when you came to this house and
I happen to be here?
it became entwined in your dreams.
He shook his head. How can I? Perhaps you are right, I said
said he slowly. Though undoubt- slowly, but I did not tell him that at
edly you are here for the same thing that very moment I held in my hand
that all others come for opium. a gorgeous blue-purple amethyst
I was in a quandary. How long which little Lun Pei Lo had once
have I been here? I asked. worn upon her breast.
2
Some rushed for the after cabin, but they were cot off
by a slimy arm that slid across their path. It spread and
luted with terrorizing rapidity.
son, we judged the area to be ap- Presently he went on with his wild-
proximately that of an acre an un- ly impossible yam. His listeners
believably large expanse to show were attentive, but secretly unbeliev-
such agitation in the midst of so ing. In time, it was hoped, he might
glassily calm a sea. regain his mental balance. In the
The next afternoon, just as the meanwhile
sun fell into the sea, splashing all our To say that we were shaken
horizons with myriad tints, a huge would not be half expressing our
whale went lolling by, sounding and state of mind. It was so inexplicable,
coming up with great jets of water so wildly preposterous! I was for
cascading over it. I watched with getting away as soon as possible, and
the glasses as it drove powerfully so were several of the others. But
through the water, peacefully taking the rest were keen to learn what the
its time. Suddenly, however, it thing was. And, to settle any argu-
changed. It displayed signs of con- ment, the calm held unbroken and the
fusion, of alarm. First it turned one motor continued in disrepair, despite
way, then another, cutting about our efforts over it.
sharply and then I very distinctly For three days, then, the thing
heard it give a groan of anguish. It did not come to the surface. We had
was a heart-breaking sound the cry decided that it was some sort of deep-
of a great, helpless animal in mortal sea creature, some gargantuan mon-
distress. Immediately afterward the ster that came out of the vast depths
water surrounding it broke into its of the ocean to feed. But we had
daily wild disorder, and the leviathan never heard of such a thing, save in
seemed gripped by a force it could stories of early navigators supersti-
not escape. It struggled violently, tions. We hesitated to beleve the
throwing its huge bulk about with fu-
tile effort. Greater and greater the
thing we had seen we were afraid to
believe it
melee became, and then, suddenly, the It was now that fear came to us.
whale was still. Hitherto we had been curious, idly
We looked at one another, fright speculative, and inclined to laugh.
in our eyes. It was tremendous, aw- Now our thoughts were interrupted
ful. And then, as we looked again by premonitions of disaster. Flying
out there, the whale lost all shape fish, as they flashed from the surface
and the water became red with gore and splashed into the water about us,
and blood as it was crushed to a pulp. startled and porpoises blundering
;
In but a few minutes it was gone, ut- into our vicinity brought us all on
terly vanished from view
even the deck. At night, a lost puff of breeze,
bloodiness of the water cleared the slatting the rigging against the sails,
whirling and splashing ceased, and startled us into alarmed awakening.
the sun went down on a still sea. All And though the same subj''et of pos-
of us were speechless. It was the sibledanger from the unknown out
most dreadful thing any of us had of the deep occupied the mind of
ever seen. each of us, it was never spoken of.
But there was in the air a chilling
T he speaker paused in his narra-
tive, shaken by the memory of
what he had related. The captain
presence of dread.
I believe we would have left that
place had we been abe. For the
and his officers looked at one another memory of the fate of the whale was
with veiled skepticism. The doctor ever vivid in our minds. Following
raised an eyebrow. There seemed no the death of the whale, the monster
doubt of it; the man was insane. did not rise, however, for three days,
;
which brought to his mind the hor- The glowing green mass surged
ror of his last day aboard the Sc%id- sweepingly toward the vessel, piled
der the sickening, decay-laden odor against it, rolled over it, clinging to
of the monster from the deep. Then its sides, flooding its decks. Men who
he listened with super-intent ears, had come out to investigate the shout-
and above the vessels vibration he ing and confusion frantically rushed
caught a sound of chuming, swirling beloAV deck, barricading ports and
water. He screamed with a loudness doors behind them. On his bridge
that awoke everyone on the Pacific the captain sent useless messages to
Belle as he recognized these things the engine room. The ship could not
a scream that brought everyone to move.
his feet, anticipating calamity. Then, slowly, inexorably, as the
brilliance of the phosphoi-escent light
He turned from the prow and ran
lessened, the great mass which was its
in stumbling haste across the deck
source began to sink. Gradually it
and up the ladder to the bridge. The
settled, carrying the Pacific Bette,
mate was there, alarmed at the cry
of horror.
fair-sized steamer though she was,
down with it. The waves closed over
Mister, he gasped, his mouth
the ships main deck, touched and
dry with panic, mister! The thing
^the monster! Stop the ship! Re-
submerged the bridge, poured down
the funnels, sending clouds of steam
verse her, for Gods sake!
hissing into the air, and finally even
The mate laughed with relief as he the tops of the masts disappeared.
recognized the man. He had been in There had been no time for a wire-
dread of something terrible, and it less message, but a message would
was only another fit. have been futile.
Come, now, old boy! he said in Again the waters calmed, but after
an effort to comfort. Better quiet a half-hour they were torn for a few
down a bit, dont minutes by a great rush of bubbles
With another terrible scream the to the top, following the caving in,
fellow was gone from the bridge. from depth pressure, of the Pacific
Jerking a preseiwer from the rail, he Belles bulkheads. But after that
leaped free of the Pacific Belle. the surface was never more disturbed
Man overboard The mate had
!
by the Pacific Belle.
seen him disappear and gave the Microeosmic in a terrifying vast-
alarm as he ran to the bridge controls. ness of water, a man floated on a
But before he reached them the speed presenter, in the path of a liner that
of the Pacific Belle slackened abrupt- later picked him up. And, as he
ly,as though it had fouled the meshes slowly realized the irony of his second
of a gigantic net; and then it lost escape, he sobbed with futile pity for
headway altogether. A
bright, eery himself.
Bats Beirry~-by
sudden drafts of air may have been draft. No one else noticed this draft.
the cause of the delusions. It was just as if someone directly op-
This incident, Marc, was just the posite me had blown forcibly at the
forerunner of the odd things that lamp, or as if the wing of a powerful
have been occurring since then. I am bird had passed by it.
June 25 Last night I had a curi-
baronet.
June 30 ^Leon claims he did not
ous nightmare, I dreamed that I met
a beautiful girl in the wood around have the dream (which, by the way,
my father s castle in Lancaster. With- revisited melast night), because of
out knowing why, we embraced, our the potent effect of the holy water.
lips meeting and remaining in that
July 1 Mortimer has left. He
position for at least half, an hour! says he can not live in the same house
Queer dream that! I must have had with the devil. It seems he must have
another nightmare of a different na- actually seen the ghost of old Lohr-
ture, although I can not recall it for,
; ville, although Leon scoffs at the idea.
upon looking in the mirror this morn-
,
July 9 The dream again. Leon <yZ7LY iffI have it! The Book of
had a different nightmare
old man, who, he said, bit him.
about an
I
J Thoth! It was below the stone
tablet as I thought. The spirits guard-
asked him to show me where the man ing it evidently did not wish me to
had bitten him in his dream, and disturb its resting place, for they
when he loosened his collar to show roused the air currents to a sem-
me, sure enough, there were two tiny blance of a gale while I worked to get
punctures on his throat. He and I the stone away. The book is secured
are both feeling miserably weak. by a heavy lock of antique pattern.
July 15 Leon left me today. I am I had the dream again last night,
but in addition I could almost swear
firmly convinced that he went sud-
denly mad, for this morning he that I saw the ghosts of old Lohrville
evinced an intense desire to invade and four beautiful girls. What a co-
the cellar again. He said that some- incidence! I am very weak today,
thing seemed to draw him. I did not hardly able to walk around. There
stop him, and some time later, as I is no doubt that this house is infested
he came shrieking up the cellar steps If I could only find their corpses I
and dashed madly through the room would drive sharp stakes through
in which I sat. I ran after him and, them.
cornering him in his room, forcibly
Later I made a new and shocking
detained him. I asked for an expla- discovery today. I went down to the
nation and all he could do was moan place where the tablet lay, and an-
over and over. other rock below the cavity wherein
Mon Dieu, Monsieur, leave this the Book of Thoth had lain gave way
accursed place at once. Leave it. below me and I found myself in a
Monsieur, I beg of you. Le diahle vault with about a score of skeletons
le diahle! At this he dashed all of little children
! If this house
is inhabited by vampires, it is only
aWay from me and ran at top speed
from the house, I after him. In the too obvious that these skeletons are
road I shouted after him and all I those of their unfortunate victims.
could catch of the words wafted back However, I firmly believe that there
is another cavern somewhere below,
to me by the wind, were: Lamais
le diahle Mon Dieu tahlet wherein the bodies of the vampires
Book of Thoth. All very signif- are hidden.
icant words, Le diahle and Mon
Later I have been looking over the
Dieuthe devil and my God book by He Rochas and I have hit
paid
I attention
little But La-
to. upon an excellent plan to discover
mais was a species of female vampire the bodies of the vampires! I shall
known intimately to a few select sor- use the Book of Thoth to summon the
cerers only, and the Book of Thoth vampires before me and force them to
was the Egyptian book of magic. For reveal the hiding place for their vo-
a few minutes I entertained the rath- luptuous bodies !He Rochas says that
er wild fancy that the Book of Thoth it can be done.
and one male. Their features are very forward. His mordaeious propinqui-
distinct. . They are casting covert
. . ty casts a reviling sensation of ob-
glances in my direction. Now . . . scenity about me. If I can not appeal
they are glaring malevolently at me. to God I must implore Satan to grant
Good God! I have forgotten to me time to construct the magic circle.
place myself in a magic circle and I I can not tolerate their virulence
greatly fear the vampires will attack .... I endeavored to rise but I could
me I am only too correct. They are
! not do so. ... I am no longer master
moving in my direction. God! My of my own will! The vampires are
.... But stay! They are halting! leering demoniacally at me. ... I am
The old baronet is gazing at me with doomed to die .... and yet to live
his glittering eyes fiery w'ith hate. The forever in the ranks of the Undead.
four female vampires smile voluptu- Their faces are approaching closer
ously upon me. to mine and soon I shall sink into ob-
Now, if ever, is my chance to break livion .... but anything is better
Prttyerf But I can
their evil spell. than this .... to see the malignant
not pray! I am
iorever banished Undead around me. ... A
sharp
from the sight of God for calling stinging sensation in my throat. . . .
upon Satan to aid me. But even for My God! .... it is ....
^
HAD mourned Paul Duval as to be in its proper position. Then,
dead until there came that mys- as I let the cover drop, the tubes be-
I terious voice from out of the in- gan to glow with a brilliancy which
infinite. grew until it exceeded that of the elec-
In my study is a radio receiver of tric lights in the room.
more than ordinary workmanship. Something shorted, I thought
Not a set for amusement only, but as my hand approached the instru-
a scientifically accurate instrument. ment with the intention of shutting
Like most fans I liked to amuse off the batteries. Then something
myself by picking up distant stations. happened which caused me to draw
One night, as I idly turned the dials, back my hand as though it had been
I noticed the tubes grow brighter as stung.
certain markings on the dial were I must have sensed that no earthly
passed. I opened the cabinet and station was coming through. Perhaps
peered into it. Everything seemed it was because the' first word called
1537
638 WEIRD TALES
was my name; was because
perhaps it Before the man could collect his wits,
the tones that cried out from the Duval had somehow managed to es-
ether were filled with a quality of cape. The guard could not be blamed,
sound which could come from no for the patient had never shown any
earthly source. Paint, vibrant, but signs of violence, and was consequent-
clear came a voice: ly rated as harmlessly insane.
Harry! help! help! Harry! for What are you doing about it?
am
Gods sake help me, I We have a party of attendants
The words cut volume of
off in a looking for him and have notified the
sound, unearthly squeals and cries. police. As soon as we hear anything,
My hand darted to the dial, but as I well let you know.
touched it the lights resumed their
former brilliancy and I could hear
nothing. A "WORD of explanation is due those
who are not familiar with the
weird experiment which Duval suc-
Unnerved and exhausted, I sank
back into my chair. The voice had cessfully performed. He had discov-
been that of Paul Duval from the ered a ray which made the disem-
Other Side. He had called on me, his bodied spirit bodies visible. Into the
best friend, to help him, and God influence of this ray had come Mar-
in heaven!
I was helpless! guerite, a girl he had loved, but who
How long I sat I do not know. had died. Seeing her there, beautiful,
Dimly, I remember I heard the tele- angel-like in the light of the beam,
phone ring and heard Janisch, my he had become possessed of an irre-
man, answer it. sistible longing to be with her. She
The first part of the conversation had stretched her arms out to him.
made no impression on me. Then he Down the path of the ray he had
said, Well, yes, reluctantly, Dr. gone to meet her. He reached the
Chaptel is here, but he has left in- phantom shape. Into her arms he
structions not to be called. A pause. had been clasped. She kissed him,
Oh! this is Bairds Sanitarium? and Duvals body slumped to the
Very well. Ill see if hell speak to floor. A
moment later I saw his soul
you. arise from his body, and walk, arm
Janisch did not call me, though. in arm, through the screen by which
Hardly were the last words out of his Marguerite had come, into the Great
mouth when I snatched the receiver Beyond.
from his hand. Bairds was where But Duval was not dead! When I
Duvals body was confined. had shut off the power and rushed to
Yes! Yes! What is it? I de- his side, I found his body alive. The
manded impatiently. soul, the intelligent part of his being,
Is this Dr. Ghaptel? came a had gone from his body, but that
voice. body continued to breathe and other-
It What do you want?
is. wise perform the functions of life.
Dr. Baird asked me to tell you What remained was mere unintelli-
Paul Duval has overpowered his gent clay, animated by the spark of
guard and escaped, life. It was Duvals body, Wt not
Are you sure? I queried faintly. Duval. The part that was the real
The reply left no doubt. The at- Paul did not inhabit its fleshly dwell-
tendant had heard a persistent tap- ing. That dwelling, that part which
ping in Duvals cell. After a time, was left, was what men term an idiot.
thinking it strange, he had opened the Do you wonder at my surprize that
door to investigate, only to have the this body had suddenly become ani-
body bear him down in a moment. mated; that it should attack a man,
!
when for several years it had even vals. But how changed from the
to be fed ? For five years I had con- old Duval! I noticed the creature,
fined it in Bairds Sanitarium, diag- even as it held me, seemed trying to
nosed as having a progressively de-
say something ^to reassure me. But
teriorating dementia. And now the vocal cords refused to form the
words and the result was an xmintelli-
mumble.
E xpecting a sleepless night, I final-
ly went to bed. In spite of ex-
gible
Duval seemed to realize, at last,
pectations, however, sleep overtook that I could not understand. An
me;. broken by dreams vague but ter- awful despair came into his face. The
rible. Perhaps Duvals escape, com- fingers tightened until it seemed my
ing so closely upon the voice, had wrist bones would shatter under the
filled my mind with half -formed hor- pressure. Then the features relaxed,
rors. Or it may have been my sub- and I was drawn to my feet.
conscious reactions to the presenti- Powerless to resist, I was half car-
ments which weighed upon my con- ried, half dragged to the living room.
scious mind. Perhaps, without know- He threw me heavily into a chair and
ing it, I was being prepared for what turned away. As an automaton, he
was to follow. approached my radio and threw in
I awoke with a start. I knew I the switch. The tubes grew bright.
had been dreaming, but I knew it He carefully fixed the dials in a cer-
had not been a dream which awak- tain position. Without a word or ges-
ened me. For a moment I did not ture of warning, he dropped to the
know what it was. Moonlight was floor. Instantly, the light in the
flooding the room. Nothing seemed tubes grew brighter and a voice came
amiss. from the set.
Then I saw it. Perhaps a slight Its all right, Harry, Duvals
creaking of the door had disturbed voice again; I had to get in com-
my slumbers. It was slowly swinging munication with you some way, and
inward. I watched it, fascinated. It couldnt chance waiting for you ac-
opened wider. A head was thrust into cidentally to set the dials again.
the room. The hair on it was wildly But
but, where are you? I
awry. There was a bloody scratch asked inanely.
down one cheek. The eyes had a On the Other Side, he answered
fixed, a set look, like those in the head with a tinge of bitterness in his voice.
of a dead man. But they were not Well, why are you
how did
sightless, for they rested on me for ? I began, a hundred questions
a moment with a gaze that sent quiv- at once swirling in my brain, clamor-
ering fright through my body. Then ing for utterance.
the mouth widened in a terrible leer. Dont make me explain now, old
"With this, the fetters which bound man. I am in danger, subject at any
me fellaway, and I started to my moment to attack from a force of
feet. With the suddenness of a mis- which you have not the faintest con-
silelaunched from a catapult, the ception. I want to return to life, to
body followed the head into the room get back to my body, which, God help
with a terrific leap which sprawled me, I left, but powerful influences
me back on the bed. I tried to fight are at work to keep me back. Harry
the Thing off with my hands, but fin- I can get back only with your help.
gers of dreadful power caught my Will you give it ?
wrists, holding them fast.
But but why dont you rejoin
As the grotesquely twisted face was your body? You were in it just
thrust into mine, I saw it was Du- now.
intelligence, and hence have a definite Gradually the ray gained in inten-
entity. sity. The luminous screen seemed to
Experiments had led him to believe spring into greater brightness. My
the soul was of a definite composition, eyes strained for the first sight of the
too tenuous for the eye of man to be- little pinpoints of light which would
ite shuddered as if with fear, and the And you free him?
if I do, will
horde came leaping closer. she asked, a questioning smile on her
Stop
she cried,
! there is
.
lips.
place here except among these, she you help?
gestured toward the monsters. I am one of the Council.
Seeing them again so close, I That means nothing to me. If
forced myself to be more calm. I did you are willing to help, why havent
not want them howling around me you done so?
again. I have. But for me, Paul could
Just the same, I have spoken my never have gotten through to you. I
thoughts, I averred, unconsciously tried to meet you flrst, but Tasmari
using a term, true in life, but out of interfered, and her power is so much
place in the Second Cycle, where all greater than mine. I can not help
is thought. Paul more, because he has set his
Then I shall say to you the mind against help from me.
truth, she replied. I have never Why? suspiciously.
deserted Paul Duval. You make ac- He loves me.
cusations which you can not know are Paul loved her after what she
still
true, which are not true. How little had done? After she had brought
you know! him, to this plane? If he loved her,
I have helped him, helped though why did he want to return? Seem-
itplaced me in danger of the Vortex. ing to read me, she burst out impetu-
If Bari or Tasmari knew a hundredth ously
part of what I have done, I should Ah! Cant you understand?
not be here. Some day they will Taking Paul through was such a little
burst through my isolation and learn thing, it seemed, when I came here.
the truth. Even now Tasmari seeks Time? It doesnt exist in the Second
the one who tried to meet you at the Cycle. So what matters it, if a being
ray. comes here early or late? It must
Oh! if it were only myself to be come sometime. I did not know his
considered, I would isolate myself coming would not be like mine, leav-
from you with a barrier so strong ing all desires of life behind.
that a thousand wills could not break Paul is unhappy. Knowing he
it. can do so much good in life, to keep
I -wish you would, I retorted. so many from becoming as these,
Leave me to get Paul out of this pointing to the horde, which was
and I dont care what you do. again in the distance, he wants to
646 WEIRD TALES
return. Other souls have wanted to He seemed encompassed in a clear
go back, but they can not. But Paul, amber substance, the nature of which
his body lives on. He has the op- I do not to this day really know. I
portunity.' stretched forth my hand to touch
It suddenly came to me that I him, but the substance prevented it.
should like to return for the same At the same instant Duvals body
reason. I had come to realize my own seemed to be covered with a myriad
lifehad been spent searching in the of tiny golden flames. They flickered
wrong channel; that I should have weirdly over him but did not seem to
used my knowledge to bring about a possess the quality of heat. I with-
better humanity. Sickness and pov- drew my hand and the flames sub-
erty beget evil, and evil made up the sided. I tried it again, and the fin-
horde. gers of fire flared up again, but
brighter and somewhat angrily.
Cant we be friends, and work to-
gether? softly, Oh, dont! Dont try to touch
A feeling of tenderness and love him! cried the girl.
welled up within me. The shutters Why? I asked stupidly.
had fallen from my eyes, and I was Cant you see he is isolated?
at last fit to be with Marguerite, to Isolated?
work with her. Yes. Tasmari isolated him for
Yes I replied. I glanced in tri-
! trying to communicate with you.
umph toward the horde, but they had They (she and Bari) feared he might
disappeared.
get back to the First Cycle, life.
Gone, she volunteered, noticing Why does this Bari want to keep
my look of surprize. They existed him here?
only because your thoughts called That Bari knows best. Paul has
them up. Thought is all in the Sec- been purified by the Thought Coun-
ond Cycle. cil. When that has occurred, the
The Golden City? I asked. soul is subject to Bari, and Bari holds
Your thought also.
what he has.
Then they were not real? This reminded me of what Tasmari
Thought the only reality there
is had commanded. She had told me to
is, she answered enigmatically. speak to no one until I had been puri-
fied by this Thought Council. So
M
I
arguerite and I stood before
Paul Duval. Instructed by her,
had concentrated my thought on
that was her plan? After the Coun-
cil had done its work, I could be held
as was Duval, and neither of us could
him, and had found myself almost at go back. She was afraid I would
once in his presence. He was clothed learn too much.
as I had last seen him, for in the Sec- Tasmari has commanded me to
ond Cycle the beings are dressed as speak to no one, I stated. What
the eye of the beholder consciously, would happen if she found me speak-
or subconsciously, sees them. That he ing to you?
should be clothed as I last saw him She would first force you before
was natural. the Council. After, they would do
He was suspended motionless a lit- with you as they wished, or as he
tle above the plain on which we stood. wished. He is supreme. They might
He did not seem to see me, or to be send you to the Vortex.
aware of my
presence. It was not Duval had shrieked something
until I spoke to him, and he did not about being carried to the Vortex,
answer, that I saw something was when he had talked with me over the
amiss. radio. A sudden idea came to me.
QUEEN OF THE VORTEX 647
sation of Duvals voice. In some unison wdth that of Bari on the sub-
manner we were being protected from conscious wills of the whole. Thus,
Tasmari. I felt this rather than knew the Council, and therefore Bari, is
it, and Duval had taken advantage absolute, for the conscious will con-
of the respite to tell me of conditions trols the subconscious absolutely by
in the Second Cycle. Speech is not the pow'cr of suggestion. In a meas-
necessary there, but possible, and it ure, the entire spirit body of the Sec-
was more satisfactory to hear the ond Cycle is controlled by Bari, much
sound of our voices. as a hjpnotized pei*son is controlled
ard should one appear strong enough into commiinieation with me, a for-
to aidthem in again controlling their bidden act.
own subconsciousness. Now, if one Well have to be getting out of
breaks away, he is beaten in detail. this, he stated at last. As soon as
The thing is a sort of divide et im- I come into the thoughts of Bari or
pera. Tasmari they will know I am out of
This is where Duval had fallen out and be down upon us.
isolation,
with Bari. Coming to the Cycle as Wliat shall we do?
he did, there remained a body to Is the ray operating?
which he could return under proper
It was when I left.
conditions. There "was nothing about
It had better be now, he re-
it to unfit it for Duvals future use,
marked dryly. If it isnt, w'e are
since death had never occurred.
both in for it. It had not entered
Death would, of course, make the
into my calculation you would come
body untenable. Therefore, Bari
feared that should Duval return to
over. By the way, as a sudden
thought struck him, why did you
life he might obtain enough followers
come?
to unseat the present ruler, w'hen all
I told him how it had happened.
should have crossed over to the Other Tasmari s doings 1^ he exclaimed.
Side.
Clever, too. Dont you see? By get-
In spite of every obstacle which Bari ting you here, she thinks she can keep
and Tasmari placed before Duval, he both of us. Thinks I need help from
had managed to partly free himself at the life side. Well, I did. We both
times from the Cycle, with the aid of do, if the ray has been shut off. You
Marguerite. This was done by the
'
been, still looking at Duval, but the of the second we had paused to look
projectors were throwing their rays into the room had been our undoing.
toward us. I was furiously concen- Bari had become aware of our escape
trating to raise a barrier against Bari and had instantly launched his fear-
and Tasmari. ful power to draw us back. I glanced
Thank God for the ray, and for the at the place where Janisch struggled
faithfulness of Janisch, who had kept to keep the door closed. My eyes re-
this gateway open to us. We could turned to where Paul had been, but
go back. The Second Cycle had he had vanished. The next instant I
waited too long before striking. was carried back, and before I real-
Then from the room, carried to us ized what had taken place, I found
on the ray, came the sound of a loud myself again by the side of Paul, look-
thumping. Voices were raised. Dim- ing into the face of one whom I knew
ly in the background I could see our instantly to be Bari. His eyes were
bodies, and also that which startled fixed on mine, coldly stem in their
me to the roots of my being. Janisch expression, and it took a mighty ef-
was desperately trying to barricade fort of will on my part to look away
the door of the laboratory, which was from them.
giving inward to violent attacks from Gathered about him, every face
without. turned to his, were at least a thou-
A
voice was calling, Open, in the sand souls, Tasmari among them. I
name of the law! Another voice, knew the throng for what it was, the
which I recognized as Bairds, cried Council of Thought. Theirs were the
out: I tell you there is something wills which had broken down our iso-
wrong in there, oflScer. Break in the lation barrier and drawn us hurtling
door. back into the presence of the Ruler
An instant later, the door was of the Second Cycle. Our situation
quivering again from lusty blows was desperate. Confronted with a
rained on it. Should they get in be- mighty force, the projectors endan-
fore I could recover my body, there gered by Baird, we were indeed in
was no foretelling what might hap- a hopeless position. If we were to
pen. Even though I could get back, get back to the screen before the in-
the projectors might be damaged by vaders broke into the laboratory, we
the intruders, and that would leave should have to act quickly, and action
Duval a captive. Janisch could never seemed impossible.
account for our bodies. Was success I looked questioningly at Paiih hut
to be snatched from us at this last his face gaveme no hope. An expres-
moment? sion of resigned despair had settled
QUEEN OF THE VORTEX 651
there, trtiich deepened when Bari to the laws of the Cycle, and felt he
spoke. was tiying to weaken my
belief, as I
Have done! he ordered. At the was trying to weaken his. And be-
command, the faces of the Council sides . Then it came to me, and
turned away from his and fastened I took a malicious delight in making
on ours. my next statement, for I felt it would
Instantly I felt the lessened tension hurt Tasmari.
and a new hope was born in me, which Still you can not hold me. Even
did not die even- when Bari, seeming if I had received a command in the
to read my thought, said: Bari name of the Council, you could not
alone can hold you now. I had re- hold me, but I have never received
membered what Paul had said about such an order.
my case being similar to that of sus- You dare dispute my word?
pended animation. In that case Bari challenged Tasmari angrily.
and his Council could not prevent my I dare tell the truth. You said
returning, no matter what happened I charge you to communicate with
to Duval. Once on the life side, I no other. You gave it in your own.
might be able to help Paul again. name, not in the name of the Coun-
Bari can not hold me, I ven- cil. Of course, turning to Bari in
tured, desperately determined to bluff mock humility, if Tasmari rules the
it as long as possible. A frown ap- Council, or if the Council
path of the ray. He appeared in- more rapidly, and I caught a glimpse
stantly' and fell on his body. For a of a slender arm. It was Tasmari
moment he seemed to lie on top, then who was leaving. Paul had won.
slowly sank into the flesh. Without more ado, I shut off the
His soul had barely disappeared power. As the beam faded, these
when Tasmari raged into sight. With- words came to me in the faintest of
out a seconds hesitation she also fell whispers.
on the body. Duvals intelligence be- You win this time, but in the end
gan to reappear. On his body corus- you must return. The last glow
cations like molten gold showed for an faded and Tasmari was gone.
instant and faded. The figure writhed
as though in torment. Once again the N A few words I explained, or tried
soul of Duval penetrated his flesh. I to explain, the situation to Baird,
Outlining it now, there grew an aura who thought Janisch had murdered
of blinding iridescence, combining both Duval and me. Duval had the
every color of the spectrum. The appearance of one dead, but I knew
weirdness of this struggle of two be- that when three days had passed he
ings for one body appalled me. would regain liis senses. We had
Suddenly it was ended. About the been successful. Still, I was de-
body the aura faded. Succeeding it pressed.
came a myriad of little pinpoint Trying to place what vaguely trou-
lights. They grew in number, and bled me, it came to me.
swarmed away, where they whirled MargueriteHow had she fared at
!
confusedly in the light of the ray. the hands of Bari? Grod bless the
Then they gradually began to assume staunch and loyal little soul! And
the outlines of a figure. Was it Paul Duval ? Had he sacrificed her to save
or Tasmari ? Materialization came himself ?
neighboring mines ;
it "was distant longing for the happy hours when the
about two miles from any other habi- snow would melt, and the leaves burst
tation. I can call to mind the whole out, and the birds begin their songs,
landscape now: the tall pines which and when we should again be set at
rose up on the mountain above us, liberty.
and the wide expanse of forest be- Such was our peculiar and savage
neath, on the topmost boughs and sort of life until my
brother Caesar
heads of whose trees we looked down was nine, myself seven, and my
sister
from our cottage, as the mountain be- fiveyears old, when the circumstances
low us rapidly descended into the dis- occurred on which is based the ex-
tant valley. In summertime the pros- traordinary narrative which I am
pect was beautiful; but during the about to relate.
severe winter, a more desolate scene
could not well be imagined.
I said that, in the winter, my father
occupied himself with the chase
O NE evening my father returned
home rather later than usual; he
had been unsuccessful, and, as the
every day he left us, and often would weather was very severe, and many
he lock the door, that we. might not feet of snow were upon the ground,
leave the cottage. He had no one to he was not only very cold, but in a
assist him, or to take care of us in- very bad humor. He had brought in
deed, it was not easy to find a female Avood, and Ave Avere all three of us
servant who would live in such a soli- gladly assisting each other in blowing
tude; but, could he have found one, on the ernbere to create the blaze,
my father would not have received when he caught poor little Marcella
her, for he had imbibed a horror of by the arm and threw her aside; the
the sex, as the difference of his con- child fell, struck her mouth, and bled
duct toward us, his two boys, and my very much. My brother ran to raise
poor little sister, Marcella; evidently her up. Accustomed to ill usage, and
proved. You may suppose we were afraid of my father, she did not dare
sadly neglected; indeed, we suffered to cry, but looked up in his face very
much, for my father, fearful that we piteously. My father drcAv his stool
might come, to some harm, would not nearer to the hearth, muttered some-
allow us fuel, when he left the cottage thing in abuse of Avomen, and busied
and we were obliged, therefore, to himself with the fire, which both my
creep under the heaps of bear-skins, brother and I had deserted when our
and there to keep ourselves as warm sister was so unkindly treated. A
as we could until he returned in the cheerful blaze Avas soon the result of
evening, when a blazing fire was our his exertions; but we did not, as
delight. That my father chose this usual, crowd round it. Marcella, stUl
restless sort of life may appear bleeding, retired to a corner, and my
strange, but the fact was that he brother and I took our seats beside
could not remain quiet whether from
;
her, while my fatherhung over the
remorse for having committed mur- fire gloomily and alone. Such had
der, or from the misery consequent on been our position for about half an
his change of situation, or from both hour, when the howl of a wolf, close
combined, he was never happy unless under the AvindoAv of the cottage, fell
he was in a state of activity. Chil- on our ears. My father started up
dren, however, when left much to and seized his gun; the howl was re-
themselves, acquire a thoughtfulness peated, he examined the priming, and
not common to their age. So it was then hastily left the cottage, shutting
with US; and during the short cold the door after him. We all waited,
days of winter we would sit silent, anxiously listening, for we thought
;
and my elder brother then said, Our years afterward. When my father
father has followed the wolf, and will had left the cottage, he perceived a
not be back for some time. Marcella, large white wolf about thirty yards
let us wash the blood from your from him; as soon as the animal saw
mouth, and then we will leave this my father, it retreated slowly, growl-
comer, and go to the fire and warm ing and snarling. My father followed
ourselves. the animal did not run, but always
We did so, and remained there un- kept at some distance; and my father
til near midnight, every minute won- did not like to fire until he was pretty
dering, as it grew later, why our certain that his ball would take ef-
father did not returft. We
had no fect; thus they went on for some
idea that he was in any danger, but time, the wolf now leaving my father
we thought that he must have chased far behind, and then stopping and
the wolf for a very long time. snarling defiance at him, and then
I will look out and see if Father is again, on his approach, setting off at
coming, said my brother Caesar, go- speed.
ing to the door. Anxious to shoot the animal (for
Take care, said Marcella, the the white wolf is very rare), my
wolves must be about now, and we father continued the pursuit for sev-
can not kill them, brother. eral hours, during which he continu-
My brother opened the door very ally ascended the mountain.
cautiously, and but a few inches; he You must know that there are pe-
peeped out. I see nothing, said culiar spots on those mountains which
he, after a time, and once more he are supposed, and, as my
story will
joined us at the fire. prove, truly supposed, to be inhabited
We have had no supper, said I, by the evil influences; they are well
for my father usually cooked the meat known to the huntsmen, who invari-
as soon as he came home and during
;
ably avoid them. Now, one of these
his absence we had nothing but the spots, an open space in the pine for-
fragments of the preceding day. ests above us, had been pointed out
THE WEREWOLF 657
teeth I have ever beheld. But there sist upon my surrendering up my fair
was something about her eyes, bright girl to his wishes it ended in my ^v-
;
as they were, which made us children ing him a few inches of my hunting
afraid; they were so restle^, so fur- knife. ^
tive; I could not at that time tell We are countrymen, and brothers
why, but I felt as if there was cruelty in misfortune, replied my father,
in her eye; and when she beckoned taking the huntsmans hand, and
us to come to her, we approached her pressing it warmly.
with fear and trembling. Still she Indeed! Are you, then, from that
was beautiful, very beautiful. She country?
spoke kindly to my brother and my- Yes; and I too have fled for my
self, patted our heads, and caressed life. But mine is a melancholy tale.
us but Marcella would not come near
;
Your name? inquired the hunter.
her; on the contrary, she slunk away,
and hid herself in the bed, and would What! Krantz of ? I have
not wait for the supper, which half heard your tale; you need not renew
an hour before she had been so anx- your grief by repeating it now. Wel-
ious for. come, most welcome. Mynheer, and, I
My father, having put the horse may say, my worthy kinsman. I am
into a close shed, soon returned, and your second cousin, Wilfred of Bams-
supper was placed upon the table. dorf, cried the hunter, rising up and
When it was over, my father re- embracing my father.
quested that the young lady would They filled their hom mugs to the
take possession of his bed, and he brim, and drank to one another, after
THE WEREWOLF 659
the German fashion. The conversa- sent to bed, a consultation was held.
tion was then carried on in a low My father had asked Christina in
tone; all that we could collect from marriage, and had obtained both her
it was, that our new relative and his own consent and that of Wilfred;
daughter were to take up their abode after this a conversation took place,
in our cottage, at least for the pres- which was, as nearly as I can recol-
ent. In about an hour they both fell lect, as follows:
back in their chairs, and appeared to You may take my child, M^m-
sleep. heer Krantz, and my blessing with
Marcella, dear, did you hear? her, and I shall then leave you and
said my brother in a low tone. seek some other habitation it mat-
Yes, replied Marcella, in a whis- ters little where.
per; I heard all. Oh! brother, I Why not remain here, Wilfred?
can not bear to look upon that woman No, no, I am called elsewhere; let
I feel so frightened. that suffice, and ask no more ques-
My brother made no reply, and tions. You have my child.
shortly afterward we were all three
I thank you for her, and will duly
fast asleep. value her ;
but there is one diffi-
I
culty.
I know what you would
there is no priest here in this wild
country: true, neither is there any
say;
thought she looked more beautiful law to bind still must some ceremony
;
than ever. She came up to Marcella pass between you, to satisfy a father.
and caressed her the child burst into
;
Will you consent to marry her after
tears, and sobbed as if her heart my fashion? If so, I will marry you
would break. directly.
But, not to detain you with too long I will, replied my father.
a story, the huntsman and his daugh- Then take her by the hand. Now,
ter were accommodated in the cottage. Mynheer, swear.
My father and he went out hunting I swear, repeated my father.
daily, leaving Christina with us. She By all the spirits of the Hartz
performed all the household duties; Mountains
was very kind to us children; and, Nay, why not by heaven? inter-
gradually, the dislike even of little rupted my father.
Marcella wore away. But a great Because not my humor, re-
it is
change took place in my father; he joined Wilfred; if I prefer that
appeared to have conquered his aver- oath, less binding, perhaps, than an-
sion to the sex, and was most atten- other, surely you will not thwart me.
tive to Christina. Often, after her Well, be it so then; have your
father and we were in bed, would he humor. Will you make me swear by
sit up with her, conversing in a low that in which I do not believe?
tone by the fire. I ought to have Yet many do so, who in outward
mentioned that my father and the appearance are Christians, rejoined
huntsman Wilfred slept in another Wilfred; say, will you be married,
portion of the cottage, and that the or shall I take my daughter away
bed which he formerly occupied, and with me?
which was in the same room as ours, Proceed, replied my father, im-
had been given up to the use of Chris- patiently.
tina. These visitors had been about I swear by all the spirits of the
three weeks at the cottage, when, one Hartz Mountains, by all their power
night, after we children had been for good or for evil, that I take Chris-
;
OWhat
my
NE night my
brother.
is
sister awoke me and
his face.
I pnt my hand to Marcellas mouth My
stepmother rose np, and looked
to prevent her crjdng out, although at the body, while Marcella and I
I was myself in great alarm. Our threw ourselves by its side wailing
stepmother approached my fathers and sobbing bitterly.
bed, looked to see if he was asleep, "Go to bed again, children, said
and then went to the chimney, and she sharply. " Husband, continued
blew np the embers into a blaze. she, "your boy must have taken the
"Who is there? said my father, gun do\ni to shoot a wolf, and the
waking up. animal has been too poiverful for him.
"Lie still, dearest, replied my Poor boy! He has paid dearly for
stepmother, "it is only me; I have his rashness.
lighted the fire to warm some water; My father made no reply I wished
I am not quite well. to speak to tell all ;
but Marcella,
My father turned round and was who perceived my intention, held me
soon asleep ; but we watched our step- by the arm, and looked at me so im-
mother. She changed her linen, and ploringly, that I desisted.
threw the garments she had worn into My father, therefore, was left in
the fire: and we then perceived that his error; but Mareella and I, al-
her right leg was bleeding profusely, though we could not comprehend it,
as if from a gunshot wound. She were conscious that our stepmother
bandaged it up, and then dressing was in some way connected with my
herself, remained before the fire until brothers death.
the break of day. That day my father went out and
Poor Marcella, her heart beat
little dug a grave, and when he laid the
quick as site pressed me to her side body in the earth, he piled up stones
so indeed did mine. Where was our over it, so that the woh'es should not
brother, Caesar? How did my step- be able to dig it up. The shock of
mother receive the wound unless from this catastrophe was to my poor
his gun? At last my father rose, and father very severe; for several days
then for the first time I spoke, say- he never went to the chase, although
ing, "Father, where is my brother, at times he would utter bitter ana-
Caesar? themas and vengeance against the
"Your brother! exclaimed he; wolves.
"why, where can he be? But during this time of mourning
"Merciful heaven! I thought as I on his part, my stepmothers noc-
lay very restless last night, observed turnal wanderings continued with the
our stepmother, "that I heal'd some- same regularity as before.
body open the latch of the door and, ; At last, my father took down his
dear me, husband, what has become gun, to repair to the forest; but he
of your gun? soon returned, and appeared much
My father cast his eyes up above annoyed.
the chimney, and perceived that his "Would you believe it, Christina,
gun was missing. For a moment he that the wolves
perdition to the
looked perplexed, then seizing a Avhole race!
have actually contrived
broadax, he went out of the cottage to dig np the body of my poor boy,
Avithout saying another wbrd. and now there is nothing left of him
He did not remain away from us but his bones?
long: in a few minutes he returned, "Indeed! replied my stepmother.
bearing in his arms the mangled body Marcella looked at me, and I saw in
662 WEIRD TALES
her intelligent eye all she would have About an hour afterward we were
uttered. startled by shrieks from the cottage,
A wolf growls under our window evidently the shrieks of little Mar-
every night, father, said I. cella. Marcella has burned herself,
father, said I, throwing down my
Aye, indeed? why did you not
My father threw down his,
tell me, boy ?
wake me the next time spade.
and we both hastened to the cottage.
you hear it.
Before we could gain the door, out
I saw my stepmother turn away;
darted a large white wolf, which fled
her eyes flashed fire, and she gnashed
with the utmost celerity. My father
her teeth.
had no weapon; he rushed into the
My father went out again, and cov- cottage, and there saw poor little
ered up with a larger pile of stones Marcella expiring; her body was
the little remnants of my poor brother dreadfully mangled, and the blood
which the wolves had spared. Such pouring from it had formed a large
was the first act of the tragedy. pool on the cottage floor. My fathers
first intention had been to seize his
One day, when my father and I the body of his sweet child, and for
were in the field, Marcella being with several days would not consign it to
us, my stepmother came out, saying its grave, although frequently re-
that she was going into the forest to quested by my stepmother to do so.
collect some herbs my father wanted, At last he yielded, and dug a grave
and that Marcella must go to the cot- for her close by that of my poor
tage and watch the dinner. Marcella brother, and took every precaution
went, and my stepmother soon disap- that the wolves should not violate her
peared in the forest, taking a direc- remains.
tion quite contrary to that in which I was no'f? really miserable, as I
the cottage stood, and leaving my lay alone in the bed which I had for-
father and me, as it were, between merly shared with my brother and
her and Marcella. sister. I could not help thinking that
THE WEREWOLF 663
Heaven forgive me !
Horreur Sympathique
BY CHARLES BAUDELAIRE
Translated by Clark Ashton Smith
Then he thouKht hl
mother replaced the
loosened coTers and
tacked them in about
his shoulder.
anything, even staler and more nerve- bed, which stood against the wall of
raeked than before. But that first un- his large, airy room.
pleasantness past, the invigorating In his dream he thought that he
air of the balsam-laden pine woods be- reached out his hand to replace the
gan to show its restorative effects rap- bed clothes, and as he dic^so liis hand
idly. He found that he was sleeping was softly, though firmly, taken, and
like the dead. He could not get his mothers well-remembered voice
enough sleep, it appeared. His appe- said Lie still, laddie I ll tuck you
:
;
tite increased, and he found that he in.
Then he thought his mother re-
was putting on needed weight. The placed the loosened covers and tucked
business management of a boys camp, them in about his shoulder with her
absurdly simple after the complex competent touch. He wanted to thank
her, and as he could not see her be-
matters of Big Business with which
cause of the position in which he was
he had long been occupied, was only
lying, he endeavored to open his eyes
a spice to this new existence among
and turn over, being in that state
the deep shadows and sunny spaces
commonly thought of as between sleep
of the Adirondack country. At the
and waking. With some considerable
end of a month of this, he confidently effort he succeeded in forcing open
declared himself a new man. By the his reluctant eyes; but turning over
first of August, instead of the nervous
was a much more difficult matter, it
wreck who had arrived, sharp-visaged appeared. He had to fight against an
and cadaverous, two months before, overpowering inclination to sink back
Carrington presented the appearance comfortably into the deep sleep, from
of a robust, hard-muscled athlete of which, in his dream, he had awakened
thirty, twenty-two pounds heavier to find his shoulder disagreeably un-
and without a nerve in his body. comfortable. The warmth of the re-
placed covers was an additional in-
death. His maturity, the preoccupa- of the wire fence beyond your cabin,
tions of an exceptionally full and ac- and ask him to let us know whether
tive life, and the tenderness which or not this is an edible mushroom.
marked all his memories of his mother Im not quite sure myself.
had served to remove from his mind "Certainly, replied the boy,
all traces of that idea. The possibil- pleased to be allowed "out of bounds
ity of a "warning in his dream of even to the extent of the few rods
his dear mother only caused him to separating the camp property from
smile during those days after the that of the gentleman named by Car-
dream during which the revived im- rington, a university teacher regarded
pression of his mother slowly faded locally as a great expert on mush-
thin, but it was the indulgent, slight- rooms, fungi, and suchlike things.
ly melancholy smile of a revived nos- Carrington called after the ^sap-
talgia, a gentle, faint sense of "home- pearing boy.
, sickness for her, such as might a^^^ect "Oh, Crocker!
any middle-aged man recently re- "Yes, Mr, Carrington?
!
Throw it away if Dr. Benjamin rooms into three equal portions, each
says its no good; but
if he says its on its camps, which he asked the un-
all right, bring it back, please, and der-cook to keep hot in the oven dur-
leave it on the mantel-shelf in the big ing the brief interval until mess call
living room. Do you mind ?
should bring everybody at camp in to
.^1 right, sir, shouted Crocker breakfast.
over his shoulder, and trotted on. Then with his long fork he speared
several small pieces of mnshroom
R ETUBNtNU from the village an
hour later, Carrington found the
mushroom on the mantel-shelf in the
which had got broken in the pan.
After blowing these cool on the fork,
Carrington, grinning like a boy, put
living room. them into his mouth and b^an to eat
He placed it in a large paper bag, them.
left it in thekitchen in a safe place, Good, suh? enquired the assist-
and, the next morning before break- ant cook.
fast, walked'
up the trail toward the Delicious, mumbled Carrington,
garage and filled his paper bag with enthusiastically, his mouth full of the
mushrooms. succulent bits. After he had swal-
He liked mushrooms, and so, doubt- lowed his mouthful, he remarked:
less, did the people who had noticed But I must have left a bit of the
these. He decided he would prepare hide on one of em. Theres a little
the mushrooms himself. There would trace of bitter.
be just about enough for three gen- Look out for em, suh, enjoined
erous portions. Mu^rooms were not the under-cooh^ suddenly grave,
commonly eaten as a breakfast dfch, Theyre plumb wicked when they
but,
this was camp aint jus right, suh.
Exchanging a pleasant good These are all right, returned
morning with the young colored Carrington, reassuringly. I had
man who served as assistant cook, and Professor Benjamin look them over.
who was engaged in getting breakfast He sauntered out on the veranda,
ready, and- smilingly declining his of- waiting for the bugle call. Prom
fer to prepare the mushrooms, he many directions the boys and a few
peeled them, warmed a generous lump visitors were straggling in toward the
of fresh, country butter in a large mess hall after a morning dip in the
frying pan, and began cooking them. lake and cabin inspection. From their
A deUghtfnlly appetizing odor aris-
.
room in the guest house the people
ing from the pan provoked respectful with whom he had been the evening
banter from the young cook, amused before eame across the broad veranda
at the camp-directors ^orts along toward him. He was jnst turning
the lines of his own profession, and toward them with a smile of pleasant
the two chatted while Carrington greeting when the very hand of death
turned his mnshrooms over and over fell on him.
in the butter with a long fork. When Without warning, a sudden terrible
they were done exactly to a turn, and griping, accompanied by a deadly
dtily peppered and salted, Carrington coldness, and this immediately fol-
left them in the pan, winch he took lowed by a pungent, burning heat,
off the stove, and set about the prep- ran through his body. Great beads
aration of three canapes of fried of sweat sprang out on his forehead.
toast. He was going to serve his His knees began to give under him
mushrooms in style, as the grinning Everything, all this pleasant world
young cook slyly remarked. He about him, of brilliant morning sun-
grinned back, and divided the mush- shine and deep, sharply-defined shad-
;
their long, close companionship had He dared not raise his eyes, because
not been interrupted by death. now he knew that he was awake. It
A wave of affectionate gratitude seemed to him as though she spoke,
suffused him. Under its influence he though there came to him no sensa-
rose, wearily, and sank to his knees tion of anything that could be com-
beside the bed, his head on his arms, pared to sound.
in the very spot where his mother Ye must be getting back into your
had seemed to stand in his dream. bed, laddie.
Tears welled into his eyes, and fell, And keeping his eyes tightly shut,
unnoticed, as he communed silently lest he disturb this visitation, he awk-
with her who had brought him into wardly fumbled his way back into
the world, whose watchful love and bed. He settled himself on his back,
care not even death could interrupt and an overpowering drowziness, per-
or vitiate. haps begotten of his recent shock and
Silently, fervently, he spoke across its attendant bodily weakness, ran
the gulf to his mother. . . . through him like a benediction and a
He choked with silent sobs as un- refreshing wind.
derstanding of her invincible love As he drifted down over the thresh-
came to him and overwhelmed him. hold of consciousness into the deep
Then, to the accompaniment of a and prolonged sleep of physical ex-
tremulous calmness which seemed to haustion which completely restored
fallupon him abruptly, he had the him, his last remembrance was of the
sense of her, standing close beside lingering caress of his mothers firm
him, as she had stood in his dream. hand resting on his shoulder.
VIALS of WRATH
By EDITH LYLE RAGSDALE
T WAS Carsons back. There consented, so, even though I felt an
could be no doubt about that. I emotion verging upon hysteria steal-
I would have known him any- ing over me, I drove out to the sub-
where. urbs, where, as Maude was on her va-
I pushed my way tlirough the cation, I was keeping bachelor hall.
crowd and, shoving this way and that, I was glad my wife was gone. She
finally overtook my old friend.
is a nervous, high-strung woman.
I hadnt seen Jim Carson for a Not for worlds would I have sub-^
number of years and remembered him jected her to the ordeal of entertain-
as an affable, whole-hearted chap, ing Carson. Man that I am, robust,
with engaging Irish-blue eyes and tar- and disgustingly material in my
black hair. Imagine, then, my sur- views, I have received a shock which
prize when, as I reached him, I saw time alone may eradicate.
that his hair was snow-white, that the
The first hour after our arrival
skin on his face was yellow and wrin-
passed off smoothly. I prepared an
kled like that of a mummy and
appetizing meal for my guest and my-
seemed grown to the bones, that his
self, and after supper we repaired to
eyes, once so merry, were deep-set in
the big, cool porch, and there, over
his cadaverous face, filled with a hor-
cigars, recounted our mutual boyhood
ror, a lurking fear, the eyes of a man
experiences. Under the sedative in-
who sees some hideous vision.
fluence of the weed, Carson seemed to
I tried to dissemble, to suppress my
thaw, to become more human, less a
astonishment at thiff startling change
dead man.
in my old friends appearance. But
I began to feel that I had made a
I might have saved myself the trou-
ble. Carson seemed lost to all minor mountain of a mole hill, that I had
emotions. He looked through me,
overestimated my friends looks and
manners.
past me. The hand he offered was as
cold and clammy as that of a dead I leaned back, puffing contentedly
man. His voice was a hollow echo. at my cigar. Carson was telling me
A sort of chill emanated from the of an experience he had had while
man, a chill which clung about me, coming home on the boat, during the
penetrating my bones until the mar- days of submarine warfare. He was
row ached, and lumping my blood un- in the middle of a thrilling narrative
til knots formed beneath my skin. when the telephone rang.
I wished, subconsciously, that I had I arose and passed into the house.
not met up with him. I actually trem- Maude was on the wire, three hun-
bled, but I tried to make the best of dred miles away, wanting to know
my bad encounter. if I had fed the goldfish and if Bobs
My ear was parked near by and, (her canary) was all right. After
after a few words, I asked him to be reassuring her on all points I re-
my guest while in the city. Carson turned to my guest.
672
VIALS OF WRATH 673
At firstI thought he was asleep, rally from this, but I fear he wont
lying back in his chair. Then some- last long. Three days, perhaps.
thing about the pose struck me as He bared Carsons arm and gave
odd. It was too rigid, too tense, to him a shot of strychnin. I watched,
be natural. fascinated.
I moved over to him, listened for The doctor turned to me: Better
his breathing. There was no sound. call an ambulance and have him taken
I touched him. He was cold. I to St. Marys. He will need expert
thrust my hand into his shirt, next
care and there isnt a nurse here
the skin. The heart seemed stilled. now you can get for love or money.
I was afraid abjectly afraid. Car- I acted upon the suggestion, and
before midnight Carson was resting
son, to all appearances, was dead. I
was alone. All my old fear and re- comfortably in the narrow, white hos-
pugnance of the evening returned. I pital bed, watched over by a serious-
shuddered and my knees shook. I felt eyed nun. I stayed with him as long
the hair at the base of my skull rise, as I could, then left with the promise
like the bristles on the back of a dog that I would return the following
when it sees shades in the dark. morning.
I wondered if the authorities would
arrest me. I cursed myself for run-
ning after and overtaking Carson,
for carrying him out to my heretofore
W
was
HENI again entered Carsons
presence I saw that his mind
There was, also, an inde-
clear.
peaceful and uneventful home. finable change in the poor chaps ap-
Maude, being psychic, might even 5b- pearance. His eyes were free of the
ject to living in a house overshadowed expression of horror. Even his skin
by a mysterious death. And I had looked less drawn. But death sat
been, until now, perfectly happy in perched on the headboard.
the pretty little bungalow with its Carson smiled weakly and pointed
big lawn and prodigality of roses. to a chair.
Then another thought struck me. Sit down, old man, he mur-
What had caused Jims death? When mured. I obeyed, and for a few min-
the telephone rang he had been talk- utes there was no word spoken. Then,
ing with animation. stretching out a lean hand he laid
Just prior to
our coming out on the porch he had hold of my fingers and spoke.
eaten a hearty supper. I guess lam about to pass out,
he began, and I am glad. Every
Again I bent over Carson. I fan-
minute, for seven years, I have longed
cied I could see a change. He looked
for death.
less rigid, more relaxed. I grew hope-
He paused, struggling for breath.
ful. Perhaps there might be a little
When he .spoke again it was with less
life left. I ran to the telephone and
effort, and from the time he began
called our family physician.
telling me of the occurrence that
When the doctor arrived I had Car- turned him into an insatiate demon
son stretched out on a lounge and was he never wavered or paused until the
rubbing him with camphor. It was final word was spoken.
the first thing that occurred to me. You knew Helen, my wife, be-
The doctor produced his stetho- gan You knew her when
Car.son.
scope and began hunting for signs of we three attended the university.
animation. After a bit he looked at You knew how beautiful she was, with
me and remarked reassuringly L He her glorious golden hair and brown
isnt dead. Sort of coma. Has had a eyes, her satin-white skin, fine in tex-
shock, a severe one, I judge. Hell ture as a lily petal, and you surmised
W.T^
674 WEIRD TALES
her beautiful soul, her purity, her the insectsand serpents, manufac-
wonderful personality, but I alone tured goods shipped in from the
knew her. I worshiped her as it is States, and a private telephone line
given to few to worship. Our love connecting my outposts with the mis-
was without a flaw. The years never sion house.
dimmed our affection, and the birth From the first my wifes wonder-
of our daughter, three years after our ful sweetness of manner and her
marriage, cemented all the stronger great beauty acted upon the blacks
the bond between us. like a charm. They gave her a native
You remember my desire to be a name which, translated, means Lily-
missionary. You recall that after white.
graduation I entered the college of My success was phenomenal. Soon
theology. AVhen I received my de- the work was progressing beyond my
gree, when I became a regularly or- most sanguine hopes. The servants
dained minister of the gospel, I felt and laborers employed about the mis-
life held but little more of joy. My sion house were my first converts.
cup of happiness was running over. These men and women forsook their
A month after I received my or- hideous rites; voodooism disappeared
ders we found ourselves on ship- from that particular point and in its
;
board, outward bound for a post on stead came peace, plenty and clean
the African coast. living.
I was a religious fanatic. I could
The early converts became in turn
not see that there was work, plenty missionaries. Wherever they went,
of it, right at home. The command, with whomsoever they talked, they,
Go ye into every land and preach my even though crudely, spread the gos-
gospel, meant, to me, just that. I pel. And I loved my people. True,
wanted to go into every land and their skins were black and their ways
spread the news. were not my ways, but for aU that I
When we reached Africa and I knew they were my brothers, spirit
saw what was before us I thrilled. of my spirit. For more than three
The harvest was indeed ready for the years I preached to them, taught
reaping. I plunged into the work them to read and write and work. I
and for a time failed to see the hard- doctored their bodies as well as their
ships and dangers into which I had souls. And in every way Helen, my
brought my wife. Lily-white, aided me. But this peace-
But, eventually, I began to sense ful existence was but the calm before
these things. The climate failed to the storm.
agree with my darling. She, though
she never told me until long months /^NB day a strapping black placed
afterward, feared the blacks. Her himself in my path. He looked
health grew bad, and not until our worried and harried. A prescience
babys birth did Helen regain her for- of evil swept over me as he began in
mer buoyant strength. But with halting and lame English to tell me
babys advent my wifes sunny smile of Mogo, a powerful medicine man
came back and life again assumed a of the tribe, who was trying to de-
rosy glow. moralize and stampede my converts.
We were, to a certain extent, well From the mans disjointed narra-
situated. The mission house was tive I learned that Mogo was prac-
large, made of heavy logs, with strong tising the most revolting forms of
shuttered doors and windows. We voodooism, that he had instituted a
had, too, some of the ftomforts of civ- revival of ancient heathen sacrifices,
ilization, such as screens to keep out was practising cannibalism, and wag-
VIALS OF WRATH 675
ing war against the spread of civiliza- through the swamps. At the village
tion and religion. I stopped for food and rest and the
I questioned the black, but, once precious solace of a few words over
having told me of the trouble, the fel- the telephone with Helen. The dear
low seemed to withdraw into himself girl, even though her heart was tom
and I could gather nothing further. by fears, spoke bravely and encour-
All our servants were loyal. The agingly. She held our baby to the in-
big black men, three in number, em- strument and let her babble to Dada.
ployed about the place, vied with each I told Helen that, should she
other in their devotion to Helen and want me, she could call me at this
the baby. I never felt a fear for the point, and a black would get the word
safety of my loved ones, even though to me. But Helen laughed away my
at times I was called miles away to
fears. She had our three servants, be-
other villages or even into the inte-
sides the woman who did the cooking
rior.
and housework since baby came,
One day, shortly after the conver- Just before dusk I, with the black
sation with the black, he again inter-
guiding along *before me, set out on
cepted me. The story he had to tell
the last lap of my journey. The
me was exceptionally revolting. Mogo
had gathered around him a following moon was not yet up and the shadows
of degenerate negroes, and the next were black all about us. From tree
night, which happened to be full and bush came eery calls and strange
moon, there was to be a meeting with noises, from the rank grass and vege-
the added attraction of human sacri- tation the hiss and rustle of serpents.
,
fice. The place of meeting was on the By the time the moon was up we
banks of a sluggish little river, not had reached a vantage point, and,
much more than a creek a thick, secreting ourselves, we watched the
oozy stream swarming with croco- preparation for the consummation of
diles. the lustful deed.
I decided to be on hand, even A throne of logs had been erected,
though the danger was great, and to and upon this Mogo, a powerful, vil-
prevent the sacrifice if possible. Be-
lainous-looking giant, sat, directing
cause of the risk, I had to tell some
the arrangements. From our covert I
of the facts to my wife. Naturally,
watched the play of the corded mus-
she was shocked by the disclosures
cles beneath the satin-black skin, the
and entreated me to stay away from
bloodshot whites of the eyes, the cruel
the scene of the crime.
twist of the protruding lips.
But this I could not do. I had
given myself to the work. I would A crowd formed quickly. Like
be a coward, a poltroon, less than a shadows, they slunk from out of the
man, were I to let pass unrebuked an gloom. A big heap of inflammable
orgy such as Mogo planned. material was piled in an open space a
The distance from the mission few yardsfrom the throne, near the
house to the scene of the meeting was river bank.
nearly twenty miles through swamp I could not understand much of
and underbrush and rank vegetation, Mogos harangue. But that he was
past a small town, the last point a sort of spellbinder I could readily
where I could communicate with see. As he talked, his followers, many
Helen by telephone, a hard, soul-sap- of whom had professed the Christian
ping journey for a white man. faith, fell prone before the throne.
1 obtained the service of my in- For an hour the big black talked,
formant as guide and we set out lashing the crowd to fury.
; ! .
women alike, began tearing their gar- could not. I called, and a cowering
black answered. It was my guide, to
ments. Someone set fire to the brush-
whom I owed my life.
heap, and I sickened as I saw the
blacks join hands and dance, naked, I asked him the time, how long I
around the blazing pyre. had been there. His answer was stag-
gering. I had been unconscious three
The dance grew in violence and
days
abandonment. With the stripping off
of their garments, civilization and re-
My first thought was of Helen. I
knew her peril. I had caught enough
ligion were cast aside. They were
just what their ancestors had been. of Mogos harangue to understand . .
They screamed a chant; they leapt I knew, even though God had
into the air; they clawed their flesh kept her safe, that her anxiety over
until blood mingled with the sweat of my absence and silence must be mad-
their glistening bodies. And Mogo dening. I again tried to get up. But
urged them on. my knees were weak and I wabbled
Out over the sluggish water the back, fell upon the bed. And less
blood-red glow of the fire crept. A than ten steps away was the tele-
are battering down the front door. scream. I heard a shot, then the con-
Our servants are assisting them. nection was severed and I fell for-
I cursed, cursed, CUESED! In ward, unconscious.
that moment I became a devil. Even For days I was a maniac. When
now, I am amazed at the depths of reason again asserted itself I re-
evil into which this horror plunged turned to the scene of the tragedy.
me. A pile of blackened embers was il
I called to Helen that I was com- that remained of the house. I
ing to her. But her voice never trem- searched the ruins and found a few
bled as she made answer. Do not human bones. These I gave Christian
leave the wire. It will be but a few burial and over them I vowed a vow.
minutes before it is all over. You It has taken me a long time to ful-
could not possibly reach here in time. fil it,
but I have done so.
Let us talk to each other until
Carsons voice had become a mere
She told me, quite calmly, that whisper, but he struggled on, his eyes
she was barricaded in her chamber; fixed on mine.
that, when our servants deserted her, Yes, he repeated, it took a long
she had locked the doors and win-
time, but I accomplished my vow.
dows, taken the baby and repaired to I found the seven who murdered my
the upper story, where the telephone wife and babe, and one by one I cruci-
was located.
Helen, I
fied them ^head down. If you ever
called, Helen, are you visit Africa you can find their rotting
armed? carcasses in a cave, back a short dis-
Her voice came back, clearly, tance from the mission house site. I
Yes. I will wait until I am certain. am the only living person who knows
When I am certain . It is the of the existence of this cave, but
only way. Baby first. Then I (here he produced a roughly sketched
Again a pause, then: They are chart) take this and you will find it
in the house coming up the stair. without difficulty.
I hear our servants. There are four
His eyes flickered and closed. For
more with them . . . They are pound- a moment I thought he had answered
ing on the door ... It is beginning
the last call. But with his ebbing
to crack. Darling, I must save breath he struggled on:
baby!
Frenzied with horror I crouched
From that day I go insane when
there,my ear to the receiver. I could I hear a telephone bell. I live again
the awful agony of that hour. I can
hear blows rained upon the door. I
heard a shot. I screamed, wildly. I see it allall!
knew that mybaby, my bright-eyed I tried to soothe him, but he seemed
darling, was dead. Again I heard past all human help. I sat beside his
Helen speaking: It is almost over, cot, stunned, unable to think clearly.
dear love, she said. I have set fire For a time he slept. Then his eyes
to the room. Mogos cannibals must flew open, he sprang up in bed and
not a look of ecstasy overspread his
Again I heard a babel of sounds, drawn features.
of screams, curses and blows.
Helen he cried. Why, Helen,
!
The
Experiment of Erich
Weigert
By SEWELL PEASLEE WRIGHT
traded more than his appearance re- loveliness. I say I was struck almost
pelled. dumb; I say that because to talk of
Ive been working with radio for love at first sight is to bring up
fourteen years now, I replied smil- visions of youthful exaggerations. It
ing. Ham, Marconi experi-
op, is true that as Vera Weigert and I
mental work for a manufacturer, de- looked into each others eyes that
signing, all that sort of thing. Bound night, something Avas bom of that
to pick up a little here and there, you union of glances that never died
know. that never will die. Call it what you
Yes, indeed! A great deal of ex- win, for I must on with my story.
perience for a young man. You
I remember but vaguely the trip
seem pardon me! I have neglected
to introduce myself; Erich Weigert,
through the big bare laboratory that
Weigert had made of two adjoining
at your service! He bowed a quick
rooms at one side of the house. Later
little foreign, military bow, heels to-
I became very well acquainted with
gether. If you have nothing else the delicate instruments, the gener-
in mind, Mr. Saylor, and would be
ators and transformers and the im-
interested, I would like to take you mense variety oftubes with wliieh the
through my own little laboratory this laboratory was equipped, but that
evening.
night my mind was too full of Vera
Erich Weigert ! And an invitation Weigert. It was not until after Wei-
to go through his laboratory! It is
gert invited me to a chair in front
no wonder that I gasped. I had heard of the big fireplace in the front room,
of him as a wealthy, somewhat mys- between himself and his Avife, that the
terious recluse with scientific leanings, trend of his conversation Ijegan to
but I had never seen him before that make an impression on my mind.
memorable night.
Your remark this evening that the
mystery had all gone from radio, de-
XI^eigerts machine soon whisked
^ us out to his residence near the spite the fact that radio Avas doing
greater marvels today than ever,
outskirts of the city. Only a few
struck me particularly, Weigert
lights were burning as we turned in
said with a nod of approval, glancing
at the grass-grown drive, but I could first at me, and then at his wife. It
make out the house as a massive, is true, today they hook up eight
square pile, squat and ugly in the tubes and hear from one coast to an-
moonlight, topped with an octagonal other or perhaps one continent listens
cupola, like some uncouth excrudes-
ccnce, its panes glaring bleakly over
to another with the power of the
sending station listed in many thou-
the rather extensive, high-walled sands of Avatts. Ball It is lie kill-
!
grounds that surrounded the place. ing ants Avith a steam-roller! In the
The door was opened by a young days when we caught the buzz and
woman whom a moment later Weigert scratch of spark signals two thousand
introduced as his wife. The affection miles away and more with our
and pride in his voice as he presented crystals, silicon, galena, perikon
me struck me as being the first real then there was mystery, romance, to
feeling that he had evidenced since radio. Today my barbers wife can
I had met him. twiddle the switches and dials of her
He had a very real reason for his setand copy from coast to coast as
pride, for his wife was undeniably change the records
easily as she can
beautiful. The instant she raised her on her phonograph. The scientist,
soft, dark eyes to mine I was struck the man with imagination, has left
almost dumb with their remarkable that phase of radio far behind; it is
680 WEIRD TAJLES
a husk from which all the sweetness very cv-ident that Weigert was wild-
has been sucked ! ly in love with his young wife, and
Tnie, I nodded. I
no in- find with his temperament and personality
terest in radio communications now. but why prolong the debate that
But, sir, the transmission of photo- raged in my mind? You know, if you
graphs by radio and we arc doing have ever been a man, and young,
that now, you knoAV ^fires my imag- how it was decided. I went went
ination. I have been working myself not once but many times.
along those lines, I added some- I think that Erich Weigert grew
what timidly, for Erich Weigert had for me a real affection ; I could follow
a terrific force of personality that him along the lesser-trodden paths of
made me feel very young beside him. radio research and could even lead
Perhaps the day is not so far off him into some of the ramifications of
when we shall be able to broadcast the great science. My ideas, or at
moving pictures as well as the music least many of them, agreed with his
to accompany them! own. And to the man who had cut
Aher! AT)er! That
is but a step! himself off from the rest of the world
broke in Weigert, interrupting me that he might devote himself to his
with sudden and unexpected violence. work, I suppose I was a welcome con-
First code, then speech, then pic- tact point with the outside.
tures. Good! A
start, perhaps, but It was the love that waxed and grew
not more than a start, Mr. Say- between Vera and myself that caused
lor! He dropped his voice until it me the most concern. There was that
was little more than an insinuating between us that made every moment
whisper, and his eyes gleamed wfith near her a bitter paradise a joyous ;
Nothing. But I thought the The cold glitter in his eyes and the
drapes moved just then. It startled deepening of the harsh lines that ac-
me for a moment.
cented the habitual sneer on the thin
It might have been him! she lips had told me at first glance that
whispered fiercely. He is a devil! his nerves were near the breaking
point, and as he spoke a vibrant un-
He ^ows everything. Perhaps
But before she could finish we heard dertone of his voice affirmed the truth
his steps coming down the hall, and of my judgment.
we hastened to seat ourselves. The laboratory, as I have said, was
Evidently Weigert had not been composed of two rooms, but tonight
spying on us, for he was his normal Weigert had pulled tightly shut the
self when he entered the room. In- sliding doors between them. Before
tensely jealous though he was, he had I had time to question him, even had
never seemed to see the love that was I felt so inclined, he directed my at-
between his wife and me. tention to a table in the center of the
I should have read the man better
room. On it was a mass of apparatus,
in which I recognized many familiar
should have realized that those cold
instruments, although one or two of
blue eyes missed nothing, and that
such a personality could dissemble un- the devices were utterly foreign to
til ^until
my experience. Four receiving tubes
burned near one edge of the tangle.
HAVE often talked about Sit down in the chair, Saylor,
thought transmission by radio, suggested W
eigert. You re going to
Saylor. You remember? Weigert act as the receiving agent in this lit-
tle test, since you so kindly volun-
was talking to me over the phone, as
teered to help. There; so.
we often chatted of an afternoon,
when both of us had a little time. He placed me in a big, overstuffed
There was a certain tenseness in his chair that stood beside the table and
voice that vaguely excited me. directed his attention to the appa-
ratus.
Yes, I answered quickly. Have
you ? You see, I have reasoned it out
this way, he commented as he
I think I am going to try the
so.
worked thought is a function of the
experiment tonight. Would you care brain.
:
Therefore ^he turned to me
to be on hand and assist me?
with an odd contrivance in his hand,
I certainly deem it an honor to be a piece of apparatus, at-
collarlike
asked! tached to some part of the array on
He chuckled as at some private bit the table by two long, flexible wires
of humor before he replied. receiving of thought must be by
Will you be on hand at 8 sharp, getting in contact with the brain,
then ? I must get to work now either directly or through nerves run-
theres a lot to do before tonight. ning to the brain. Understand?
Remember, 8 oclock sharp! I nodded, only partly understand-
It was exactly three minutes of 8 ing, and yet dominated utterly by
when Erich Weigert admitted me the intense blue light that flared in
that night. I showed him my watch, his agate-hard blue eyes.
laughingly. So Then we place this little col-
!
See how well I obeyed orders? lar of soft chamois around your neck,
Fine! he nodded. We will go buckling it tightly in place, he con-
directly to the laboratory; I am nat- tinued, suiting the action to the word.
urally anxious as to the success of our That cold sensation you feel at the
experiment. back is nothing but a plate of heavy
; !
But
fore me as though my face were
the other subject?
^but I
buried in a very fountain of Are.
ventured. Who is transmitting?
The other subject, he said curt- And then, gradually, a thought was
ly, is in the next room. Keep your born in my mind not a thought as it
mind as free from outside thoughts as springs to the normal, conscious mind,
you can. Close your eyes. Relax. but a thought from without forced it-
In the stillness of the room I could self into my mind and grow there,
hear the slight scrape of the contact swelling from an unrecognizable seed
arm over the wires of the potentio- to a palpitant growth and the
meter, but save for a nervous tickle thought that had been planted in my
up and down my spine I could feel mind, and that grew there so vividly,
nothing. as if before some inner eye, was a
Not enough, eh? questioned thought of ?ove.' Love as boundless as
Weigert, evidently watching my im- space itself; as real and actual as a
passive face. I shook my head. mighty block of granite. Love; love
The potentiometer scraped again, for me! Soundless, formless words,
and I became aware of a soft warm- as intangible and elusive as wisps of
ness in the region directly under the mist, swam through my bursting
metal plate a warmth that crept up- brain Avords of affection, endear-
;
;
in the broad arms of the chair. Fear Despair These Avere the things
! I
from my throat, to leap up, to cry of a rusty hinge. The sending sub-
aloud ject!
Suddenly, totally, the torture He strode forward and tore the
stopped; there were only the warm, sheet from the figure.
throbbing waves of feeling inundat- I felt my
knees tremble beneath
ing my brain. I opened my eyes and me, and I leaned against the wall for
leaped from the chair, cursing. support. There on the table, dressed
What damnable thing is this you in a simple white robe, lay the body
have here? I shouted. I have been of Vera Weigert!
to hell and back again ! I should have My eyes refused to move from the
gone crazy had you not turned it off fearful sight. A
spot above either ear
when you did! had been shaved, and on the scalp
The eager, curious light went from thus exposed a red circle with edges
Erich Weigerts eyes, and in its place ^my God!
came a glint of sardonic amusement, Just as the receiving element
I did not turn it off, he said must work directly upon the nerve
calmly. But I can imagine why you trunk, I heard Weigert saying, the
thought I did. He deftly removed sending must be done, at least with
the band around my neck and tossed the crude apparatus I have, direct
it carelessly onto the table. And from the emanating source. And
nowwould you not like to see the that, of course, is the brain! Hence
other subject; the sender? the trephine that seems to strike you
An icy chill gripped my
every as so interesting.
nerve and sinew there was something
;
This little band passes under the
diabolically sinister in the mans face
head as you see, and presses two silver
and in the soft tones of his voice.
disks directly upon the brain; or,
I nodded dumbly, still dazed from
strictly speaking, upon the dura
the experiment, and stumbled in his
mater, to get the desired contact.
wake to the_ closed double doors. He
slid the doors open and stood aside Faster and faster the man spoke
that I might enter. or did my reeling senses imagine that?
On an operating table near the His voice, fiom a calm, scientific mon-
door lay a figure covered with a long otone, rose almost to a chriek.
white sheet. A faint odor as of an There she is, Saylor! Why dont
anesthetic came to my nostrils, but you caress her hand now ? Why don t
there was something about the abso- you hold her close and press her lips
lute, deathly stillness of the supine now, man ? There she is, and with the
figure that told me I was in the pres- last spark of her energy she sent you
ence of death itself. a message, Saylor! What was the
Trembling, the blood draining from message? You wont tell me? It
my face, I stood and stared at the still must have been wonderful; wonder-
figure and at the instrument-littered ful!
table beside the operating table. I knew the experiment would be
Three small wires from the maze of a success! You two loved each other;
instruments on the table disappeared you were attuned as two human be-
under the edge of the sheet two big ;
ings seldom are attuned. It was an
transmitting tubes glowed yellowly in ideal opportunity to prove that I was
the bright light that flooded the room. right; that thought could be trans-
A dim, horrible idea began to take mitted
and to avenge myself upon a
shape in my
mind. faithless wife and a faithless friend!
See! chuckled Weigert, his voice I tried to speak, but my dry tongue
grating on the silence like the screech refused to move from the roof of my
!
The
Confession of a Madman
By JAMES COCKS
T he curtain
honest,
is
fearless
parted by an
man,
education was just sufficient
to make a good laborious living and
give him command of a coastwise
whose
Only a skilled pilot can guide a sliip
through in safety. Hundreds of ships
and men have been engulfed in its
treacherous quicksands.
The main walk leading from the
ship. He knew nothing of the so- town forms a large circle above the
called cults of the past or present. cliffs, designated by some as the Lov-
Although he was not a scholar, his ers Walk; however, it is used by all
consciousness was thrilled with the alike, for it furnishes a continual re-
knowledge that he was a man. He freshing view. As one traverses this
knew virtually nothing of what other winding path, it brings to view the
men may have thought or written. sand dunes on the opposite side of the
But by virtue of the consciousness of wide channel. Tradition says that
manhood that abided in him, he dared here lies an entire towm buried by a
to think and ask the reason why, and terrific sandstorm.
with equal persistence, search out the
As one travels around the high
answer.
cliffs, is led directly to a command-
he
1 ing fort, containing a few guns which
silently watch the entrance to this
T^or reasons I need not explain here, land-protected port. A little farther
* I spent one week in the quaint around the cliffs is Padstow Cove,
little town of Padstow. It was a snug where the high rolling ground is sud-
little seaport town teeming with in- denly parted as if hewn out by some
dustry, having no less than two ship- titanic force. Anumber of neat little
building yards working at full speed. cottages dot the sloping sides, and a
It lay embedded in a small valley pro- pretty, sandy beach slants gracefully
tected on three sides by high rolling into the channel. Immediately in the
hills a haven in time of storm. center of this beach stands the life-
The entrance to this port is one of boat house.
the most dangerous on the Cornish My advent into Padstow was in
coast: Padstow Points on one side, November; the weather was cold and
Pentire Points on the other, both bris- unsettled. In the early part of my
tling with jagged rocks like the fangs first evening in this quaint old town,
of some huge monster. Some distance I was sitting in the bar parlor smok-
in from the open sea, there is a bar ing a cigar and warming my knees
of sand called the Dunebar. This
lies in the very center of the pas- dull.
by the fire perhaps feeling a little
sageway leading into Padstow, and In a little while a strong wind came
can be seen when the tide is low. up, which soon became a gale. Mine
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686 WEIRD TALES
4
host came into the room and sat down few minutes the ship was a mass of
opposite me by the fire. He said in floating wreckage.
a very serious tone, I fear, sir, we My attention was directed to a com-
are in for a terrible storm tonight. manding figure standing alone on a
God pity any ship that comes near the jutting piece of rock overhanging the
Points! frightful sea. His sea-cap seemed
In answer to my casual enquiry, glued to his head and shoulders, and
mine host pointed out the many dan- his beard was combed by the cutting
gers that confronted the mariner in wind. Both hands were shading his
time of storm. Before he had got
eyes ^he was scanning the angry sea.
through his rather prolonged descrip- I turned to a man by my
side and
tion, the wind began to whistle asked,
Who is that man out there ?
around the comers and eaves of the The man replied, Why, stranger,
roofs. The town seemed suddenly to thats Tom Edivinn, the lion-hearted
wake up many people were hurrying
on the
;
. In a few minutes I was comfortably- friend, Moses Dingle here, that there
seated in their midst. I was surprized is a story youA^ebeen promising to
to learn that there was an organized relate for more than five years. We
rule for the evenings amusement: have a long evening before us, and
they had a regular chairman, who if you feel like telling it tonight, we
sat at the center of a long table, shall be mighty glad to hear you.
somewhat elevated, where he could AYliat do you say?
command a view of the large room.
He knew each one that could sing a A
smile lit up Toms grave features
sea-boots reaching above his knees. turned from the dead that I .shall tell
To my sense, he Avas a perfect type my tale.
of the man of the sea, an ideal model Before Im through with my
for an artist. story, you may think I am still af-
fected AAuth my
old complaint. I do
"IXTe H-\d been enjoying a short in- not ask you to believe one Avord Im
^ ^ termission. AA'lien crack crack
going to say it Avould not make any
crack came from the chairmans difference anyAvay. Im going to tell
hammer. . yoiA my story because I feel compelled
Tom. said the chairman, its a to do so. Perhaps, right down in my
long time since you told us a storj-. heart, I Avant to stir you up a bit,
I ha\'e been reminded by your old and make you look a little closer to
yet not be conscious of a single act, peal of want hurt me, the cry of help
or a moment of its time? pierced my heart like a knife. I loved
From what I have learned from my wife and children, and they
the testimony of others, I went insane
thank God loved me in return. Work
without a moment s warning, and was a pleasure, and idleness distaste-
when I came out of it I did so just as ful to me. I loved the sea ; its jagged
cliffs fascinated me: when the storm
quickly. At the moment they said
my reason had returned, I felt as if was fiercest I was there, for I could
some indignity had been put upon my not enjoy the genial comfort of my
person. I said to the professor, Why home while the storm was raging. A
is it I have been called to pass great upheaving force ever prompted
through this ordeal? I feel as if Ive me to help my fellow man in distress.
been imposed upon! He replied, Boys, I have walked that Dunebar
My dear sir, you have had a disease, all hours of the night and day, try-
our treatment has rid you of it, you ing to grasp the meaning of its
are now restored to your wonted treacherous depths, w h i e h have
health and strength. sucked down so many precious lives
I
said very quietly to the pro- in its quicksands.
fessor,Im certain that you have had I know youll be surprized that
a terrible time with me, and I am I am blowing my own horn; my only
grateful for the care you have given excuse is that Ive not blown it very
me; but your treatment has had no mueh in the past. Many times, I,
part or place in the return of my rea- Tom Edivinn, your townsman and
son. comrade, have gone out to that Dune-
God to accept the strength of my come back, if you dont take back
limbs, and the devotion of mj' heart, your words, Im going to ram them
to consecrate me to the service of my back down your throat. This is a
fellow men in saving them from its new business to me; if I get started
depths and the jagged rocks. I am I aint quite sure when I shall quit!
simple enough to believe that the He came over and glared into my
gigantic force which we call God eyes; our noses almost hit. I said,
heard my prayer and desire. You had better hurrj' along, or I
The longest way around to a sick shall withdraw" the privilege! At
neighbors cottage was my shortest that he smiled and replied. You look
way home. Once only have I felt like pretty good, but I think I can go you
fighting and hurting my fellow man. one better. You had better take off
One morning when I was out on the those sea-boots and your coat; you
cliffs scanning the sea with my tele- cant scrap wdth those things on. I
scope, my attention was drawn to the suppose Ill find out youre the best
Dun<ibar, I saw something sticking man in port, and the bully as well !
Tarnation! I said. Youd bet-
out of the sand, and I knew it was
not the topmast of a ship slowly be- ter hurry along. Im getting impa-
ing sucked down theie was sea-weed
:
tient !
attached to it. I could not make out Well, boys, in about fifteen min-
what it was, so I went out to investi- utes he came back, held out his hand
gate. When I had removed the sea- with a good-natured smile on his face,
weed, I gave a gasp of pain, for there and said, Tom, those wprds dont go;
stood revealed a mans arm sticking Im sorrj^ I said them. Put on your
out of the sand. This is the boots and coat and lets have some
only instance I know of the Dune- home-brew"ed ale.
bar ever giving up its dead. On There nothing on the corpse
w'as
the index finger was a gold ring. to identify except some tattooing
it,
some indignity had been put upon my with a wealth of rich brown hair fall-
person, that I had been imposed upon. ing to her waist. I took them in my
My whole being welled up in protest. arms and wept. Those were the tears
Here was I, a young man thirty-five of a baffled man.
years of age, in the full vigor of life, When alone in my bedroom, I
with ten years literally stolen out of studied my features in a mirror. I
it, over which I
that is to say, my looked older then, at thirty-five, than
individuality had absolutely no part I do now at sixty. Some diabolical
nor place, not even the consciousness change had taken place. I removed
of one solitary moment of its time. my clothes and examined my person;
If it had not been for the testi- it was covered with scars, bruises and
mony of my loved ones, and the contusions; my limbs and body were
growth and change I could so plain- black, green and blue.
ly see in them, I could not have be- My soul rebelled at what I saw.
lieved that ten years of life hadmy What cruelty, what indignity, shame,
been passed in an insane asylum. and injustice, had been inflicted on
What was I to do? I had reasoning my person ? I, who had devoted every
powers, and was analytically inclined. breath within me to alleviate suffer-
I was confronted with a blank wall ing, and had used my strength to bat-
an impassable gulf. tle with the unreasoning sea to help
Wlien I returned to the bosom of my fellow man, had been dashed un-
my family, my children around me, mercifully on jagged rocks and reefs
my wife placed her arms around my I knew not of. No galley slave had
neck, and with tears streaming down been humiliated like this. Was this
her cheeks said, Oh Tom! It has indeed I, who had been called by some
been such a long wait! the lion-hearted? Every idealistic
I replied, My dear, I do not un- thought within me cried out. I walked
derstand; I know that something has my room in anger. I again felt that
occurred, I know there is a lapse, and I would like to fight, just as I felt
even the sense of lapse is so indistinct, when that captain called me a body-
I can not in any way define it. I sense snatcher.
a seeming haze it has shape, circum-
;
spirit, power, knowledge, are ever- tinguish indistinct forms and color
lastingly existent their laws are
; not unlike a picture out of focus. I
never for one instant inactive. I felt that if it came any nearer I
know that I exist, because the knowl- should be SAvallowed up or enshrouded
edge that I exist is the proof of my in it. A cell-like something opened
existence.
in my mentality instantly my mind
Reasoning along those lines, that became flooded with understanding.
my knowledge of existence had no I was as one in an audience watching
part in what took place at the asy- the projecting on the screen of a story
lum, I was forced to the con- in which I was the principal actor.
clusion that if my identity, my knowl- As each scene was unfolded, I knew
THE CONFESSION OF A MADMAN 693
absolutely what the next scene would couples prayers are about to be an-
be. swered.
I saw a stone cottage with a straw- Now, my boys and friends, con-
thatched roof, having a center en- tinued Tom, I am coming to the
trance for two families. On one side great secret that baffled all my en-
lived a childless couple; their only quiry for years and to me, the most
child had died and was buried in the wonderful expeidenee that could un-
churchyard near by. The mother gath- fold to the consciousness of man.
ei*s some flowers from the little front
garden give a cry of delight and rush ing to sing for you, to comfort your
tomeet their big sailor brother. There great big- heart! All right, said I,
is ahappy gathering as they sit sitting back in my easy chair and
around the table. Heney fondles the lighting my pipe.
little ones and produces some pres-
She sat at the organ, and the chil-
ents. The widow, looking very seri- dren stood at each side of her. She
ous, comes to Heney, places her arms
sang a number of songs, then she
around his neck and shoulders and sang Nearer Mij God to Thee. With
says, My son, your father lost his life
its opening strains came a warm mel-
at sea; wont you give it up and stay
low feeling in my bosom. As she con-
home and live with us? Heney re- tinued to sing I felt it stealing
plies earnestly, Mother dear, I, like through my person. I felt the
my dad, am cutfor the sea
oiit I, blood quicken in
entii'e
my
veins my chest
too, expect to find a Avatery grave !
seemed to expand with glorious fire.
Boys, far more quickly than Im A great light seemed suddenly to have
telling you, the action of these
families
two
was unfolded to my appre-
become ignited in me
filled my soul.
joy and love
hension; yet there was no sense of The lamp onthe organ seemed
hurry every incident Was properly magnified a thousandfold; it was a
punctuated with comma, colon, semi- living brilliancy. It enveloped their
colon and period. The mental atmos- persons their forms seemed spiritual-
;
phere and inner workings of these ized and resplendent in their beauty.
homes were fully qnderstood. With I, Tom
Edivinn, big, rough and
the passing of time the childless clumsy, felt like a little child then
hood, then from childhood to boy- planned for Heney when he came
hood. I was thrilled when Heney home for his vacation. A mysterious
wrote that he had bought Sonnys visit had been made to a near-by
first suit of clothes
a velvet sailor town; a gold signet ring had been
suit with gold buttons. I, with his purchased; and on the evening of
young brother and sister, rushed Heney si home-coming, everything was
down the lane to meet him on his mo- ready for the celebration. A jolly lot
mentous visit. He carried a bundle, of villagers were assembled. After
and in it was my first suit of boys the presentation and the drinking of
clothes.
everybodys health, the fiddler start-
ed up, and young and old joined in
He played and romped with us;
the dance.
to mehe was the great big man of the
sea. On
every visit he spent all his One day, Heney and I paid a visit
time with us children. I being the to the old parish churchyard. sat We
smallest, he gave me the most atten- in front of an old moss-covered head-
tion. With childish awe I listened to stone, trying to decipher the sunken
his tales of the sea. Hand in hand letters. We.cleared away the moss
we would wander to the cliffs to view and dirt and discovered a verse.
the passing ships, and watch the Heney prompted me to copy it into
humble fishermen and sea birds.
my schoolbook I also memorized
every word. It read
I was never very robust, though
I was perfectly happy and knew noth- Here lies the remains of Hyrum May,
ing of pain or discomfort ;
this caused Who dug the graves from day to day;
them to be more thoughtful, loving At last he could not dig no more:
For want of breath he died for sure.
and kind.
At this point Tom stopped his nar- His work is finished and well done,
rative for a moment, then looked He liked his ale, and a little rum.
Hes done his best, his whole life through.
around the room and continued. Paid his debts, was honest and true.
Boys, I must cut my story short,
for it would take me a week to tell Then we visited my little broth-
you of the joys, hopes and desires of ers grave, which had not been neg-
those glorious ten years of my life, lected during the past years. I
experiencing again the throbs, im- turned to Heney and said, Heney,
pulses and inspirations of childhood. they have buried my little brothers
From the limitless depths of my sub- body in there. I pointed to the
conscious mind an idea would well grave. Where is he now? Heney
up, my objective mind would grasp it looked at me in surprize and shook
and put it into practise. I built a his head. I then looked him full in
ship that Heney thought was nothing the eyes and said with a smile on my
less than a marvel in detail. When I lips, In a little while, Daddy and
had finished it I rushed to my parents Mommy will put my body in there
crying, I did it! I did it! To my
too but I shall be somewhere else.
young and formative objective sense, Time and again, during my tenth
it was absolutely new and original, year as Sonny, I was dimly conscious
yet every thought expressed in this of my former stature as a man. To
piece of work was learned here in our my immature boyhood mind it ap-
own shipyards. I mention this as one peared to me as a state I would attain
of the thousand things I experienced to, not already realized. Some months
I can only touch upon a few. before my tenth birthday I was con-
When I was between nine and ten scious I should leave my parents and
years old, a birthday party was loving friends through the gateway
in a large elbow chair. Within reach not make it known, even to my fam-
were my boats, and other things I ily, for they would surely think I was
prized. The widow and her children losing my reason again but the;
and my parents were present. I knowledge that I was never for a mo-
turned to Heney and said gently, ment insane filled me with an un-
Heney, please play your music, and speakable joy. The widow and her
sing me a song of the sea. Heney, al- '
young children, my parents and
most eholdng with grief, got his con- Heney, were ever bright and burn-
certina, Smiling through his tears ing in consciousness.
he sang the desired song. I saw a When I awoke to my surround-
spiritual halo cover my features and ings in the Bodmin asylum, I was in
the eyes take on additional light as a stupor of thought for some time
my boyish mind formed the powerful then my thoughts became normal. It
body of my former and pi'esent self
seemed as if I had awakened in the
morning following a night of .sleep
standing in thd room then I held out
that the night before I had fallen and
;
my hands to the figure of my imagi- struck my little girls chair and hurt
nation. They said good-night, then the
my head. When my wife said, Oh
cottage was wrapped in darkness. Tom it has been such a long wait I
!
My last birthday came a.s Sonny, it was simply all Latin to me. I did
and the hour of my departure was at not know but that she had been sleep-
hand. I saw myself on soft pillows; ing by my side as usual during the
I looked lovingly into the eyes of my preceding night.
dear ones. I looked lingeringly at my Where the cottage was located I
boats and ships, then my eyes wan- had no means of knowing. Then
dered to ray best piece of work the came the morning of my discoveiy of
ship and stand, set on a small table. I something sticking out of the Dune-
smiled and beckoned Heney to me I ;
bar. Under ordinary* conditions I
whispered to him, I did it
I did it ! !
would not have paid any particular
Heney took my frail body in his arms attention to it, but I was filled with a
and smiled on me through his tears,
burning curiosity I was impelled to
I closed my eyes, with one hand on go and examine that something stick-
my boats. Heney whispered to the
ing out of the sand. When I re-
others, Sonny is going on a long
moved the seaweed, as Ive already
cruise his little boat is going to
stated, I gave a gasp of pain, for
there stood revealed a mans arm
founder ' I felt too tired to open my
!
one of my peculiar notions. The thankful that Sonny had come in an-
flowers on his grave are not allowed to swer to prayer and filled a void in
die. As all toow, my family and I their hearts for ten sweet years. I
visit the grave often. longed to tell them all, but my lips
Two years
after the burial of were sealed.
Heney, my boy visited the city of I hadto hasten my departure,
Truro. While there he bought an for,strong man though I am, emotion
album of pictures of the unique spots was tearing my heart apart. On my
of the Cornish coast and villages. In way home I visited the old church-
looking over it, I discovered a good yard. I sat in front of Hyrum Mays
picture of the straw-thatched cottage, headstone and pondered. The follow-
and underneath a description of its ing week they all visited Padstow and
location. It is less than seventy -five Heney s flower-kept grave.
miles from here, not far from Truro. During Tom s story, the silence was
The following week I started out so intense one could almost have
for a visit to the cottage. Great was heard a pin drop. Every eye was
my emotion, when the widow, now a fixed upon him. He stood up and
sweet old lady, opened the door in looked around into the eyes of his
answer to my knock. I spent one' listeners. His great figure seemed to
hour with her; it was taken up in fill and round out; his chest heaved
praising her children. Lingeringly with inward emotion and his eyes
she dwelt on Heney and his great love flashed with joy and inspiration. He
for Sonny. Heney s ship, she said, had said in thunderous tones:
been lost with all hands on board some Boys, he whom you have termed
two years before. the Grateful One, Avhom I rescued
When I told her of the finding from the death-jaws of the Points and
of his body, and presented her with Dunebar, is Heney s brother ^the
his signet ring, she bathed horny my widows only support, and Sonnys
hands with her tears. While she was childhood companion and playmate
yet speaking, her daughter (a woman while at the straw- thatched cottage.
The Derelict Mine
A Mystery Serial
By FRANK A. MOCHNANT
The Story So Far Several of the men involuntarily drew
AMES GERALDTON, whose father is manager of a back into the room.
J mine in the heart of Australia, has an uncle
reported drowned in the sinking of the Titanic- I stooped with the idea of assisting
The uncles death brings prosperity to the family.
James goes to technical school, and is completing him back into the capacious chair
his course at the mine.
The lode in the old mine peters out, the mine is
from which he had evidently fallen,
abandoned and landslips completely close it up. and he said with a sort of gasp or sob
But strange clouds, with an odor as from a zinc
plant, are seen over the old mine by superstitious after each word, He stood there just
miners. Phantom whisperings are heard, and the as though he had been alive.
mine gets the reputation of being haunted. Then
in the fading light of a winter afternoon a group At least four voices blended in an
of miners is terrified by seeing a form which
glides into the ruins and disappears. awe-struck exclamation of the single
word, Ghost.
5 The old clerk shuddered and sank
HAD been on afternoon shift, back into his former position. One
and a few minutes past midnight of the men placed a thick coat under
I had left the cage and was strid- his head and he began to breathe
heavily. He had fallen into a natural
ing out for home, when I became
aware of agitated voices. I turned but exhausted sleep.
my head and saw dim shadows mov- I rang up the nearest cab proprie-
ing to and fro in the vicinity of my tor and requested that a conveyance
fathers office. With a vague sense be sent immediately. Then I turned
of uneasiness I approached the door, again to the men, all of whom still
and first one and then another of a lingered in the office. I hoped to get
scared-looking group made way for a little light on the extraordinary
me. My fathers old clerk lay mo- turn of events that had been responsi-
tionless on the floor. A glance, how- ble for our assembling at all at that
ever, satisfied me that he was not hour and under such strange circum-
dead. Indeed, almost as I entered he stances. They were stout-hearted
began to come round. But he did not fellows, but were utterly dazed. All
recover completely, and terror was they could tell me was that they had
stamped on his waking features. heard a piercing scream from the di-
Suddenly he cried out, What did rection of the room, and had rushed
he come to me for? What did he from different parts of the surface
come to me for? Then he began to works. In fact, like myself they were
rave incoherently. In his delirium just at the end of their shift. One or
fragments of his own concerns became two others on their way to work had
inextricably entangled with ofiSee stopped for a minute or two to see
matters. Full consciousness appeared what was occurring, but could not re-
to return for a moment only, and in main. Several of the men had arrived
that instant he threw himself up in a at the office together only to find Sad-
sitting posture, and with an expres- ler alone and insensible, as I had seen
sion as of concentrated horror peered him, and not in the more natural
past us all toward the open doorway. sleep in which he lay now.
698
THE DERELICT fflNE 699
I glanced over the table to see what again. In consequence of these rumors
had kept the clerk so late and found I went to dig out a plan of the old
that he had been engaged in corre- mine, but it, with the other document,
spondence and other matters that had v/as gone. It was my private safe
accumulated through the absence of and I alone have a key.
one of our juniors who was down with Anything else missing?
typhoid.
Nothing. Even fifty gold sov-
Then came the rumble of wheels, ereigns in the same drawer were left
and one of the men and I conveyed intact. In the whole safe there was
the still sleeping Sadler safely to his nothing to indicate that it had been
home. Itwas with a feeling of im- disturbed.
mense relief that I handed him over When could the papers haVe been
to the care of his capable housekeeper,
stolen?
INCE my search over the old mine Sometime in the last fortnight,
S premises I had been on better
saidmy father promptly. It is just
about two weeks since I opened the
terms with my father, and so over the
drawer and slipped in some gold. I
breakfast table in the morning I re-
recounted the coins at the time, and
lated the seizure that had taken his
I distinctly remember seeing the
clerk. I rose really for the purpose,
papers.
for though I was changing shift that
Its curious, the sovereigns not
day and would not be due at the
being touched, I mused, for any-
mines till the following morping I
one nowadays might be tempted to
should certainly not, after night shift,
pick up a sovereign as a sort of curio.
have risen till close upon lunch time.
However did you manage to collect
It was then I learned that my fifty?
father had been aware of the ghost My father did not heed my query,
rumors. but went on meditatively, taking his
These absurd ghost stories must cue from the first part of my remark.
have affected him, said he. What Yes, it is strange. I could almost
do you make of them j'ourself wish that the coins had gone too. The
There was a trace of anxiety in his funny part is that the plans can be of
voice. I was startled, no use to anybody, and the document,
There is anything but a ghost at except under the impossible circum-
the bottom of it, I replied decisively. stances Ive hinted, might as w'ell be
No, I am afraid it is not a ghost, destroyed. Indeed, Ive intended to
he agreed cryptically. do so.
You are afraid not? Then I expressed the question that
I suppose I looked my astonish- had been clamoring in my head for
ment. My father seemed uneasy, al- some minutes : What would the cir-
most worried, as he answered, Sad- cumstances be?
lers spectral friend paid a former My father laughed uneasily as he
visit to the office and possessed him- replied,Well then, if the only uncle
self of a document which, under you ever had should happen to revisit
very peculiar circumstances certain- the glimpses of the moon, which is,
ly, would spell blue ruin for the lot as Euclid would have it, absurd, see-
of us. ing that he went down with the Ti-
My father paused, and then contin- tanic.
ued reflectively as if communing with Have you informed the police?
himself, It was only by chance that I asked. .
I discovered the loss. The safe had Better not. The thief will find
been opened and carefully locked the document worthless and destroy
700 WEIRD TALES
it, as no doubt he has done before a few minutes. Then with a certain
this. feeling of depression which such
My father seemed to have regained scenes inevitably inspire I passed out
hiscomposure and was calmly smok- into the passage, followed by the
ing his pipe over afinal* cup of coffee housekeeper.
when my mother came in with a gay Poor old chap! said I. He
Excuse me, gentlemen; Im late this must have had a shock. Did he not
morning as usual. come to himself at all, Mrs. Hodson?
Then came in Martha with my He was conscious for awhile this
mothers steaming porridge, and we morning, when he insisted on sending
conversed on general topics. Then, if
I still remember the sequence of plied the woman.
for Mr. Geraldton your father, re-
He is all right
events on that particular morning, now, sir, I hope? she added with
the telephone bell rang. My father seeming irrelevance.
stretched round and caught up a port-
All right? Who? I demanded,
able receiver which rested on a side-
startled.
board.
Hello.
Mr. Geraldton, you know.
t( 99 My father? And in look and
Yes, Mr. Geraldton speaking. tone I must have exhausted all the
ti 99 interrogatives.
What! Dying, you say? Non- Yes, he went in to see Sadler, and
sense 1 Ill come at once. after amoment closed the door, and
Click, the receiver was replaced on itwas half an hour by the clock be-
the instrument, and the whole re- fore hecame out, and when he did he
turned to the sideboard, and my was white as a sheet, and dazed-like.
father stood pale and erect. He spoke I spoke to him, but he did not answer.
with evidence of a strain. Then he put his hand to his head
Poor old Sadlers dying. I am and stumbled toward the front door.
going round now on my way to the I asked him was he ill, but he never
office. seemed to see me, and presently flung
After he had gpne I tumbled back open the door and walked swiftly
into bed and slept till well past noon, into the street. He looked ai^fully
when I dressed, lunched, and set off bad, though. I went back to Sadler,
for Myrtles. but he was dozing off and has not
Slightly out of my way, however, spoken since.
was Sadlers cottage, and as I neared A
few more words with Mrs. Hod-
his street I determined to call and at son, and I was walking reflectively on
least inquire concerning him. His my way. The womans reference to
housekeeper admitted me. She had my father made me uneasy. I de-
always been somewhat solemn in ap- bated within myself for a moment
pearance, but now her whole bearing whether I should return home and
reflected the hopelessness of poor Sad- await his arrival at the evening meal,
lers case. but I concluded that had my father
Hes going fast, was her greet- been seriously ill we should have been
ing. informed of it. It was natural, I
She led the way into the sick man s argued, that the pater should feel the
room, and as my eyes fell upon the passing of a trusted servant of half
bed I saw that the body of the aged a lifetime. Yet for the remainder of
clerk was already sinking into its last the day I fell into fits of abstraction
sleep. I walked round the bed and from which Myrtle more than once
gazed down at the comatose form for laughingly aroused me.
THE DERELICT MINE 701
T WAS not a voice exactly, yet some- mad myself. "With a desperate and
I thing within me seemed to press sudden movement I swept my left
the query, Does a trouble of that hand across my chest and seized the
sort, tragic enough but more or less wrist that moved above it, and. cried
outside, make people turn suddenly in amazement, Father!
ill? Especially people of my fathers In a second the figure was helping
character? Was there possibly a sub- me to my feet, and it was saying,
tler cause for his unwonted display Jim! You? How deuced thin
of feeling? youve grown! Whatever are you
It was 10:30 or thereabouts, and I doing here? Oh, Myrtle, of course.
was striding home under a setting And even at that astounding moment
moon. It may have been that my I could not fail to notice a certain
nerves were not quite up to their bitterness in his tone.
standard. Perhaps the events of the But whatever is the trouble? I
past few weeks had affected me de- urged.
spite myself. Certain it was that I We could scarcely see each other
felt for the first time a vague sense
in the almost negligible light of the
of creepiness as I stepped across the stars, but we moved as by a common
old mine precincts.
impulse to the heap of timbers, and
I observed as I had not done before my father replied in a peculiarly hol-
how grotesque the ruins appeared in low voice, The impossible has hap-
the light of the early but now western pened. Your uncle has returned and
moon. Long shadows trailed in weird is living somewhere on this mine.
shapes behind things. I was reflect- Old Sadler saw him at the office last
ing that a dark night would be pref- night.
erable, when at the moment a heavy
But Sadler may have had an illu-
What is Myrtles real name, any- Before could I'eply I heard the
I
way? replacing of the I'eceiver at the other
But my mother just repeated, end of the Avire.
Real name? and then came a half As I moved away from the instru-
hysterical cry: Oh! And she left ment my mother met me at the door
the room weeping, and I was not able with a nerAous, anxious expression on
again to get her to speak of Myrtle. her face.
I went about that day in a sort of Anything the matter? .
bad dream. I could only infer one Oh, no. I am AA-anted at the
thing from my mothers attitude; that mine.
Myrtle was a nameless Avaif. The It AAms Father ringing up. Was
revelation obsessed and haunted me. he all right?
I had inherited rigid ideas, but that Of course hes all right, Mother.
evening as I dressed, I muttered to I donned my greatcoat and AAent
myself, What of it? Myrtle is Myr- out. I was puzzled, nevertheless, for
tle anyway. the Cross Roads AA'ere some distance
From that time my affection for from the tOAA-n. It nlay have been the
her was more ardent than ever. dismal night that affected me, hut I
had not reached the gate before I
M
re-
y father was breaking up. He turned for my heaA'y stick. It oc-
aged \isibly in a few weeks, curred to me that my father would
and now spent most of his evenings propose another visit to the old mine-
alone in his office. His nerves seemed field, which lay not far beyond our
shattered, and I began to entertain appointed rendezvous. I walked
grave fears concerning the issue. briskly and was soon in the vicinity
had just finished tea one evening.
I
of our OAAUi mine, Avhich I had to pass.
It had been a depressing meal. My Then, happening to glance up I saw
that the light in my fathers office
mother and I had exchanged but
had not been switched off, and I con-
feAv words, in a detached way. I have
cluded that he had not yet started to
often Avondered since Avhether we may
meet me. I determined, therefore, to
each have had a sense of impending
make the slight detour that AA'Ould
disaster. I drew up a big chair for
probably save me from a long Avait
my mother before a belated October in the damp and cold.
fire. It was not onl}' a cold night, but When I reached the office I found
it Avas inclined to rain. My mother the door locked, and was about to
sat Avith some fancy work in her lap, hurry oft, supposing that my father
and I Avas standing for a moment on had left and that I might overtake
the hearth finishing a cigarette when him, but the thought hashed into my
the telephone bell rang at the instni- mind that it was a strange thing he
ment in my fathers study. My had not switched off the light. This
mother started as from a reveiy and made me go round to the window at
I strode across to the receiver. It the side and peer in. My father was
was a direct line to the office. sitting at his table, but in a posture
It was a brief conversation and ran that held me horror-stricken. His
left arm hung doAAUi at the side of the
thus:
chair. The other, with a clenched
That you, Jim?
fist, Avas stretched oA'er the table, and
Hello, Father. Yes. his head was drooping on his bi;east.
Meet me doAvu at the Cross Roads Mechanically, or, perhaps, in forlorn
at once. Better not say anything hope, I tapped on the pane, but the
about it. figure in the chair did not stir. Then
704 WEIRD TALES
my eye was arrested by something on The man disappeared in the dark-
the table just beyond his clenched ness, and within ten minutes Lane
right hand. It was in appearance arrived at the office. I merely mo-
but a glass beaker about a quarter tioned toward my fathers body. For
full of water, yet it sent a sort of a second or so I could not speak, but
clairvoyant chill through my already as Lane seemed about to approach the
frozen blood, and I determined to get silent form I managed to say, Bet-
into the room without raising the ter not touch anything. Lane.
alarm. . With but little difficulty I
opened the window, and passing
The man stood looking down at my
father, consternation written large on
quickly through closed it again on the
every feature. Then in a choking
inside and pulled down the blind.
voice he blurted out, Anything to
My father was dead, but merely do with the old mine, sir?
placing my hand for a moment over
his heart I turned again, my own
I am afraid so. Lane, I replied
solemnly. Then with a feeling of de-
pounding within me, with desperate
fiance I could not myself quite under-
resolve. A finger which I plunged
stand I added, It is the beginning of
into the beaker I placed immediately
the end of it.
upon my tongue, and myinstinctive
fear of a few moments before was Did the ghost come again, sir?
confirmed.* But for a later and more And his teeth chattered.
certain proof I took a test-tube from I do not know. Lane. I do not
a pigeonhole and obtained some of the think so, but we must wait and see
liquid from the beaker. Then cau- what Dr. Harris says.
tiously I opened the door and tossed Dalton, who had left the engine
the remaining contents of the vessel room before my messenger returned
away, and having rinsed it, half filled there to seek him, came in now almost
it from a tap outside the office, and immediately, and I told him how I
replaced it upon the table. I rang had discovered my father lifeless in
up Dr. Harris, whom I knew my his chair. Dalton was our electrical
father had visited occasionally both engineer. He
bent over the lifeless
in a professional and private capac- form, then came toward me, all sym-
ity. I told the doctor briefly what pathy.
had occurred, and he undertook to This is a terrible blow for you,
bring the sergeant of police with him. Mr. Geraldton, and will be for the
This saved me the necessity of com- whole mine, and indeed the town.
municating with the station myself. Your father was popular all round,
I then went to the door of the office
but he has been ill for some time.
and hailed a man who happened to be Several of us have noticed it. What-
passing on some errand. ever could it have been ? And again
the office I advanced a pace or two to east for a perceptible second upon the
meet them. beaker as he entered the room, nei-
Good evening, Doctor. Good eve- ther he nor Lane had given the
ning, Sergeant, I said in a voice as slightest token of suspicion, but Dal-
steady as I could command. tons face was a shade more serious,
have been mistaken. My nerves had my feet. The telephone bell had
certainly undergone a great strain, rang! was only a momentary vi-
It
but a thought was beginning to haunt bration, but unmistakable, and my
me. Could he have spoken after fathers office had been locked up
deatTi? And however irrelevant it since the day following the tragedy!
may appear, I kept reminding myself I could feel my heart beating vio-
that the study telephone was connect-
lently as I clutched my chair. Then
ed directly with the office. Perhaps
the bell rang long and loud. I dashed
vaguely I felt that it would be incom-
into the house and into the room, and
patible with the nature of a spirit to
seized the receiver almost at the mo-
call up Exchange . Firmly I refused
The old mine! I gasped. Why, The descent was not formidable,
how? What for? and I calculated that we had gone
The feud between your father down about fifty feet when we came
and me is at an end, and as the casus to a big drive. Wepassed along this
helli took place befoie yoix were born at a rapid pace. Only here and there
I bear you no malice, so we can begin did we have to pick our way around
square. Anyway, I want the services fallen rock. The light shone, too,
of a member of the family, and a upon a narrow beaten track along
man of nerve. the hard floor of this subterranean
Wliat do you know of my nerve? tunnel.
I put the question mechanically. We had been going hardly twenty
He laughed. It was a low, gur- minutes before we entered a rough-
gling, unpleasant laugh, but he an- liewn chamber. I took a swift glance
swered. There aie other reasons around. It was evidently a natural
why it should be you, but you will cavern, but the walls had been
need your nerve. trimmed considerably. I almost foi^ot
He went to the back wall of the my avuncular guide, who had paused
room and removed two of the vertical and was now slightly behind me. I
timbers with the greatest ease. If was just summing up the contents
there were one portion of the com- of the vault a couple of stretcher
partm,ent which would appear freer beds, a large counter or laboratory
from secret openings than another it table, an ancient pendulum clock near
would surely have been this, for the the
wall at my right when our
center of the wall wheie these tim- merged shadows, which fell gro-
bers had been placed curved slightly tesquely on the left wall a little in
inward as if under pressure from the front of me, suddenly leaped to the
earth behind it. Yet the removal re- wall and portion of the ceiling at the
vealed a dark passage of some kind far end of the cavern, and as sud-
down which for a foot or so the feeble denly ceased to exist, for in an instant
light of the lantern found its way. the light of the lantern had been put
Seizing the lantern mj^ uncle (the out and the whole place surrendered
voice precluded all doubt of his iden- to the dense black of underground.
tity) stepped through the aperture Then before I had time to collect my
and said, Better come; it will pay. senses a metallic ciash behind me re-
I followed, and he adroitly re- verberated throxrgh the chamber, and
placed the timbers. They were hard- I turned helplessly in the darkness.
ly more than bark for thickness and In the few seconds of ominous silence
weight. He then went ahead of me that ensued I began to entertain the
and almost immediately we were de- terrible suspicion that my eccentric
scending a series of rough wooden relative had trapped and deserted me,
steps of gradual slope. but presently I heaid stealthy move-
To some it might appear strange ments rvithin the room itself. Strain-
that I would venture in this manner ing every nerve to catch the slightest
into the bowels of the earth, so lest sound I stood as probably only few
I -should appear abnormally fool- could stand in such all but absolute
hardy, or abnormally courageous, I dark. Then without the slightest
should point out that I had been born warning and in a blinding flash the
and bred among mines, and as a boy whole cavern was flooded with light.
had often climbed down some old and For a pei'ceptible fraction of a min-
disused and oblique shaft such as this. ute my uncle stood on the farther side
I was really as much at home under- of the counter-table with his fingers
ground as upon the surface. upon a switch and his back toward
710 WEIKD TALES
me. The switch was one of a num- As a boy of ten I once went with
bei* on a board attached to the wall at my mother to visit a house in a town
my right as we entered. Rather some miles away. While my mother
nearer to me, though still at my right, and a prim woman were talking in a
was the clock I had already noted. reception room my eyes wandered
In a vague way I had heard the tick- around from picture to cabinet, from
ing of this old timepiece, but now that vase to window, as was natural
I was no longer intent upon other enough, but presently they kept re-
sounds that I conceived might mean turning to a photograph that rested
life or death in the darkness, I ob- on the mantelshelf. There seemed to
served for the first time how unusual- be something peculiar about it even
ly pronounced was this sound that so across the room. Something in the
unerringly registered the swinging of pose arrested my attention. At last
the pendulum. At the moment aston- walked over to the fire-
I deliberately
ishment seemed to eclipse for me placeand gazed into the eyes of the
every other emotion, and still the old photograph and was instantly precip-
man with his back toward me had his itated into a sort of paralysis similar
finger raised upon the switch he had to that which I had just experienced.
just operated. I am convinced that As a matter of fact I all but collapsed
he maintained this tableauesque pos- upon that former occasion, and reeled
ture merely to enable me to accustom across the room and was in such ob-
my eyes to the glare so that he might vious terror that my
mother led me
have the full advantage of the dra- out of the house, and for months and
matic effect of the next moment, for even years I had a dread of meeting
suddenly he turned round and faced the original of the photograph. Know-
me. ing all I do now I regard this terror
in a large measure as hereditary, nev-
T Tntil that moment I had been ertheless the face of the photograph
^ prone to smile at Horatios ap- was subtly hideous, especially the
The whites showed clean round
prehension, in Hamlet, that a form eyes.
could be so horrible it might deprive the irises, which through the extreme
of reason and draw into madness, dilation of the pupils were reduced
but I doubt if I-could go through such to ghastly rings of film. My mother
a moment again and recover my men- on the way home told me to forget all
tal balance. I say recover, for cer- about it, as it was the likeness of a
tainly during a period of intermi-
bad man.
nable seconds I was deprived of rea- And now after a decade I found
son by the very horror of the face myself confronted with this same dia-
that confronted me. About this face bolical personality a little more devil-
was something inexpressibly sinister. ish in the original than in the photo-
I venture to affirm that it would have graph that had so strangely affected
been sufficient to strike loathing, if me. After a period indefinite and
not terror, into anybody, but by the eternal as a nightmare, and forget-
association of ideas it plunged me ting that I had already been assured
into a kind of mental paralysis. I within myself concerning his identity,
had seen it somewhere before. I be- I mutter^ feebly and mechanically,
lieve I swooned. I am not sure, but My uncle!
after awhile memory began to oper- The gaunt enigma grinned sardon-
ate. With my eyes riveted upon the icallyand intoned, Your prophetic
unspeakable horror that stood motion- soul,your uncle.
less at the other side of the table, I It occurred to me that I was in the
remembered. hands of a possibly dangerous mad-
THE DERELICT MINE 711
man, and I was trying to wonder how ported to have gone down in the Ti-
I might propitiate him when he con- tanic. The rumor suited me excel-
tinued in a
calm, deliberate tone, lentlj'^, so naturally I did not trouble
You must consider yourself my to deny it. Now I am nearly through,
prisoner, or shall we say involuntary and you are to bury me as I direct.
guest? If you follow my instructions well,
"How long? I managed to de- veiy well, indeed. Here he raised a
mand. long, lean finger and spoke with the
For
the term of my natural
utmost impressiveness. "If you do
life, he replied iix the same facetious
not follow my instiuctions implicitly
vein in which he had acknowledged you will not leave this place alive, or
our relationship. dead either, for tlie matter of that.
He then came round and sat upon He then leaned forward suddenly
one of the stretchers, and with an ex- and peered at me intently, and ex-
pressive sweep of the hand indicated claimed, "Your virtuous father never
the other for my similar use. His mentioned me, I suppose? No? Yes?
attire was rather more neat than I We quarreled. A woman, of course.
might have been led to expect. He Gad, youre like your mother,
wore a well-fitting sack suit of some though About the face, that is.
!
spoke. Had I the mere sound of his I was staggered, and in a daze I
voice to guide me, I might easily have managed to get back to the other
imagined it to be my father. stretcher. I had spoken metaphor-
"Now to business. I am supposed ically, as it were, and here was a prac-
to be dead. Was duly, or unduly, re- tical admission of a specific crime.
712 WEIRD TALES
"You actually murdered my fath- glass. Then in the center of the small
er? I faltered imbecilely.
square end was a ring the only han-
The monstrosity seemed puzzled for dle. He removed the lid, and there
a momout and said with quite an in- Avithin this outer ease was screwed a
jured air, "Well, you need not rub coffin of regular shape. The head of
it in. Quite a natural sequence to the coffin from the shoulders fitted
our little quarrel, and he had diabetes exactly in the outer case, but from
anyway. Thats why he always kept the shoulders to the foot there was
a beaker of water at his elbow. But considerable space all round. It was
if you saw
clear that the whole thing was to be
lowered vertically, but where?
Then he gave a low gurgling laugh
and e j aculated,
Murdered
you As if in answer to the query that
was beginning to shape itself in my
mean worried! He-he, worry never
brain, my uncle strode to a door in
killed a Geialdton. Else, my Hamlet,
the wall opposite that at which we
you wiU certainly succumb before
entered. This he sAvung open, and he
you get through this job.
beckoned me to follow him doAvn a
I Avas more convinced than ever
short stope. At the door he touched
that I was dealing with a maniac, and
a switch and a light shone in what
gripped myself as well as I could for
appeared to be a small chamber some
whatever might follow.
yards away, but which upon our en-
The incongruously familiar voice tering proved to be an old shaft. At
wont on, "We
had better get the in- first I thought we were at the bottom,
structions over, the next heart turn but soon discovered that the floor was
is going to get me. composed of remarkably heaAy timber
He went over to the counter and and several plates of sheet iron. Near
opened a large trap-door and hauled the outer rim of the false floor was a
out a long, queer-looking box. Its hole rather more than a yard square,
nature was obvious, but it would be and just above it was a windlass. At
difficult to conceive a more extraor- the end of the rope coiled round the
dinary coffin. The ends were square, latter Avas a strong release hook.
but there was a considerable differ- My uncle gave a sweep of the hand
ence in the size ef these squares. In- toward what I had already conceived
deed. he stood the whole thing on end, to be an unshapely grave, and said
and it was perfectly stable. It was a briefly, The obAuous, and moAung
sort of elongated pyramid. It had a toward the stope he added, Now we
lid, the narrow end of which was of can turn in.
On a sounding stone,
With a blanched thigh-bone,
The bone of a saint, I fear.
Death strikes the hour
Of his wizard power.
And the specters haste to appear.
From their tombs they rise
'In sepulchral guise.
Obeying the summons dread.
And gathering round.
With obeisance profound.
They salute the King of the Dead.
T he
coupons at the end of The Eyrie are functioning well. They are
giving us a good working knowledge of the type of stories that you,
the readers, DONT like, as well as the type you DO
like; and they
will thus work to the mutual benefit of both Weird Tales and its readers.
The tale in the March issue that has been most praised and blamed,
cussed and discussed, is Lochinvar Lodge, by Clyde Burt Clason, the cover
design story for that issue. A furious battle has raged among the readers
regarding this story. It 1eeeived a great many votes, but there were also
a giCat many complaints; and as each complaint removes one vote, there is
little left for Lochinvar Lodge in the final scoring that determines the favorite
story of the readers in that issue.
Lochinvar Lodlge has a bad ending, and needs a sequel, writes one
reader. It is a wonderful story, but a rotten ending, writes H. G. Camp-
bell, of Port.smouth, Virginia. Lochinvar Lodge should never have been
published unless the sequel was already written and in the office safe, writes
C. M. Eddy, Jr., of Providence, Ehode Island. Seabury Quinn threatens to
send de Grandin down into that dark hole in Lochinvar Lodge to find out what
has become of the girl and the bearded dwarf unless Mr. Clason writes a se-
quel and solves the mystery himself. The story has no satisfactory ending or
praise outnumber the complaints. But so many are the coupons and letters
that protest against leaving the ending of the story hanging up in the air,
that we have sent back to their authors two other stories against which the
same complaint might be made, to have the endings clarified. The use of
the coupons at the end of The Eyrie has made your demand veiy emphatic
that the stoiy endings shall not be vague or indefinite. Every bit of advice
or criticism is always carefully studied. If only one or two readers object
to a story, the objection may be merely a personal dislike ; but if five or ten
persons write in to voice a complaint against a story, we feel sure that the
story has failed to make the mark with many hundreds who did not write in
and when forty or fifty persons vote against a story, a/nd all for the same
reason, then the readers have uncovered a fault in the story that will help
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the magazine to avoid the same defect in other stories in the future. Every
vote against LocMnvar Lodge was cast for the same reason: because the end-
ing left too much to the readers imagination.
The readers also picked out for condemnation Elwin J. Owens story,
Deadi in Three Hours. This is the kind of tale a three-year-old would call
kinda scary, writes Mildred R. Kaufmann, of Philadelphia. The hero
is cowardly, writes Grace L. McLoughlin, of Savona, New York. There
is no real motive for all the atrocities, writes Harold S. Famese,'of Los
Angeles; the story would be acceptable if one did not get the impression
that it is weird merely for the sake of weirdness.
We hope you will continue to make full use of the coupons at the end
of The Eyrie, not only to tell us what stories you like best, but also to let us
know what stories you dont like, if any. That will give a great deal of
help both to you, the Ieaders, and to us, the publishers, in making Weird
Tales more and more responsive to your liking. We think we know fairly
well what kind of stories you like (the constant increase in the sales of the
magazine shows that), but by your kindly help and criticism we want to
make the magazine better and better, tvithout a single weak sfoiry in any issue.
That is our goal.
Mabel L. Pomeroy, of Corona, New York, aslis for more of the marvelous
stories of Henry S. Whitehead. I can sit down now and visualize every one of
his stories in Weird Tales, she adds. Each one of them is altogether
different from all the others, and each is a wonderful story wliich completely
satisfies the reader. Several excellent tales by this author are in our hands
for early publication in Weird Tales, and one of his stories appeals in this
issue.
Powers The Jungle Monsters is a ripsnortin humdinger, writes Eli
Colter, from Portland, Oregon. Clever, well written, with the fine tang of
humor and the salt of tears. If I were compelled to choose the best story in
the March issue Id have to draw straws between Powers stors'^ and Wells
AH ream of Armageddon. But there isnt a poor story among the lists lately
everything stands up well worth reading.
Robert E. Howard, author of Wolfslhad, suggests the old Norse sagas as
a rich field for our series of reprints. The Saya of Grcttir the Ouflaxv, he
writes, while told in plain, almost homely language, reaches the peak of
horror. You will recall the terrific, night-long battle between the outlaw and
the vampire, who had himself been slain by the Powere of Darkness.
Some of the authors whose stories appear in Weird Tales, writes
John Pooley Wright, of St. Joseph, Missouri, are worthy successors to Edgar
Allan Poe, their stories surpassing Poes, at least in my humble opinion.
I was given a copy of Weird Tales tot read during a recent illness. I had
never realized the worth of the magazine before ; but now I have contracted
a new habit: reading Weird Tales.
Writes E. H. Obeiuniller, of Chicago: You are giving the young,
hitherto obscure mystery writers, a chance at Poes laurels, and the typical
Weird Tales story is like American syncopation afresh, virile, original, and
not bound by conventions. I just finished reading the March issue, and it is
the best in months.
Writes Harry R. Wallace, of Longvdew, Washington: Your talte are
so fine that when I get yoiu* magazine I can not stop reading until I have
scoured it from cover to cover. Bach month it seems better than the month
716 WEIRD TALES
before. Eli Colter, On the Dead Man^A Chest, is one of
I think the novel by
the best that I have ever read. It keeps the reader continually in suspense.
I can hardly wait until the next issue of Weird Tales arrives. Give us more
stories of other planets, such as those by J. Sehlossel and by the author of
When the, Green Star Waned.
I would like to see Weird Tales come out twice a month if you could
keep up your same high standard of good| stories, writes Will OBrien, of
Berkeley, California, in a letter to The Eyrie. I read a half dozen or
more weekly, semi-monthly and monthly magazines, but enjoy Weird Tales
most of all. I enjoy planet stories like I%e Waning of a World, ghost stories,
horror stories, pseudo-scientific stories such as Bed Ether, and werewolf
stories
in fact, all the stories you publish.
C. Mason, of Winnipeg, Canada, writes to The Eyrie: I found your
March edition of Weird Tales wholly fascinating. I enjoyed every tale from
cover to cover. Lochinvar Lodge had a very disheartening ending, but I
enjoyed every line of it. On the Dead Mans Chest is extremely appealing
and I look forward with pleasure to reading the last installment and hearing
more)
from Felix Underwood.
Hazel Roby, of Belen, New Mexico, writes to The Ej^ie: I am a con-
stant reader of Weird Tales and think it is the most thrilling, hair-raising
book I have ever read. Why cant it be put out twice a month? All my
friends read it and we are in a continuous uproar over deciding on the best
stories.
Your votes for favorite story in the March issue have given first place to
the weirdest story in the entire issue: The Music of Madm,ess, by William E.
Barrett. Your second and third choices have gone to A
Message From Space,
by J. Sehlossel, and Swamp Horror, by Will Smith and R. J. Robbins. What
is your favorite story in this issue?
(1)
( 1)
( 2)
(3)
Why?
(2 /
It will help us to know what kind of ' Readers name and address:
stories you want in Weird Tales if you I
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(Continued from page 608)
ray of purple. The ship, volplaning him eat and drink and laugh and talk
now, roared on over their heads. that thing was gone forever. Just
It was all over in a moment. That a touch of the purple and it had van-
sinister patch of purple had passed ished !
over the water between them. It had Ferris finally managed to tow the
touched no part of Ferriss body, but body to the shore. There, with the
it had gone directly over the head and help of the waiting Lefty, he pulled
shoulders of the Spider. There was the little man out to thg nariow
not a cr}% not even a murmur. The beach. Together they worked on the
Spider was gone body for two honre. Two hours of
In frantic haste Ferris swam about, fruitless effort. Inch by inch, they
calling the Spiders name as loudly went over his body, but not a mark
as he dared. The plane had reached could they find. There was no water
the castle and the last fitful roar of in his lungs. He was dead, but how?
its engines shut out any chance of dis- The purple light? It must be!
covery. But the Spider? Ferris swam They were men used to acting in
around once more, calling his name. strange emergencies, so they scraped
He dived. Nothing. He dived again, a shallow grave on the side of the
this time deeper. Down, down, down, Blennersee and buried there the thing
until his lungs seemed to split within that had been the Spider. When they
him. He could stay down no longer, had finished. Lefty told FeiTis that
so he shot to the surface, his chest he was through. Ferris could come
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There, floating still and white be- behind and play a lone hand for the
side him in the sable waters of the jewels. As for Lefty Fritz, hed had
Blennersee he found the Spider. But enough; he was through.
the thing that made the Spider what And so that night Lefty tramped
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on the his way. But Ferris, having made
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