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SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS INSTALMENTS.
Sanford Marvin, - wealthy manufao- whlla her Hps whisper a strange message
turer of automobllas, has worn himself out from the remote past,
by overwork. His son, Harry, and his Restored to consciousness by Harry and
adopted daughter, Pauline, love each other, Pauline, the old man believes It to be a
but shs wants two years of thrilling ex- dream until later he flnda the Identical
perleneea seeing life before marrying. Her bracelet on the mummy's skeleton wrist.
Mason la that ehe Is ambitious to be a He promisee Pauline one year to see life
writer. Old Mr. Marvin asks to see what and placea her in the guardianship of
she has written. While Pauline and Harry Owen. A final heart attack glvea him Just
are In search of a magazine containing her time to write on the doctor's prescription
story, Mr. Marvin opena the oass of a blank a' brief will. Then he dies. A law
mummy which has Just srrlved from Egypt, yer tells Owsn that he would have per
Raymond Owen, his rascally privets see- manent charge of Pauline's estate If some
rotary, helps lift off ths front of the case, thing should happen to her before mar
but leavee the old man to remove ths rlage.- Hloks a racetrack man, and Owen
mummy'e bandagee alone. Mr. Marvin, conspire to kill Pauline. Ths preceding
during a fainting spell, eees ths half sx- chapters have dsslt with ths many efforts
nosed mummy corns to life, step out of her of ths two to accomplish this. Ths follow
eass, aks a bracelet from her wrist and Ing ohapter bsgins Pauline's newest ad
try to fores It Into his nervelees grasp venture.
Written by Charles Goddard
the Distinguished Playwright
Continued from Last Sunday.
CHAPTER XVTL
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nM. 1014. bv the Star Company.
All Foreign Rights Reserved.
r HAT'S right; praise her; pet her;
make ber think she's great, so
she'll do It all over again."
Harry turned away wrathfully from the
fsyous greetings of Lucille Hamlin and
Pauline. It was ths morning after ths re
turn of Pauline and Harry from the "West,
tactile -was their earliest visitor and shs
had brought along her brother, Chaunesy, a
father effeminate young fellow who found
himself nonplussed by Harry's sarcasm.
"But I say, you know, It was wonderful
of Miss Pauline." he protested, "getting
away from those deuced redskins like that
Quite agree with my sister must Insist I
do
-Don't mind Harry, Mr. Hamlin," called
Pauline, released from her chum's embrace.
"He Is cross because he missed a directors'
meeting by going to Montana after me."
-Harry is quite right." said Lucille. "I
ought to snub you entirely. It Is disgrace
ful. It's wicked to be as brave as you are,
ftoHy "
"Oh, I say, Lucy," pleaded ber brother.
FTou'll have Miss Paulme all upset-"
"She likes It," snapped Harry- "She s
been upset out of everything from a balloon
to a house afire, and now she's looking for
new capstsable craft. . .
"Polly! You WOULDN'T try It again!
Tou don't want any more thrills after thtar
Lucille'a astonishment was sincere.
Pauline cast a serpentine glance at Harry.
"Am I to live quietly at home with a crea
ture like him?" she Inquired.
"Why don't you have me beheaded, O
Great White Queent"
"The braves are reserved for torture.
Where are you people going so bright and
early?" ehe added turning to Chaunoey.
"Going to take you for a little morning
pin. Car's perfectly safe."
"Yes, do come along, Polly," urged Lu
ellle. "What! In a SAFE cart Never!" ex
claimed Harry. "It Isn't done, you know
In this family. Now, If you had a hot rest
less young comet hitched at the door,
Chauncey"
"Oh. I say."
"How dear of you I I'll be ready In halt
a minute," cried Pauline, fluttering out of
the drawing room.
"I suppose we arent permitted even to
Invtte a tired business man like you," said
IVucille.
"Thank you but I'm honestly way behind,
took hers, Lucille; I had a talk with you
once before about Polly. There wasn't Urns
for yon to help then, but I'm going to ask
you again. She's after new adventures,
Locllle," he said very gravely. "There's no
use trying to prevent her entirely, but cant
you suggest something harmless that will
keep her busy until the end of the year?"
Lucille smiled up at him confidently.
"Do yon know I really believe I can?" shs
declared. "Why couldn't"
She stopped obedient to bis gesture. Both
thought Polly was returning, but it was the
tall, limp figure and gray mask-like face of
Owen that appeared In the doorway.
"Ah, how do yon do, Miss Hamlin and
Mr. Hamlin. Tou have come to Join In wel
coming our hero and heroine home? Are yon
not proud of themT" asked the secretary.
"Yes but Harry is trying to teach us to
he ashamed of them," said Lucille, with
drawing quickly the tips of her gloved
fingers from Owen's grasp.
As he shook hands with Chauncey, Paulme
Came tripping back ready for the ride.
"Now then." she flashed. "It Harry is all
through telling you to tell me to be good"
"He was doing nothing of the kind," de
clared Lucille.
"Oh, you were eavesdropping, yon know,"
exclaimed Chauncey.
He subsided under the laughter. Owen
left the room, but lingered unseen at the
door.
"I Just told Harry I knew what Pd do If
I were you, Polly. I'd be a moving picture
actress."
"Oh, but did you, though " demanded
Chauncey. "I didn't"
Lucille crushed htm with a glance. "My
eear brother, that truthfulness of yours will
get you Into soms terrible predicament one
wf these days."
"But"
"Well, what do you think of it?" she asked.
ignoring him.
"I think It would be Just splendid." cried
Pauline.- "They do all aorta of gorgeous
things, don't they. I think It would be per
fectly luscious. Lucy, you're a dear."
"Wouldn't that meet your idea ot safe
and sane adventurer asked Lucille, turn
ing to Harry- "She would always be pro
tected, you know."
"Until shs found a way not to be. 1
can't say I think much ot ths scheme. I'm
not sure I want my aister to be an actress "
"Oh. It's all right, I assure you. I know
several young women ot the stage, awfully
respectable, clevah as yon or I, too,"
Chauncey rushed in.
"Never mind what, Harry thinks," said
Caaiine. "Ill ask Owen.
As It la answer to her thought, the Secre
tary appeared again in the doorway.
"I may be a moving picture actress it I
want to, may I not?? she asked.
Owen hesitated. "If yon aak my con
sent. Miss Marvin, of course, I shall say
yes; but my advice would be quite to the
contrary. I do not think yon would find
the position as amusing as yon Imagine."
"Well, that settles it for me," declared
Harry. "Your Judgment always bad,
Owen. It you are against auUne acting.
I am for It Go ahead, Polly, and see what
yon can do."
Owen Joined In the general laugh. But
as the others departed tittering and left
him alone, the smile flashed from his face.
He crept back to the library, angry and
disappointed.
On a great poster dlsplsysd at the
entrance to the moving picture studio of
Pathe Freres waa this wide lettered In
scription; PARADISE L08T.
Wanted Twenty men to take parts of
Devils and twenty women to take parts
of Angels. GASNIER,
Director.
"It doesn't look very promising for you,
Polly," said Harry as they, with Lucille.
Chauncey and Owen arrived at the studio
the morning after the decision to make an
actress of Pauline.
"But plenty of places for you, dear
brother," she retorted. Besides, I don't
care to be merely an angel one of twenty
angels. I shall be a star, or nothing."
"This expedition is at an end," Harry
announced to the others. "She wants to
start as a star. I am afraid that no one Is
at home." -
"There must be," said Pauline, Innocently.
"See all these people waiting to go in."
There was loitering around the poster a
quaint hybrid group ot broken down actors
and actresses and stage stricken young
fellows and girls, looking tor their first
chance before the camera. Among the
former class was a small and furtive man
whose watery blue eyes seemed to seek a
hiding place behind a drooping forelock of
yellow hair and whose face carried the
dissolute furrows that mark a man grown
old at twenty-five.
He evidently had studied the poster with
disgust and was about to depart spurning
a position beneath his Imagined dignity,
when he came face to face with Pauline.
His stare of admiration was not deliber
ately rude. Little Woodby Booth, who had
set out to be a Shakespearian artist and bad
wound up at moving picture piece-work, still
retained In his Jaded mind some suscepti
bility to inspiration. The loveliness of
Pauline took his breath away, and he gased
at her for a moment almost Innocently.
But what good there waa left in Woodby
Booth waa so little that he was compelled,
seemingly, to conserve it He never per
mitted much of it to crop out at a time.
Prom an uplifting vision, Pauline quickly
became a possible victim to his piratical
mind- He followed the party Into the studio.
Mr. Gasnier, the director, looked a little
weary of Interviewing the Immortals looked
as though devils and angela had come to ap
pear very much alike to him. But he sur
veyed his latest batch of applicants with
more than usual contempt He challenged
Paullns before she had a chanoe to speak.
...
This la from the Motion Picture Film of
Pauline Dreams of a If ew Adreatora
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This la from the Motion Pictnre Film of "Pauline" by the
Paulina Signs the Gontr&ctg to Become
"You wish to go on the motion picture
stage, do you not?"' he Inquired. "I want
to say to you and your friends before we
go any further that the motion picture
stase is not a plaything for the rich, it is
business and work. Are yon looking for
amusement or for work. Miss Marvin?"
"I assure you I have the most serious
purpose In asking for a position," replied
Pauline. Then, Inspired by a choking
sound from the direction ot Harry's chair,
she added: "If my brother has been speak
ing to you about me, you have been thor
oughly misinformed, Mr. Gasnier."
"And you wish, of course, a place of some
Importance a leading role In one of the
six-reel specials?"
Pauline fathomed his sarcasm. "I expect
to begin in small parts as an angel, for
Instance," she suggested pleasantly.
"That sounds better. You are engaged as
an angel. If you will please sign this con
tract I shall be obliged. We are taking the
Paradise Lost company to Devil's Island at
great expense and we do not care to risk
missing any of them at the last minute.
And the others? Have we any more can
didates?" he added, turning to the waiting
group.
For answer Woodby Booth and Owen
stood up and approached the dlrectoi
Woodby with all the pomp ot hlstrlonlo
pride; Owen a bit sheepishly. He left the
conversation to the actor, with whom he
simca up an acqiuunuuicv ana ta wuum
he aaw vague possibilities.
"I would consent to take one ot the posi
tions. Inasmuch as my health demands a sea
Journey. My friend, Mr. Owen, Is compelled,
by 'his sense of duty, to accompany his
ward, Miss Marvin," proclaimed Woodby.
Gasnier laughed. "Mr. Owen can play a
condemned soul and yon look like the
Devil," said he.
Woodby bristled for a haughty reply, but
a glance at Pauline, who had Just finished
the signing ot her contract stopped him. He
picked up a pen and signed with a flourish.
Owen followed.
"Our steamer sails at noon Thursday ot
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"Pauline" by the Famous Pathe Players.
While Her Lover and villain Look On.
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a Moving Picture Actress While the Villianous Owen Oloata Over the Idea of the
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next week. I will aend yon the particulars.
Good-day," said Mr. Oasnier.
Other would-be devils and prospective
angela were scanning the poster as the
Marvin party emerged from the studio.
Booth clung leech-like to Owen until the
thud of the closing motor door shut him out
Then he went back, with a new ardor, to his
stately business of loitering around the
studio door, while Harry Marvin and
Lucille, ensconced In secret confab in the
recesses of the great limousine, whispered
mutual congratulations on the progress of
the plot to keep Polly from peril.
"She'll be as safe as a baby In Brooklyn,"
chuckled Harry. "She'll have about as many
adventures as a fish In the Aquarium."
"Yes." said Lucille. "I think the lioness
will be tamed. But I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what?"
"That Owen is going along. Sometimes,
Harry. I think that Owen encourages her to
go Into these adventures. At least he
doesn't oppose them very much."
Owen had roamed down to the back of the
pier to say his farewelL Only one old friend
was there to see him off, and that one pre-
ferred to enact the parting behind a pile of
crated machinery and to disappear without
going near the steamer. It was Hicks.
AftA 4hv hurl .liaVon lianHt O won
joined Pauline and escorted her up the gang-
nlank. . Woodby Booth followed. The clank
was drawn up and the virile little ship put
out ol port wltnout Denellt ol tugs. Marry
drove back to his office with a sense of re
lief and security that he had never known
before when Pauline waa absent
He plunged Into his work, and the third
day had passed before he remembered sud
denly that he had promised to pay a flying
visit to DevU's Island.
He waa reminded of It by a telephone call
from Chauncey Hamlin, who had also agreed
to go. It was Saturday noon, and they had
arranged to start at 2 o'clock.
Harry managed somehow to get a few
things packed and catch the Key Weat tram,
on which he found Chauncey comfortably
established.
"I don't know what we can do in the way
of getting a boat down there, but It ought
to be easy," said Harry.
"Oh, dear, yes; it's the country where
boats grow on the trees," drawled Chauncey.
But bis confidence was somewhat im
paired an hour after they arrived at Key
West
"We're a day late now," Harry said. "I
know youll perish if you are not allowed to
bathe aad dress for dinner, old boy, but it
can't be done. We must get to the Island
this morning."
Chauncey accepted the edict with the best
grace he could muster, and leaping Into a
cab at the station they sped for the piers.
A seasoned tub captain smoking beside
his docked vessel looked np in amused sur
prise at the call of Harry.
"Charter your ship, skipper?"
"We, al, H hes been done," said ths cap
tain. "Where did yuh wish to stop at Ca
racas or Buenos Ayres?"
Harry laughed. "Is that your route?"
"Wa al." said the captain. "I might say it
is. Soms goes to Caracas, some to. Buenos
Ayres; some Just gets off along shore some
where a. Ifs aceordla to how much they've
stole." Ha eyed the suit cases with inter
est The young man hurst into a roar.
"We've only stolen enough to take us to
Devil's Island. Can you do that right off
the reel now?"
The skipper's limp form suddenly stif
fened and his languid eye became keen. His
voice was low but piercing as he demanded:
"DevU's Island? Devil's Island to-day r
"Yes," said Harry glibly. "We have to
meet some friends there. Get us there be
fore dark and we'll be satisfied. How
much"
He waa taking out hia wallet but the
Upper stopped nim with both , hands sny
Arrcncenent wid foe EclecCc Hia Cczrpcny
Famous Pathe Players.
raised and shaking head.
"Not for all the money between hero an'
Halifax." he said In an excited whlsoer.
.friends o' yours hey 7" And he swung
twtv tn hf tnr with n nuwH tViat woa mju
famishing for one of his barrel-like mold.
Chauncey and Harry stared at each other
In amasement ,
"Extrawdlnary erratic, I aay," gasped
Chauncey.
': "At least that," said Harry. Td give a
good deal Just to know what's on that fel
low's mind. But come on. Let's see It
they're all like that"
They were not all like that In fact, H
waa strikingly peculiar how very different
was the attitude of the second man of ths
sea whom they approached.
If Harry had seen this amiable person a
few minutes before standing on the same
pier in earnest conversation witn a aapper
gentleman from New York, he might have
extended still further his search for a pilot
11 ho nad known that the dapper gentleman
a0- Pala lne PPer a nanasome retaining
leo- lo pi narry wuum noi nave iwu
nim anything. For he would have recog-
nlzed the dapper gentleman as Hicks,
Whatever bad been the purport of the
(nlarvfpw whatnv.r th A rMRnn tar Iff.
Hlcka's presence so far from his native
West Side ot New York, he left the skinner
aonarently in a friendly and open frame of
mind toward new comers.
"Devil's Island yes, sir. Steam's np now.
sir. Price? Well, I tell you I'll take you
over for $10 apiece."
"That sounds reasonable," said Harry. "If
you get us there by 4 o'clock this afternoon
ni double It."
They followed the dingy skipper on board
the dingy boat and within fifteen minutes
were pushing out at good speed toward
the misty fields of many islands to the
southwest
The sea was smooth and the two young
men, seated under an oily awning on the
scanty deck, mingled conversation with an
occasional cooling drink, the main Ingredi
ents of which were supplied from Chaun
coy's suit case.
It was about S o'clock In the afternoon
when the skipper, shambling up the deck,
pointed out a low, rocky Island that they
were approaching. Beyond the rocks that
rimmed the shore the Island was wooded
and seemingly deserted.
"There that's your Island, gentlemen,"
he said.
"Ours aad the Devil's good," said Harry.
"You've made splendid time, captain."
"But I aay." questioned Chauncey, "where
are the er Inhabitants, don't you know?"
The, skipper laughed. "The hotels an'
houses is over on the other side. The beach
la clean there an' the breese is cooler. Ill
show yon the way all right sir."
The tug came to a stop and Chaunesy
and Harry and ths skipper got into the
trailing dory. The skipper rowed toward
the island.
"Easy enough to see why they named It,'
remarked Chauncey. as the gray rocks
lMtsieJl si as i as M1UTja4- tmnrhAlaaAina vtlatmaa
loomed nearer.
Ammminm Wm3
lost depressing. Wouldn't
it seems to me most
live hero for worlds.'
"Great place on the other side of it" de
clared the skipper. "Yes, sir. them movie
picture people baa made It a great place. I
suspect It's soms o' them yon would be vis
ion'." "Yes," said Harry. "Here we are," he
added, springing up with the painter ia his
hand as the boat grated on the shore.
The skipper placed his oars across the
wats and dragged the boat np the beach.
Then he led the way into the woods.
The path was narrow and seemingly it had
been little used of late, for brambles over
grew It in placea, and would have oblit
erated It to the inexpenencea eye.
"There's a clean road over yonder." ex-
nlained the snide, "bnt this is the snortaat
an' the shadiest, an' I know you gentl
is In a rush. Say, though"
He stopped abruptly and pat a dirty thumb
to his lips In an attitude ot thought T won
derdid (pull that boat up tar enough?" ho
said.
"Yon pulled It clear oat ot the water,"
aald Harry.
"That'a just what I thought Just what 1
was steered of. I f ergot about the tide, and
should have pulled It three lengths up.
Boys," he added with a sudden familiarity.
"I'll have to ask you to wait for me while I
make that boat safe. I wont be but a eon
pie o' minutes. Stay here."
"Stupid ass." ejaculated Chauncey as ho
struck a match on his cigarette case and oat
down on a fallen log. "Why didn't we bay
"the silly boat?"
"Never thought of It stupid ass myself."
said Harry. . . .
It was hot in the woods, and their lmpeV
tleoce Increased every minute.
"He certainly ought to be here now; Pm
going to too what's the matter with him,'
said Harry. .
"Not without me; I dont fancy this happy
Island, and I don't mind saying ao." de
clared Chauncey. Joining him.
" Halt an hour later they stopped In a little
clearing a clearing which they had not
paased through on their, trip from ths sea.
"Well." said Harry, "yon see."
"I see. We are lost; we are babes ta the
wood only the babes were tacky not to he
carrying suit cases. Mine stays here."
He dropped his baggage and kicked It
vindictively. Harry dropped his beside It
end they plunged again Into the forest.
The woods opened suddsnly before thorn
and the green glint of the sea struck eheer
lngly on their eyes. Down on the rocky
beach they sbadsd thslr eyes with their
hands and scanned the horlson. A black
streamer of smoke far distant marked a
rapidly receding vessel. Bnt thsy could Bet
make out whether It was a tug or a steamer.
They could not sse that on the deck ot It
stood a dingy skipper with a levelled glasa,
grinning as hs gased at them.
A deck band approached the skipper.
"Are they r" He drew his foreflngor
across nis taroai signinoanuy. his tons
WM o ot Put onriosity nothing more.
"No not .them," chuckled the skipper.
"That wasn't part o' this hero Job. This
waa a mean feller that hired me. Ho didn't
want ao qniek merciful kiuin'. He wanted
11 done like that there."
. And he handed the glase to the deck-
Chauncey had flopped dejectedly oa a
rock.
"Now what? Do yon believe that brute
Tan away and left us?"-
"Pretty near know it" said Harry, calling
from the water's edge. "Hia boat would
have been all right for hours. The tide la
going out"
"And which way are we going?"
"In," said Harry, starting back to the
woods. "We've got to find water first, aad
then we've got to work."
- "But I say, it's easier to knock across the
old island aad find the settlements. It yon
want a drink, there's still a drop In the bot
tle. He reached hospitably toward his hip
pocket to which he had transferred the
whiskey from the suit case.
"No, and don't yon drink any ot It either,'
commanded Harry. "You'll nrobablr bo
thirsty enough without burning yourself np
witn that"
"But I can stand a lltlte thirst I'm not
such a mollycoddle as yon think I am. Let a
start for the other aids."
"Chauncey, we stay here, or near hero
It's our only chance. Ia the first place, if wo
start for the other side we'll only get lost
again. In ths second place, there Isn't aay
other side that has people on It This Is the
wrong island. There isn't anybody oa K.
We've been set off here to starve and thirst
to death. We can stand the starving a few
days, bnt not the thirsting. We've get to
find water."
Chauncey Hamlin's weak face turned blank
with astonishment For an instant Harry ,
thought he was going to show the white
feather. But he merely got slowly to his
feet stretched a delloate Oat toward the eea
and uttered one long drawn, venomous, fear
fully sincere cuss word.
"I agree with you," said Harry fervently.
"Now you stay here and answer whenever
I oall. I'm going to look tor water.- ril
anchor by your voice. So don't move, no
matter if you don't hear me for a while." ,
For an hour Harry moved through the
entangled undergrowth In a widening circle,
they hallooed to one another, until suddenly
the hail from ths forest was pitched la a
high key of triumph.
"I've got it." yelled Harry.
He came back to the beach slowly, pane
ing every few yards to break twigs and
mark the trail to the. little spring he had
found. - ...
There was an old cask among the strange
variety of driftwood that lined the beach'
and this they carried into the forest aad
filled at the spring.
"Now to get to work," aald Harry.
Chauncey looked at him perplexed. The
word was not in his vocabulary at the best,
and how it could apply to a deserted Island
without anything to work with was past the
fathoming of bis Imagination.
"Work?" hs repeated.
"Yea There's enough driftwood to make
mm, aort nf & rmtt mnA ) -i.
Remember, yon pick out only sound boards
a . . . wuai gp
.. VZ 10 nrP IOP " Or Wire.
if we have to, we can use vines, but wire
will save half the work. Yon go np on the
beach and ril go down. Here's the signal
dag."
He thrust a small stick into the ground
and tied his handkerchief to the top ot It
"But Isn't it rather late?" inquired
Chauncey. "Really, I'm a bit played wot
after all this tramping and getting so. wot
out with uiat rascally skipper. Couldn't we
yut. ii uver ucui morning
"Well work while we've got the strength
in us, Chaunesy. Ifs enter k. . rl-
againsi ume. ir tnsre's a vwt -
can work all night" -r "
For the first Ume Chauncey seemed to
uraorMua wvu uieir position waa. wtth
oat a word ha rose aad set off n td.
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CTo Be Continued Neat Sundav.l