w dried-up stream. He needed rest and time to think. That day he had spent in following the trail of Johnny and the band of natives. Two hours before he

ed him. "He's almost finished," he grumbled to himself

But I guess it's safe enough for all that." He chuckled. He was t

rmed on his brow. "Wonder what they've done to him b

of the dried up stream. Did he see the print of a

"It is a footprint. And there's another, and yet anothe

overy. Johnny was no longer with the group of natives. That this was the same group of natives, he did not doubt. Two of these men had peculia

himself. "Question is, what

since he had come in search of his friend Johnny Thompson, and since he no longer

d some trace of Johnny. At any rate it will lead

f him? He hoped not. Yet one never could tell. He had been gone since early morning. It had been agreed that he should take up the

the native trail, he began maki

the trail left the bed of the stream to go

stened on, a breeze sweeping in from the sea fanned his cheek. It fan

. Turning sharply to the right, he took a doz

he fancied himself Robinson Crusoe. On the sands of

of them, descended from cannibals and are not too

recently completed feast. Bones and scraps of half roasted flesh we

e world went dark. The boy found him

. "It-it's no use being foolish.

ch a kick as sent sparks flying an

m leaves to hurl them on the glowing coals. In a m

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anxiety. He was for plunging at once into the jungle in search of his lost companions. To this plan Pompee would not agree. "We are but an old man and a boy," he argued

a warning. He would much rather have left the place and gone back to his cabin. But loyalty to his young master fo

own the trail was a godsend. He sprang down that trail expecting anything and everything. What he found was a very droll lo

in America that they had become truly American. Dorn liked Doris; in fact everyone liked her. She had a round, smiling face and laughing

n Europe on business, but she had entered so thoroughly into the life of th

n they brought the supplies. It happened that when the day came for leading the drowsy Midas up the mountain with his loaded hampers Dot was much needed in her father's office. So Doris and a native girl, Nieta, had come in her s

nd here as well was the marvelous, mysterious Citadel which must be shown to the girl