Adventure, August 3, 1919 — page 126: what you’re looking at

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Part Il BY GORDON “YOUNG Author of “Heathens,” “The Devil's Own,” ete. The first part of the story briefly retold in story form. % J URRICANE” WILLIAMS, clad in a pair of trousers cut off at the knee, his skin burned black as that of a savage by the sun of the Southern / Pacific, looked out from under heavy brows at the slender young man before him. “Gilbert Lang,” he said, “I am an outlaw—a nigger-lover. The most hated and despised white man in the South Sea Islands. Why do you want to come with me?” Silently Lang held out a hand which bore a heavy ring on which were carved Greek letters. Williams seized the hand and gazed at the ring keenly. Then he asked a question. “Man or woman?” “Roth—probably. I know they came to some one of these islands, and I was told that you went about on these islands more than any man. So I came to you.” Williams motioned to two handsome young savages, who came running, “They will get your traps ashore and bring them here,” he said to Lang. So Gilbert Lang’ came to be the only white follower of Hurricane Williams, Of black followers Williams had many. A swarm of Tongans and Samoans, men and women, boys and girls, followed Williams as he went about the South Seas, trading, fishing, wandering. He was known as a terror. He was far more intelligent than the traders who hated him. And he had nothing to do with white men until Gilbert Lang came to him, “Vengeance is mine,” was written in Greek on RT ee oy ee ILBERT Lang was suffused with a feeling of guiltandshame. He, on a quest of vengeance, had 5 stooped to dalliance, and with a savage! Memory of it would have been distressing enough without having to re- member that Williams had come upon them. Williams was an enigma, Much about ‘ 116 < a A Four-Part Story the ring that Lang wore, and the three words told what had brought him to the South Seas. It was revenge himself on the man and woman—brother and sister, supposedly—who had killed his brother. George and Alice Brown were their names, and Alice Brown had been his brother's wife. Lang had never seen either. He had sought them across the earth to the South Seas and joined fortunes hers Williams that he might seek them the “iter. Slowly he became accustomed to the strange life. The savages he found childlike in their happiness and love of play. The old men and wonten petted him; the young men became his comrades; the young girls coquetted with him; the children played with him. Then Williams took the whole party on board his ship, the Mery, and sailed to an island where he knew of oyster-beds. Williams half expected a fight at the oyster beds, Not with the natives, for he quickly made friends with Ghorki, chief of the Gopassa people, and with Baraka, the devil- devil man. But with Willerby, king of the South Seas, who also knew of the wealth of the place. As Lang sat_alone one day, Uala, most beautiful of the native girls, crept up to him, “T love you,” she said softly, Lang was lonesome and homesick. Uala was beautiful. He kissed her. : “Lang!” He heard an angry voice behind him, and he turned to see Williams glare at him a moment and then stride away. him was distasteful, yet his tense, dominant, personality in a certain way compelled admiration, and though Gilbert Lang tried to tell himself that he cared not one way or the other for Williams’ approval, yet he knew that it was not so. He did care. He wished that he might not have to face ¥ %. “ P P * | oa: “ae a ‘ “ 4 - ¢comicbooks.com _- 7 “ r