Argosy All-Story Weekly, April 16, 1921 — page 10: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WE Eh by G, J.U. Giesy Author of Mimi,” “Palos of the Bog Star Pack,” ete. (Sequel to ‘The Mouthpiece of Zitu’’) 'HOSE who read “ Palos of the Dog Star Pack” (Axt-Story, July 13 to August 10, 1918) and ‘The Mouthpiece of Zitu” (July 5 to August 2, 1919) will remember that Dr. Jason Croft, having, during his psychic investigations, gained complete control over his astral form, lands while wandering among the planets of outer space upon Palos, one of the spheres of the universe which includes the Dog Star. There he sees and falls in love with Naia, Princess of Tamarizia and, seizing upon the body of a Palosian about to die, he enters into it and in this form, with his advanced knowledge soon makes himself a power on the planet. Several times he returns to his own body on earth; but finally, having won the love of Naia, married her and made himself practical dictator of the planet, he allows his earth body to die and goes to Palos for good. This is the status of things when in the present story, he again gets into communication with his friend (the narrator) Dr. Murray. Of the present story we will only say: “ You know that the first one was good and the second better; the third is undoubtedly the best of the trilogy.” CHAPTER I. NO. 27. And yet as I mounted the stairs to the room where his body now lay as a worn-out husk I had none of the feeling which so customarily assails the average mortal in such an hour. To me it was not as though he had died. To my mind in those mo- T was midnight when the night superin- | tendent called and told me No. 27 had died. I rose. The thing was no. sur- prise. I had known it was going to happen. No. 27 had told me so himself. None the less, I went to his room. Routine in the Mental Hospital had nothing to do with that strange secret held in common between myself and the man—that strange state of affairs which had enabled him to predicate his death. 1A ments it was no more than the casting aside by the activating spirit of that instrument which for its own ends it had used. The body then was a husk indeed—an ema- ciated, worn-out thing which, because of our mutual secret, I knew had been kept alive by the sheer force of the spiritual ten- ant, now removed. Go DOOK (C@