The Land That Time Forgot

ent tells me that it will never be perused by other eyes than mine, and that even though it should, it would be too late to avail me. I am alone upon the summit of the great cliff overlookin

ar outward over the cliff-top into the Pacific. What current washes the shore of Caprona I know not; whither my bottle will be borne I cannot even guess; but I have done

refinery. We went up the coast some ten or twelve miles in the U-33, tying up to shore near the mouth of a small stream which emptied great volumes of crude oil into the sea-I find it difficult to c

its course toward the oil-well. Olson, Whitely, Wilson, Miss La Rue, and myself disembarked, while von Schoenvorts and his German crew returned to refine the oil. The next day Plesser and two other Germans came down overland for ammunition. Plesser said they had been attacked by wild men and had exhausted a great deal of ammunition. He also ask

of the frightful ages of the past. Once a saber-tooth screamed almost beneath us, and the girl shrank close against me. As I felt her body against mine, all the pent love of these three long months shattered the bonds of tim

me, Lys?

st my breast. "Tell me, Lys," I begged,

came the answer: "I love

ill always until death has claimed me. I may never see her again; she may not know how I love her-she may question, she may doubt; but al

owers. We learned to know one another better in those two brief hours than we had in all the months that had intervened since we had been thrown together. She t

the way of happiness, it terminated. We descended to the compound, and I walked with Lys to the door of

arose and followed by Nobs went down to the stream for a plunge. As was our custom, I went armed with both rifle and revolver; but I stripped and had my swim without further disturbance than the approach of a large hyena, a number of which occupied caves in the sand-stone cliffs north of the camp. These brutes are enormous and exceedingly ferocious. I imagine they correspond with the cave-hyena of prehistoric times. This fellow charged Nobs, whose Capronian experiences

e might be indisposed, I went to the door of her room and knocked. I received no response, though I finally pounded with all my strength; then I turned the knob and entered, only to find that she was not there. Her bed had been occupied, and her clothing lay where

e human-like footprint in the soft earth beside th

evidence before me, there came from the direction of the great lake an increasing sound that rose to the volume of a shriek. We all looked up as the noise approached apparently just above us, and a moment later there followed a terrifi

e did not pause until the harbor was in view, and still we could not see the lake because of the sandstone cliffs which intervened. We ran as fast as we could around the lower end of the harbor, scrambled up the cliffs and at l

aving us there to our fates. He had even shelled the fort as a parting compliment; nor could anyt

man could be so perfidious-that we had really seen with our own eyes the thing that we had seen; bu

at we knew of von Schoenvorts, we would not have been surprised at anything from him; but the footprints by

Whitely, and Wilson each wished to accompany me; but I told them that they were needed here, since with Bradley'