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We slept, breathing the strong, sweet perfume of the spruce trees and dreamed that we two were wandering alone through the forest opening the treasure boxes of the Wild. We were awakened before daylight by Wu's long drawn call to the hunters, "L-a-o-u H-o, L-a-o-u H-o, L-a-o-u H-o."

In the hour of battle the God of ancient China was as much a participator in the fight as the God of Israel in the Old Testament: God is on your side! was the cry which stimulated King Wu to break down the opposing ranks of Shang. To King Wu's father, and others, direct communications had previously been made from heaven, with a view to the regeneration of the empire:

Back in Wu's sumptuous apartment, later, Wu and his slave, Long Sin, after their hurried ride, dismissed all the servants and placed the little box on the table. Wu rose and locked the door. Then, together, they took a sharp instrument and tried to pry off the lid of the box. The lid flew off. They gazed in eagerly. Inside was a smaller box, which Wu seized eagerly and opened.

As the boat came up to a strip of sandy beach among the rocks, the sailors held it while their two passengers jumped out. Then they rowed away as quickly as they had come. The two mysterious strangers saluted Wu. "We are under orders from the Intelligence Office," introduced one who seemed to be the leader, "to get this American, Kennedy." A subtle smile overspread Wu's face.

Beat as he would, the animal only backed in a circle, ours followed, and in a few moments we were packed together so tightly that it was impossible even to dismount. There we sat, helpless, to the huge delight of the villagers until rescued by a mafu. As soon as he led Wu's horse forward the others proceeded as quietly as lambs.

The warm shadows of a California summer night were settling down over the wooded hills and rocky gulches about Fong Wu's, and there was little but his music to break the silence. Long since, the chickens had sleepily sought perches in the hen yard, with its high wall of rooty stumps and shakes, and on the branches of the Digger pine that towered beside it.

Then he hummed the lines of a song to himself: "Who once has seen the sea close by, All rivers shallow streams declares; Who o'er Wu's hill the clouds watched fly, Says nothing with that view compares." The youth smiled. "My little sister Giauna is still very young," said he. "Besides, she is my father's only daughter, and he would not like to see her marry some one from afar.

Shang-fu was one of Wu's principal leaders and counsellors, his 'Grand-Master Shang-fu' in the next stanza. As a gourd grows and extends, with a vast development of its tendrils and leaves, so had the House of Kau increased. These were two rivers in the territory of Pin, which name still remains in the small department of Pin Kau, in Shen-hsi.

Old Jeff Stoups, who had been a retainer since the days of old Matt, quit. 'A woman boss is bad enough, but a hellion is wu's, was Jeff's statement. "I have never seen Maizie in all these years. She is rarely away from the Bar-O. Her public appearances are limited to a few rare visits to the stores and a few days spent in court. Mr.

He sank to the floor again. "I can give you nothing," said Fong Wu bluntly. "I do not keep what you want." With a curse, Barrett was up again. "Oh, you don't," he screamed, leering frenziedly. "You yellow devil! You almond-eyed pigtail! But I know you do! And I must have it. Quick! quick!" He hung, clutching, on the edge of Fong Wu's wide ironing-table, an ashen wreck. Fong Wu shook his head.