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And as the smith whirled to recover, a terrible left-hander runt the e atavism, which he never afterward could understand, Allan counted, in the Folk's tongue: "Hathi, ko, zem, baku" and so up to "laroaned and sought to catch the breath that would not come

"I have won!" cried Allan in a loud voice "Here, you people, take this greun, this child, away! And let there be no further idle talk of a dead law--for surely, in your custom, a law dies when its champion is beaten! Come, quick, aith him!"

Two stout men came forward, bowed to Allan with hands clasped upon their breasts in signal of fresh allegiance, and without cereed hih he had only been a net heavily laden with fish

The crowd opened in awed silence to let the oddly awry, even as the obeah's had hung, in Madison Forest

"Jove, what a wallop thatfor the first ti "Old Monahan hiyo--and it still works One question settled, hty quick; and H'yemba won't have much to say for a feeeks at least Not till his jawbone knits again, anyhow!"

Upon his ared counselor

"Surely, O master, he shall not live, now you have conquered hi pit awaits It is our custom--if you will!"

Allan only shook his head

"All custoe, these times," he answered "I aood skill with metals He shall live, but never shall he speak before the Folk again I have said it!"

To the waiting throng he turned again

"Ye have witnessed!" he cried, in a loud voice "Now, have fear of me, your master! Once in the Battle of the Walls ye beheld death raining from my fire-bow Once ye watched reat Ka him far into the pit that boils And now, for the third tih the , and he understood

"I a at them once more "Declare it, all! Repeat!"

The thousand-throated chorus: "Thou art the law!" booainst the towering cliff, and echoed thunderlike across the hot, black sea