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Title: The acme magazine
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Acme Publishing Company (Trenton, N.J.)
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Publisher: Trenton, N.J. : The Acme Publishing Co.
Contributing Library: New Jersey State Library
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e and crouchedfor a final spring. The jungle grass was very high, andno one dared penetrate as far as she in-to its depth. Step by step she hadplanned it all. The confident youngBriton followed the little flying figurethrough the banyans stately portal, in MARGARET STABLER. 53 and out of the clustering undergrowth, through a wild riot of tangled vines and grasses, heedless of the trackless waste behind him. and all unconscious of the fate awaiting him. The chase was long and merry; till, at at last, laughing and breathless, the wily Hindoo sank down beneath the green masses of a pipol tree. Her smiling lips were redder than the glowing blossoms overhead, redder than human lips are ever tinted. But the Briton did not know the brilliant little haml berry; and, if the dye was deadly, how could he tell ? The swingingvine-wreaths sway-ed above him; thesilken locks wavedabout him; theburning eyes bentover him, as, withher scarlet lips shekissed him, andagain and again shekissed him, sending
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the malignant haml poison through ev-ery bursting vein that even the fast-fail-ing stupor could not soothe. The sway-ing wreaths grew dim; the smilin • faceabove him became the face of a mockingfiend, till it, too, be-gan to sway, and,finally, grew dim.Then, as the Hin-doo saw the pinkand white cheeksgrow purple, theeyes roll up andcease to know her,she bent low overhim, took his headinto her arms andcaught the last ex-piring sigh thattold his soul wasfreed, and receivedit into her ownwarm body. Thencovering the lifelessform with glowingblossoms, she look-ed down into theface of her deadlove with a tri-umphant smile—confident in the be-lief that Rani Yam-anai had a soul. DUTCHY By CORINNE D. GOODMAN

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