The Lost City
NATURE IN TRAVAIL.
"I say, professor?"
"Very well, Waldo; proceed."
"Wonder if this isn't a portion of the glorious climate, broken loose from its native California, and drifting up this way on a lark?"
"If so, said lark must be roasted to a turn," declared the third (and last) member of that little party, drawing a curved forefinger across his forehead, then flirting aside sundry drops of moisture. "I can't recall such another muggy afternoon, and if we were only back in what the scientists term the cyclone belt--"
"We would be all at sea," quickly interposed the professor, the fingers of one hand vigorously stirring his gray pompadour, while the other was lifted in a deprecatory manner. "At sea, literally as well as metaphorically, my dear Bruno; for, correctly speaking, the ocean alone can give birth to the cyclone."
"Why can't you remember anything, boy?" sternly cut in the roguish-eyed youngster, with admonitory forefinger, coming to the front. "How many times have I told you never to say blue when you mean green? Why don't you say Kansas zephyr? Or windy-auger? Or twister? Or whirly-gust on a corkscrew wiggle-waggle? Or--well, almost any other old thing that you can't think of at the right time? W-h-e-w! Who mentioned sitting on a snowdrift, and sucking at an icicle? Hot? Well, now, if this isn't a genuine old cyclone breeder, then I wouldn't ask a cent!"
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Through his half-bewildered brain flashed the accounts given by the coast tribes, members of which he had so frequently interviewed concerning this unknown land, one and all of whom had more or less to say in regard to a strange people, terrible fighters, mighty hunters, one burning glance from whose eyes carried death and decay unto all who were foolhardy enough even to attempt to pass those mighty barriers, built up by a beneficent nature. Only for that nearly impassable wall, the entire earth would be overrun and dominated by these monsters in human guise.
Then, after the air-ship was cared for to the best of his ability, and the night-guard set in place so that an alarm might give warning of any illegal intrusion, the little party returned to the cavern home of the exile where, after another refusal on his part, the professor filled and lighted his beloved pipe.
Almost in spite of himself Featherwit was drawn towards those marvellous articles depending from the wall, and, as he gazed in silent marvel, Cooper Edgecombe drew nigh, with still other articles to complete the collection.
"You may possibly find something of interest in these, too, dear sir, although I have given them rather rough usage. This formed a rather comfortable cap, and--"
"A helmet! And sandals! A sash which is--yes! worn about the waist, mainly to support weapons, and termed a maxtlatl, which--and all sufficiently well preserved to be readily recognised as genuine--unless--Surely I am dreaming!"
If not precisely that, the worthy professor assuredly was almost beside himself while examining these articles of warrior's wear, one by one, knowing that neither eyes nor memory were at fault, yet still unable to believe those very senses.
Up to this, Cooper Edgecombe had felt but a passing interest in the matter, forming as it did but a single incident in a more than ordinarily eventful life; but now he began to divine at least a portion of the truth, and his face was lighted up with unusual animation, when Phaeton Featherwit turned that way, to almost sharply demand:
"Where did you gain possession of these weapons and garments, sir? And how,--from whom?"
- CHAPTER I. NATURE IN TRAVAIL.
- CHAPTER II. PROFESSOR FEATHERWIT TAKING NOTES.
- CHAPTER III. RIDING THE TORNADO.
- CHAPTER IV. THE PROFESSOR'S LITTLE EXPERIMENT.
- CHAPTER V. THE PROFESSOR'S UNKNOWN LAND.
- CHAPTER VI. A BRACE OF UNWELCOME VISITORS.
- CHAPTER VII. THE PROFESSOR'S GREAT ANTICIPATIONS.
- CHAPTER VIII. A DUEL TO THE DEATH.
- CHAPTER IX. GRAPPLING A QUEER FISH.
- CHAPTER X. RESCUED AND RESCUERS.
- CHAPTER XI. ANOTHER SURPRISE FOR THE PROFESSOR.
- CHAPTER XII. THE STORY OF A BROKEN LIFE.
- CHAPTER XIII. THE LOST CITY OF THE AZTECS.
- CHAPTER XIV. A MARVELLOUS VISION.
- CHAPTER XV. ASTOUNDING, YET TRUE.
- CHAPTER XVI. CAN IT BE TRUE?
- CHAPTER XVII. AN ENIGMA FOR THE BROTHERS.
- CHAPTER XVIII. SOMETHING LIKE A WHITE ELEPHANT.
- CHAPTER XIX. THE CHILDREN OF THE SUN GOD.
- CHAPTER XX. THE PROFESSOR AND THE AZTEC.
- CHAPTER XXI. DISCUSSING WAYS AND MEANS.
- CHAPTER XXII. A DARING UNDERTAKING.
- CHAPTER XXIII. A FLIGHT UNDERGROUND.
- CHAPTER XXIV. THE SUN CHILDREN'S PERIL.
- CHAPTER XXV. WALDO GOES FISHING.
- CHAPTER XXVI. DOWN AMONG THE DEAD.
- CHAPTER XXVII. PENETRATING GRIM SECRETS.
- CHAPTER XXVIII. BROUGHT BEFORE THE GODS.
- CHAPTER XXIX. BENEATH THE SACRIFICIAL STONE.
- CHAPTER XXX. AGAINST OVERWHELMING ODDS.
- CHAPTER XXXI. DEFENDING THE SUN CHILDREN.
- CHAPTER XXXII. ADIEU TO THE LOST CITY.