New Walks in Old Ways 



conscious of the dramatic scene of 

 which I was apparently the only out- 

 side witness. Again the voice: 



"The star so hotly pressed by the 

 rising sun already pales, and with him 

 faint and fall we all. Before the Fire- 

 God wakes we must be gone. Back 

 to the far-off hills and dales from 

 whence we came. Back to the crags 

 and canyons, the marshes and the 

 meadows of the Land that is not in 

 Earth nor Air nor Sky! Land that is 

 neither substance nor yet shadow! 

 Land unseen! Unknown to all save 

 we alone! Haste! For the Morning 

 breaks!" 



I had no means, of course, of know- 

 ing what this was all about, or what 

 was to happen next, but I was sure 

 that it was me they were after. I 

 had long since lost the power of loco- 

 motion, and there was nothing to do 

 but watch in white terror, and await 

 the finish. 



On signal from the chief, a group of 

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