"'What, for example?' demanded King.

"'The ghosts of my ancestors,' answered the Cambodian, 'the Khmers who dwelt here in great cities ages ago. Within the dark shadows of the jungle the ruins of their cities still stand, and down the dark aisles of the forest pass the ancient kings and warriors and little sad-faced queens on ghostly elephants. We might escape My Lord the Tiger and the wild elephants, but no man may look upon the ghosts of the dead Khmers and live.'"


But Gordon King, child of the twentieth century, was not to be frightened away by what seemed foolish superstition. The young American was soon to find that a courageous man might easily enter the treacherous depths of the jungle, but it was quite another matter as to whether he might ever come out again, alive.


THE LAND OF HIDDEN MEN (JUNGLE GIRL)


I

THE JUNGLE

"My Lord, I may go no farther," said the Cambodian.