Frank swung the door of the cage open.
“Come, Tony!” he cried, cheerily. “Let’s pull the monster out, and
we will then have the Steam Man once more in our possession.” Buckden
needed no urging.
Both laid hold of the snake’s huge coils. It was a hard tug, but the
huge monster was finally pulled out of the cage.
Then the two men sprang in and proceeded to put things to rights.
The snake had done no material damage, but the odor of its presence in
the cage was something frightful.
However, Frank quickly dispelled this with a chemical, and then the
Man’s course was set for a return to the treasure temple.
No obstacle was encountered upon the return.
Soon the Steam Man came in sight of the temple.
As it did so, Barney and Pomp were seen rushing down the steps.
Their joy to discover that the Steam Man had been safely recovered knew
no bounds.
“I tell yo’, Marse Frank, dat dar am big piles ob gold an’ silver in
dat ar temple,” cried Pomp.
“Bejabers, that’s so!” cried Barney. “An’ I cud hardly get the naygur
to come away from it.”
“Where did you rascals go?” asked Frank, sharply.
“Way up in de top ob de temple,” replied Pomp.
“Didn’t you hear me when I called?”
“Bejabers, we did that, an’ it was mesilf as answered yez,” replied
Barney. “But I couldn’t get the naygur to come away.”
“Did you hear the whistle of the Steam Man?”
“I did that, an’ that brought us down quick enough,” replied Barney.
“Well,” said Frank, with satisfaction, “we are in luck. Now for home.”
“Ki dar, Marse Frank. What about dat gold an’ silver?” cried Pomp.
Frank looked at Buckden.
“Is it worth while to return for it?” he asked.
“Oh, I think so,” replied the New Yorker.
“All right.”
Barney and Pomp eagerly started for the steps of the temple, but a
startling sight caused them to draw back.
Suddenly, from what seemed like a deep archway leading into black
depths beyond at the lower end of the temple wall, a large anaconda
glided into view.
It was a monster of its species.
“Back into the cage,” shouted Barney and Pomp.
The two servitors had barely time to accomplish this move when the
snake glided swift as the wind up over the temple steps.
“Look—look!” cried Buckden.
An astounding sight was next witnessed. Out from the archway there
emerged more of the huge reptiles.
Some of them were monstrous in proportions.
The archway was literally choked with them.
All seemed to be making for the temple. Truly, the wonderful tale
rendered by Metlo was true after all.
There seemed legions of the snakes. They swarmed over the temple wall
and through all the passages.
Dumfounded, our adventurers stood and watched them.
“Great heavens!” gasped Frank Reade, Jr., “what a sight that is!”
“I never saw its equal!”
“Golly! amn’t dem de bigges’ snakes we’se seed yit?”
“Tare an’ ’ounds! av the divils get afther the Steam Man——”
“Look out!”
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