Adventure Magazine Cover, October 1911 — page 67: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

FORBIDDEN TREASURE by BEATRIX DEMAREST LLOYD WESHER MARTIN: SYNOPSIS: Mark Stuart, on a geological expedition to Iceland, finds there an American yacht with its millionaire invalid owner Mr. Lee, his daughter Nora, and his physician Dr. Berwind. At Haldr’s inn Nora treats Stuart with undue haughtiness, and keen hostility arises between them. A treasure bloodily stolen by ancient Vikings from a Sicilian abbey had been cursed by the dying Abbot so that when brought to Iceland the curse made an ice-desert of a once fertile part of the island (a phenomenon unexplained by science). An Icelandic family, the Olafsens, murdered the surviving Vikings and the curse falls on them, the last of them dying of small-pox in the ruined ‘‘Olaf’s Tower” shortly after Stuart’s arrival. Stuart climbs the tower and throws down the ancient bell, whose inscription concerning the treasure is deciphered by Mr. Lee. An irritable outburst by the erratic millionaire causes a breach with Stuart, who has become friends with Dr. Berwind but remains at odds with Nora Lee. Stuart explores the-desolate coast of the Vatna Jokull where the fatal treasure is supposed to be and is left to die of cold and hunger by his deserting crew. Though ignorant of this, Nora, with secret thought of Stuart, suggests it might help her father’s health to take the yacht to the Vatna Jokull and search for the mythical treasure. The yacht’s captain is washed overboard under suspicious circumstances, and Healy, the substitute mate, assumes command. CHAPTER XVIII RESCUED Tew gL MOST motionless beside her Wi father at the rail of the deck, : Nora Lee stood, erect and silent, ee? a nameless fear tearing at her heart. _ Mr. Lee, wrapped up to the nose, was training his glass upon the mountainous western wall of the fiord. The forecastle rail was crowded with leaning, watching sailors, not a man of whom did not envy those who had been told off to take the launch ashore. From the bridge, Captain Healy also watched the proceedings intently. Nora spoke at last in a dry voice, her straining eyes fixed on the spot her father covered with his binocular. ‘‘Do they not seem to be coming back?” she asked. “Yes, they have started down. Confound these lenses! There! Yes, I can see them quite plainly, Berwind’s gray fur coat shows up against that black rock.” The little hands in the deep pockets clenched themselves and she took a long breath. ‘‘And—and you can see if the— what they are doing?” 1013 co MICLOOKS =