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FOUNTAIN OF DEATH
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I
? CHAPTER II
? CHAPTER III
? CHAPTER IV
? CHAPTER V
? CHAPTER VI
? CHAPTER VII
? CHAPTER VIII
? CHAPTER IX
? CHAPTER X
? CHAPTER XI
? CHAPTER XII
? CHAPTER XIII
? CHAPTER XIV
? CHAPTER XV
? CHAPTER XVI
? CHAPTER XVII
? CHAPTER XVIII
? CHAPTER XIX
? CHAPTER XX

CHAPTER I
WHEN you talked to Noble J. Elder, you didn't wonder what the initial "J" signified.

That at least was the opinion of Johnny Craver. He was sure of one thing; that Elder's middle name
wasn't Johnny. It simply wouldn't fit.

For Johnny Craver had been a very confused young man until he met Noble J. Elder, the proprietor of
Sapphire Springs, founder of the Sapphire Sanitarium, and organizer of the Self Society that brought
young men like Johnny back into the world where they belonged.

The name Noble J. Elder began like a title and ended with a descriptive flourish. Eminence and dignity
were in his bearing as he sat behind the great desk in his private consultation room; while his shocky gray
hair and smooth, time-molded face marked him as a man of years.

Most impressive, however, of Elder's impressive features were his eyes.

They were kindly, patient eyes, mild even to their twinkle which seemed to have caught the color of the
deep blue pool that was visible from Elder's window, amid the surrounding ring of stalwart pines that
guarded it.
Apparently Elder's desk had been placed where he could keep a constant eye upon the famous Sapphire
Springs which gushed like a living fountain from the exact center of his extensive premises; but if Johnny
judged rightly - and he was one who might - Noble Elder was more interested in the folk who patronized
those waters, rather than the blue springs or the green trees.