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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 13, 1924)
{T Romanes tf th* SpanishjVa/rt ain.Bloo: RAFAEL SABATINf CAPTAIN BLOOJV’ a YiUgrapli picture with J. Warren Kerrigan in the title role, is an adaptation of this thrilling novel. _ , _ STNOPMg. Peter Bland, a young Irish phulriui. prteaner charged with treusnn while treating the wounded after the battle of Oglethorpe'* farm between Mon mouth rebels mid ths soldier* of King •fame*. With Jeremy Pitt nnd Yeoman Bayaus ho la brought to trial before the hluody l*»rd Jeffreys. They are *rutrneed to tfeatn, but King James order* the reb. els-convirt gent to the eoloiiie*. t litre tu “® sold ns glnvss. Blood Pitt nnd ubout od other* ore put aboard ship and eon ▼eyed to Bridgetown, Hurtmdoea. There frot^rbor Steed. Colonel Blghuii nnd other eltllons Inspect the slaves and but them Arabella lil*hop. niece of the Colonel, coll* his attention to Blood, but Ihr mili tary commander sneer* nt the "bag of hour*.'' Captain Ciurdner. however, who brought the rehelg-eunv let to the Itor hndnee, tells the colonel of BIoihI'h ttbllil.v ms a phynlelun nnd how he *uved the lives of oilier* on *lilp. He rinme* n price •»f 15 pounds for the ph> vieign. (Coatlniievl I’nim Yraterdoy.) CHAPTER IV—Continued. Her voice wan crisp and boyish. It arose perhaps front an ease, a dl redness, which disdained the aril flees of her sex. and set her on good terms with all the world. To this it may he due that Miss Arabella had reached the age of 25 not merely un married but unwooed. .She used with all men a sisterly frankness. The stranger came to a standstill upon being addressd. "A lady should know her own prop erty,” said he. "My property?" "Your uncles leastways. I am called Peter Blood." She recognized him then. She had heard that this rebel-convict had been discovered to be a physician. Govern or Steed, who suffered damnably from gout, had borrowed the follow * fom his purchaser. Peter Blood had b afforded the the governor relief, ami the governor's lady had desired him to attend her for the megrims. Mr. Blood prescribed for her and she had conceived herself the better for his prescription. After that Colonel Bish op had found that there was more profit to he made out of this new slave by leaving him to pursue his profession than by se(ting him to work on the plantation. "If some other planter had bought me." Mr. Blood explained, as he thanked her, "it is odds that the fact* of my shining abilities might never have been brought to light." "I perceived your interest when your uncle bought me. At the time 1 resented it." "You rpsented it?" There was a challenge in her boyish voice. "T had had no lack of experiences of this mortal life; hut to Tie bought and sold was a now one, and I was hardly in the mood to love my pur chaser.'* “If I urged you upon my uncle, sir, it was that X commiserated you." She proceeded to explain herself "Mv uncle may appear to you a hard mail. Thev are all hard men, these planters, it is the life. I suppose. But there are others here who are worse ” "This Interest in a stranger. ..." he began. Then changed the direction /--'■ New York --Day by Day-• _—-* By O. O. MTNTYBK. Paris, Sept. 12 —One i* impressed •in Paris with the naivette of true Parisian. There are never moments of self consciousness. Young lovers stroll the boulevards holding hand* t ' .Vtnl stopping now and then to touch lips. In cafes the young beaux rest their arms lightly around their sweet hearts' shoulders while waiting their orders. (Tiamps-Elysees park Is a famous trysting place as descending - dusk silhouettes the city. Hundreds of couples with arms about each other promenade atisn lutely oblivious of the world about them. It is a casual and extreme sim plicity and a tender respect for the soul of a people who are eternally liv ing and loving to be loved. Paris encourages lovers and several evenings a week in the park is a music of lute ami clavichord—music in which sobbing strings and rustling quills stir the pulsebeats of romance. It is a love-making of chaste ideals and tenderness. The custom of rouging and powder Ing iu public In America comes from Paris. The women do such tilings here a« casually as they breathe. They do not seek doorways to put another hitch in the roll of their stockings or to smoke a cigarette. Incid. ' ••• f there is far less smok ng among won. i>n than in New York. In a block long survey of a sidewalk cafe the only women smoking were American and English women The French mind is extremely complex. There are moment* when It sreni a* fresh and clean as the breath of new mown hay and the next moment someone trie* to sell you packets of Incredibly filthy photographs or to guide you lo some brothel such as l -%;The House of All Nation*'' or the ’ "Hatan de Sort.'' She Is known mong the boulevards a* t'eleste of the Madeleine for list nightly patrol is in the vicinity of the famous church. When I saw her she was dressed hi a chic white and |,lack frock with a rakish tarn to match. One leg is off above the knee and she races in and out of the crowds on white crutches. She is one of the most famous of the Parisian demi nionde. She Is not noire than 20—a laughing eyed girl who has east her lot In the most sordid of under worlds. Th* excitable Frenchman lives mostly In comlo •implement* He *e*ms more, phlegmatic than the Her man. A roadster smashed Into a taxi along crowded Montmartre. I expect ed to see much gesticulating and lightning conversation. The partiri pants and the gendarmes who eoi (acted were ss calm and i alb-cted ns a group of Sphinxes. The French have mote of bland curiosity thnn excitability. An Amer ican newspaper photographer naked another New Yorker and myself to pose before n watercooler In front of the office of tlie l'lllted Slates Finer Before he could take th* photograph tho sidewalk was Mocked and It re qulred more than s half hour for an Interpreter to Indue* them to step to one side for the snap shot. Palis on Saturday line the quid of Holiday. Only the cafes me open aT *»r noon The Parisian ■ ire gun! pic nickers nid drove* of flam ft" k off s* the country The-' resemble ch|! ) 'dren off en * Halids' laughing a net light hearted (Cfipyristi*. 1124 t of hi* probe. "But there were others as deserving of commiseration.” “You did not seem quite like the others.” "I am not,” said he. "Oh!" she stared at him, bridling a little. "You have a. good opinion of yourself.” "On the contrary. The others are all worthy rebels. I am not.” "But If you are not a rebel, how come you here?” "Faith, now, It's a long story," said he. “And one perhaps that you would prefer not to tell?” Briefly on that he told It her "My God! What an Infamy!” she cried, when lie had done. "Oh, It's a sweet country England under King James! There's no need to commiserate me further. All things considered 1 prefer Barbados. Here at least one can believe in God.” "Is that so difficult elsewhere?” she asked him, and she was very grave. “Men muke it so.” Shq moved on. Her negroes sprang up, and went trotting after her. Jl was fair enough prospect, he reflect ed, hut it was a prison, and, in an nouncing that lie preferred it to Eng land, he had indulged that almost laudable form of boasting which lies in belittling our misadventures. Of the 42 who had been landed with him from the Jamaica Merchant, Col onel Bishop had purchased no less than 25. The remainder had gone to lesser planters, Some of them to Speightstown, and others still far ther north. VVliat may have been the lot of the latter he could not tell, but among Bishop's slaves J’etei- Blood came and went freely, and their lot he knew to be a brutalizing misery. If their latairs flagged, there were the whips of the overseer and his men to quicken them. They went al most naked; they dwelt in squalor and they were ill-nourished on salt ed meat and maize dumplings. Tq curb Insubordination, one of them who had rebelled against Kent, the brutal overseer, was lashed to death by negroes under his comrades’ eyes. Occasionally Peter Blood saw Miss Bishop, and they seldom met but that she paused to hold him in conversa tion for some moments, evincing her interest in him. Though the same blood ran in her veins as in those of Colonel Bishop, yet hers was free of the vices that tainted her uncle’s, for these vices were not natural to that blood; they were, in IiIr case, acquired. Her fa ther, Tom Bishop (that same Colonel Bishop’s brother), hail been a kindly, chivalrous, gentle soul, who, broken hearted by the early death of a young wife, had abandoned the old world and sought an anodyne for ids grief in the new. He had come out to the Antilles, bringing with him his little daughter, then 5 years of age and had given himself up to the life of a planter. He had prospered from the first, ns men sometimes will who care nothing for prosperity. Prospering, he had bethought him of his younger brother, a soldier, at home reputed something wild. He had advised him to come out to Barbados; and the ad vice, which at another season Wil liam Bishop might have scorned, reached him at a moment when his wildness was beginning to bear such fruit that a change of climate was desirable. William cam**, and was admitted by his generous brother to a partnership in the prosperous plan tation. Borne six years later, when Arabella was 15, her father died, leav ing her in her uncle’s guardianship. As things were, there was little love between uncle and niece. But she w dutiful t" him and lie was cueum speet in his behavior before her. IH\l*Tl.lt \ I. SYMPATHY. One day toward* the end nf May there crawled into I'arlisle Ba\ a wounded, battered Knglish ship, the Pride of Devon. She had been in action off Martinique with two Span ish treasure ships. One of the Span iards had lied from the combat. Steed, after the fashion of most colonial governors, gave the Pride of Devon shelter and every facility to careen and carry out repairs. liut. before it came to this, they fetched front her hold over a score of Knglish seamen as battered and broken as the ship herself, and, to gether with these, some half dozen Spaniards in like case. These wound ed men were conveyed to a long shed on the wharf, and the medical skill or Bridgetown was summoned to their aid. Peter Blood was ordered to hear a hand In this work, and. partlv because he spoke t'astilian (ami he spoke it as fluently as Ills uw n native tongaej and partly 1K cause I>r his Inferior condition as a slave, lie was given the Spaniards for his patients They were shunned, however, by h!I those charitably dis pcseri inhabitant** of Bridgetown who flocked to tin- improvised hospital With gifts of fruit and flower* and dolPacirs for the injured Knglish sea men. Hiking suddenly from Hie redress ing of a wound, a 1 tsk in which he Movie of the Over-Deliberate Golfer. By Briggs Pokiccfus rtvcp Lie Loot*.3 Touif>*VD fjRUerO walk i Toward CJrjisots) To IM.5PGCT TurriToRY AMD ToPoflPAPHK AU CflARMC'i LKU'.'ru'A 1.00*4 5 (1<\CK I o <-ieS I -__ AhldTHCI^ ' P/VRTIKIG v5TARt AT GPbbi, WALKS BACK To BALL* s ciup, JHUf FLEA FFI F FOR.OWGoDLt LonJC "Tih've -And Tops h/vll - — __ 'DiM* MV f«'|i.tH |*lf had been absorbed for some moments, he saw, to his surprise, that one lady, detached from the general throng, was placing some plantains and a bundle of succulent sugar cane on the cloak that served one of his pa tients for a coverlet. I’eter Jtlnnd stood at gage a moment. The lady. turning now to confront him, her lips parting In a smile of recogni tion. was Arabella Bishop “The man's a Spaniard," said he, in the tone of one who corrects a misapprehension. She frowned snd stared at him a moment, with inetens ine haughtineas. “So 1 perceive. Hut he's a human being nonetheless,” said she. "Voitr uncle, the colonel, is of a different opinion." said ho when he had recovered. "He regards them as vermin to be left to languish and di* of their festering wounds.” "Why do you tell mo this?" "To warn you that you may be Incurring the colonel's diapleasure. It he had had his way, I should never have been allowed to dress their wounds." "And you thought, of course, that I must be of my uncle's mind?” "I’d not willingly be rude to a Indy, even In my thought*," «ald he "But that you should bestow gifts on 1hem, considering that If your uncle came to hear of it—." He paused, leaving the sentence unfin ished. “Ah, well, there It Is!" he con cluded. "First you Impute to tne Inhuman tty, and then rowardlre. Fntth! For a man who would not willingly b»> rude to a lady even in hla thoughts. f It's none so bad." Her boyish laugh trilled out. but the note of It Jarre.l hla ear* thl* time. (T« Be faetimieil Manila» 1 THE NEBBS WHERE THE LAZY DAISIES GROW. 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