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Ie Comto 1e Sabron, cnptnln of Krcnch
fcovnlry, tnkos to Ms uartcr lo rnlno by
hand n motlicrloss Irlsli terrier pup, mid
nnnics It Pltchounc. He dines with the
Marqulso d'KtcllKimc unci meets Miss
Julia Itedmond, Amerlcnn lielrenu, who
n I n km fnr lilm an English ballad that
lingers In his memory.
CHAPTER III Continued.
That overling tho Marqulso d'Escll
gtiac read aloud to her nleco tho nows
that tho Count do Sabron was not com
Ins to dinner. Ho wan "absolutely des
olated" and had no wordB to express
his rogret and disappointment. Tho
rleasuro of dining with thom both, a
pleasure to which ho had looked for
ward for a fortnight, must bo re
nounced because ho was obliged to
Bit up with a very sick friend, as thcro
was no ono olso to tako his placo. in
expressing his undying devotion and
his renowod excuses he put his homage
at their feet and kissed thoir hands.
,Tho Marquise d'Escllgnac, wearing
another very beautiful dress, looked up
nt her nioco, who was playing at the
"A very poor excuse, my dear Julia,
and a very lato ono."
"It sounds true, however. I bollovo
him, don't you, ma tanto?"
"I do not," Bald tho marqulso em
phatically. "A Frenchman of good
education Is not supposed to refuse a
dinner invitation an hour boforo ho Is
expected. Nothing but a caso of life
nnd death would oxcuso It."
"Ho says a 'very Blck friend.' "
"Nonsonso," oxclalmod tho marqulso.
Miss Redmond played a few bars of
tho tuno Sabron had hummed and
which more than .onco had soothed.
Pltchouno, and which, did she know,
Sabron was actually humming at that
, "I am rathor disappointed," Bald tho
.young girl, "but if wo find it is a mat
tor of lifo and death, ma tanto, we
will forglvo him?"
Tho Marqulso d'Escllgnac had In
vited tho Count do Sabron bocauso sho
had boon asked to do so by his colo
nel, who waa an old and valued friend.
Sho had othor plans for nor niece.
"I feel, my dear," alio nnswered her
now, "quite safo In promising that If It
1b a question of lifo and death wo shall
forglvo him. I shall seo his colbnol
tomorrow and ask him pointblank."
Miss Redmond rose from the piano
and camo over to her aunt, for dinner
had boon announced.
"Woll, what do . you think," sho
ellpped her hand In hor aunt'o arm,
"really, what do you think could bo
"Ploaso don't ask mo," exclaimed
tho Marqulso d'Escllgnac Impatient
ly. "Tho reasons for young mon's ca
prlcos nro somotlmes Justj as woll
not Inquired into."
If Sabron, smoking in his bacholor
quarters, lonely and disappointed,
watching" with an extraordinary fideli
ty by his "sick friond," could havo
Been tho two ladles at their grand soli
tary dinner, his unilllod placo between
thom, ho might havo felt tho picture
charming enough to havo added to his
The Dog Pays.
Pltchouno repaid what was given
Ho did not think that by getting
well, reserving tho right Tor tho rest
of his lifo to a distinguished limp in
his right leg, that ho had dono nit that
was expected of him. Ho dovoloped
an ecstatic devotion to tho captain,
Imposslblo for any human heart ade
quately to return, Ho followed Sab
iron liko a shadow and when ho could
not follow him, took his placo on a
chair In tho window, thoro to sit, his
uharp profile against tho light, his
pointed oara forward, watching for tho
uniform ho know nnd admlrod .extrav
agantly. Pltchouno waB a thoroughbrod, and
vory musclo nnd fiber showed It,
evory hair and point nssortod it, and
ho loved as only thoroughbreds can.
You may say what you llko about mon
.erel attachments, tho thorouchhmd in
all cascB resorves his brilliancy for
Sabron, who had only soon Mlsa
Redmond twlco nnd thought about hor
countless tlmoa, novor qulto forgave
hlB friond for tho Illness that kept him
from tho chateau. Thoro was in Sab
ron'a mind, much as ho loved Plt
chouno, tho fooling that if ho had gone
that night . . .
Thoro was nover anothor Invitation I
"Voyons, mon chor," his colonel
had said to him kindly tho next tlmo
ho met him, "what stupidity havo you
been guilty of at tho Chateau d'Eacll
gnnc?' Poor Sabron blushed and shruggod
"I assure you," snld tho colonel,
"that I did you harm thoro without
knowing It. Madamo d'Escllgnac, who
Is a very clover woman, nskod mo with
Interest and sympathy, who your 'vory
flick friend' could be. As no ono was
vory elck according to my knowlodgo
I toid hor bo, Sho Boomed triumphant
and I saw at onco that I had put you
La the wrong,"
It would havo been slmplo to havo
oxplalncd to the colonel, but Sabron,
reticent and reserved, did not chooso
to do so. Ho mado a very Innulllciont
excuse, and tho colonel, as well ns tho
marqulso, thought ill of him. Ho
loarnod later, with chagrin, that his
frionds wero gono from tho Midi.
Rooted to tho spot hlmBolf by his du
ties, ho could not follow thom. Mean
whilo Pltchouno thrived, grow, cheered
his loneliness, Jumped over a stick,
learned a trick or two from Drunctand
a great many fascinating wiles nnd
ways, no doubt inherited from his
mother. Ho had a senso of humor
truly Irish, a power of devotion that
wo deslgrato as "canine no doubt bo
causo no mombor of tho human raco
has over deserved It.
Tho Golden Autumn.
Sabron longed for a chango with au
tumn, when the falling leaves made
the roads golden roundabout tho Cha
teau d'Escllgnac. Ho thought ho
would llko to go nway. He rodo his
horso ono dny up to tho property of
tho hard-honrted unforgiving lady and,
finding tho gate open, rodo through
tho grounds up to tho terrace. Seeing
no ono, ho sat in his snddlo looking
over tho golden country to tho Rhono
and the castle of tho good King Reno,
where tho autumn mists wero llko ban
ners floating from towers.
Thoro was a solitary beauty around
tho lovely placo that spoke o tho
young olllcor with a sweet melancholy.
Ho fancied that Miss Redmond must
often havo looked outfrom ono of tho
windows, and ho wondered which ono.
Tho terrace was desorted and leaves
from tho vines strewed It with red and
golden specters. Pltdhouno raced nftor
them, for tho wind started them flying,
and ho rolled his tawny little body
over and over In tho rustling loaves.
Then a rabbit, which before tho ar
rival of Sabron had been sitting com
fortably on tho torraco stones, scut
tled, away llko mad, and Pltchouno,
somowhat hindered by his limp, toro
Tho deserted chateau, tho fact that
thoro was nothing In his military lifo
beyond tho routine to intcr.est him
now in Taraacon, mado Sabron eagerly
look forward, to a chango, and ho
wnltcd for lc'ttors from the mlnUtor of
war which would send him to a new
Tho following day after his visit to
tho chateau ho took n walk, Pltchouno
at his heels, and stood asldo in tho,
highroad to lot a yollow motor pass
him, but tho yollow motor at that mo-
Stood Aside to Let a Motor Pass Him.
mont drow up to Uio aide of tho road
whilo tho chauffeur got out to adjust
Bomo portion of tho mechanism. Somo
ono loaned from tho yollow motor win
dow and Sabron camo forward to
apeak to" tho MnrqulBo d'Escllgnac
ami anothor lady by hor Bldo
"How do you do, Monsieur? Do you
(Had ho over forcottcn thorn?) Hn
regretted so vory much not having
ooon nmo to dlno with thom in tho
'And your sick friend?" asked
Madamo d'Escllgnac koonly, "did ho
"Yea," Bald Sabron, and Miss Rod
mond, who loaned forward, smllod at
him and oxtonded hor protty hand
Sabron oponod tho motor door.
"What n darling doKiM Mlsa nnrt
mond cried. "What a bowltchlng faco
no nasi uob an msu terrier, isu
Sabron called Pltchouno. wlin ill
vortod his attention from thn
four to como nnd bo hauled up by the
collar and presented. Sabron shook
ou ins rotlconco.
"U)t mo mako a confession," ho
said with n courteous bow. "Thic
my 'vory sick friond.' Pltchouno was
at the point of donth tho night of your
dinner and I wns Just loavlng tho
hoUBo when I roallzod that tho lmin.
loss llttlo chap could not woathor the
- i 'Mh.
breeze without inc. He had be n run
over by a bicycle and ho needed some
vory special caro."
Mrss Redmond's hand was on Pit'
chouno's head between his pointed
oars. Sho looked sympathetic She
looked nniUBcd. She smiled.
"It wns a quostlon of 'lifo and death,'
wasn't It?" alio snld eagerly to Sabron.
"Rcnlly, It was Just that." answered
tho young olllccr, not knowing how
significant tho wordB wero to tho two
Then Mndamo d'Escllgnac know that
sho was beaten and that sho owed
something nnd was ready to pay. Tho
chauffeur got upon his scat and she
"won't you lot ua take you homo.
Ho thanked thom. Ho wns walking
and had not finished his exorcise.
"At nil events." sho nurauod. "now
that your oxcubo is no longer a goodl
ono, you will como UiIb week to din
ner, will you not?"
He would, of course, nnd watched
tho yellow motor drive away In the
autumn sunlight, wishing rather less
for the order from tho minister of war
to chango his quarters than ho had
He had received his letter from the
minister of war. Llko many things
wo wish for, set our hopes upon, when
thoy como wo find that wo do not want
them nt any prlco. Tho order waB un
welcome. Sabron was to go to Al
glors. Winter is novor very- ugly around
Tarnscon. Llko n lovely bunch of fruit
In tho brightest corner of a happy
vlnoynrd, tho Midi la sheltered from
tho rudo experiences that tho seasons
know farther north. Nevertheless,
rains and winds, sea-born and vig
orous, had swept In and upon the llt
tlo town. Tho mistral camo whis
tling and Sabron, from his window,
looked down on his llttlo gnrdon from
which summor had entirely flown. Pit.
chouno, by his side, looked down as
welf, but his expression, different from
his master's, was ecstatic, for ho saw
sliding along tho brick wall, a cat with
which ho was on tho most excited
terms. His body tense, his enra for
ward, ho gavo a aharp eorlea of barks
and llttlo soft growle, whilo his
master tapped the window-pane to the
tuno of Miss Redmond's Bong.
Although Sabron had heard It several
times, ho did not know tho words 01
that they were of a soml-rellgious, ex-
tromely sentimental character which
would havo beon difficult to translate
into French. Ho did not know that
thoy ran something liko this:
Ood keep you safe, my love,
All through tho night:
Host close In his encircling arms
Until tho light.
And thoro was more of It. Ho only
know that thoro waa a pathos in the
tuno which Bpoko to his warm heart;
which caressed and captivated him
and which made him Jong deeply for a
happiness ho thought It moat unllkelj
ho woild over know.
There had been many pictures added
to his collection: MJbs Redmond at
dlnnor, Mlsa Julia Redmond ho know
hor first namo now boforo tho piano;
Miss Redmond In a Btnart coat, walk
ing with him down tho alloy, while
Pltchouno chased Hying leaves and ap
paritions of rabbits hlthor and thither.
Tho Count do Sabron had always
dreaded Juat what happened to him.
Ho had fallon in lovo with a woman
beyond hla reach, for ho had no for-
tuno whatBoever, nothing but his cap
tain's pay nnd his hard soldlor's life,
a wandorer's lifo and one which he
hesitated to aak a woman to shore.
In spite of tho fact that Madame
d'Escllgnac was agfeoablo to Mm,
sho was not cordial, and ho understood
that sho did not consider him a parti
for her nloco. Othor gueats, ns well
na ho, had shared hor hoapltallty. He
had been Jealous of thom, though he
could not help Boeing Mlsa Redmond's
preference for himself. Not that ho
wanted to help It. Ho recalled that
sho ha3 really sung to him, decidedly
walked by his Bldo when thoro had
beon moro than tho quartotte, and he
felt, in short, her sympathy.
"Pltchouno," ho said to hla compan
ion, "wo aro bettor off In Alglors, mon
vloux. Tho desert is tho place for us.
Wo shall got rid of fancies thoro and
do some hard fighting ono way or an
othor." (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Worth While Quotation.
Tho ploasuro that wo tako in beauti
ful nature la essentially caprlclouB. It
cornea ttomettmoa when wo least look
for it, o,nd sometimoB, when wo expect
it most cortalnly, It leaves us to gape
JoylcBBly for days togother. Wo may
havo passod a placo a thousand times
and ono, and on the thousand and sec
ond it will bo transflgurod, and stand
forth In a certain splondor of reality
from the dull clrclo of surroundings,
bo that wo boo it "with n chlld'B first
pleasure," aB Wordsworth Baw tho daf
fodils by tho lakeside. Robert Louis
8ure to Get What Ho Wanted.
Tho doctor told him ho needed car
bohydrates, protelda, nnd abovo all,
something nitrogenous. Tho doctor
mentioned a long list of foods for
him to eat Ho staggered out nnd
wabbled into a restaurant.
"How about boofBtoak?" ho asked
tho waiter. "Is that ultrogonoua?"
Tho waltor didn't know.
"Aro tried potatoes rich In carbohy
drates or not?"
Tho waiter couldn't say.
"Well, I'll' fix It," doclarod tho poor
man In despair. "Bring mo a largo
Plato of haan.
Washington Embassies Center of Big Spy System
WASHINGTON. That embassy circles in Washington are clearing houses
through which which military information, gathered for belligerent na
tions from all tho lnrigcr cities in tho United States, is transmitted to tho
capltalB of tho warring countries In
sion to tho headquarters of the de
tective agoncy in Now York city, which in turri transmits them to tho em
bassies in Washington.
Tho revelations includo a complete koy to tho codo which is toeing used.
Several dispatches have been intercepted and translated en route from branch
offices throughout the country to Now York city, whence thoy wero to havo
been relayed to Washington. '
National Parks Prepared for Tourist Travel Flood
SECRETARY FRANKLIN K. LANE is a beliover in preparedness, Tho sec
retary of the department of the interior naturally leaves to his associates
in the cabinet, Secretaries Garrison and Daniels, tho study of preparedness
related to war equipment. What he
Is interested in is tho preparedness
on tho part of tho government to han
dle properly tho tremendous tourist
travel in America, which is expected
to bo ono of tho rosults of tho groat
In tho opinion of tho interior de
partment officials and others who aro
familiar with conditions in tho nation
al parka of tho West these great
natural show places havo nover been
visited by as many American peoplo
as should havo toured thom, because there have not been the same kind of
facilities to caro for travelers which aro found in Europe, where the touriat
trade haB been catered to for hundreda of years, and where in many places
it is the chief source of income -of tho people.
Secretary Lane believes that many thousands of Americans will travel
In this country during the coming season and following years who have
heretofore apent their money in Europe, and that tho national parks of the
West and points in Alaska, with thoir scenic wonders, will be the places
sought out by largo numbers of American tourists. The work of reorganizing
tho system of' caring for and developing the national parks is now going on,
and in the near future it is believed that most of the American parks will
havo facilities which will rival Europe for completeness in providing for
Mark Daniels, tho California landscape engineer, whom Secretary Lane
secured as tho general superintendent of the national parks, Is now working
on plans for reorganizing tho system of management and bettering condi
tions generally In all of tho great government reservations which are under
the department of the interior.
Mace of Lower House
THE mace, tho historic symbol of authority in tho lower branch of congress,
is to bo repaired before tho next house meets. It has been sent to New
York in tho custody of a deputy sergeant-at-arms, who will bo held strictly
accountable for its safe return. The
llgorent is duly expected to become tongue-tied with confusion and exjilate
his display of temper by humbly asking tho pardon of tho house.
This courtly tradition received a violent setback, however, the lat time
tho maco was used in response to a riot call. "Prlvato John" Allen was on
that occasion tho center of tho mix-up.
"Don't hit mo with that dam fool bird," ho said, when the maco was
waved over him.
Another time a sergeant-at-arms charged doVn upon a struggling crowd
of congressmen who wore trying to terminate a long-drawn-out wrangle by
aissault and battery. When tho bearer of tho maco reached tho scene he
mood thoro llko a schoolboy who had broken down in tho midst of a recita
tt"n, wondering what was to como noxt.
v"What do I do now?" he asked, in a Btage whisper
"Bang tho buanard on hlB head," advised a member, to whom tho mace
wns no moro than a slapstick. Ever since then "tho mace has been known
aH tho "buzzard."
Uncle Sam Experimenting With Lights for War
TAKING a lesson from tho European war, tho secretary of war has directed
tho engineer corps to mako an oxhauativo study of and extenalvo field
experiments with searchlights, flares, Btar bombs and other lights. For some
time tho army and navy havo been
using searchlights, and .in tho Ruaso
Japanoso war thoy wero employed by
both armies, but not until tho Euro
pean conflict did thoy become such
important auxiliaries of an army.
Searchlights and star bombs havo
become absolutely necessary to meet
tho constant night attacks by armies
in tho various thoators of war. Search
lights aro not only used to detect tho
movements of the enemy, but to blind
troops when they nro charging acrosB
tho zone of fire, and to discomfit tho pilots of aeroplanes flying aloft, The
onglneer depot at Washington barracks, where tho experiments nro being
conducted, has taken on tho appearance of a fireworks factory. Not only
is tho engineer corps experimenting with every typo of light producer that
It has beon able to obtain from foreign countries, but It is testing out qulto
a numbor of American inventions. That work will continue at Washington
barracks until soma timo in October, when all of the searchlights and light
producing dovlces will be shipped to Texas, whore a battalion of engineers
will try them out In tho field.
It Is not proposed by tho secretary of war to purchaso n largo quantity
of searchlights and fireworks, but according to his instructions, tho officers
will dovelop typos of searchlights and light-producing devices that can be
produced by small changes in standard articles of this character that can bo
purchased In tho open market. In tho event of war tho country would de
pend largely upon prlvato concerns to furnish that class ot equipment tor
Europe, was indicated in revelations
that roached this city from New York.
Tho report received here tends
to confirm rumors that havo been
afloat since tho beginning of tho war,
that each of the warring nationB main
tains in the- United Stntea a secret
information system through, which
representatives of tho allies, assisted
by a well-known detective agoncy,
gather military Becrots for transmis
Goes to the Repair Shop
ancient bugbear of rofractory mem
bers, which came down from medieval
parliamentary bodies, is a long piece
of sliver mounted on ebonV, at the
business end of which is a silvei
globe. Surmounting tho globe, with
his talons firmly clutching the North
pole, is an American eagle.
Whenever a member becomes un
ruly the sergeant-at-arms Is supposed
to stalk solemnly down the alslo and
confront him with the mace. Tho bel-
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"Why an amusing placo?"
"Why, tho automobiles do so many
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