*“l^—
Not Her Clata*
PSUXadalphia Ledger: Not far from
Grove lives ft young f&rmei
■took of horses are admired
Who eee them. The other da)
an amateur, called on him tr
t "aomethlng fast."
T said the stock farm owner
to an animal In the field
Sr, t) s mare that could trot
in t minutes, were It not for
M
r said the friend.
*T«a" continued Mr. S.. "she was 1
'I last spring, Is in good con
well, and Is a first rats
she could go a mile In !
It not for one thing.”
_ ts ttT" was the query.
*aCh**t mare." Insisted the owner, ”ti
to ssa-) way a good mare. I work her
thnaa or four days a week. She trots
fair and square, and yet there Is one
tbisgr that prevents her from going a
-acfiaja I minutes.”
•'What In the name of thunder Is It?”
tied the friend, Impatiently.
“WaR** replied the other, quietly.
*ha distance la too great for the time.4
Rheumatism in Utah.
JTelaca, Utah, May 2.—There Is a
great deal of Rheumatism In this and
Relghhorlag States, and this painful
iRiirirnffi has crippled many a strong
Sana and woman among an otherwise
healthy people.
SecMtnr, however, there has been
fatewdsead Into Utah a remedy for
Rheumatism which bids fair to stamp
-ant tfela awfully painful complaint. The
aame of this new remedy Is Dodd's
Kidney Pills, and It has already
-wrought some wonderful cures. Right
Sera In Frisco there Is a case of a Mr.
-Qrsca, who had Rheumatism so bad In
hia feet that he could hardly walk. He
tried many remedies In vain, but
JDaddre Kidney Pills cured him.
SR* wifo aays: “We both had Kidney
‘Ttwabla and my husband had the
Rheaasatlnui so bad that he could
RxnfSy walk. We used Dodd's Kidney
PHI* with much benefit. We have
tried many remedies, but nouo have
darn as so much good as Dodd's Kid
ney PUIa.”
Similar reports come from all over
th« Stats and it would seem as If
SHieouajatlsm hud at last been con*
qua tad.
/ Tha Aqb of Hurry.
“A Countess' hi the London Outlook;
"‘Thera ia no backwater to which this
bnpotuous tide of hurry has not pene
1 tratedj and If we try to find one where
to w« may He In a punt on pink cush
ions under a tree we are certain to be
made restless by the single long hoot
at a fussy steam launch or the short
Rouble an* of a tearing motor car, and
instead of lying still we Jump up and
cry. "Oh. wait for me and take me I
fm tn a fearful hurry to get there and
do Cl with you!” And when we ura
taken tn and have recovered our breath
and ara wall on our way there to do it,
w» remember to ask where we ara
Sfosrad for and what wa are going to
***** Masterson on ths Solitary Holdup
Naur York Press: ‘'When you read In
the paper, u« you do about once every
afar months, that one man has entered
a gambling house or a crowded saloon,
up the entire crowd and made hls
•scapa with the money, you are apl to
think that particular crowd must have
been a little below par in the matter of
courage," said Bat Masterson the other
day. **It secerns all the more evidence
ad cowardice that In such cases prob
ably bate the men held up are armed,
fn raattty they are no more cowardly
teas other men. The reason they sub
mit •» calmly Is that each In a crowd of
that sort la absolutely certain the eyes
at tha holdup in an are looking straight
bato hla In fact they certainly do up
P«sar that way, but that Is due to a little
optica) delusion.
‘ Of course. the highwayman wears a
mask and in almost every case this
mask Is made of dark cloth. Where
'vdas are out In the mask for eye* the
sfcba ahows light aghlnst the edges of
th* mask. I don’t understand why It
sfeoadd ha so, but It Is a fact that when
a. ia* la wearing one of those black
mastM Ms eyes seem to be staring
Mmight at any one who looks at th*
niiutt. No matter In what part of th*
roora you stand, or how much you
imova. the eyes back of the black mask
swttti soesa to be concentrated on you.
' ‘Yba artists know this trick, and they
icsa M h some of the mask pictures.
Probably you have seen a picture of
tvsaut sort and understand the thing bet
itmr ■than I can explain It. If you have
-arm looked at a ‘masked man with a
gun* picture you know the eyes and
^ She gun always seem to be on you.
That's the secret of the solitary holdup
wit me. When a man thinks the other
fellow ha* the drop on him he Is apt t»
bo mighty slow about drawing a gun
.and starting trouble.”
Tha mortal I) y In the state of New
Tork for February was the highest ever
fcaMrt. The Increase was due to pneu
monia, which caused one In seven of all
•deaths.
•OAKED IN COFFEE
Path Too Stiff to Bend Over.
I drank coffee 1 often had
-vffek baadaches, nervousness and bll
fantnen much of the time, but about
two yearn ago I went to visit a friend
and gat la the habit of drinking
Postum.
**I have never touched coffee since,
•and the result has been that I have
bee* actively cured of all my stomach
aad nervous troubles.
~My mother was just the same way.
"We all drink Postum now and have
never had any other coffee In the house
for taro years and we are all well.
“A neighbor of mine a great coffee
'drinker was troubled with pains In
her aide for years and was an invlid.
' 6b* waa not able to do her work and
■ could not even mend clothes or do any
- thing at ail where she would have to
bend forward. If she tried to do a
tittle hard work she would get such
(Wins that she would have to lip down
for the rest of the day.
*1 persuaded her at last to stop
-drtnklng coffee and try Postum Food
Coffee, and she did so and she has
aaed Postum ever since; the result has
• been that she can now do her work,
• earn alt for a whole'day and mend and
' can mv on the machine and she never
■ feeds the least bit of pain In her side;
ia fact ahe has got well and it shows
coffee waa the cause of the whole
.trouble.
“1 could also tell you about several
-other neighbors who have been cured
by quitting coffee and using Postum
In tta ptace.” Name given by Postum
Ca, Battle Creek. Mich.
f.ook In each pkg. for the famous
.stile book. “The Boad to WellvlUa.”
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I
They hesitated and consulted to
gether In a low tone; I saw my oppor
' tunlty to press their Indecision.
‘What excuse can you make and
what authority have you for halting an
officer of the king with dispatches to
the king? With M. Jerome de Greville
to stand between you and harm It was
dangerous enough; now It Is a matter
of hanging.”
"But M. de Greville Is not dead,” they
protested together, "we left him a few
i minutes since alive and well.” I seized
upon the vacillation manifest In their
voices and proceeded with confidence.
"Then how think you I came along
this road? Think you M. Jerome
would let me go so easily? You know
his temper too well. Does he change
his mind like a woman? I turned about
to take the nearer path, and see, his
blood Is not yet dry upon my sword.”
"We do not believe you. It Is some
trick.”
"If you will but move this way and
give me clear passage to Versailles, I
will go and say nothing. You can then
return and minister to your master."
“Nay, we'll hold the road an hour,
which gives him time to come up. An
hour gone and you may pursue your
Journey."
"Then, forsooth, one of you can make
his peace with God. I’ll shoot your
stoutest bully and try blades with the
other.”
I raised the pistol which had been
concealed unknown to Jerome, and to
say the truth it looked formidable
enough all a-glltter beneath the rising
moon, though I doubted much If I
could strike my mark.
As I started resolutely onward I
warned them; "Pull your nags off in
yonder level space, leave the left fork
free, or by the gods, you burly black
haired rascal, I'll take the first shot
at you, you make the fairest target.
Way (here, in the klng'/a name!"
As Is ever so with low-born churls,
and no gentleman to command, each
looked to the other for some act of
heroism, and each sought his own
safely
They stood their ground only an In
stant, then pulled aside as I had bidden
them. As soon as I passed them a
decent distance as If I had no fear, I
put spurs to my good steed, and,
breathing more freely than I had done
for many days, heard the merry pound
ing of his hoofs upon the open way to
my mission’s end.
CHAPTER XVin.
SERIGNY’S DEPARTURE.
The clocks were striking, one after
the other In monotonous Imitative
fashion, the hour of nine when I de
livered my horse to a sleepy groom at
the little tavern Just outside the Ver
sailles gate.
Serlgny was already In hts rooms.
Intent on some business, and opened
his door himself. There was no need
for concealing his gratification and the
Intense Impatience he felt to know re
sults, nor did he moke any attempt at
concealment. On the contrary, he was
us urgent as a school child. Everything
about him, packed In boxes and trav
eling bags, seemed prepared for In
stant Journey. Upon his table a few
disarranged papers were scattered be
side a leathern portfolio, through
which he had evcldently been looking
when I arrived. Without stopping to
replace any of the documents he has
tened me to a seat, and drawing his
chair close, commanded me to begin.
My coming had been so sudden I had
given no, consideration to the nature
of my report to Serlgny, and found
some difficulty In gathering Ideas to
gether In such shape they would be
understood. I had hardly begun my
statenjent when quick ste£s sounded
along the outer passage followed by
un almost Imperative knock on the
door. Jerome, I thought. So It was.
Jerome, bespattered and soiled from
his hard ride, a raw bruise across his
cheek, his clothing awry. He was pale
and determined, yet quiet withal.
I Instinctively rose and laid my hand
to my hilt. A glance reassured me.
His purpose, lying deeper, I could not
divine; it was plain though he brood
ed not that kind of quarrel. Nor do I
to this day know what he Intended
, when he first entered Serigny's room
that night.
“I rode after you in all haste. Cap
tain."
"Indeed you did," I mentally agreed.
“And met a fall, which, as you see,
I nas somewhat disfigured me,” and he
laughed, while I agreed with him
again.
Serlgny, being so Intent on the Im
portant transactions of the hour, ac
cepted his explanation without ques
tion. The welcome, though cordial,
was brief, Serlgny being a man of no
unnecessary words.
"Go on. Captain,” and I picked up
the broken thread of my narrative
where Jerome had Interrupted.
As I went on obediently, Jerome
would now and again supply some link
wherein my memory failed, or suggest
something I had left unsaid, until hav
ing so much the nimbler tongue he
1 took the telling out of my mouth en
tirely. I could not complain, for he de
tailed the various adventures far bet
ter than I, and gave me more of the
credit than I woyld have claimed for
myself. We had, by common consent,
forgotten our late strife, and becoming
much Interested I broke In upon a
glowing account of my heroism: j
“Hold, Jerome, by my faith. you
grow more garrulouB than a fish wife
of the barriers; tell but a plain,
straight tale, and leave off all that ro
mantic garniture of thine,” and thenco
I reclaimed my straggling story and
brought It to a conclusion. All this
while the dispatches for which we had
risked so much lay safe In my breast.
I rather hesitated to produce them,
dreading what the hot-headed fellow
might do to get a hold upon that which
peradventure would cause trouble to
| his lady love. I could not decline when
: Serlgny asked for them, but hauled out
both packets, one token from Yvard,
j the other from Broussard, casting
them upon the table. Jerome eyed
1 them so that I knew from the look his
late fury was not yet dead, and l
watched him in readiness for any move
he might make to repossess them.
He sat as unconcerned as if the
whole affair interested him no further,
now that the main object of his solici
tude was safe in the keeping of his su
perior. I misdoubted whether this
was not all a sham, and could hardly
believe him the same frenzied Jerome
who had pleaded so hard, and fought
so desperately for tills self , same
packet of Yyard's, which at this time
reposed within easy reach of his hand.
On< e he reached out and took it up
negligently, inspected the seals and
marks, .aeii replaced It. His examina
ion seemed one of mere idle curiosity.
>r would have so appeared had I not
mown that he was already perfectly
acquainted with every mark borne by
our charge. The eyes, half closed In
ireamy contemplation, spoke appar
ently of a man who has been relieved
of some grave responsibility and en
joys the relaxation, yet, for all of that,
he was listening most intently to what
Serigny and I wore talking of. Serigny
was now fondling the instruments
which were to be the restoration of hia
own and his brother’s influence. His
words were addresed to neither of us
in particular.
“Here is the seal of Spain. Celle
mare again, Egad! They are bold,
or must have great confidence in their
emissaries. Here, too, is Madame. Ah,
my clever little lady, you have outdone
your own cleverness at last. I fancy
even the king’s old love for his son’s
mother will not save you now. I
would I knew what was in them."
“We can easily see. and close them
snug again,” ventured Jerome, but
noting Serlgny's frown, he turned it
off with a laugh, “or so our friend
Madame would advise.”
"It thus became manifest he had not
abandoned his idea of intercepting
whatever might compromise Madame
de Chartrain.
Serigny continued: “These must be
placed before the king unopened by
any of us. Yes, it's a risk,” he caught
Jerome’s knotted brow of indecision,
"I grant you it is a risk, for I know not
what complications are here contained.
Iwl llmyself seek the king, and with
these am sure to gain his own ear.
Jerome all this while uttered no word,
flicking the mud splotches off his boots
and lifting an earnest look now and
anon to Sergigr.y.
My own pilnd was busy devising
means to foil any contemplated treach
ery upon his part, and wondering
wondering it was not my duty to
acquaint Serigny with the whole truth
of the matter. The test came when I
least expected it. When all our adven
tures had been detailed again and
again, his dozens of incisive ques
tions answered, our conversation jiat
urally drifted toward the future. My
mission in France completed, there was
nothing now but a return to the col
onies, and the uncertainties of a cam
paign which I no longer doubted was
imminent. Somehow the thought of a
great and glorious war did not appeal
to me so forcibly as such a prospect
would have done some few weeks
agone.
There was ever a shy little face, a
brave girlish figure which stood reso
lute and trembling before me in the
park, that Intruded between me and
the barbaric splendor of our western
wars. Nor did I raise a hand to brush
the vision aside. It toned down the
Innate savagery of man, softened the
stern, callous impulses of the soldier,
and all the currents of my being trick
led through quieter, sweeter channels
of life and love. Even the shame of it
made not the thought less sweet.
There was but a trifling period to
spare for such gentler musings, for
Serlgny, by a gesture, called attention
to his well packed luggage.
“See, I am ready. I only waited your
coming and report to put out at once
for le Dauphin. My people have al
rei\dy gone forward to arm and pro
vision her for the struggle. We must
be prompt. There Is much to lose In a
day. I myself will go on tomorrow
and have all In complete readiness for
the voyage, and, who knows for the
fighting on the other side. Now give
heed Placide—Captain de Mouret,” for
he was always particular to distin
guish the man from the soldier, and In
giving orders to address me by my
proper title. “The war has been de
cided upon; you will remain here and
watch developments"—he was pro- ;
ceedlng to acquaint me with w'hat was
expected of me. I knew not what he
might say, but felt Impelled to throw'
out silent warning, which even though
he understood it not, he was quick
enough to take. He paused and looked I
mo inquisitively In the face. I glanced
awkwardly from him to Jerome and
back again.
The thought then dominant was a
growing distrust for Jerome, and the
desire to have our movements secret.
I remembered Bienville’s words, “We
know not who to trust,” and being ig
norant of what orders Serigny meant
to give, or how much information they
wmuld convey to Jerome, deemed it
best to let all the occurrences of the
day come out. I could not forget the
lad’s gallantry, nor must I lose sight
of the fact that as affairs now were,
he might very well have gone over to
the other side for the sake of Madame:
things stranger than that took place
every day, and I had learned to be dis
creet. He might thus come into valu
able hints and afterward cast them in
to the scale against Bienville, for ev
ery means good or bad would be used
by them to save their own influence,
to uplift the Duke of Maine. If Bien
ville were Involved in the general ruin,
why, what mattered it to them?
While I remained hesitating for a
word, Jerome’s ready wit had already
comprehended my purpose. He took
the words from my lips. His counte
nance first flushed, then became hard
and fixed, compelling me for the time
into silence.
“Monsieur de Serigny, I perhaps can
speak you better our good Captain’s
mind. He mistrusts me—” .
"Tou?” burst out Serigny greatly
surprised. “Why you have ever been
our staunch and loyal friend. What is
this, Captain de Mouret, surely you
are above a young man’s Jealousy?"
Jerome gave me no time to explain.
"Softly, softly, sir. The captain has
good couse. Give me heed, my friends.
To you, M. de Serigny, I will say upon
my honor, which until this day was
never stained by thought or deed, I
will say,—this day I would have be
trayed you. Nay, do not look so
pained and unbelieving: all men are
but mortal, and passions stronger even
than duty, stronger than loyalty, yea,
stronger than honor itself, may tyran
nize over the best of us. I repeat, this
day would I gladly have betrayed you,
betrayed my friends to save—well it
boots not whom, but a woman. For
the woman I love may lose her liberty
If not her life when those accursed pa
pers reach the hands of the king. I
was mad, and at this mothent doubt
and fear myself. It is better not to
trust me with your plans; the captain
is right. Jerome de Grevllle never yet
deceived a friend, bwt for the love of
God, Messires, do not tempt him now,"
and he faced about with unsteady step
and started toward the door. Before
we could detain him he was gone, leav
I
ing serigny staring In the most unbe
lieving and bewildered fashion at me.”
"In God’s name, captain, what piece
of folly is this. Tell me all, for ofttimes
the success of the most careful plans
Is governed t>y just such undercurrents
as this, of man’s love or woman’s spite.
Go on, I listen.”
I explained briefly Madame's posi
tion, Serigny noddding his acquies
cence; it was an old tale to him, ex
cept he did not know Jerome's rela
tions with Madame. Of her domina
tion over the Duke of Maine he was
well aware. When my story was fully
done he pondered for a long while in
silence. His sorrow was deep and sin
sere.
’’Poor fellow; poor fellow; as noble a
lad as ever drew a sword, but in his
1 present frame of mind it is safer not to
trust him; he is capable of any act of
desperation. We will do our best to
protect his lady though. Where was I?
This matter has disturbed me—Oh,
yes. about to give your orders. You
see I am all ready to leave. I have but
waited your return. The war has been
decided on and the news needs only to
be given out. The king hesitates and
wavers; Chamillard is a mere reflec
tion of the royal whim. If we do not
attack the Spaniard he will attack us;
It Is simply a question of whether we
want the war at Biloxi or Havana.
For my part I would rather s*' Hav
ana in seige than Biloxi. This matter
can not be delayed.. A few' days
more at the most. These dis
patches may decide. With these
before the king he will no longer doubt
my brother, but will place the blame
where it most properly belongs—for in
the main, Louis is just. I would not
desire any greater pleasure than to see
the gibbet whereon these traitors of
the itching palms, these thieves who
sell their king for Spanish gold, will
take their last dance. Do you remain
here for as^many as six days, this room
is at your disposal. Be quiet and dis
creet; learn all and tell nothing. A
still tongue is the safest in these times.
The moment war is declared make all
speed for Dippe and wre will up anchor
and away.”
Serigny was as happy as a boy at ths
prospect of action; the atmosphere of
court ill agreed with his fiery temper.
This was the gist of our plan of oper
ations, and it was so arranged in de
tail.
In a few moments Serigny left me,
taking the packet with him, and I in
excess of caution followed him at a lit
tle distance, locking the door behind me
and keeping the key in my pocket. I
bore his tall figure well in sight until
he passed out into the unfrequented
halls into that portion of the palace
where the many shuttlecocks of for
tune congregated to laugh and talk and
plot and lie. Not long afater he came
back, sorely nettled and disappointed.
"It is done; the king has them in his
own hands; yet he does not talk; prem
ises nothing; is closeted with his min
isters; they must be of considerable
importance. It is all secure for us, for
I told him of my departure in the
morning to the colonies, and he as
sented. l judge, then, it is something
of a very delicate nature, touching the
royal honor of the king’s own blood.
Besides much is in cipher which it will
take time to read. Louis, you know,
would not admit, savb to those nearest
his throne, the possession of the secret
Spanish cipher.”
X lie lll&llL paoacu MY UlCiKUI CUIU UU*
certain enough. I must confess to a
great sinking of the heart when I saw
Serigny's carriage roll away in the gray
of the early morning, leaving me abso
lutely alone in my father's land of
France, where in the short space of
two weeks so much had transpired;
much to be ever remembered, much I
would have given worlds to forget.'
It must have been a most forlorn and
dejected looking creature that stood in
the great square that sunless morning,
peering into the mists which had ab
sorbed the carriage. The solitude of
vast untrodden forests breeds not that
vacant sense of desolation which we
children of nature feel in the crowded
haunts of men. Face after face, form
after form, voice after voice, yet not
one familiar countenance, not one re
membered tone, not the glance of a
kindly eye: all is new, all is strange, all
Is seeming enmity. The defection of
Jerome, my only comrade, was indeed a
cup of bitterness. I dreaded to meet
him, not knowing what tack he might
cut away on. Yet I could not blame
hint; it was more of pity I felt.
I recall with great delight some of
the minor occurrences of the next three
or four days. After Serigny's depart
ure, every afternoon at imminent risk
I would take horse to Sceaux, and pur
suing a by-way through the forests
and fields, through which a wood-cut
ter first led me, ride hard to catch a
glimpse of her who now occupied all
my thoughts. I wonder at this time
how I then held so firm by the duty of
returning to the colonies, when the very
thought of war and turmoil was so dis
tasteful to me. When I rode to Paris
and clothed myself once more In my
own proper garments, their friendly
folds gave me a new courage to meet
whatever fate might, send.
It may be pertinent to chronicle here,
what history has already recorded, the
result of placing those dispatches in
the king’s hands.
(Continued Next Week.)
FORCE OF HABIT.
How to Awaken Countrymen in the
Morning.
New Orleans Tlmes-Democrat: "I made
a little experiment the other morning
which shows how strong the force of habit
is," said the night barkeeper, "and I had
a world of fun out of it. and met a seri
ous business emergency at the same time.
The night before the reunion opened up
a great many strangers who had not made
arrangements In advance were forced to
lodge anywhere they could get foot room
for the night. I had probably a dozen
countrymen In my place. It was all right.
We didn't mind It at all. But when the
time rolled around to clean up, along
about the time that the east was getting
gray, I was confronted by a problem. All
the old fellows were asleep. They were
sleeping In chairs, on kegs and any other
old place they could And. I had to wake
them up in some way. I knew they were
all from the country, and having lived In
the country, I knew what would rouse
them. I am pretty good when It comes to
Imitating the Eounds of fowls of several
kinds. I can convince any countryman on
earth that daylight has come by flapping
my wings and crowing like a rooster.
That's exactly what I did. It was amus
ing to watch the old fellows stir, stretch
their limbs, rub their eyes, yawn, get up,
walk to the door, and look toward the
east. My experiment was a success, and
I have been crowing every morning since
that time, because flve or six of the old
fellows slept In my place every night
while the city was crowded. I never had
to crow but two or three times to wake
them up. Of course, I would conceal my
self so they couldn’t get on to the decep
tion, and one of the fellows actually com
plimented me on the faithfulness of my
rooster. ‘Durned f he don’t beat these
city clocks all hollow,’ he said to me while
I was mixing his morning’s toddy for
him.”
The entrance to the Mediterranean
sea at Gibraltar Is twelve miles wida.
FARUNA.
By Percival Rhodes.
(Copyright, 1904, by W. R. Hearst.)
As 1-iarry Waldon returned to the Para
matta club in Sydney the clerk handed
'him a letter. He took It mechanically and
retired to the smoking room, where he
threw himself Into a large leather covered
chair. He was a ruined man. He had
placed his last fifty pounds on Little To,
but the horse had fallen at the first hur
dle.
I Harry Waldon was the only son of the
millionaire shipbuilder, John Waldon, in
Glasgow. Leaving Eton, he went to Cam*
i bridge, where he only learned a passion
for sport and ran Into debt. Twenty-two
years old, he left the famous college for
home and told his father that he had
not the slightest Interest in becoming a
shipbuilder. Old John Waldon suggested
Jthat he take a trip to Australia, hoping
that the trip would awaken his interest in
.some kind of business. A few weeks in
Melbourne and Sydney were enough to
exhaust his very generous letter of credit
which his father had given him, and the
races had now swallowed up a draft
which had been cabled to him.
The letter In his hand was from his fa
ther. He had recognized his firm hand
writing at first glance. He opened the
envelope.
“My dear boy," wrote the old man. ‘'As
you asked me to, I cabled you money, but
as I am sure that you want the money
for gambling and not to invest in any
kind of business, I consider it my duty to
let you know that this is the last money
you will get from me. I have paid your
debts at Eton and Cambridge and find
they amounted to as much as the cost of
building a 900-ton steamer, and this Is un
doubtedly the most foolish thing I have
ever done. I hope that poverty will make
a man of you, and when you have shown
that you can earn an honest living with
out any assistance I shall be glad to
see you, but not before.
"Your Father."
So the end had come. He must now
light his own battles. He smiled grimly
at the thought, but he felt that his father
was right, and thought of him without
bitterness.
It was after midnight when he left the
club for a stroll along the water front.
The streets were empty, but on one of the
docks he happened to overhear a con
versation between a captain of a ship and
a policeman.
"Well, captain," said the policeman,
"your man has been arrested and it will
probably be a week before the judge will
turn him loose again."
"That puts me in a devil of a hole," the
captain replied, "I must leave In two
hours and have only two men on board.”
Waldon stepped over to the men.
"Are you the captain, sir?”
"I am—what about it?"
"You need a man."
"Yes, sir. Do you want the Job?"
"Yes, sir. Where are you bound for?”
•’Samoa."
"When do you sail?"
"In two hours."
"All right, I shall be with you In half
an hour," Waldon said and huuried back
to the club.
Two hours later the schooner Isabella
weighed anchor. Harry Waldon was on
board, with a capital of £5 In his pocket,
all he owned in the world. He left behind
him a debt of £754 and his name. On the
ship’s papers he appeared as Sam Riley.
Four years had passed. In front of a
cabin Old Tali wras busy cooking flsh,
while the pretty Faruma was working on
, ft mat close to her. "It is nearly sundown
and your husband has not yet returned.
The flsh is almost done. Do you know
where he is?
"Oh, yes," Faruma answered with a lit
tle sigh, "the big steamer came in this
morning, and he went down to speak to
white friends. Oh, Tali, you have met so
many people, do you believe that my
husband can still love me. I am always
afraid that some day the big steamer
will carry him away from me back to his
old home."
"My dear little Faruma, you know I do
not like the white men. They are false
and deceitful. They slew my husband be
cause he would not let them make love to
me and they also killed my son, your fa
ther. But, Faruma, your husband is not
as the others. I believe that he loves
you and will never leave you."
"Why do you believe that?"
"Because he left his home never to re
turn. He does not like his own people be
cause some one among them has caused
him great sorrow."
"Oh, Tali! You are so wise, do you
think that it was a man or a woman who
made him leave?"
Tali did not answer; she heard footsteps
coming nearer. It was Sam Riley, who
"(imp hank
The next morning Sam Riley again went
down to the beach. When he was alone
he took a paper from his pocket. He read
once more a paragraph In the personal
column. It ran thus:
"Harry Waldon left London on March
7, 1887, and was last seen In Sydney In
1SD0. Nothing has been heard of him
since. As his father has died, his sisters
are anxious to communicate with him. A
targe reward will be paid to any one who
will send his present address to the In
formation bureau "Light" In Melbourne,”
Harry Waldon was greatly excited. The
past which he had tried to forget had
again come back. His father dead. A
great fortune must be waiting for him.
He could have millions If he would re
turn. In his thoughts he saw the old
castle Rannock In Scotland Illuminated
In his honor; he heard the baying of
hounds and the trampling of horses.
But he would have to leave Samoa and
Faruma. Was the money worth such a
sacrifice. He loved Faruma and knew
that she loved him with all the fervor of
her great, honest, trusting heart. Why
should he make her unhappy.
He rested his head In both hands and
then dropped .ie paper. Then a soft
hand touched his, he looked around and
saw Faruma.
“Why are you sad, my beloved? Has
the big boat brought you bad news?”
“Yes, Faruma, my father Is dead.”
"Why did you not tell me last night? Is
not your Joy my Joy and your sorrow
mine? Will you turn back to that great
country across the sea? Your father has
left you much gold and you will be a
great man among the white people."
"Yes, Faruma. he has left me much
gold and land and many servants.”
Faruma's eyes filled with tears.
"Oh, I knew It would come. You will
go back on the next boat and you will
soon forget your Faruma."
"What would you think of me, Faruma,
if I did that?"
I "I would think that you were cruel as
the other white men, that I was not good
enough for you and that you were too
handsome and great for a little dark girl
! tike me, but I would not think so very
! long."
I She pointed toward the water and
whispered:
■ "The sea is close by and the sharks
ire hungry and their teeth are sharp.”
Harry Waldon looked at her and looked
into her sad, childlike face beaming with
love. He put hts arm around her waist
snd kissed her red lips.
, “No, Faruma,” he said. "I shall never
jo back to the white men’s country."
I An hour later he sat In his cabin writ
ing a letter to "Light” Melbourne,
i "Harry Waldon died In 1S90, tvhen he
eft Sydney.”
I And his hand never trembled as he
tigned the letter: "Sam Riley.”
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