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BY CEOROt RRR SCUTCHEON
Copyright. 1906. by Dodd. Mead Company.
PROLOGUE.
.An irae British lord and hi
beautiful bat petulant lady; the
Hon. Penelope Drake, youngest
nd most cherished sister of his
lordship; Randolph Shaw, a
handsome and athletic young
American, and a French count
are the leading characters in
this amusing and highly enter
taining romance by McCutcheon,
the prince of American story
tellers. It captures the interest
from the very first paragraph,
and there is not a dull line in it
from start to finish.
CHAPTER I.
In Which a Young Man Trespatset.
TTlE'S Just an Infernal dude, your
IJ lordship, and I'll throw him
II In the river if he says a word
too much."
-He has already said too much,
Tompkins, confound hltu, don't you
know.'
"Then I'm to throw him In whether
he says anything or not, sir?"
"Have you seen him?"
"So, your lordship, but James has.
James says he wears a red coat and"
"Never mind. Tompkins. He has no
right to fish on this side of that log.
The Insufferable ass may own the land
on the opposite side, but, confound his
impertinence, I own It on this side."
This concluding assertion of the usu
ally placid but now Irate Lord Bazcl
hurst was not quite as momentous as
it sounded. As a matter of fact, the
title to the land was vested entirely
In his young American wife, his sole
possession, according to report, being
a title much less substantial but a
great deal more picturesque than the
large, much handled piece of paper
down in the safety deposit vault lying
tlose and crumpled among a million
sordid, homely little slips called cou
pons. It requires no great stretch of imagi
nation to understand that Lord Bazel-
burst had an undesirable neighbor.
That neighbor was young Mr. Shaw
Randolph Shaw, heir to the Randolph
fortune. It may be fair to state that
Mr. Shaw also considered himself to
be possessed of an odious neighbor.
In other words, although neither had
seen the other, there was a feud be
tween the owners of the two estates
that had all the earmarks of an ancient
romance.
Lady Bazelhurst was the daughter
of a New York millionaire. She was
young, beautiful and arrogant. Nature
gave her youth and beauty. Marriage
gave her the remaining quality. Was
she not Lady Bazelhurst? What odds
if Lord Bazelhurst happened to be a
middle aged, addlepated ass? So much
the better. Bazelhurst castle and the
Bazelhurst estates (heavily encumber
ed before her father came to the res
cue) were among the oldest and most
coveted in the English market. Her
mother noted, with unctuous Joy, that
the present Lady Bazelhurst in baby
hood had extreme difficulty in master
ing the eighth letter of the alphabet,
certainly a most flattering sign of
natal superiority, notwithstanding the
fact that her father was plain old John
Banks (deceased), formerly of Jersey
City, more latterly of Wall street and
St Thomas'.
Bazelhurst was a great catch, but
Banks was a good name to conjure
with, so he capitulated with n willing
ness that snvored somewhat of sus
pended animation, so fenrful was lie
that he might do something to dis
turb the dream before it came true.
That was two years ago. With ex
quisite irony Lady Bazelhurst decided
to have a country place In America.
ITer agents discovered n glorious sec
tion of woodland In the Adlrondacks
teeming with trout streams, game
haunts, unparalleled scenery. Her
ladyship instructed them to buy with
out delay. It was Just here thnt young
Mr. Shaw came Into prominence.
nis grandfather had left him a for
tune, and he was looking almut for
ways in which to spend n jxirtlon of
It College, travel and society having
palled on hlin. he hied himself Into
the big hills west of Lnko Chnmphitn.
searching for boniity. solitude and life
ts he Imagined It should lie lived, lie
found and bought 500 acres of the
most beautiful bit of wilderness In the
mount:! Ids.
The same streams coursed through
bis hills and dales that ran through
those of Lady Bnzelhur'st, the only dis
tinction being that his portion was the
more desirable. When her ladyship's
agents came leisurely up to close their
deal they discovered thnt Mr. Shaw
had snatched up this choice ."00 ncrcs
of the original tract Intended for their
client At lenst n thousand acres were
left for the young ludy. but she was
petulaut enough to covet nil of It.
Overtures were made to Mr. Shaw,
but he would not sell. He was pre
paring to erect a handsome country
place, and he did not wnnt to alter his
plans. Courteously at first, then
somewhat scathingly, he declined to
discuss the proposition with her
agents. After two mouths of pres
sure of the most tiresome persistency
he lost his temper and sent a message
to his inquisitors that suddenly termi
nated all negotiations. Afterward
when he learned that their client wus
a lady he wrote a conditional note of
apology, but if he expected a resxmse
he was disappointed. A year went by.
and now with the beginning of this
narrative two newly completed coun
try homes glowered at each other
from separate hillsides, one envious
and spiteful, the other defiant and a
bit satirical.
Bazelhurst Villa looks across the val
ley and sees Shaw's cottage command
ing the most, beautiful view In the
hills; the very eaves of his ladyship's
house seem to have wrinkled Into a
constant scowl of annoyance. Shaw's
long, low cottage seems to smile back
With tantalizing security, serene In its
more lofty altitude, in Its more gor
geous raiment of nature. The brooks
laugh with the glitter of trout, the
trees chuckle with the flight of birds,
the hillsides frolic In their abundance
of game, but the acres are growling
like dogs of war. "Love thy neighbor
as thyself" is not printed on the boards
that line the borders of the two estates.
In bold black letters the signboards
laconically say: "No trespassing on
these grounds. Keep off!"
"Yes, I fancy you'd better put him
off the place If ho conies down hr-r
again to fish, Tompkins," said his lord
ship. In conclusion. Then he touched
whip to his horse and bobbed off
through the shady lane in a most pain
fully upright fashion, his thin legs
sticking straight out. his breath com
ing In agonized llttlo Jerks with eneh
succeeding return of his person to the
saddle.
"By Jove, Evelyn, it's most annoying
about that confounded Shaw chap," he
remarked to his wife as he mounted
the broad steps leading to the gallery
half an hour later, walking with the
primness which suggests pain. Lady
Bazelhurst looked up from her book,
her fine aristocratic young face cloud
ing with ready belligerence.
"What has ho done, Cecil dear?"
"Been Ashing on our property again,
that's all. Tompkins says he laughed
at him when he told him to get off. I
say, do yon know, I think I'll have to
adopt rough methods with that chap
Hang it all, what right has be to catch
our flshr
"Oh. how I hate that man!" ex
claimed her ladyship petulantly.
"But I've given Thompson final In
structions." "And what are they?"
"To throw him in the river next
time."
"Oh. if he only could!" rapturously.
"Could? My dear, Tompkins Is an
American. He can handle these chaps
in their own way. At any rate, I told
Tompkins if his nerve failed him at the
last minute to come and notify me. I'll
attend to this confounded popinjay!"
"Good for you, Cecil!" called out an
other young woman from the broad
hammock In which she had been daw
dling with half alert ears through the
foregoing conversation. "Spoken like
a truo Briton. What Is this popinjay
like?"
"Hullo, sister! Hang it all, what's he
like? He's like an ass, that's all. I've
never seen him. but if I'm ever called
upon to but you don't care to listen to
details. You remember the big log that
lies out in the river up at the bend?
Well, it marks the property line. One
half of its stump belongs to the Shaw
man, the other half to in to us, Eve
lyn. He shan't fish below that log no,
sir!" Ills lordship glared fiercely
through his monocle in the direction of
the faraway log, his watery blue eyes
blinking as malevolently as possible,
his long, aristocratic nose wrinkling at
Its bnse in fine disdain. Ills five feet
four of mature quivered with Illy sub
dued emotion, but whether it was rage
or the sudden recollection of the dog
trot through the woods it is beyond me
to suggest.
"But suppose our fish venture into
his waters, Cecil. What then? Isn't
that trespass?" demanded the rion.
Penelope prnke. vnunsest nnd most
cherished sister of his lordship.
"Now. don't be silly. Pen." cried her
1 sister-in-law.
"Of course we can't reg
ulate the fish."
"But I dare sny his fish will come
below the log. so what's the odds?"
raid his lordship quickly. "A trout's
I lawless brute at best",
"Is he big?" asked the Hon. Penelope
lazily.
"They vary, my dear girl."
"I mean Mr. Shaw."
'Oh, I thought you meant the but
I don't know. What difference does
thnt make? Big or little, ho has to
stay off tny grounds." Wns It a look of
pride that his tall young wife bestowed
upon hlin as he drew himself proudly
erect, or wns It akin to pity? At any
rate, her gay young Amerlcnn bend
wns Inches above his own when she
arose and suggested thnt they go In
side nnd prepare for the housing of
the guests who were to come over
from the evening train.
"The drng has gone over to the sta
tion, Cecil, and It should be here by
7 o'clock."
"Confound his Impudence, I'll show
him," grumbled his lordship as he fol
lowed her, stiff legged, toward the
door.
"What's up, Cecil, with your legs?"
called his ister. "Are you gettiug
old?" This suggestion always irritat
ed him.
"Old? SUly question. You know
how old I am. No: It's that beastly
American horse. Evelyn. I told you
they have uo decent horses In this
beastly country. They Jiggle the life
ut of one" but he was obliged to
unbend himself perceptibly In order to
keep pace with her as she hurried
through the door.
The Hon. Penelope allowed her In
dolent gaze to follow them.' A per
plexed pucker finally developed ou her
fair brow and her thought was almost
expressed aloud: "By Jove, I wonder
if she really loves him." Penelope
was very pretty and very bright She
was visiting America for the first
time, and she was learning rapidly.
"Cecil's a good sort, you know, even"
but she was loyal enough to send her
thoughts Into other channels.,
Nightfall brouglrt half n dozen guests
to Bazelhurst Villa. They were fash
ionable to the point where ennui Is the
chief characteristic, and they came
only for bridge and sleep. There was
a duke among them and also a French
count, besides the bored New Yorkers;
they wanted brandy and soda as soon
as they got Into the house, and they
went to bed early ' because It wns so
much easier to sleep lying down than
sitting up.
All were :p by noon the next day,
more bored than ever, fondly praying
that nothing might happen before bed
time. The duke was making desultory
love to Mrs. De Peyton and Mrs. De
Peyton wns lending him aimlessly to
ward the shadier and more secluded
nooks In the pnrk surrounding t lie
villa. Penelope, fresh and full of the
purpose of life, was off alone for a
long stroll. By this means she avoided
the attentions of the duke, who want
ed to marry her; those of the count,
who nlso said he wanted to marry her.
but couldn't beenuse bis wife would
not consent: those of one New Yorker,
who liked her because she was Eng
lish, and the pallid chatter of the wom
en who bored her with their conjugal
cyid-risms.
"What the deuce Is this coming down
the road?" queried the duke, returning
from the secluded nook at luncheon
time.
"Some one has been hurt," exclaim
ed his companion. Others were looking
down the leafy road from the gallery
"By Jove. It's Penelope, don't you
know!" ejaculated the duke, dropping
bis monocle nnd blinding his eye us if
to rest it for the time being.
"But she's not hurt. She's helping
to support one of those men."
"Hey!" shouted his lordship from
the gallery as Penelope nnd two dilapi
dated male companions abruptly start
ed to cut across the pnrk In the dlreC'
tton of the stables. "What's up?"
Penelope waved her hand aimlessly,
but did not change her course. Where
upon the entire house party sallied
forth In more or less trepidation to In
tercept the strange party.
"Who are these men?" demanded
Lady Bazelhurst' as they came up to
the fast breathing young Englishwo
man. "Don't bother me. please. We must
get him to bed at once. He'll have
pneumonia." replied Penelope.
Both men were dripping wet. and
the one in the middle limped painfully,
"Who ars you?" domar.dad his lordihip,
probably because both eyes were swol
len tight and his nose was bleeding.
Penelope's face was beaming with ex
lltcment nnd interest.
"Who are you?" demanded his lord
ship, planting himself In front of the
shivering twalu.
"Tompkins." murmured the blind one
feebly, tears starting from the blue
slits nnd rolling down his clicks.
"Jnmes, sir," answered the other,
touching his damp forelock.
"Are they drunk?" asked Mrs. De
Peyton, with fresh enthusiasm.
"No. they nre not, poor fellows,"
cried Penelope. "They hnve taken
nothing but water."
"By Jove! Deuced clever, that,"
drawled the duke. "Eh?" to the New
Yorker.
"Deuced." from the Knickerbocker.
"Well, well! What's It all about?"
demanded Bazelhurst.
"Mr. Shaw, sir." said Jnmes.
"Good Lord! Couldn't yon rescue
him?" la horror.
"He rescued us, sir," mumbled
Tompkins.
"You mean"
"He throwed us la and then had to
jump in and pull us out, sir. Heggin'
your pardon, sir. but dash him!"
"Aud you didn't throw him In after
all? By Jove! Extraordinary!"
"Do you mean to tell us that he
threw you great hulking creatures
Into the river? Single handed?" cried
Lady Bazelhurst, aghast
"lie did, Evelyn," Inserted Penelopo.
"I met them coming home, and poor
Tompkins was out of his senses. 1
don't know how It happened, but"
"It was this way, your ladyship,"
put in James, the groom. "Tompkins
aud me could see hlin from the point
there, sir, a-tlshln' below the log. So
we says to each other 'Come on,' and
up we went to where he was 11 flshln'.
Tompkins, beln' the game warden, says
he to hlin, 'III, there!' He was plainly
ou our property, sir, a tlshiu' from a
boat for bass, sir. 'Hello, boys!' says
be back to us. 'Get off our land,' says
Tompkins. 'I am.' says he; 'It's water
out here where I am.' Then"
You're wrong," broke In Tompkins.
"He said 'It's wet out here where I
am.' "
"You're right. It was wet. Theu
Tompkins called hlin a vile name, your
lordship shall I repeat It, sir?"
"No, no!" cried four feminine voices.
"Yes, do," muttered the duke.
"He didn't wait after that, sir. He
rowed to shore In a flash and landed
on our land. 'What do you mean by
that?' he said, madllke. 'My orders is
to put you off this property,' says
Tompkins, 'or to throw you In tho riv
er. 'Who gave these orders?' nsked
Mr. Shaw. 'Lord Bazelhurst, sir,
dash you' bog pardon, sir; It slipped
out. 'And who the devil Is Iird Ba
zeltburstr said he. 'Hurst.' said
Tompkins. 'He owns tills ground.
Can't you see the mottoes on the trees!
No Trespnssln'?' lint Mr. Shaw said.
'Well, why don't you throw me In the
river?' He kinder smiled when he said
It. 'I will,' says Tompkins and made
a rush for hlin. I don't just remember
why I started in to help Tompkins, but
I did. Somehow, sir, Mr. Shaw got"
"Don't call him Mr. Shaw. Just
Shaw; he's no gentleman," exploded
Lord Bazelhurst
"But he told us both to call him
'Mister, sir, as long ns we lived. I
kinder got In the habit of It, your lord
ship, up there. That is, that's what he
told us after he got through with us.
Well, anyhow, he got the start of ns,
an' there's Tompkins' eyes, sir. an'
look at my ear. Then he pitched us
both In the river."
"Good Lord!" gasped the duke.
"Dloble!" sputtered the count.
"Splendid!" cried Tenelope. her eyes
sparkling.
"Hang It all. Pen. don't Interrupt
the count!" snorted Bazelhurst for
want of something better to say and
perhaps hoping that Deveaux might
say In French what could not be ut
tered In English.
"Don't sny It in French, count," said
little Miss Folsom. "It deserves Eng
lish." "Go on, James!" sternly, from Lady
Bazelhurst.
"Well, neither of us can swim, your
ladyship, an' we'd a' drowned If Mr.
If Shaw hadn't jumped In himself an'
pulled us out. As It was, sir, Tomp
kins was unconscious,. We rolled him
on a log. sir, an" got a keg of water
out of him. Then Mr. er Shaw told
us to go 'oine and get in bed. sir."
"He sent a message to you, sir," add
ed Tompkln-. shivering mightily.
"Well. I'll hnve one for him. never
fear." said his lordship, glancing about
brnvely. "I won't permit any man to
nssnult my servants nnd brutally mal
treat them. No. slr;'he shall hear from
me or my attorney."
"He told us to tell you, sir. that If he
ever caught anybody from this place
on his land he'd serve him worse than
he did us." said Tompkins.
"He says. 'I don't want no Ruzel
hursts on my place,'" added James In
finality.
"Go to bed. both of you!" ronred his
lordship.
"Very good, sir." In unison.
"They can get to tcd without your
help, I dare say. Pen," added his lord
ship caustically as she started away
with them. Peneloo blushed, and ono
party went to luncheon, while the oth
er went to bed.
"I should like to see this terrible
Mr. Shnw." observed Penelope nt ta
ble. "He's a sort of Jack the Giant
Killer. I fancy."
"He Is the sort one has to meet In
Amerlcn." lamented her ladyship.
"Oh, I say now," expostulated the
New York young man wryly.
"I don't mean In good society," she
corrected, with unconscious Irony.
"Oh," said he, very much relieved.
"He's a demmed end." said his lord
ship conclusively.
"Because he chucked your men Into
the river?' asked Peneloe sweetly.
"She's dooced pretty, eh?" whispered
the duke to Mrs. IK Peyton without
taking Ids eyes from his young coun
trywoman's face.
"Who?" asked Mrs. De Peyton.
Then ho relinquished his gaze and
turned his monocle blankly upon the
Amerlcnn beside him.
"I shall send him a warning thnt
he'll have to resjiect, end or no cad,"
said Bazelhurst, absently spreading
butter upon his fingers Instead of tho
roll.
"Send him a warning?" asked his
quoenly wife. "Aren't you going to
see him jHTsonally? You can't trust
the servants It seems."
"My dear, I can't afford to lose my
temper nnd engage in a row with thnt
bounder, nnd there's no end of trouble
I might get Into"
"I shall see him myself If you
won't" said her Indyshlp firmly There
was frigid silence at the table for a
full minute, relieved ouly when his
lordship's monocle dropped Into the
glass of water he wns trying to con
vey to his lips. He thought best to
treat the subject lightly, so he laugh
ed In his most jovial way.
"You'd better take a mackintosh
with you, my dear," he said. "Ile
member what he told Tompkins and
James."
"He will not throw me Into tho riv
er. It might be different If you went
Therefore I think"-
"Throw me In, would he?" and Ba
lelhurst laughed loudly. "I'm no
groom, my dear. You forget that It
Is possible for Mr. Shaw to be soused."
"He wns good enough to souse him
self this morning." volunteered Pene
lope. "I rather like him."
"By Jove, Cecil! You're not afraid
1 to meet him. are you?" asked the
Lord
Bazolhurit Rode Forth
Lochinvar.
duke, with tantalizing coolness. "You
know, If you nre I'll go over and talk
to the fellow."
"Afraid? Now, hang It all, Bnrmln
ster. that's ruther a shabby thing to
suggest You forget India.
"I'm trying to. Demmed miserable
time I had out there. But this fellow
fights. That's more than the beastly
natives did when we were out there,
Marching Isn't fighting, you know."
"Confound It! You forget the
tlme"-
"Mon Dleu! Are we to compare tm
nindu harem wis le American feest
slugger?" cried the count with a wry
face.
"What's thatf demanded two noble
men In one voice. The count apolo
gized for his English.
"No one but a coward would permit
this dlsagreeuble Shaw creature to run
affairs In such a high handed way,
said her ladyship. "Of course Cecil Is
not a coward."
"Tuauk you, my dear. Never fear.
Indies and gentlemen. I shall atteud
to this person. He won't soon forget
what I havo to say to him," promised
Lord Bazelhurst. mentally estimating
the numlsr of brandies and soda It
would require In preparation.
"This afternoon 7' asked his wife,
with cruel Insistence.
"Yes. Evelyn, If I can find him."
And so It was that shortly after 4.
j'clock Lord Bazelhurst unattended nt
his own request, milo forth like a
Lochinvar. his steed hendetl bravely
toward Shaw's domain, his back fac
ing his own home with a military In
llfference that won applause from tho
lssembled lionse party.
"I'll face him alone," ho had snld a
trifle thickly for somo unknown rea
ion when the duko offered to accom
pany him. It nlso might have been
aotltvd as he cantered down the drive
that his legs did not stick out so stlllly,
ior did his person bob so exactlngly as
n previous but peaceful expeditions.
In fact, he seemed a bit limp. But
lis face was set determinedly for the
border line nnd Shaw.
(To Me Continued.)
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Local News
From Friday's Dally.
Kelly Ilhoden and V. L. Scott
motored up from Murray last
evening and spent a few hours in
tin city. I fct
I.. F. Maker ami wife returned
this morning to their litmus at
Murray. Iowa, after a isit here
witli Will Maker and family.
Frank l.orenz of Sheldon,. Iowa,
who is traveling for the. Oliver
Typewriter company, came in this
morning ami will isi-l his broth
ers here for a few days.
There couldn't he a much bet
ter melodrama of the kind nor a
much belter performance thaa
"The Arab." at the Parmele
theater one night only, Weilnes
lav, October 2.
Post master Henry Schneider is
wearing his hand bandgageil up
is a result of removing a wart
from the hand, which had become
quite More ami required the serv
ices of a physician.
Philip II. Tritsoh ami wife, re
siding west of this city, are happy
over the arrival at their home this
morning of a tint' new daughter,
and it is the wish of the Journal
that she may grow up to he a
comfort and joy to her parents.
Henry (i. Meisinger was a
visitor in the city today.lookinir
after some business mailers.
From Saturday's Pally.
Julius A. Pilz was a passenger
this morning for Omaha, where
he visited for I he day.
Adam FornolT of near Cedar
Creek was in the city today look
ing after business mallei's.
Frank Slander of Louisville
came down tins morning and
looked after some business mat
ters. Aiiam Kall'enhei'ger of Cedar
Creek was a visitor in the city to
day, looking after business mat
ters. C. M. Sevhei t of Louisville was
in the city for a short time this
morning, returning home on the
Schuyler.
George KalTenberger was a pas
senger on No. 2 last evening1
for Malvern, Iowa, where he will
visit friends.
Judge Travis returned last
evening from Papillion, where he
has been holding a session of the
district court.
V. F. Gillespie, the Mynard
grain man, was in the city last
evening en route home from Oma
ha, and visited friends hero for
a while.
A household remedy in America
for 25 years Dr. Thomas' Eclec
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scald's, bruises. 25c nnd 50c. At
all drug stores.
Don't use harsh physics. The
reaction weakens the bowels,
leads to chronic constipation. Get
Doan's Uegulets. They operate
easily. 25c at all stores.
Hives, eczema, itch or salt
rheum sets you crazy. Can't bear
the touch of your clothing. Doan's
Ointment is fine for skin itching.
All druggists sell it, 50c a box.
"The Arab," a slory of romance
ami sal ere, that holds much, that
is interesting ami thoughtful. See
it nt the l'arinele theater one
night only, Wednesday, October 2.
Misses F.dilh ami Kdna Kroehl
er of Ilavelock arrived this morn
ing and will visit, their grami
1'iolher, Mrs. George Weidman,
for a short time.
V. N. Minforil of F.lmwood was
in the cily today making arrange
ments for the funeral of his
father, E. J. Minford, at Eight
Mile Grove cemetery Monday
morning.
Can't look well, eat well, or feel
well with impure blood. Keep the
blood pure with Munlock Wood
Hitlers. Eat simply, lake exercise,
keep clean, ami good health is
pretty sure In follow. $1.00 a
bottle.
A. A. and W. S. Wetenknmp of
the vicinity of Mynard departed
over the M. P. Wednesday morn
ing for Lincoln to altend the fun
eral of their cousin, Mrs. Fred 0.
Meach of that city. Mrs. Bench
was a daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
Conrad Wetenkamp of Eagle.
Uncle Peter Keil Improving.
I'ncle I'eler Keil, who was in
jured a few months ago in a run
away, has been quite sick of late,
ami although able to he out at
this time, still sutlers a great
ileal nt times. lie is well ad
vanced in years and the injuries
received in the runaway were
quite a shock to him.
Judge Archer III.
Judge Archer, the dean of the
Cass county bar, is conllneil at his
home threatened with an attack
of miliaria, ft is to be hoped that
the judge may escape this sick
ness and soon be able to resume
his dul ies in his court.
J
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