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poor Bcfaredder bo*. Captain Plum.
Hy tb* way"—fa* stopped a moment
to trip* tb* water and mud from bis
far*—* tfar** day* after they eovwrad
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there, the older took gearedder'a wife'
Kb* was too pretty tor a faeb-rmai* "
H* stur’ed an tut baited suddenly
* ttt uplifted taftc No U>:.$-r eouid
they hear the baying of the dugs
"They"'** rtr**ck tfa* cr« *k!“ said
Men. Utsssr
After an :t.**rral of t> -ve tfaor*
can* a lose mournful boat.
Twd- trued or ft. th* water, that's !
what th* bowling morn* How Crocbe
and hl» desils are howling non !”
A ear** was mingled with Neils
breath as b* forced his way through
the hog Twenty rods farther on they '
• sac to a slime covered bit of water
oa which was floating a dugout ca
no* Immense relief replaced tb*
anxiety .u Nathaniel s face as be
ctuabed tnto it At that moment he
was willing to figbt a hundred men
for Manon • sake, but snakes and bags
and bloodhounds were entirely outside
his pal* of argument and be exhibited
n* r in b 'ravine this fact to
• > in pan ion For a quarter of a
n. N- ■ rc«-d ti.- dugout through
wa'-: viscid * ::h s.imt and rotted
•ubrt> before the clearer channel
ot "t. reek v as reached. As they
-4 the si- am constantly be
. • ■ • per and more navigable until
it tc gan to show signs of a cur
rent at . a .".tie iater. and* r the pow
• • • .- Nell's paddle the ca
t eh • fr m b- tween the dense
r- nto ti • • ;-*o lake. A mile |
. Nathaniel d. — m-d the point of
* • ' h-">nd which the Typhoon was
hidden H« : nted out the location ;
<■! tt.-« .-..:t to h;s companion
' Y- arc sure there a small boat
”■ a ' .tic ; you on the point?” asked '
Nell
Y- since early morning ”
X«-n was absorb* 3 in thought for
s'%* titrj- - 1 ■ drove tic canoe I
- jii fj. . grass that grew
thick aloar -tie edge o. the shore.
"iiow would it be if 1 landed you
or tit*- j -t and met you tonight at
• t.i ' i,e a-ked suddenly. "It
• ■ .- • in- at:- r we get Marion
• 1 >".r ip I \ ill rot return to
. .and again, arid it is quite neces
• '.hat 1 run d »c the coast for a
• e of tali'—for—” H did not
:■ -a [.- reason, but added: “i can
• - distance in this rice j
•'•re is no dang* r of being seen, i
1 • • •. might lie off the point yonder |
at d i would join you early this eve-j
Bil* “
Ti at would be a better plan if we
:r ■-p..'. ••said Nathaniel, whose j
rain betrayed the reluctance with
a a - as>. : •< 3 to the project. He
!... i g: - sed -ar*wd’y at Neil's mo
' v 1 it possible that we may have
■ i ' r • ;:.g lady passenger?” he
a-'k J bantering !y.
Tic re v as no answering humor to
this in Neil ;- eyes.
1 v. i. mu: he said quietly.
"We -on-" <:.i la lined Nathaniel.
My ship—
licipo- it e ] am speaking of
•"*t.t.i Art.nr Croche’s house is
a heart • town and guarded
by dogs. I doubt if she would go.
•n> • a> She has always en like a
ter to Marion and m2 and she
- t believe—something—as
wc do I hate to leave her."
i" ..a old me about her
mi <t her.” ventured Nathaniel. "He
'i.a- . ... day Winnsome will be
a que< n "
'! k:.- v h< r mother.” replied Neil,
.s • ..... he had rot heard Na
s 1 words He looked frank
•nti the :i..-r s race. ”1 worshipped
ter!”
"Ob-fc-fc!“ j
r “oni a c itance he hastened.
She war as pure as Winnsome is
m “ Litt i? W inn looks like her.
.■■■•me day she will he as beautiful.”
“She is beautiful now.”
”Hut she ir- a mere child. Why, It
se. •: r nly a year ago that I was to
• ::n u.t-r ab< at on my shoulders' And
' George, that was a year before
• r. other died! She is sixteen
now."
Nathaniel laughed softly.
T -morrow -he will be making love,
• il. and before you know it she will
! • marre d and have a family of her
v i. 1 tell you she Is a woman—and
v u :.r> not a fool you will take her
away with Marion."
V. :th a ; owerful stroke of his pad
.. N* i! hr ght the canoe la to the
shore.
There!” he whispered. “You have
only to cross this point to reach your
boat.' He stretched out his long arm
•iBd in the silence the two shook
hands. "If you should happen to
think of a way—that we might get
Yv.nnsome—” he added, coloring.
The sudden grip of his companion's
flng-rg made him flinch.
’ We mustl” said Nathaniel.
He climbed ashore and watched Neil
-r ”11 be had disappeared in the wild
rice Th n he turned into the woods
He looked at his watch and saw that
if was only 2 o'clock. He was con
scious of no fatigue; he was not con
scious of hunger. To him the whole
world had suddenly opened wfth glo
rious promise and In the etili depths
of the forest he felt like singing out
his rejoicing. He had never stopped
to ask himself what might be the end
of this passion that had overwhelmed
him; he lived only in the present, in
the knowledge that Marlon was not
a wife, and that It was he whom fate
had chosen for her deliverance. He
reasoned nothing beyond the sweet
eyes that had called upon him, that
had burned their gratitude, their hope
and their despair upon his soul; noth
ing beyond the thought that she would
soon be free from the mysterious in
fluence of the Mormon king and that
for days and nights after that she
would be on the same ship with him.
He had emptied the pockets of the
coat he had given Neil and now he
brought forth the old letter which
11 ■ -idiuh had rescued from the sands.
He read it over and over again as he
s;t: for a few moments in the cool of
the forest and there was no trouble
::i his face now. It was from a girl.
He had known that girl, years ago. as
Neil knew Winnsome; in years of
wandering ne had almost forgotten
tier—until this letter came. It had
brought many memories back to him
with shocking clearness. The old folk
were still in the little home under the
hill; they received his letters; they
received the money he sent them each
month—but they wanted him. The
girl wrote w ith merciless candor. He
had been away four years and it was
time for him to return. She told him
why. She wrote what they, in their
loving fear of inflicting pain, wouid
never have dared to say. At the end.
in a postscript, she had asked for his
congratulations on her approaching
marriage
To Nathaniel this letter had been
a torment. He saw the truth as he
had never seen it before—that his
place was back there in Vermont,
with his father and mother; and that
there was something unpleasant in
thmking of the girl as belonging to
another. But now matters had
changed. The letter was a hope and
inspiration to him and he smoothed
it out with tender care. What a refuge
that little home among the Vermont
hills would make for Marion! He
trembled at the thought and his heart
sang with the promise of it as he went
his way again through the thick
growth of the woods.
It was half an hour before he came
out upon the beach. Eagerly he
scanned the sea. The Typhoon was
m where in s;ght and for an instarl
the gladness that- had been in his
heart gave place to a chilling fear But
the direction of the wind reassured
him. Casey had probably moved be
yond the jutting promontory, that
swung in the form of a cart wheel
from the base of the point, that he
might have sea room in case o. some
thing worse than a stiff breeze. But
where was the small boat* With
every step adding to his anxiety Na
thaniel hurried along the narrow rim
of beach He went to the very tip
of the point which reached out like
the white forefinger of a lady's hand
into the sea; he passed the spot where
he Lad lam concealed the preceding
day. his breath came faster and fast
er. he ran, and called softly, and al
last halted in the arch of the eari
wheel with the fear full-flaming in his
breast. Over all those miles of ses
there was no sign of the sloop. Fron?
end to < ad of the point there was nc
boat. What did it mean? Breathless
ly he tor; Lis way through the strip
of fores: on the promontory until aii
Lake Michigan to the south lay before
i::s eves. The Typhoon was gone!
Was it possible that Casey had ubr.n
coned hope o: Nathaniel's return and
was air- udy lying off St. James with
slotted gun? The thought sent a
shiver of despair through him. He
passed to the opposite side of the
pioinr and followed it foot by foot, but
tli-re was no sign of life, no distant
flash of white that might have been
the canvas of the sioop Typhoon.
There was only one thing for him
to do—wait So he went to his hiding
place ol the day before and watched
the sea with straining eves. An hour
passed and his still aching vision saw
no sign of sail; two hours—and the
sun was falling in a blinding glare
over the Wisconsin wilderness. At
last he sprang to his feet with a hope
less cry and stood for a few moments
undecided. Should he wait until night
with the hope of attracting the atten
tion of Nei; and joining him in his
canoe or should he hasten in the di
rection of St. James? Ir. the darkness
he might miss Neil, unless he kept
up a constant shouting, which would
probably bring the Mormons down
upon him; if he went to St. James
there was a possibility of reaching
Casey. He still had faith in Obadiah
and he was sure that the old man
would help him to reach his ship; he
might even assist him in his. scheme
of getting Marion from the island.
(TO KE CONTINUED.)
Didn’t Like Course Dinners.
A colored woman, native of the
south, had been working for a flat
dwelling family of moderate means in
the East end. but resigned recently
to accept a place bringing higher
wages with a wealthy family who
lived in a large house on Euclid
heights and have their dinner served
in courses every night just as If there
was company.
This colored woman had been
brought up to put everything on the
table at once, with the exception pos
sibly of the dessert, and did not take
kindly to the course system.
A few days ago her former mis
tress met her on the street and In
quired how she liked her new place.
"Oh. not ve'y well,” she replied. “1
don't like this hyah way of su'vtn'
things in cou’ses. The’s too much
shiftin' o' the dishes fo' the fewness o’
the vittles.”
Matter of Pirnciple.
“Is he lazy?”
“I would hardly say that. You’ve
heard the expression: “Unseemly
haste?”
“Why, certainly.”
"Well, all haste looks that way to
him.”
Stop Her Talking.
Mrs. Crimsonbeak—This paper says
that a frog cannot breathe with its
mouth open.
Mr. Crimsonbeak—1 wish to gracious
a woman was built that way!—Yon
kers Statesman
PRINCESS
XENIA
TO WEAR
e< HAPPY
CROWN”
-—-V
OME.—'There will be no
alliance between his Impe
rial highness the duke of
the \bruz2i and M.ss Kath
arine Eikins cl Amer
ica."
Thi- 5s the snri-officlal
announcement doubtless in
spired from the court of
Victor Exnmanu 1 III., king
of Italy. Qu<en Helena
makes no secret o: her sat
is taction at the outcome of this re
markable romance between the daugh
ter of the late West Virginia miliion
aire and Vnited States senator and the
man who is first cousin to the king,
and who might ascend the throne
should death take away his brothers
and the tittle sens c.f the rcyal fam
ily. And as for the Bourbon Duchess
d'Aosta, sister-in-law of the duke, she
is unfeignedlv delighted. From the
first she utterly opposed the marriage
of a prince of the biood royal and a
"vulgar American commoner," as she
was pleased to dub the beautiful and
exceedingly rich young American
girl.
So once, at least, romance Is dead.
Why? Did not the ardent young
lovers plight eternal troth* Of course
no one but they really knows, yet the
report that they did was more than
mere rumor. The story has it that
the King of Italy was willing to give
his consent. If this was true he gave
way before the united opposition of
the ladies of the royal family. It has
been said that the duke ar.d Miss Elk
ins vowed that if they could not wed
each other, they would never wed any
one else. There was at least a sub
stantial basis of truth in these reports,
but just how far the romance went and
Just what killed it the world will preb- j
abiy never know.
Affections Transferred.
And so the duke of the Abruzzi went
away to seek solace in the wilds of Af
rica. Report has it that the wound in
his heart has healed and that formal
announcement of his engagement to
the dashing, handsome, hot-headed
Princess Xenia, daughter of the ruler
of little Montenegro, who last Aug
ust proclaimed himself king over his
300.000 subjects, may be expected,
writes a correspondent of the.New
York World. Though the king's in
come is not a fifth of that so long en
joyed by Senator Elkins, he is of royal
blood. His daughter, according to
foreign etiquette, is therefore quite
the duke's equal and fit to be the wife
of the man who might some day be
king.
Not that the beautiful Xenia is not
well bred and of exquisite charm and
grace. Her highness had the advan
tage of a bringing-up at the Russian
court, where they do things differently
from the somewhat primitive court at
("ettinje. Her father, who uas ruled
since I860, lives little differently from
the fierce and uncouth men who are
his subjects.
To begin with. Princess Xenia is
best known in Europe as' one of the
few living women who have jilted a
king. It was King Alexander of Servia
whom she jilted, away back in 1S99.
when he came a-courting to the minia
. ture court of the then Prince Nicholas
of Montenegro, now self-proctairned
king,
“Impossible!" Cried Princess.
As it always is With royalty, the
marriage had been arranged by the
families in question. Whether or not
I the Princess Xenia would like Alexan
der. whom she had never seen, did not
concern them; the piquant and self
willed daughter of the ruler, she was
not even consulted.
Alexander had already scoured the
courts of Europe for a mate. Russia
and Austria had told him that no Ser
vians need apply. Finally he got
down as far as Montenegro, and Nicho
las. eager for more influence in the
Balkans, gladly gave his consent for
his daughter Xenia. The poor princess,
barely IS then, was told to make ready
to meet her future lord and master.
In he shambled, grinning, blinking
through his h-=-avy glasses, knock
kneed. and most unarractive. The
princess gave him one glance and
shuddered.
“Mon Dieu!" she cried in French,
“mais vous etes impossible!” or in po
lite English, she frankly toid Alexan
; der that he was impossible. It was
•he cry of an innocent, unspoiled young
girl. The prince was not at all re
buffed. and attempted to mumble some
protest that perhaps fatigue and ner
vousness had overcome her royal high
ness.
*
Xenia gasped once more. And then
she fied from the room. The royal
romance had died before it was born.
Alexander married Mine Dr&ga Mas
chin, and a few years later both were
assassinated by the king's officers in
the royal palace at Belgrade.
Put the fame of the Princess Xenia's
spirit and wondrous classic beauty
had gone abroad in Europe, and many
a peer and nobleman came a-eourting.
Prince George of Greece was eager
to marry Eeaia. but she w-ould hare
none o? him. The Grand Duke Mi
chael, brother of the czar of Russia,
was another aspirant for her hand, but
he got the mitten, too. At 29 today
she would have Abruzzi.
Proud of Daughters' Stations.
There are five living daughters of
King Nicholas, and three of them
hare made matches far in advance of
anything their own Montenegro might
afford, as tne king himself bosted not
ior.g ago to a questioning Britisher at
Cettinje.
"It's too bad." remarked the English
man. who was a man of great impor
tance, "that Montenegro offers such a
poor field for exporttion."
“On the contrary," answered the
king with spirit, "we have here the
most beautiful articles for exporta
tion !"
"And what are they, your majesty?”
queried his guest.
“Why, my own daughters." answered
Nicholas with a hearty laugh. "Prin
cess Helena is queen of Italy. Princess
Militxa married the Grand Duke Peter
of Russia. Princess Zorga, had she
IhTd. would have been queen of Ser
via. Princess Annastasia is now Grand
Duchess Nicholas, and Princess Anna
is Princess Francis Joseph of Ratten
b- rg. Now you must admit'that I have
placed my articles of exportation very
favorably on the foreign mark ts."
It is only too true, and it is chief
ly due to Princess Helena, now the
wife of Italy's King, that this newest
royal match is about to be made. And
also to the promise of an aged sooth
sayer in whom Xenia believes implicit
ly. It is a weird story.
Soothsayer's Warning.
No people of all Europe are so super
stitious as those of Montenegro. And
Princess Xenia feels the same as her
father’s uneducated peasantry, she
is said to believe in signs and talis
mans and fortune telling, which, after
all. is not astonishing when one con
siders that she was brought up in the
court of the czar, who is much addict
ed to consultation with priestly sooth
sayers. if the report is true. Super- ti
tion has been In the "avic blood too
long to be eradicaKu in one genera
tion.
“The Crown of Happiness"—such
is the gift she has reason to believe
the duke of the Abruzzi is holding out
to her. She heard the w ords even be
fore she was called to meet Alexander
and ever since then she has been ex
pecting their fruition. There was an
aged soothsayer who toiled about the
Montenegrin mountains with his wife
and daughter, telling their futures to
I the simple folk who dwell on the rocky
slopes of the tiny kingdom.
I Nicholas heard of this wonderful
man years ago and bade him come to
the palace.
"I shall not come!" was his curt an
swer to Nicholas' messenger.
"Shall we fetch him by force, your
royal highness?” asked the retainers.
"Oh. no. let him alone in his tent!”
laughed the prince, dismissing the mat
ter.
Foretold the Future.
But Princess Xenia had heard of this
strange old man and she resolved to
set k him out. She found him in his
tent on a mountainside, where his wife
and daughter, his tent bearers always,
had pitched it. A fire burned in front
to shut out the chili airs of the moun
| tain.
"Will you tell my fortune, sir?"
asked the princess, laying a goodly
piece of sliver on his outstretched
palm.
"Certainly my lady." said the old
| man. taking her pink and white hand
in his.
"I Fee a crown, a royal crown,” he
said, "no, two crowns!”
"I see two royal crowns.” he went
on. "One is fatal and bloodstained,
the other leads to happiness and pow
er. I am hesitating for I do not know
i w-hieh of the two you should accept—
j the first or the second.”
On the following day the strolling
soothsayer made bold to visit the pal
! ace at Cettinje and demanded that he
! see the Princess Xenia. The aston
ished flunkey at the gate would have
barred the old man. but he was so in
sistent that the news of his visit was
conveyed to the princess.
"Admit him at once,” ordered Xenia.
“I have come,” said the soothsayer,
slowly and solemnly, “to warn you to
refuse the first crown offered to you,
no matter what it may be, because that
crown will fall with blood.”
Prophecy Proved True.
The warning was not forgotten Soon
afterward Xenia refused King Alexan
der and his crown lid fall in the blood
iest royal slaughter of modem times.
I !ragging his queen down to death with
, him and setting up another dynasty.
"He was right, as I knew he would
he,” declared the princess when word
of Alexander's assassination came to
i Cettinje. And her father, who had
been angered at her refusal of a
hrone. perforce had to agree with ter.
Xenia, of course, had more abiding
faith than ever in the soothsayer's
strange words.
i "I will take the second royal crown
when it is offered me," she said, calm
j !y enough. “It w ill be thb crown of
happiness, as the old man said, and
that is what I most desire in this
world!"
But the years sp <1 on and no crown
was offered. The Icvely Xenia passed
twenty-five years and twenty-six and
twenty-seven. Her next birthday, April
10, will be her thirtieth. The people
of Montenegro think that it is high
time their princess should find herself
a husband. So does Queen Helena of
Italy, her elder sister, who has already
tried several matches for her, only to
be met with the curt "Not until I can
convince myself that the crown offered
to me is the 'Happy Crown!’”
KNOWN AS “SAILOR'S BIBLE"
Nautical Almanac Well Named. Con
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Marine Worid.
If one asks the ordinary man in the
! street, "What is the 'Nautical Al
; manac?’ ” or "Where is the 'Nautical
i Almanac' office?" in all likelihood no
reply will be forthcoming. Little
knowledge exists in his mind regard
ing the one or the other, and yet it
is not too much to say that the "Nau
tical Almanac” is one of the most im
portant publications of the day, and
one of the very essentials of astronomy
and navigation alike.
This all-important British govern
ment Blue Book—of close on seven
hundred pages—Is known the world
over as the Sailor’s Bible and Ocean
Guide. Although it is not a book
to be seen on railway bookstalls or
in lending libraries, and is rarely met
with in the collection of the average
household, yet it is so essential a part
of a nautical outfit that a ship, whether
stately liner, majestic battleship or
ocean tramp, would as soon think of !
sailing to sea without her compass as
without the precious volume. The ex- •
plorer, too, over the desert sands or ■
trackless ice, must have his “X. A.” j
with him. and would rather part with
food and stores than with its sacred
pages. Many well-known travelers
; hare publicly declared their indebted- j
ness to it. Dr. Xansen, before setTing
j out on his adventurous journey north
; wards, paid a visit to the “Xautical ;
j Almanac” office tnd was supplied j
• with advance proofs to aid him in his
calculations, and after his polar expe
dition he stated that for some consid
erable time during his lengthy stay In
the far north the only book to which
he had access was a volume of the
work in question.
The great African traveler. Dr. Liv
ingstone. was once obliged to reduce
his library to the Bible and the '‘Xau
tical Almanac,” and M. du Challlu and
the late Captain Speke were placed in
a similar position upon various occa
sions. The work, too, of surveyors and
boundary commissioners on the Afri
can continent and elsewhere is de
pendent on the figures tabulated in its
pages. The "Nautical Almanac.”
moreover, finds its way into all the
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and ever-increasing army of amateur
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guide, philosopher and friend. It has
thus contributed mere, perhaps, than
any other work to the practical de
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and navigation, and in its modem and'
improved form continues to be the
honored vade mecum of the present
day astronomer, explorer and naviga
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