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CHAPTER XI.—(Ccntirjej.)
“Tad can b»t I shut off and skinned
«' «f there in a jiffy: I'd Wtt in a
•uid s*«at ail tb* *h*.le The rat ket ]
aay n-ndin* ra»—.f nad sounded as j
ktj4 mm the Trump of Dnon; I rouMn l i
to sate my neck understand bo*
lUaefc fail'd to hear it. even if he
• ere at the other end of the island
•*d tune bark ind exterminate tee
Hu I br»t It on the d -ad jump
The farm hou*e *as m tny way.
however, and I pulled up there to
reconnoitre There was a found of
lafres out front, aud I went in me I
hack way—the premises telng empty I
- and snooped to the front windows
xnd eavesdropped To that instant I'd
had never a th< ght that yon tntg^t
he mils* up in the mesa, hut I reccg
ailed your volte, and overheard Just
enough to open my eyes to 'he eorf
ph xity at the sHuaCbn
1 didn't linger long enough to hear
touch, mj position being somewhat
d» -rate—from mure than one point oi
*1 *■ Ho 1 sneaked out by the rear
and laid for you on the path to
the beach Then that shower came
ap and I lost touch with the path Uy l
the time l*d re-found it and traced my
way bock to the (arm-house, you were
rnoe I s-t sail in pursuit, but by the
■■me I sighted the deserted village,
you were invisible, and Blacksteck
* by this time I knew his right name*
superintending the planting of
I'owef grelig nothing of you I con
•!uded—and hoped—you'd sloped for
the boat, and dodged round after you
Thaae shots stopped tne right by the
boat an he teach. I aaw you coming
and : . .
“I've talked myself hoarse—(or
once in my life Never dreamed I'd
have each a taste of Heaven . . .!"
t onal » as about to speak when Ap-•
pleyard Mopped him with a lilted
bind. "Look." he said, with a wide
ge»turw. “and if you're superstitious at
all—that is to say. human—bug com
fort to year hi art For my part I’m
grdcr to take tbts for aa omen You
nvay yin. e y ourself-"
Overborne by the Irtsh'eg easterly
atnd whtrh hl< a down the Sound as
through a f unnel, the (<g was rolling
t— k like a scroll. The tittle man
laughed ( Wily Haven't we a on out
ts light and freedom, while tar It
there''—he lndl<a‘ed the looming
I- *dland hi tern that shut off No
Mu's latad frets their vision—"still
tley walk s darkness, bound upon
th< wheel of thetr own naughtiness*"
WwM." conceded t oast a little du
t 'vusly "Hut on 'he other hand .j
here's (his wind brewing Doesn't '
»* smell Uke an easier to you*"
Appteyard in.(fed contemptuously
"it do. It sanr do." he admitted
Ur'S have a bit ot a blow by night
tail, certainly *
"And that means tronble. do-sol !
nr
“Why**
"Me cause 1. for one. aa go>ng back .
ts No Man's Land tonight And the ■
mar* wind, the tougher the yob ot
aorkiac tack . . *
Appteyard grimaced his disgust.
“Wbh's afraid?" be demanded, trucu
lent “A pessimist." be misquoted
with a large If inconclusive air of
philosophical contemplation, “is a Id
les who has to live with optimists ‘
Sat only that, bat you make me
lined."
CHAPTER XII.
Within another hour (and the more !
nsg na* mill youngi the Krbo rode at
astter la Quirk'* Hide oo the i-Cf* ot I
(he navigable channel. rear the Na
)4tv<aa ahwe. about raid nay of tbe
piuatr betaeea Vineyard Sound and
Ituuarti Hay. and utthie ten mio
ate* at the Die her anchor splashed
ever her bon*. Mr Appleyard. hi*
plans toraratsted and rcnununicaled
to Mr CoaM. na* aicsily asleep m
the cabin -enjoying a rent snick
Coast, tor all tus ova weariness of
body aid Dial could not begrudge
hint
Pie ala hours the younger mar.
stood a lonely natch, companioned
«al> by the narlaacholy voice of the
hen booy oJ the sooUtern entrance,
a tucad. the most forlorn and dreary
la** l to man wu< fa came fitfully to
lus ram* la tbe oci.asb.Tial lulling ot
the otad
As su bHis aotiadod Appleyard
hopped oa deck yanking and rubbing
has eye* sot with a light la tbe tat
ior. as soon as be permitted them to
springiness in kts
testified to tbe re
( _ i of bl* slumbers.
"Moody*' ho chirruped "Nothing
star mi ug tamed up. eh*~
-Not a thing said Coast.
-flood enough Don't lock for era
111 evening Whea d this lull ret loT*
(Vast Informed km "That's all
rt/t-t e* (a » ih tteir plans; they d
radu r make a landing in the dark.
anyway."
"What difference would that
make—?“
“Not muck: only the fewer boats
touching at No Man's Land, the less
attention attracted. 1 s'pose you
know there's a lile saving station on
Gay Head? Sure; and part of its tob
is to k>ep a list of everything that
passes by. from a rowboat to a coast
wise liner.”
"Of course; hut -look here. Apple
yard " Coast paused, doubt tinting
his tone.
"Sir. to you?"
There's one thing been troubling
u:e It seems to me we're taking a
lot for granted. Of course, to begin
with. I was only too keen to believe
■he worst of B'ackstock. But. serious
ly. what warrant have you for bellev
ng h-'s mixi d up w ith this smuggling
game?"
Appleyard rubbed his ncse reflec
tivelv. "Wel l." he drawled, grinning.
I haven't got any sure-’nough good
excuse. I 2dmit. I just know it’s so.
Thnfs all."
"But—”
"What's Biackstock sticking out
there for' Not because he likes it.
you can bet; not solely because tie's
afraid of getting caught—for be set
tled on No Man's Land before Dun
waves and tile softly modulated toll
ing of the distant buoy, presently
dozed off; nor did he wake until Ap
pleyard shook his shoulder several
hours later.
He started up in some perturbation
—with that singular flutter of the
heart that men sometimes waken tc
face a crucial hour.
"Well—?" he asked, half dazed.
"Time,” returned Appleyard coolly.
"They're just about to stand in round
Lone Rock. Come on deck."
His small head and narrow shoul
ders were momentarily silhouetted
I against a violet-shaded square of sky
that filled the companion opening,
then disappeared. Coast, realizing
trom the twilight within and without
that the hour was late, followed with
' xpedition.
“What's o'clock?" he asked as he
stepped on deck.
“About seven Take the wheel.”!
Appleyard dropped lightly into the
engine-pit as Coast obediently moved
to the stern and grasped the spokes.
His first glance was comprehensive,
summing up the situation in a single
cast; he was now fully awake and
very alert.
With a muffled cough the motor be
gan to throb and drum. The Echo
gathered way. Coast swung her gent
ly to starboard as Appleyard. throt
tling the speed to half, climbed out !
and dropped the hatch.
"Right.” the little man approved.
"Now hold her steady for Pasque, not
too far up channel, and stand ready to
put her about when I give the word." ■
“Aye. ave.” said Coast intelligently.
He pondered a while as the boat j
forged sturdily up against the seas.
"Suppose," he said abruptly, “this
isn't the right boat?"
Appleyard grunted unpleasantly.
"It's got to be." he affirmed with con
viction. "What else could it be? . !
“Doesn’t It Smell Like an Easter to You?”
das come through with his confes
sion: cot because he would be safer
in some corner of the world across
tne water—”
i told you his wife said—"
She said precisely what he told
her Naturally. Probably believes it.
Rot!! ... The real reason is the
reason why he dropped his remit
tances to Dundas: because he’s broke,
aad down, and desperate—ready to
turn his hand to anything to earn a
dishonest dollar. And this job's Ideal
for bis purpose s." Appleyard wound
up triumphantly.
"Rut." Coast argued, “she has
money.
“Ho* do you know?"
At least, her aunt had. and It was
o go to her."
-ftut did It? I'll lay you a hand
,-oae wager that either she never got
tt or It wasn't much anyway and
Rlackstoek managed to run through
it with the customary racility or
scoundrels of his class. . .
Don't talk to me: I tell you. I know a
lot of things for certain that I don't
know for sure: and this is one of
em. . . . And now if you'll Just
kindly quit finding fault with my un
.mpeachable management of this »f
iair. and duck below and poun-'.
ear for a couple of hours, or uu... :
call you. you'll be In much better
shape for what's before you this
night."
Coast, soothed by the swash of
. . You'd make a shine gambler, ir
you want to know," he added, bustling
about busily.
Coast subsided, although he con
tinued to eye the oncoming boat with
unmitigated mistrust.
Appleyard, having cast off ail but
one of the stops securing the gaff to
the boom, first lighted and set out the
starboard lamp, which was of course
invisible to the approaching boat,
then lighted and placed the other ne
neath the seat.
"I got an eye-full of her with the
glasses as she came across the bay,"
he said, pausing beside Coast and bal
ancing himself lightly against the mo
tion of the boat. "She's a stepper all
right; a cabin cruiser about thirty
four over all with a good, stiff engine
in her—twenty-five H.-P.. I’d guess. She
moves when she moves;"
"That argues a erew of t-vn?” Coast
surmised.
"Just about—aside from our friend
the passenger. Mr. Handyside—who's
in such a sweat to get on his job that
he has to risk the passage In the
teeth of an easter.” said the little j
man. “You can bet your boots no
one else would run the chance—nor
he. unless it was on urgent business. ,
... Now go about and stand acros9
again, a bit further up the channel." I
he advised as the Echo drew under |
'he shadow of Pasque. "So-o: that's
it."
• TO BE CONTINUED.)
Jumbled Orator Was a Hit
Viedictorian Got Badly Mixed Up
But the Result Pleased His
Audience Immensely.
The trouble with the valedictorian
was that be had started orations on
three different subjects and aban
doned two. after committing them to
memory.
This may account for the fact that
ibe trouble ensued early in the en
gagement
The youth made a good getaway
and was covering the ground stead
j :!y when be suddenly switched.
“'Beyond the Alps lies Italy.'“ he
I cried as he took careful aim with bis
index finger at the gallery. “Such
were the Inspired words of Patrick
Henry as be fared the astonished gath
I t-rlng. and pointed to the throbbing lid
of the steaming kettle If he had
turned aside at the crucial moment,
if Hannibal had not braved the
minions of the English king, the pow
er and helpfulness of harnessed
steam might have been left for the
diSfcoverers of a future age But such
is the inexorable decree of fate. Han
nibal swept down upon the plains of
sunny Italy, the seeds of American
independence were deeply rooted, and
the steam engine was given to an
amazed world. If James Hannibal—I
should say Patrick Watt—I mean Li tv
erty Henry—had hesitated—or looked
back—the course of empire would
have remained unchecked and history
would have been rewritten!”
Then be sat down amid tremendous
applause.
Washington and Steuben at Valley Forge
ETWEEN one and two hundred thousand people every
year visit Valley Forge.
Everything possible has been done to attract them. On
the hills where Washington’s army suffered and bled there
are now beautifully kePt macadam roads and bridle paths
that meander through the trees.
By train, auto, bicycle, motorcycle and afoot the crowds come—
but always in the spring, summer or autumn.
When snow falls fresh marvels of beauty are revealed. But
few, save the fox hunters, ever see them.
In many places the views do not differ greatly from those of that
memorable winter, 1777-78, when Washington and his men fought
against cold and starvation. An army of ragamuffins, many of the
troops even Without shoes, poorly and insufficiently nourished, it was
almost a miracle that any of those patriots survived.
☆ ☆☆☆☆☆☆
True Patronymic Not
Washington, Is
Claim Made
One Story of the Origin of the Name
by Which Father of His Country
Was Known
☆ ☆☆☆☆☆☆
THE real name of the hrst
president of the I'nited
States was not Washing
ton. Hts baptismal name
was George, and he was
born February 22 in the
year 1732. The old colony of Vir
ginia was his birthplace, but the true
name of his male ancestors was not
Washington. This may seem a sweep
ing statement in the light of generally
accepted history, but careful research
has established beyond doubt that the
ancient founder of the family from
which came the Father of our Coun
try was named William de Hertburn.
The key to this apparent paradox lies
in the fact that. In common with many
noblemen and monarcbs of Europe,
the first president possessed an estate
name and a real, or family name, the
latter being known as the patronymic,
or paternal name.
The first Washingtons were or
French, not English, origin, and were
numbered among the powerful knights
of the northern portion of France.
When the duke of Normandy con
ceived the ambition of becoming king
of England he called to his aid the
Catholics of France, and among those
who responded to his appeal was an
ancestor of George Washington. The
duke gathered his soldiers about him
and announced that by right and
promise he deserved and intended to
be the new king of England. His spir
ited address had the desired efTect
and the knights and their vassals
thronged to the standard until there
was soon gathered under the leader
ship of William, duke of Normany,
the greatest army France had ever
mustered, ready for the field and
thirsting for the glories of conquest.
Among the many banners thrown to
the breeze appeared the shield of the
multi-great-grandfather of our own
George Washington. His name was
William de Hertburn. The 60.000 fol
lowers of the duke set sail in 3.000 j
vessels of war for the English coast
and landed without opposition, be
cause of the English King Harold's
conflict with the Norwegians in an
other part of his Invaded domains. On
October 14. 10G6, the rival armies met,
and on the field of Hastings took
place one of the most terrific battles
in the history of England. William of
Normandy was the victor, and King
Harold, with tens of thousands of
his English, was among the slain. The
victorious French marched to London,
and on Christmas day they pro
claimed their dashing leader "William
I, conqueror and king of England.”
King William, like all his French
knights, loved the French ideas of
government, church and home, and in
fused into the old English national
and domestic life all the customs of
his native land. Even the English lan
guage, which William never could
learn, was gradually set aside, and
among the loyal French knights who
assisted the conqueror in enforcing Ms
reforms was the distant kin of George
I Washington. This early ancestor of
hi
our first president was numbered
among the intimates or the king, and
was one of the leaders of the French
conquest.
In apportioning the estates of the
Saxons to his followers the conqueror
bestowed on William de Hertburn the j
extensive estate known as Wessyng
ton. and entitled him to heraldic de- '
nomination of his choice. Historic |
records show him as one of the favor- |
ite knights of the king.
As a further demonstration of the
importance of the De Hertburns. or
"Wessyngtons,” history furnished the
information that the estate in question .
was under the command of the bishop
of Durham, and situated in a locality ;
exposed to the attack of the Scots of ;
northern England. On this border i
there was constant warfare, and the
king naturally selected the bravest
and most warlike of his adherents to
hold lands in the disputed district.
For nine years this country between
Durham and York was laid waste, and
for ten years it was practically a
desert, no man having the courage to
attempt cultivation of the blasted
fields or inhabit the ruined towns.
One hundred thousand people died
In this debatable strip of land, and
there, where active hostilities ever
reigned, the De Hertburns, or Wes
syngtons. were stationed. This rec
ord of the great family is absolutely
authentic in every detail, having been
proved by minute research and per
sonal visits to the locality where its
members were lords of the soil—a
task which embraced fifteen years of
heraldic investigation.
Later the estate known as Wes
ayngton was spelled and entered of
ficially as Wesstngton. the proprietors
assuming the same name. Then It
was recorded as Washington, and a
natural change of the owner’s name
in accordance with that of his land
followed. The proprietors became
known as William. John, Lawrence.
Robert and Nicholas De Washington.
Finally the heraldic shields and
French prefix of "De" was dropped,
and the modern spelling of W-a-s-h
i-n-g-t-o-n prevailed.
The Washingtons were very prom
inent In the military as well as the
civic phases of English life. In the
days of Henry the VIII., when that
monarch was in conflict with the pope
of Rome, Lawrence Washington sided
with the king, and the tatter con
fiscated the monas'ertes, convents
and churches of the Homan Catholic
church, giving to this Washington the
Sulgrave estate, where for over a cen
tury the Washington family ruled su
preme. A decline in their fortunes
then appears to have taken place, tor
in 1620. the year the Pilgrims set
sail for America, the Washingtons
were practically driven from the Sul
grave estate to take up residence at
Brighton with minor manors and hold,
ings. The loss of hundreds of acres
of rich meadows and harvest fields
was in a measure counteracted by the
marriage of a Sir William Washing
ton to a sister of George Vllliars.
Duke o' Buckingham. This union
brought about new alliances and af
filiations which made Washingtons
possible in America, and ultimately
led to the rearing of George Wash
ington to be the military leader or the
colonies and eventually our hrst chief
executive.
Fable Worth Pondering Over.
Good Mr. Wallapus stood at tha
window Sunday afternoon idly watch
ing the bad little boys playing base
ball on a vacant lot. "The Sabbath
breaking little wretches." he said.
"They ought to be arrested, every one
of them. There should be a rigid or
dinance against this desecration of tha
Sabbath.” Then he rang for the chauf
feur. "Jim.” he said, "get out the car
and we'll take a little spin. It's a
beautiful day and I'm tired of staying
in tha house." Thla table teaebaa
HEART REPAIRED WITH WIRE
How Six Feet of Golden Thread
Coiled in a Man’s Aorta Made It
Strong Again.
Philadelphia.—With the walls of his
I heart reinforced by a coil of wire
; through which electricity passes, just
! a;t it follows an electric-light wire,
J' hn Braden rests at the University
h pital, and expects to resume his
ur.al routine in life in a few weks.
• he heart is the pump which keeps
al! (he machinery of the human body
in motion. It has valves just as all
other pumps have, and when an engi
i neer finds a valve leaking in a pump
j under his care he stops the engine
j and introduces a new valve if the de
fective one is beyond repair. The
| main valve in the heart of John Bra
i den leaked. All through the day he
i was disturbed by its unnatural noise,
j and at night it kept him awake.
Finally the pressure became so very
j severe and the peril to his life so im
’ mediately grave that he was removed
j to the University hospital, where Dr.
I
Coil of Gold Wire Inserted in Heart’s
Aorta.
I Charles H. Frazier essayed the deli
j cate task of tightening up the valve
! of his heart and reinforcing the entire
I structure.
Examination disclosed the fact that
i the aorta was about to rupture. This
; would inevitably have resulted in
i death.
Dr. Frazier opened the aorta as
near to the heart as possible and
deftly inserted a hollow needle which
had been electrically insulated.
Through this needle Dr. Frazier push
ed and arranged in evenly distributed
coils more than six feet of solid gold
wire. This thread of wire was guided
bv the surgeon through the pulsing
blood vessel by the sense of touch ;
alone, and it was built up in the
aorta, at the point of its weakest dila
tion. just as a weakened building wall
would be strengthened at its most
perilous point. Thus the heart was
bound round, on the inside, with a
: coil of strong but fine wire, caught
' and held in place by the surgeon’s
trained fingers. Then the problem of
preventing hemorhage arose.
Coagulation of the blood was the
| ?rcat, the vital end sought. It was
I decided to employ electricity to obtain
; this purpose. Coagulation takes place
at both ends of the galvanic current—
I that at the positive pole being small,
black and hard, and that the the nega
tive being larger, softer and of yel
| lowish color. It happens that the !
blood is the very best agency in the !
body for the conducting of electricity, i
and when, as in this case, both poles
are inside the sac and near to each
other, a mild current of electricity
will cause vigorous electrolysis. In
applying the current to Braden a j
rheostat was used to control the flow
and to prevent shock when it should i
be cut off.
Thus by coagulation the reinforce
ment of the heart was accomplished
over the gold wire framework and
nature is building a new wall within j
the valve, stopping all leakage and
giving John Braden a new lease of
life.
—
CAT FOSTERS STRANGE BABES
Mother Pussy, Having Lost All but
One of Her Babies, Adopts Three
Squirrels.
Knoxville. Tenn.—A squirrel is about
the last thing one would expect a cat
to adopt. Yet a motherly, gray pussy,
having lost all but one of her own ba
bies, took charge of three gray squir- ;
rels in their stead, and brought them |
up as carefully and tenderly as she did j
her own remaining kitten.
They played about her. with one an
other and with the kitten as uncon- |
A Happy Family.
cernedlv as though they had never had
any other mother.
This happy little family was kept 1
on exhibition in a show-window in
l.awrenceburg, Tenn., for a long time
-—indeed, until they were so well
grown that they needed no further
care.
PATIENT’S HEAD AS PAYMENT
- i
Oklahoma Doctor Waited Twenty-Five
Years and Now Wants Settlement
According to Contract.
Xliddlesborro. Ky.—Representatives ;
of Dr. Blair of Apache. Okla.. were
traveling through the mountains of
eastern Kentucky recently to Whites
burg, where they will claim the head
from the body of Smith Fouch, prom
ised 25 years ago as payment for Dr.
Blair's services In saving Pouch’s life.
Fouch was shot in the eye. Dr. Blair
performed a hazardous operation, and
discovered, he says, that Fouch was
able to perform normal functions
with a bullet in a lobe of his brain.
After Fouch’-s recovery he said he
could not pay the doctor, but offered
to will the doctor his head. The doc
tor accepted, and when Fouch died
two days ago he left a note asking
that Dr. Blair be reminded of the
hequest.
Fouch’s kinsmen say they will per
mit decapitation of the body. Dr.
Blair wants to prove Fouch lived 25
years with a btfllet in his brain.
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SOATMAN HAD HIS OWN IDEAS
i Absence of Expected “Tip” Brought
Out Excellent Sample of Real
Irish Wit.
A good story of Irish repartee has
been published concerning John
Bright. He was always ready for sal
mon fishing, and on several occasions
went to Ireland with Mr. George Pea
i body, the American philanthropist.
I One day Mr. Bright, noticing a po
! iiceman on the bank, inquired of him
what sum the boatmen were entitled
to ask for rowing up the Shannon on
a day’s fishing. He said that from
seven shillings and sixpence to ten
shillings was the usual payment.
Mr. Bright said to Mr. Peabody,
j "Have you three half-crowns? I have
i no change."
j Mr. Peabody produced the money
| and gave it to the boatman. He was
dissatisfied, and said:
"And is that all ye're giving me?”
"That's all,” replied Mr. Peabody.
“Well, that bates all I ever heard.”
! answered the boatman. “An’ they
j call ye Paybody. Faith, I should call
| ye Pay-nobody!”
ABOVE MERE STORY TELLER.
Willie (aged seven)—Say, paw,
what's a raconteur?
Father—A fellow who wears a dress
suit when he tells stories.
But Mamma Didn't.
Little Mabel was always tumbling
down and getting hurt, but as soon as
her mother kissed the bumped fore
head Mabel would believe it cured
and cease crying. One day ehe accom
panied her mother to the Union depot,
and while they were seated in the
crowded waiting room an intoxicated
man entered the door, tripped over a
suitcase, and fell sprawling on the
floor. The attention of every one was
attracted to the incident, and in the
sudden silence following the fall Ma
bel called out: •
"Don’t cry, man. Mamma ’ll kiss
oo, and ’en oo ’ll be all right.”—Lip
pincott's .Magazine.
All Fresco.
“Why does that old maid use so
much paint on her face?"
“She's making up for lost time.”—
Brooklyn Life.
At the Bank.
“Your husband has stopped payment
on your alimony check."
“I know it: he no longer loves me."
THE DOCTOR HABIT
And How She Overcame It.
When well selected food has helped
the honest physician place his patient
in sturdy health and free from the
‘‘doctor habit,” it is a source of satis
faction to all parties. A Chicago wom
an says:
“We have not had a doctor in the
house during all the 5 years that we
have been using Grape-Nuts food. Be
fore we began, however, we had ‘the
doctor habit,' and scarcely a week went
by without & call on our physician.
“When our youngest boy arrived, 5
years ago, I was very much run down
and nervous, suffering from indiges
tion and almost continuous headaches.
I was not able to attend to my ordinary
domestic duties and was so nervous
that I could scarcely control myselt.
Under advice I took to Grape-Nuts.
“I am now, and have been ever since
we began to use Grape-Nuts food, able
to do all my own work. The dyspep
sia, headaches, nervousness and rheu
matism which used to drive me fairly
wild, have entirely disappeared.
“My husband finds that in the night
work in which he is engaged, Grape
Nuts food supplies him the most whole
some, strengthening and satisfying
lunch he ever took with him.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek.
Mich.
Read the little book, "The Road to
Wellville,” in pkgs. "There’s a reason.”
Ever read the above letterf A aew
oar appears from time to time. Thejr
are renalae, true, aad fall of humaa
lair rest.
