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Le Comte do Sabron, cnptaln of French
tnvalry. takes to Ills quarters to raise by
hand u motherless Irish terrier pup. anil
names It Pltchoune. Ho dines with tho
MnrqulRO il'Kscllfnmc and meets Miss
Julia Itcdmond, American heiress, who
bIiikb fur him an KtiRltsh tiull.nl thttt
llnRers In hln memory. Sabron Is ordered
to AlKlera. but Is not nllowed to take
jcrvantH or docs. Miss Hedmnnd offeis to
tako care, of the 1ok durlnc his master
absence, but I'ltchnunc, homcslek for his
master, runs nwny from her. The Mar
nulso plans to marry Julia to the uc do
iremont. Unknown to Sabron. I'ltchouno
follows him to Alclors. Dob and master
meet and Sabron Rets permission from
tho war minister to keep his doe with him.
Julia writes him that I'ltchouno has run
awny from her. He writes Julia of I'lt
chouno. Tho Hue do Tremont finds tho
American heiress capricious. A newspa
per report that Sabron Is amonK tho mlss
in after nn encasement with thn natives
causes Julia to confess to her aunt that
sho loves him. Sabron, wounded In an en
Kaeement. falls Into tho dry bod of a
nver, and Is watched over by Pltchouno.
After a horrible night nnd day Pltchoune
JoavoB him. Julia noes In search of Sa-
?." Ported mlsslriK. Tremont takes
Julia and tho Mnrqulso to Alclera In his
vacht. not knowing their errand.
CHAPTER XVI Continued.
With his godmother ho wob entirely
at ease. Ever since sho had paid hla
trifling dtbtH when ho wnB a young
man, ho had adored her. Tremont,
always discreet and almost In lovo
with his godmother, kept her In a
tato of great good humor always, and
when sho had suggested to him this
llttlo party ho had been delighted. In
speaking over tho telephone tho Mar
quise d'Escllgnac had said very
firmly:
"My dear nobert, you understand
that this excursion engages you to
nothing."
"Oh, of course, marrolno."
"Wo both need a change, and bo
tweon ourselves, Julia has a little mis
sion on foot,"
Tremont would bo delighted to
help Miss Redmond carry it out.
Whom clao should ho ask?
"By nil means, any one you like,"
said his godmother diplomatically.
"Wo want tq sail tho day after to
morrow." Sho felt safe, knowing
that no worldly pcoplo would accept
n Invitation on twenty-four hours'
notice.
"So," the Due do Tremont reflected,
as he hung up tbo receiver, "MIsb
Redmond has a scheme, a mission!
Young girls do not have schemes and
missions in good French society."
"Mademoiselle," he said to her, as
they walked up and down on tbe deck
In Ihe pale sunset, in front of the
chair of the Marquise d'Escllgnac, "I
never saw an ornament moro becom
ing to a woman than the one you
wear."
"Tho ornament, Monsieur?"
"On your sleeve It is so beauti
ful. A string of pearls would not be
moro beautiful, although your pearls
aro lovely, too. Aro all American girls
Red Cross members?"
"But of courso not, Monsieur. Aro
all girls anywhere ono thing?"
"Yes," said the Due do Tremont,
"thoy aro all charming, but there are
gradations."
"Do you think that wo shall reach
Algiers tomorrow. Monsieur?"
"I hope not, Mademoiselle."
Miss Redmond turned her fine eyes
on him.
"You hope not?"
"I should like this voyage to last
forever, Mademoiselle."
"How ridiculous!"
Her look was so frank that he
laughed in spite of himself, and in
stead of following up the politeness,
he asked:
"Why do you think of Algiers as a
field for nursing the sick, Mademoi
selle?" "Thero has been quite a deputation
of tho Red Cross women lately going
from Paris to the East."
"But," said tho young man, "there
aro poor in Tarascon, and sick, too.
Thero is a great deal of poverty in
Nice, and Paris is tho nearest of all."
"The American girls aro very im
aginative," said Julia Redmond. "We
must havo some romance in all we
do."
"I find the American girls very
charming," said Tremont.
"Do you know many, Monsieur?"
"Only ono," ho said serenely.
Miss Redmond changed the subject
quickly and cleverly, and beforo ho
I know it, Tremont was telling her
stories about his own military serv
ice, which had been made in Africa.
IHo talked well and entertained them
both, . and Julia Redmond listened
when ho told ber of tho desert, of its
charm and its desolation, and of its
dangers. An hour passed. Tho Mar
qulso d'Escllgnac took an ante
prandial stroll, Mlmi mincing at her
heels.
"Co pauvre Sabron!" said Tremont
"Ho has disappeared off the face of
tho earth. What a horrible thing It
was, Mademolsolle! I know him In
Paris; I romomber meeting him
again tho night before ho left tho
"Midi. Ho was a flno follow with a
Career before him, his friends say."
"What do you think has becomo of
Monsieur do Sabron?"
Miss Redmond, so far, had only
been ablo to ask this question of her
aunt and of the stars. Nono of them
RAT WALTERS
had been nblo to toll her. Tromont
shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully.
"Ho may havo dragged himself
away to dlo in somo ambush that they
havo not discovered, or likely ho has
been take captive, lo pauvro dlablo!"
"Franco will do all It can, Mon
sieur . . ."
"They will do all they can, which
Is to wait. An extraordinary nieasuro,
If taken Just now, would probably re
sult In Sabron being put to death by
his captors. Ho may bo found to
morrowho may never bo found."
A slight murmur from tho young
girl besldo him mado Tromont look
at her. Ho saw that her hands wcro
clasped and that her faco was qulto
whlto, her eyes staring fixedly beforo
her, out toward Africa. Tremont
said:
"You aro compassion itself, Mado
molsello; you havo a tendor heart.
No wonder you wear tho Red Cross.
I am a soldier, Mademoiselle. I thank
you for all soldiers. I thank you for
Sabron . . . but, wo must not talk
of such things."
Ho thought her very charming, both
romantic and idealistic. She would
mako a delightful friend. Would sho
not bo too intense for a wlfo? How
ovor, mnny women of fashion Joined
tho Red Cross. Tremont was a com
monplaco man, conventional in bis
heart and in his tustes.
"My children," said tho marquise,
coming up to them with Miml in her
arms, "you aro as serious as though
wo were on a boat bound for the
North Polo and expected to live on
tinned things and salt fish. Aren't
you hungry, Julia? Robert, tako Mlml
to ,my maid, will you? Julia," said
her aunt as Tromont went away with
tho little dog, "you look dramatic, my
dear; you'ro palo as death in spite of
this divine air and this enchanting
sea." She linked her arm through
her nleco's. "Tako a brisk walk with
me for five minutes and whip up your
blood. I believe you wero on the
point of making Tremont some un
wise confession."
"I assure you no, ma tante."
"Isn't Bob a darling, Julia?"
"Awfully," returned her niece absent-mindedly.
"Ho's the most eligible young man
in Paris, Julia, and tho most difficult
to please."
"Ma tante," said the girl in a low
tone, "ho tells me that France at
present can do practically nothing
"The Ornament, Monsieur?"
about finding Monsieur do Sabron.
Fancy a great army and a great na
tion helpless for the rescue of a sin
gle soldier, and his llfo at stake!"
"Julia," said the marquise, taking
tho trembling hand in her own, "you
will make yourself ill, my darling,
and you will bo no uso to anyone, you
know."
"You're right," returned the girl.
"I will bo silent and I will only pray."
Sho turned from her aunt to stand
for a few momonts quiet, looking out
nt tho sea, at tho blue water through
which tho boat cut and flew. Along
tho horizon was a mist, rosy find
translucont, nnd out of it white Al
giers would shine beforo many hours.
When Tremont, nt luncheon a llttlo
later, looked at his guests, ho saw a
now Julia. Sho had left hor coat with
tho Red CrosB In her cabin with her
hat. In hor pretty blouso, hor pearls
around hor nock, tho soft Hush on
her cheeks, sho was apparently only
a light-hearted woman of tho world.
Sho teased hor uunt gently, sho
laughed very dollclously nnd lightly
flirted with tho Due do Tromont, who
opened n bottlo of champagne. Tho
Murqulso d'Escllgnac beamed upon
her nloco. Tromont found her moro
puzzling than ever. "Sho suggests
tho chameleon," ho thought, "sho has
moods. Beforo, alio was a tragic
muse; at luncheon sho Is an odor
ablo sybarite."
CHAPTER XVII.
Out f the Deiert.
From a dreamy llttlo villa, who a
walls woro streaming with bougaln
vllloa, Miss Redmond looked over Al
giers, over tho tumult and hum of It,
to tho sea. Tremont, by her side,
looked at hor. From head to foot
tho girl was In whlto. On ono side
tho bougnlnvlllea laid Its scarlet flow
ers against tho stainless linen of her
dross, nnd on hor other arm was tho
Red Cross.
Tho American girl nnd tho French
man had bocomo tho best of friends.
Sho considered htm a sincere com
panion nnd nn unconscious confed
erate. Ho had not yet decided what
ho thought of hor, or how. His prom
ise to remain on tho yacht had been
broken nnd ho paid his godmother
and Miss Redmond constant visits nt
their vlllu, which thu murqulso rented
for tho Benson. "
Thero wcro times when Tromont
thought Miss Redmond's exllo a fa
natical one, hut ho nlwnys found her
fascinating nnd n lovely woman, nnd
ho wondered what It wns that kept
him from laying his tltlo and his for
tune at her foot. It had been under- I
stood botween tho godmother nnd J
himself that ho was to court Miss
Redmond n' l'amerlcnlno. &
"Sho has been brought up In such
n shocking fashion, Robert, that noth
ing but American lnvc-mnklug will
Sang for the Sick.
appeal to hor. You will havo to mako
lovo to her, Robert Can you do it?'
"But, mnrralne, I might aa well
make lovo to a slater of charity."
"Thero was la Belle Helolse, and no
woman is immune."
"I think sho is engaged to some
American cowboy who will come and
claim her, marralne."
His godmother was offended.
"Rubbish!" she said. "Sho is on
gaged to no one, Bob. Sho is an
idealist, a Rosalind; but that will not
prevent her from making an excel
lent wife."
"Sho is cortalnly very beautiful,"
said tho Due do Tremont, and ho told
Julia so.
"You are vory beautiful," said tho
Due do Tremont to Mlssedmond, as
sho leaned on the balcony of tho villa.
The bougalnvlllea leaned ngalnst hor
breast. "When you stood in tho hos
pital under tho window and sang to
the poor devils, you looked like an
angel."
"Poor things!" said Julia Redmond.
"Do you think that they liked it?"
"Liked it!" exclaimed the young
man enthusiastically, "couldn't you
seo by their faces? One poor devil
said to mo: 'One can dlo better now,
Monsieur.' There was no hope for
him, it seems."
Tremont and Marquise d'Escllg
nac had docilely gono with Julia Red
mond every day at a certain hour to
the different hospitals, where Julia,
after rendering some slight services
to the nurses for she was not need
edsang for the sick, standing in the
outer hallway of tho building open on
every side. Sho know that Sabron
was not among theso sick. Where he
was or what sounds bis cars might
hear, sho could not know; but she
sang for him, and tbe fact put a
sweetness in her volco that touched
tho ears of the suffering and uplifted
those who wero not too far down to
bo uplifted, and as for tho dying, It
helped them, as the soldier Bald, to
die.
(TO BH CONTINUED.)
Tabloid Aeroplanes.
Tho British reason, qulto logically,
that tho smaller tho aeroplane and the
faster it can fly the less danger of its
beins hit by shots flred from earth.
So tho British airmen favor an unusu
ally small machine, which thoy call
the "tabloid. " A very light framo Is
fitted with an 80-horsopower motor,
which will drive tho frail machine
through tho air at tho rate of 100
miles an hour. Tho cnglno Is covored
with armor. Tho aviator seeking to
drop a bomb on tho enemy approaches
his target at a height of 5,000 feet.
When straight above It, ho turns tho
nose of his machine straight down and
drops at terrific speed. When within
BOO feet of tho target ho drops his
bombs as quickly as possible and then
shootB skyward at a tromendous paco.
American Boy.
Hopeful Mission.
If even ono of those 300 commercial
travelers who havo gono to South
America succeeds in making a South
American see a United StnteB Joke
their toll will not have been in vain.
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The Look In French Faces.
Almost all tho faces about these
crowded tables (In thu cafe nt Cha
Ioiib) young or old, plain or hand
some, distinguished or average hnvo
the same look of quiet authority; it
is as though all "nervosity," fusHlncss,
little personal oddities, meanness nnd
vulgarities, had been burned away in
n great llnmo of self-dedication. It is n
wonderful example of tho rapidity
with which purpose models tho hu
man countenance. Edith Wharton In
Scrlbucr's Magazine.
Not to Blame.
A large map was spread upon the
wall and tho teacher was Instructing
the class In geography.
"Horace," she said to n small pupil,
"when you stand In Europe facing the
north you havo on your right hand tho
great continent of Asia. What havo
you on your left hand?"
"A wart," replied Horace, "but I
can't help it, teacher." Brooklyn
Eagle.
He'll Get It.
"How about going to n show tonight,
Jim?"
"Not for mo. I'm going to Jigglns'
party."
"Oh, como on with mo. Tho Jig
glnses aro dead slow. You never havo
any fun at their house."
"I know, but I need a now hat."
A Discovery.
"What I want to find for tho sum
mer Is a nice, quiet place whero I
can do as I please."
"That's my Idea exactly. I'm going
to stay homo."
Tho great troublo about taking a
chance is that you can't always put
it back whero you found it.
Tho difference botween professional
nnd collcgo sports is that in collcgo
sports they occasionally cheer tho
'oser.
Eph Wiley says tho most Inharmo
nious combination Is a street car con
ductor and his necktie.
At sixty a roan knows that ho didn't
know what ho thought be know at
twenty.
Makes
"One for Breakfast- CiS
and One for Work"
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"There's
SAVE WILLIAM PENN'S CHAIRS
National Heirlooms, About to Fall
Apart. Have Been Repaired
by Blind Women.
Two quaint and graceful chairs that
once belonged to William l'enn havo
Just been repaired by two women who
havo never seen tho chairs, says tho
Philadelphia Ledger. Tito two women
are Inmates of the Pennsylvania In
dustrial Homo for Blind Women. Tho
chairs are preserved In tho east room
of Independence hall, on thu second
floor. Year by year tho cano bottoms
of tho famous old relics havo been
gradually cracking and falling out.
Tho committee In charge decided that
unless the cuno was replaced thu
woodwork might soon collapse. But
thoy did not daro to let tho chairs
bo taken out of Congress hall.
So they sent for MIhh lru Frost, mis
tress of handicraft at tho Industrial
Homo for Blind Women, nnd she
brought with hor to tho room two of
thu blind women who understood chair
repairing, Tho work was peculiarly
dllMeult, for It was Impossible to erect
In Congress hall the caning tnblu need
ed to hold thu chairs llrnily In place,
and, mm cover, their woodwork was
soft with nge. But tho deft "seeing
lingers" of thn hllng women did tho
work In spite of nil the difficulties, and
now tho precious William Bonn chairs
nro Bufo.
Oh, That Lashl
Tommy had watched tho high-hatted
and frock-coated ringmaster for somo
time, llo wns particularly Interested
In the way ho handled tho whip with
tho long lash.
"Well. Tommy," snld his father,
"what do you think of that fellow?"
Tho whip cracked again uh Tommy
replied: "I'm glad ho Isn't my father."
Thoughtful Old Soul.
"My dear. I'vo an Idea," said old
Mrs. (loodart to her caller. "You
know wo frequently rend of tho sol
diors making sorties. Now why not
mako up a lot of those sorties and
send them to tho poor fellows at tho
front?" Boston Evening Transcript.
Lott to Sight.
"How annoying! Tho English nnd
German accounts of tho latest battle
don't agree."
"What can you expect? Truth nnd
Veracity 'dug themselves In' when tho
first shot of tho war was flred."
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Qualified.
Lawyer Hnvo you formed any opin
ion? Jury Talesman No, sir; I was on
tho caso nt tho provlous trial.
Substitution.
"Got a nickel cigar?"
"No, but hero's something Junt as
good at a dime." Philadelphia Public
Ledger.
Rather Risky.
"What's tho proper way to indorso
a check?"
With tho name of a man who tins a
good bnnk account."
Delays Are Dangerous.
"How Is it that Jones always acts
boforo ho thlnkB7"
"If ho thought first he'd never net."
It's usually too Into for congratula
tions when tho happy couplo havo
been married moro than n wook.
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Just Like a Man.
"Tom." said tho bride of a week,
"didn't you promise faithfully to glva
up smoking tho day I married you?"
"Yes, my dear," replied Tom, "I bo
llcvo 1 did."
"And now," she continued, "I find
you puffing n cigar, just as though I
weren't In existence. What explana
tion havo you to ofTer?"
"Well. 1 kept my promlso," replied
tho husband. "I didn't smoko n slnglo
cigar on our wedding day." Philadel
phia Public Ledger.
Reason for His Politeness.
"Shoestring's untied, ma'am," a
small boy called out to tho stout
woman who moved majestically up the
street. "I'll tlo It for you."
Even n less haughty womnn would
havo found It difficult to treat with
disdain so kind an offer, and bIio drow
hack hor skirt in ncccptnnco of hla
attention.
Tho llttlo boy pulled tho string tight
nnd smiled up nt hor. "My mother's
fnt, too," ho explained. Tho Inde
pendent. His Busy Day.
Mrs. Dixon Why do you lot your
husband growl so much when you have
company?
Mrs. Vixen That's tho only time
ho gots to grumble.
Proper Course.
"You, n Briton, nnd so unpatrlotlo
as to order ull those German dishes?"
"But I am about to do tho proper
thing for a Briton and Intern them."
Nay, Nayl
"I hear you aro in business tor your-
BOlf."
"No; I havo n wlfo."
Eph Wiley believes tho dimple, con
sidering It an one of tho concomitants
of beauty, has been greatly overesti
mated. Tho man who chows flno cut tobac
co considers himself higher up In the
social scalo than tho man who chews
plug.
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your friends every minute or they will
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