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THE SEA-HAWK By Rafael Sabatini. ((Mtnal Vnb Ttafttf.) *1 m( that nan a* if ha warn an book," tha boy announcad. with callow boaatfulneae. '"Ha ha* the aub tlaty of Satan, ret he doe* not delude me. It waa at me he etruck throuah Kllllgrew. Mceauee lie desires you, liosnmund, lie could nnl us he blunt , ly told me—deal with me however 1 provoked him, not even though I went the length of striking him. Ho might have killed me fort; hut he knew that to do ao would plnco a harrier 'twist him and you Oh! he Is calculating as all the fiends of hell. So, to wipe out the dishonor which I (IM him. hi- shifts the blame of It upnn Killigiew a Ilf! (."OH out to kill him, which ho further thinks may act ns a warning lo me. But If KIUI grew dies. . ." And thus he rambled on, tilling her gentle heart with anguish to see this f«ud Increasing t>etween the two men she loved best In all the world. If the outcome of it should be that either were to fell! the other, »he knew that ah" ooiihl never again look upon the aurvlvnr. She took heart at last In the memory of Kir Oliver'* sworn promise that her brother's life should be in violate to him, betide what might. She trusted him; alia depended upon hit word and that rare strength of his whleh rendered possible to him a oourse that no weaker man would dare pureue. And In till" reflection hor pi lile In him incresaed, and alie thntiked God for a lover who in all thlnga van a giant among men. But Sir Jrfhn Kllllgrew did not die He hovered between thle world and a better ona for ioitii aeven daya. at the end of which ha began to re cover. By October he waa abroad again, gaunt and pala, reduced to THE NEBBS BAD NEWS. 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Put his mnon strance* were strangely larking In the fore* that she hart looked for. Th* odd fart Is that In hi* near approach to death, and with his earth ly interest dwindling. Sir John had looked matter* frankly in the face, and had been driven to the com. luslon —a conclusion impossible to him in normal health—that he had got no more than he deserved. He realized that he had acted unworthily. If on conscious at the time of the unworthi ness of what he did; that the weapons with which he had fought Sir Oliver were not the weapons that become a gentleman or In which there Is credit to be won. He perceived that ha hart permitted his old enmity for the house of Tressillan, swollen by a aense of Injury lately suffered In the matter of the license to build at Smithick, to warp his Judgment and to persuade him that Sir Oliver was all he hart dubbed him. He realized that Jealousy, too. had taken a hand in the matter. Sir Oliver's exploits upon the seas had brought him wealth, and with this wealth he was building up once more the Tressillan sway in those parts, which ltalph Tressillan had so outrageously dimin Ished. so that he threatened to eclipse the Importance of the KiUlgrew of Arwenaek. Nevertheless, in the hour of rear tlon he flid not go so far as to admit that Sir Oliver Tressilian was a fit mate for Rosamund Godolphin. She and her brother had been placed In his care by their late father, and he had nobly discharged his tutelage until such time as Peter had come to full age. His affection for Rosamund was tender as that of a lover, but tempered by a feeling entirely paternal. He went very near to wor shipping her. and when all was said, when he had cleared his mind of all dishonest bias, he still found over much to dislike In Oliver Tressillan, and the notion of his becoming Rosa mund's husband was repellent. First of all there was that bad Tressillan blood—notoriously had, and never more flagrantly displayed than In the case of the late Ralph Tressi llan. It was impossible that Oliver should havp escaped the taint of it; nor could Sir John perceive any. signs that he had done so. He displayed the traditional Tressillan turbulence He was passionate and brutal, and the pirates’ trade to which he had now set his hand was of all trades the one for which he was b>; nature best equipped. He was harsh and overbearing, impatient of correc. •Ion, and prone to trample other men's, feelings underfoot. Was this, he asked btinself In all honesty, a mate for Rosamund? Could he entrust her happiness to the care of such a man ’ Assuredly he could not. Therefore, being whole again, ne went to remonstrate with her a* he accounted It his duty and as Master Peter had besought him. Yet know ing the bias that had been his, he was careful to understate rather than to overstate his reasons. "But, Sir John." she protested, 'If every man la to be condemned for the sine of his forbears, but few could escape condemnation, and w-herever shall you And me a husband deserving your approval?" "His father. . began Sir John "Tell me not of his father, but of himself,” she Interrupted. He frowned impatiently—they were sitting in that bower of hers above the river. "I was coming to *t.” he answered, a thought testily, for these interrup tions which made him keep to the point robbed him of hts best argu ments. "However. BUffi-e it that many of his father’s vicious qualities he has Inherited, as we see in his ways of life: that he has not Inherited others only the future can assure us. "In other words,” she mocked him, yet very seriously, "I am to wait un til he dies of old ag« to make quite sure that he has no such aitis as must render him an unfitting hus band?” "No. no.’’.h* cried "Good lack’ what a perverseness la tblne!" "The perverseness is your own. Sir John. I am but the mirror of it." He shifted In his chair and grunt ed. "Be It so. then." he snapped. "tVe will deal with the qualities that already be display*." And Sir John enumerated them. "But this Is no more than your Judgment of him—no more than what you think him." “ *T 1* what all th» world thinks him." "But T shall not marry a man for what others think of him, but for i «hat I think of hint myself. And In my view you cruelly malign him. I discover no such qualities in Sir Oliver.” " ’T Is that you should 1*0 spared such a discovery that I am beseech ing you not to wed him.” "Yet unless I wed him I shall never make such a discovery: and until I make It I shall ever continue to love him and to deeire to wed him. It all my life to he spent so?” She laugh»d outright, and cam* to stand beside him. She put an arm about his neck aa she might have put it about tbc neck of her father, as she had been in That Guiltiest Feeling By Briggs ---; 1 1 " WHCM YOU are Trte CHAUFFEUR For a RICH 0UT PEKlORIOUS OLD RAT WHO MAKES You Caddy for. him om a Colj> amd ravaj Saturday while certaiw little 'bystamDrrs RlBGISTefe J)ISAPPoinTMEWT over, dullness '^-2 IM The caddy BuSiwew , > $*XB8amJ ABIE THE AGENT Drawn for The Omaha Bee by Hershfield Soonrr Than ImmMlatr V HAS MV SAUSM/y^ l SlQMUNti &OTJ Hew X/TH'i MORMlKG f HAVE VDO S-ETxTN ( *AY$Al£SMA!t \ A ) J'v MORWIMQ’3 / /« <kM»Tr\ ( 6.0EV1 &Roo»t> 1 V J ’'HAS, (My ~'\ SAltS^AN \6EEM H£RE 3iJ 1 NO * lUHY, IS ) IMPORTS IMPORTANT?- \ ! I 'Doant to FIRE HIW ANb I i CAN'T FlNb V HlNA ANV PlACt" the habit <f doing day In th* - past HI year*- -and thereby m ule him •,(•<•1 liltnwlf to have r«u. h<.| an un ounsi loiniblc ;ige. With her hand ah< vubberl his brow. “Why, here are wleked wrinkle" of 111 humor," she cried to him "You are all undone, ind by a woman a w . and you do not like It." "I am undone by a woman’s wilful » ness, by a woman's headstr ng re solve not to see." "You have naught to ahow me. 5- • John." • "Naught? T* all that I have sab! naught'.”’ "Words ar# not things: Judgments are not facts. You say that he Is s< and eo and so. But when I ask you upon what facts you judge him. your only answer Is that you think him t" be what you tsay he Is. Your thoughts may be honest. .Sir John, but your login is contemptible.” And she laugh vi again at his gaping discomfiture. ‘Come, now, deal like an honest up right Judge, and tell me one act of his—one thing that he haa ever done and of which you have sure know: edge—that will bear him out to be What you aay he is. Now Sir John He looked up at h»r Impatiently. Then, at last he smiled. "Rogue:” he cried—and upon a die tant day he was to bethink him of those words. “If ever he be brought to judgement I can desire him no better advocate than thou.” Thereupon following up her advant age swiftly, she kiseed him. "Nor could I desire him a more honest Judge than you.” What was the poor man to do ther* after? What he did. Live up to her pronouncement, and go forthwith to visit Sir Oliver and compose their quarrel. The acknowledgment of his fault was handsomely made, and Sir Oliver received it in a spirit no less hand some. But when Sir John came to the matter of Mistress Rosamund be was, out of his sense of duty to her. less generous. He announced that since *he could not bring himself to look upon Sir Oliver as a suitable hus band for her, nothing that he had ^ now said must mislead Sir Oliver into supposing him a consenting party to any such union. “But that,” hs added. "Is not to say that I oppose it. I disapprove but I stand aside. Until she Is of full age her brother will refuse his sar.< - tion. After that, the matter will cor cern neither him nor myself.” “I hope," said Sir Oliver, "he will lake as wise a view. But whatever view he takes will be no matter. For the rest, Sir John, I thank you for your frankness, and I rejoice to know that if I niav not count you for my friend, 'at least I need not reckon you among niv enemies." But if Sir John was thus won round to a neutral attitude. Master Peters rancour abated nothing: rather It lc creased each day, and presentlv there came another matter to f«*d it, * matter of which Sir Oliver had no suspicion. tTo Be Cnnfcinned Tomorrow.) : r - ■ ^ New York --Day by Day --- J By O. O. M’tNTTRE. New Tork. April g.—The lobbies of ike philanthropic Mills hotels fill In the evening with odd assortment* of humanity. They creep in with the dusk tnd git about puffing at their pipes, reading current magazines and keeping very quiet. Here are men who talk very little and when they do It is with a sort ~ of dull, sad rancor. There are ped dlers. silver haired quick lunch cashiers, a few broken-down chars' ter actors, doormen, curb merchants and house-to-house canvassers There is a clouded luster to manv of their !iv»«. They have tasted sue. cess and failure and have become drifters— rolling hither and ther over the earth. By 30 o’clock moat of them slink away to their rooms to lose themselves In sleep j{ they can. Few retain their original names. They are mostly Smiths and Joneses. They have in many Instances fami nes front whom they are separated. The future is opaque and they do not seem to care. Perhaps they feel that In the* hereafter there will be plenty of time to have a good time. Tresent existence Is something that must be stoically endured. The clerk at one of the hotels near the Pennsy l vania station told me that In his eight months' duty there he had never heard laughter. ’’Sometimes they smile.’’ he said, ’’but It Is more « grimace.” And he added: ”\V hen they leave here we don't see them again. This Is the last stop before the Bo wery and oblivion.” I talked with one man of about 60 who tramped from morn ing until night selling a corn salve of his own preparation. Ten years ago he owned his own home in a small city in the west He staked his all in a wildcat mir# and lost. Then he took to drink and drifted from city to city, ••j came to New York.” he said, ’'because I can iose myself. I try to forget, but fail.” A new theater on Fifty-second street offers dancing between acts. Ths idea has taken on and now three Broad- ' way playhouse* offer ths sams at traction. Coffee la also served. Peter B. Kyne, ths novelist, cele brated his 15th wedding anniversary bv inviting 1M of h a friends to spen 1 three days n Ih him at Briar Cliff lodge near New York. On the Invdta tlon was the following: "Added At tractions: Positively no community singing, ovster or sweetbread ero. oust tee or blue legged. semi-node chicken with gory joints. No apeeobe. unless they are funny. Pell hop* lr attendance to remove lachrymose guests." A cheer for the tnaflls cop at Fifth avenue and Fiftieth street. A ragged little tiroh'n of the Beat Bide with s ramshackle push wagon which held his equally ragged little sister wj< «; temp! ;rg to cross p-e avenue. The traffic e.gnals were for avenue rich* of way but the oop s'opped a do. of fine limousines and gal' .aptly waved to the push s:!cvn te cross eve New York is preparing to N o- a a greater sardine city than ever with the coining of the national political convention, llote’s will pack 10 In a room w here one sleeps in ess er dav e of congestion Prlvst* hones are • > be flUed from cellab to garret. Many speculators who take advantage of every .vpportunity for quick p: .'fits a-« renting all available aportn-.-n!a t the hope they can fill them e vs \ V their price* they will make • v. - over and above the extra n- nth* * rent thev « II have to pvv to tv. the s|vsoe Ths average \met -an cow g?v** but half tbe milk of the everage sow U) EW-UilAilX >
