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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 10, 1924)
SpahisKyaiti Sbatini m C.M 1 MX BLOOD, a Vitagraph picture with ,J. Warren Kerrigan in the title role, is an adaptation of this thrilling novel. CHAPTER I. THE MESSENGER. Peter Blood, bachelor of medicine end several other things besides, smoked a pipe and tended t^ie geran lums boxed on the sill of his window above Water Lane in the town of Bridgewater. Mr. Blood's attention was divided between his task and the stream of humanity In the narrow street below; a stream which poured for the second time that day towards Gastle Field, where earlier in the aft ernoon Ferguson, the Luke's chap lain, had preached a sermon contain ing more treason than divinity. These straggling, excited groups were mainly composed of meu with green boughs in their hats and the most ludicrous of weapons in their hands. Some, It is true, shouldered fowling pieces, and here and there a sword was brandished; but more of them were armed with clubs, and most of them trailed the mammoth pikes fashioned out of scythes, rs formidable to the eye as they were clumsy to the hand. There were weavers, brewers, carpenters, smiths, masons, bricklayers, cohblers, and representatives of every other of the trades of peace among these impro vised men of war. Bridgewater, like Taunton, lias yielded so generously of Its manhood to the service of the self-sufficient men; and he was very self-sufficient; adversity had taught him so to he. A more tender hearted man, possessing his vision and his knowledge might have found cause for tears in the contemplation of these ardent, simple, Nonconformist sheep going forth to the shambles— escorted to the rallying ground on Castle Field by wives and daughters, sweethearts and mothers, sustained by the delusion that they were to take the field in defense of right, of liber ty and of religion. For he knew\ as all Bridgewater knew and had known now for some hours, that it was Monmouth's intention to deliver battle that same night. The duke was to lead a sur under Feversham that was now in prise attack upon the Royalist nrni\ camped on Sedgemoor. Mr. Blood as Burned that Lord Feversham would 11 equally well-informed, and If In this assumption he was wrong, at least he was justified of it. He was not to suppose the royalist commander so Indifferently skilled in the trade he followed. Peter Blood was the son of an Irish medicus who had early resolved that the boy should follow his own hon orable profession, and Peter Blood, being quick to learn and oddly greed;, of knowledge, had satisfied his par ent by receiving at the age of 20 tin degree of haccalaureus mediclnae at Trinity college, Dublin. His father survived that satisfaction by three i’eter Blood and Jeremy i'itt. bastard Puke that for any to abstain whose age and strength admitted of his bearing arms was to brand him self a ward or a papist. Yet Peter Blood, who was not only able to bear arms, but trained and skilled In their use, who was certainly no coward and a papist only when It so suited him, tended his genaniums and smoked his pipe on that warm July evening as indifferently as If nothing w'ere afoot. He laughed and sighed in one; but the laugh dominated the sigh, for Mr. Blood was unsympathetic, as are most New York --Day by Day ' By O. 0. McINTYIlE. Paris, Sept. 9.—This was a day among the dressmakers. They are the boys who make husbands wire homo for money. Visiting their salons la much like seeing a musical revue. It Is all staged for the American visitore* The mannikins are hand-picked flowers of France—graceful, youthful and strikingly beautiful. They have a majestic stride an<l haughty twirl yet they are unusually gracious. Everything to them is "chic." Each is a different type. There are blondes, brunettese and titiain haired—all bobbed n ithe reign, ing Paris fashion, cut closely In the back. Some are parting their hair on the side and,revealing their ears. The visitors pit about in various rooms that resemble a home. There are blondes, brunettes and tltlan hailed—all bobbed in the reign attendant serves wine, whisky and soda or cordial to those who wish re freshments of this sort. The male dressmaker is almost invariably the; Parisian exquisite. lie dre.-ses for morning, early and, late afternoon. He flutters about gesticulating and mouthing honeyed praises. 11c is generous with pomade and perfume and his high-net ied shoes and waspish fitting coat | add to the general effeminate effect Nearly all the saleswomen speak j excellent English for the bulk of the trade is American. The Parisians seek the ateliers off the beaten path where the outward show Is less conspicuous and the artistry perhaps more pro nounced. Ladies feel quite Important shortly after registering at Paris hotels. Within a few hours there Is a flood of special Invitations by nw.il and telephone to visit this courturler and that. Each arrival Is a prospective sucker. The most dignified looking person I have seen in Paris is the UeadwaJter at the Rltz. He has silver hair and mustache and the most faclnating goatee one ever beheld. It parts In the center end curves off Into a complete circle ringlet on either side. It must 1 have required years of patient train- I lng to achieve the effect. Whiskers are the most confusing things here. They may Indicate a nobleman or a bead barber. This is an amendment to my Statement there is not a good revue In Paris. There is one at the historic Folles Bergoie. Ziegfeld'H I Follies, the Music Box He Vue or White's Scandals have never come within striking distance of its novel ty and splendor. But like the others all the tongs are boldly swiped from American revuen. Nudity is flagrant. lavender If American money lookt, as comic to Europeans as theira doe* to us. I feel as though I am pansu.g bogus currency In tendering the French franc for payment and the English pound note - well, I wouldn't fe*d rich with a spore bedroom filled with them. The army of mumbling lmge of Paris ate to b* seen everywhere. They i-otun the paves and gutters for cigar and clgnret enlpea and scav enge the refuse cans for nnythlng they may find. (CnpyilfhH l»l« ) months only. His mother lmd then been dead some years already. Thus, Peter Blood caino into an inheritance of some few hundred pounds, with which he had set out to see the world. A set of curious chances led him to take service with the Dutch, then at war with France; and a predilection for the sea made him elect that this service should be upon that element. He had the advantage of a commis slon under the famous de Ruyter, and fought In the Mediterranean en gagement In which that great Dutch admiral lost his life. After the peace of Nimeguen his movements are obscure. But we know that he spent two years tn a Spanish prison, though we do not know had he contrived to get there. It may be due to this that upon his release he took his sword to France, and saw service with the French In their warring upon the Kpanish Netherlands. Having reached, at last, the age of 32. his appetite for adven ture surfeited, his health having grown indifferent as the result of a neglected wound, he was suddenly ov erwhelmed by homesickness. He took ship from Nantes with intent to cross to Ireland. But the vessel being driv en by stress of weather into Bridge water bay, and Blood s health having grown worse during the voyage, he decided to go ashore there, addition ally urged to it by the fact that It was his mother's native soil. Thus in January of that year, 1635, he had come to Bridgewater, posses sor of a fortune that was upproxi matfly the same as that with which tie had originally set out from Dub lin eleven years ago. Because he liked the place, in which his health was rapidly restored to him, and because he conceived that he had passed through adventure? enough for a man's lifetime, he do termined to settle there, and take up at last the profession of medicine from which he had, with so little prof it, broken away. That is all his story, or so much of it ns matters up to that night, six months later, when the battle of Sedgemnor was fought. Deeming the impending action no affair of his, ns indeed it was not, and Indifferent to the activity with which Bridgewater was that night agog, Mr. Blood closed his ears to th< sounds "f it, and went early to bed. The armies came into collision in the neighborhood of t o’clock In the morning. Mr. Blood slept undis turbed through the distant boom of cannon Not until four o’clock did he Rwaken from his tranquil slum bers. He sat up in bed. rubbed the | sleep from his eyes. and collected himself. Blows were thundering up on the door of his house and a voice was calling Incoherently. He reached for bedgown and slippers, went him self to open. There In slanting gold en light of the new-risen sun Mr. Blood recognized him for the young shipmaster. Jeremieh Pitt, who hnd been drawn by the general enthusi asm into the vortex of that rebellion. The wild eyed lad plunged, headlong, into speech, gasping, breathless. "It Is J.,ord Gildoy.” he panted. “He Hi sore wounded... at Oglethorpe's farm by the ri\-er. 1 Here him thither .... and. .. . and he se\t me for you. Come away! Come away!" “To be sure. I’ll come. But first give me leave to get some clothes and other things I may need.” At sight of the doctor, dressed and hooted, the case of instruments tucked under his arm, the messenger disengaged himself from those who pressed about, shook off his weari neis and seizing the bridle of his horee, he climbed to the saddle "Come along, sir,” he cried "Mount behind me." Mr. Blood, without wasting words, did as he was bidden. Pitt touched the horse with his spur. The little crowd gave way. and thus, upon the crupper of that doubly-laden hm-g# J clinging to the belt of hi* companfo 4H Peter Blood ect out upon hia Odw ' 1 For thl* Pitt, in whom he be#*: more than the me^enger «»f a v . un i ed reb*I -.entleman. vas infixed tli* very messenger of late. 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