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{T^IgomaM* tfttf SpdnialfJfaT* (Xptain Blo <gy 'RAFAEL SABATINI “CAPTAIN BLOOD,” a tVitagraph picture with J. Warren Kerrigan in the title role, ia an adaptation of this thrilling novel. SYNOPSIS. Peter Blood, • young Irish physician, who had taken up his residence In Bridge, water utter years sprat In ths wars on the continent, although hr Is In his early thirties. Is summoned by Jeremiah Pitt to treat Lord Oildoy who hae been wounded In the battle between the Tin We of Mon mouth's followers nod the loyalists at Oglethorpe's farm. Blood finds his lord ship in the home of n yeoman, Bnyne*. Me treats the wound ami the hing'Q sol dier* under hrutnl Captain Hobart take possession ef the house and threaten im mediate hanging for the inmates whom tie desigiiilte* os rebels Blood pleads (lint lo Christian countries Christian men do not make war upon the well mini nor those who give them succor. Hobart da. clnres that there ore gallows on the roud and those present will decorate them. Hobart demands the name of ths Im pertinent medlrus and when Peter Blood roveuls himself the British captain rec ognises him as one whom he had known In Tangiers. Blood saves ths llvsa of Pitt and Baynes for ths time by his clever wit and Lord tilldoy Is carried out on a day-bed fo prison. Blood. Pitt and Baynes aro also hound and placed under arrest as rebels. tContlnued From Yesterday.) j CHAPTER III. THE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE. It was not until two months later, on the 19th' of September, that Peter Blood was brought to trial at Taun ton Castle upon a charge of high treason. The hall, even to the gal leries—thronged with spectators, most of whom were ladies—was hung in scarlet. At the upper end, on a raised dais, sat the lords commls sioners, the five judges in their scar let robes and heavy dark periwigs, Baron < Jeffreys of Wem enthroned in the middle place. From Baypes, who pleaded not guilty, the clerk passed on to Pitt, who boldly owned his guilt. The lord chief justice stirred at that. The only witness called for the king was Captain Hobart. He testi fied briskly to the manner in which he had found and taken the three prisoners, together, with Lord Gildov. I'pon the orders of his colonel Ink would have hanged Pitt out of hand, hut vet 1'i’nl inert by the lies of the prisoner Blood, who led him to lie lev. that Pitt was n peer of the ie-il!P i" l a person of consideration. / ,i,l a . epon th’a flimsy evidence New York --Day by Day” _ • j By O. 0. MINTYRE. Paris, Sept. 11.—Another day In the Latin quarter—and the most interest ing of all so far. Gaiety centers about the Cafe du Dome on Mont parnasse and the Kotonde across the street. At the sidewalk tables Is a sprinkling of color from all. corners of the world. Long haired artists, old bewhls kered dreamers who failed, young men from Basque In their jaunty tapis with tassels, a white robed • Hindu, girls fVom the middle west who livo on a fashion drawing sold no-.v and then, the professional Americans, singers, parish priests and always the cocotte. After luncheon to the Academie Ci/.arosal on the Rue de la Grande Ciruimiere—a school from which many famous painters and sculptors sprang. It is a musty old decaying building, unchanged by centuries. A kindly old conciergfe answered the tug of the bell. Inside is a little court yard with tr es and graveled paths. We were admitted to the class room, formed like an amphitheater with a glass background. About 50 men and women were sketching a model pos ing in the node. They pay less than 5 erhts a day for this privilege. Six nude models pose for 25 min utes with a 15-minute intermission, f me cannot help but be impressed by the Impersonal manner of the stu dents toward the models. There were many Russians in the class, a Jap* unese and a Chinese girl and many Americans. One of the students to whom I had n letter of Introduction from a New York friend was Knute Akerberg, a gentle souled Swede with long flow ing whiskers and twinkling eye. He Is near 70 and is still studying. He is not rich i:i world’s goods but In fr. unships i net has puked about all fur flung corners of the globe. His wife is an American. He and Ills wife have traveled through life hand In hand—depend ing on a portrait painting and a bit of sculpting here and there to butter over the lean days. He has not. lost that mellow sweetness that conies often with poverty. I left him with a lump In my throat. The models who jtose tti the nudo are paid about 5 francs a day—at 1lie current exchange about 30 cents. Their task is an arduous one. They must stand motionless for 25 minutes. Some are bathed In perspiration dur ing the lust five minutes and one stumbled toward her dressing room b:«! f fainting. Mr. Akerberg Intro du- cd me to one. Slip is n girl from jt town in Ohio. She is one of thr bits of human wreckage left here afler the war. It so happened that 1 knew her family. To them she la dead. She married a profligate who l»ft her stranded on their honey moon. There In something trngle to me In the killing pace that Is being In dulged fiy young American boys and girls In Paris—college students an I hoarding school* girls who nightly hit the high spots. Too much money and too little restraint are going to prove their undoing. They drink deep and long. I saw three Ameri can girls carried out of one of the most fnslilonnlde restaurants In Paris stupefied. The French resent this. They are a temperate people. When they drink wine It Is very much di luted—and rarely do they take the second glass. The nearest replica of Tarls Is Mex Ico City. Bill Hogg who was with me around last Christmas tlms tn Mexico and who la with me In Paris took me to a restaurant tonight where they served frljoles. It. Is the only place outside of Mexico wh»ri they know how to cook them. A few Paris observations'. Tic reason for sidewalk cafes—no flies or mosquitoes here. All Parisian women from the grande dame to the midi nette Mow their noses with resound ing blasts. At a funeral nil the mourners walk and ths min wear full averting clothes. Professional mourners may be hired. It Is the chenpest city In the world for taxi tiding. An hour's ride to ths Istng champ race track coals the eqnlva lent of 95 cents—the tip 9 cents. (Copyright, HU.) that the three men were sentenced to death for high treason. The tribulations with which Peter Blood was visited as a result of his errand of mercy to Oglethorpe’s farm contained two sources of thank fulness; one that he was tried at all: the other that his trial took place on the 19th of September. Until the 18th, the sentences passed by the court of the lords commissioners had been carried out literally and expedi tiously. But on the morning of the 15th there arrived at Taunton a cour ier from Lord Sunderland, the sec retary fit state, with a letter for Lord Jefferies wherein lie was informed that his majesty had hern graciously pleased to command that eleven hun dred rebels should be furnished for transportation to some of his majes ty's southern plantations, Jamaica, Barbados, or any of the Leeward is lands. This command was not dictated by mercy. Slaves were urgently re quired in the plantations. A thousand prisoners were to be distributed among some eight courtiers. These prisoners were to he kept there for the space of 10 years before being restored to liberty, the parties to whom they were assigned entering Into security to see that transporta tion was immediately effected. Thus it happened that Peter Blood, and with him Jeremy Pitt and Andrew Baynes, were conveyed to Bristol and there shipped with some fifty others aboard the Jamaica merchant. Eleven died, and amongst these was the yeo man from Oglethorpe's farm. CHAPTER IV. THE SLAVE MARKET. Towards the middle of December the Jamaica Merchant dropped an chor in Carlisle bay, and put ashore the 42 survising rebels-conviet. They beheld a town of sufficiently impos ing proportions. A fort guarded the entrance of the wide harbor, with guns thrusting their muzzles between tlie crenels, and the wide facade of government house revealed ttself dominantly placed on a gentle hill above th< town. On a wide cobbled space on tin sea front they found a guard of red coated militia drawn up to receive them. • To inspect them came Governor •Steed. After him, in the uniform of a colonel of the Barbados militia, roiled a tall, corpulent man who towered head and phoulders above Ihc governor, with malevolence plainly written on ,his enormous yellowish countenance. At his side, and coh trasting oddly with his grossness, moving with an easy stripling grace, came a slightly young lady -In a modish riding-gown. The broad brim of a grey hat with a scarlet sweep of ostrich plume shaded an oval face upon which the climate of the Tropic of Cancer had made no impression, so delicately fair was its complexion. Kinglets of red-brown hair hung to her shoulders. Peter Blood caught himself staring in a sort of amazement at that piq uant face, which seemed here so out of place, and finding his stare re turned, he shifted uncomfortably. He was in no case for inspection by such dainty eyes as these. Nevertheless, they continued to Inspect him with round-eyed, almost childlike wonder and pity. Their owner touched the scarlet sleeve of her companion. The colonel plainly gave her no more than the half of his attention. His little beady eyes were fixed upon fair haired, sturdy young Pitt, who was standing beside Blood. The governor had also come to a bait. "My dead Colonel Bishop, It Is for you to take first choice snd at your ii-. i | After that we ll send the 1 lotion." c • I Bishop nodded his acknowl <„ i ■ . ml advanced alone towards l!' -!h-( I.nvict. Before the young ;■!•> -t shire shipmaster he came to t i. ; and stood an instant ponder liv. Mm. “Fifteen pounds for this one." The master of the convict ship made a face of dismay. "Fifteen p.,1 no : It isn't half what I meant to ask tor him.’1 "It is double what I had meant to give,’’ grunted the colonel. They bar gained and Pitt was taken at 20 pounds. Peter Blood lost himself In unprof itable speculations. He was In no mood fi oonversation. nor was Pitt, who Otood dumbly at his side. To Pitt, this i-otlon was the poignant cli max o? Ml his sufferings. Blood no ticed t:i t the girl was speaking to Bishop. ml pointing up the line with a siiv r-hilled riding whip she cm rled. Then slowly, they came until the colonel was abreast of Blood. He would have passed on. but that the lady tapped him arm with her whip. "But this is the man 1 meant," she said. "This one? Bahi A bhg of bones. What should I do with him?" He was turning away when Cap tain Gardner interposed. "He mav be lean, but he's touch; to«gh and healthy. When half of them was sick and the other half sickening, this rogue kept hie legs and dbetored his fellows. Hav 15 pounds for him. colonel. That’s cheap enough." There came a chuckle from Gov ernor Steed. “You hear, colonel. Trust your niece. Her sex knows a man when it sees one." And he laughed. But he laughed alone. A eloud of annoyance swept across the face of the colonel's niece. Jeremy Pitt had almost ceased to breathe. "I'll giv^ you 10 pounds for him.' said the colonel at last. Peter Blood prayed that the offer might be rejected. For no reason that he could have given you, he was taken with repugnance at the thought of becoming the property of this gross animal, and in some sort the property of that haiel-eyed young girl. BuV it would need more than repugnance to save him from his destlnj . A slave is a slave, and has no power to shape Ills fate. Peter BThorl was sold to < 'oionel Bishop— a disdainful buyer—for the ignomini ous sum of Id pounds. CHAPTER V. ARABELLA BISHOP. One sunny morning in January. about a month after the arrival of thd Jamaica Merchant at "Bridge town, Miss Araltella Bishop rod* out frtun her uncle's fine house on the heights to the northwest of the city. She was attended by two negroes wrho trotted after her at a respectful dis tance. Reaching the summit of a gentle, grassy slope, she met a t,i lean man dressed in a aobei genu manly fashion, who walking , the opposite direction. .Miss Aral•• drew rein. 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