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THE OMATTA DAILY BEE: SUN DAT, MATICIT 22, 1903.
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FLOWER O' THE CORN,
By 3. R. CROCKETT.
(Copjrrldht, 1902. by 8. B. Crackett.)
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CHAPTER XIII.
Certain Kpnkri In Certain Wheels.
It was not at the moment a matter of
supreme personal importance to Flower-o'-the-Corn
whether or not the Camlsard
cf La Cavelerle were or were not enter
taining traitor unaware,.
But that which disturbed Flower-o'-the-Corn
wn the knowledge that her father,
the chaplain of Ardmillan's reclment, a
British officer according to military rat
ing, should be In this place, disguised, and
under, condition! which she could not help
but recognize would bring htm to the gal
lows If discovered, while at the same time
he had been the means of Introducing
among the Camlsards on who might prove
to be a French spy
The girls were now seated In Yvette s
chamber, which was pleasantly situated on
the third or highest story of the Templar"
bouse, the village spread out far oelow
like a collection of beehives.
"And why." said Flower-o'-the-Corn to
Tvette, "If this man Is really a spy of the
enemy, do you not denounce him to your
father? Or, better still, to General Ca
valier?" Tvette Foy looked stralghtly at her new
friend like one who in all her life has had
nothing to conceal.
"That were Indeed easy." she said,
calmly, "but first a French officer la a
gentleman. I have no desire to see him
torn limb from limb by a howling rabble,
a he would be If anything of what we
know appeared. And, secondly, he and
his people are lodging In this house, so
that I - can have them constantly under
observation."
"But General Cavalier my father the
ether Protestant leaders?" urged Frances
Wellwood. "They are constantly walking
about and talking with this young man."
"As to General Cavalier, as you call
hlra," said Yvette, with supreme contempt,
"the apprentice baker can attend to his
own affairs. I am not his nursemaid, and
for your father, my dear, have no fear for
him! The Camlsards will lleten to his
preachings, but will tell him nothing not
if ho were to remain here a hundred years!
Do not be afraid of him. Just because he
la the one true prophet among the many
false, God will send his angels to watch
over him!"
Yvette lifted up her beautiful eyes as
she spoke.
Flower-o'-the-Corn roje Impulsively and
threw her arms about her new friend's
neck.
"Oh, I shall love you dearly, I know!"
she cried, with a kind of sob. "I have
been so lonely here a girl with no one tj
peak to except my father."
It waa no wonder that the apparent ad
vantages were all on the side of the daugh
ter of Martin Foy, nor that when she had
undertaken the education of her Junior, the
very simplicity and directness of Frances
made her like wax In the hands of her self
constltuted guardian and tutoress.
"What would you have me do?" said
Frances meekly to Yvette Foy, "If I am not
to Inform my father that there may be a
traitor In the camp?"
"We do not know all," said Yvette, In a
low tone, "who are we, you and I? Two
girls who have no experience of treaties
and embassies or of the hither and thither
of politics. What have we seen? Only a
ault of foreign regimentals, which. If we
charge the man with the possession of, he
will doubtless say that he obtained them in
order to further his progress hither! In the
meantime, what you have to do Is simply
to steer clear of this young man with the
superabundant changes of raiment. For
the sake of your father's life, it not your
own, do not be so unwise as to have any
dealings with him!"
"That Is, at least a prescription easy to
follow," laughed Frances frsnkly and read
ily, "for Indeed and indeed I do not cars If
I never saw him again!"
At this Yvette kissed her friend, mur
muring vague girlish tenderness. Then she
gently disengaged herself and walked to the
window. Far down, at the entrance of a
certain dark entry stood a cloaked figure,
the same whom she had seen in the church
as she passed out during sermon time.
Yvette Foy smiled bitterly to herself.
"Ah, you there still, my good wagoner!"
she muttered, "well, at some trouble and
expense to myself I have succeeded in put
ting a somewhat considerable spoke In
your wheel. Master Pierre Dubois of Roche-a'-Bayard
and Hoo!"
Pretty it was to listen to the give and
take of confidence between them espe
cially the give. For while Yvette said
little, this our dove of Frances, ex
cited and rejoiced to have one of her own
age and sex to confide In, told out all that
was within her heart with the sweetest
and dellcatest blushlngs In the world.
And It waa a tale to strike her listener
with envy. For though It dealt only with
the tnnocentest and slightest girlish ad
mirations, likings, preference, what oppor
tunities did Yvette, the experienced, not
discern? What glimpses of a world of men
In rapid and brilliant action, of the glanc
ing, of golden epaulets, the glittering of
lace, the clinking of spurs, the hither and
thither of the officers of a hundred regi
ments and half a dozen services.
And this girl had walked through it all
like one In a dream! A handsome young
aJde-dj-camp of a commander-in-chief bad
anfronted her among the Brabant wheat
apart with admiration radiant In his eyes,
and she (Flower-o'-the-Corn) had ridden
off with a simple riant word upon a bor
rowed horse.
Yvette Foy had to bite ber nether lip to
keep in the words of contempt.
And meanwhile, Flower-o'-the-Corn prat
tled on regardless of all.
"Yes," she said, "It stays In my ml ml
that he admired met I do not know why
but be did. Men do those things. But
somehow somehow, though others have
looked like that at me there was some
thing about him, perhaps his puzzled air
as I rode awsy (I could laugh at it then)
that that well, it made me think of him
afterward. Of course, I shall never see him
asaln. Yes. I knew his name. He was well
known about the camp of Natnur, being
secretary to my Lord Marlborough"
"Well, his name what was It?" de
manded Yvette, who In a love affair liked
to get to the root of the matter quickly.
"His name was that Is, he was called,
so they told me (for Indeed I never spoke
to him again) Captain Maurice Ralth of bis
excellency's staff."
"He was handsome?"
"Of a handsomeness yes!" said Flower-o'-the-Corn,
curling her lip with an elabo
ration of carelessness.
"A-h-h!" said Yvette, very softly to her.
self, "he was handsome, was he of his
excellency's staff? His name, Csptaln
Maurice Ralth. Ah, captain my retty
captain If I do not hold you now in tho
hollow of my hand crack thy whip, good
master wagoner! For, If so It prove, the
thing that I desire is mine own already, or
I rhall know the reason why!"
.
The defences of the village were now ap
proaching a state of completion. La
Cavalier was now the chlefest and the
safest of all the strengths of the Camlsarda.
But already victual and forage were at a
perilously low ebb in case of a sudden at
tack. A foray was necessary. The point ol
attack and the leader must be decided upon.
As to the latter there could be little
question. The Camlsards would follow Jean
Cavalier, and no other man, so long as ho
remained among them. Had he not been
uniformly successful? Was his name not
a bugbear and terror from Nantsur-Dourble
to the Pont-du-Guarde Bcaucaire? Rolard
Catlnat Cast Inet these were good men
and true prophets, but no one of them ap
proached Jean Cavalier In the power over
men which makes command easy and nat
ural. Furthermore, the Lord was evidently
with him. He prophesied but seldom, but
when he did the thing happened. Not once
nor twice was It so, but always. Which
repute naturally made him careful of hla
words, end a Judicious silence passed
equally for wisdom.
As for Pierre the wagoner, he found it
somewhat difficult to put in the hours of
hie stay at La Cavalorle. He watched
every movement of Flower-o'the-Corn. He
saw her convoy her father out In the morn
ing, and, wrapping his cloak about him,
was at the door of the little temple before
her. But Frances was leaning upon Pat
rick Wellwood's arm, and looking up In his
face. But neither his presence nor the di
rection of his eyes escaped the notice of the
Demoiselle Yvette Foy who made her en
trance a little later.
When Frances came out. It was with
grinding of teeth that Pierre the wagoner
watched her leave her father's arm to en
counter Yvette, and noted the increasing
friendliness of the two girls which (when
one thinks of It) was after all the most
natural thing In the world.
Maurice continued to pace the narrow,
malodorous streets, till he was foot-sore.
Also he bad strained his neck, craning It
upward to look into the windows of the
auberge.
From a ' topmost tower window of the
Templar's house a pretty, spiteful faoe re
garded him as be stood grinding the inno
cent paving stones beneath his heels and
chewing the bitter cud of his disappoint
ment. "Ah," murmured the voice, with .a low,
soft thrill of scorn, "Flower-o'-the-Corn,
did you call her? A pretty maid a pretty
name by my faith both fulsome and pretty.
But such flowers are not for you, my wag
oner gentleman! Thistles plain thistles
shall be your diet. Plain, green, purple
topped thistles with ragged leaves, cropped
on an empty belly by the roadside, your
long ears flap-flapping In the wind that
frets every sss on the common and every
Tom-fool on the earth they call God's!
Such, If Yvette Foy can arrange it, shall
'be your portion!"
CHAPTER XIV.
The Alalson, Rouge.
Yet It chanced that Mistress Yvette, hav
ing seen her visitor almost within reach of
home, and knowing In addition that about
that hour her father's lodger must be be
taking himself to keep his appointment
with Jean Cavalier, a wholly unexpected
and unauthorized Interview took place In
the doorway of the wrstermost tower by
the Templar's Gate of La Cavalerle.
Frances Wellwood waa hurrying home.
It was already late In the autumnal after
noon. Her father would be there waiting
for the cup of tea which only she could
brew for him, or (more likely) having
waited In vain, he would be gone out to
complete "his surfeit of good works," as
she Irreverently called his rounds of ex
hortation and visitations among the poor
of La Cavalerle.
Suddenly Pierre the wagoner stood before
her. He appeared cloaked and hatted from
the dark of the entry. With a certain for
getfulness of his assumed position he held
out his hand to Flower-o'-the-Corn frankly
and freely as one of her own nation might
have done.
"I have again to thank you for saving
my life," he said. "I did not venture to
trouble you yesterday morning with a for
mal visit, because I saw you bad other mat
ters to occupy you. But now I do! Tha
preservation of my lite may not be much
to be tbankrul for. It Is of small value to
anyone but myself, but such a It Is I am
no way likely to have another and am
grateful to you for saving the one I have.
I know there Is something stupid in the
uttering of such things, but briefly If there
is anything in your life in which a man can
help you, think of Pierre the wagoner!"
"I thank you," said Flower-o'-the-Corn
coldly, "but In ease of need to which camp
ahall I send my messenger?"
She was thinking of the suit of French
clothes wrapped up by bis servant so care
fully In their coverings of rough matting.
For a reason at which she could not even
guess, the young man was overwhelmed
with confusion.
"To which camp? Your messenger?" be
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"Tea," she continued, smiling upon him
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offer me such hel ss a man who means It
may honretly give a woman who needs It?"
"Indeed, I said so. and I meant It!" he
reiterated, thrusting his hand out with
quick spontsneous sctlon.
But Flower-o'-the-Corn withheld hers as
If she had not seen.
"It Is gracious of you." she said, stiffly',
and with a cold feeling about her face, "but
that whlh I did for you I would have done
for your carter lad. And, Indeed, I see not
what you can ever do for mc, unless (a
spice of malice, perhaps transmitted from
Yvette Foy, shot athwart her speech) unless
perchance I should happen to have some
goods to transport betwixt tha towns of
Roche-a-Bayard and Hoo!"
Maurice stood cold stricken, faint, not
knowing what to make of the girl's knowl
edge. Was It information or a guess?
Clearly, at least, she did not believe that
he was the wagoner he had given himself
out to be.
"Madame," he replied, nevertheless, for
he had sufficient professional readiness not
to be taken wholly at a short, "If It should
ever be my good fortune to return to my
native land, be assured that I shall be hon
ored to do your behests, not only between
Roche-a-Bayard and Hoo, but also between
Hoo and Roche-a-Bayard and to the world's
end!"
He lifted hla hat loftily, with a carriage
and air that of a certainty were never those
of Pierre Dubois. He would have gone out
straightway, but something In the girl's
manner held him back.
"Stay!" she said, and hesitated for a
word, "I do not wish to let you go, believ
ing that a man like you is a traitor and a
scoundrel. Are you, or are you not the
man you seem?"
The color went wholly out of the young
man s face. The girl was right. Ke was
not the thing he seemed. Yet he had no
reason for admitting her to his confidence
(which was now also Jean Cavalier's con
fidence). The time had not arrived, and as
things stood the delay might be fatal to
him. .
Flower-o'-the-Corn waited while one
might have counted a score for him to
speak; then she heaved the least little sigh.
Inaudible save to the recorder of such like
crisis and cataclysms.
"It Is enough," she said, "same from
your own silence, I would not have believed
it. Now I know! Let me pass!"
And without a smile or the least glance
of farewell Frances Wellwood passed up the
tavern Btone stairs, with some of the grim
determination of her covenanting father on
her face.
Then there came a sudden resolution Into
the breast of Maurice Ralth. He had been
enough tossed hither and thither, enough
flouted and held at naught by this girl and
that. He was sick of It. The memory nt
It bit like the gnawing gangrene of an old
wound, restlessly, sleeplessly at bis heart.
He would not longer submit to It. He
would follow the girl and clear himself in
her eyes. He turned at the word and went
up the stairs of the tower chamber three at
a time.
But ha bad watted over long In thought.
The quick light footsteps fled higher and
richer. A heavy door clanged, almost In
bis face. He bit his Hp and In his turn
rapped loudly on the door. Maurice Ralth
had little enough Idea what he would ask
for when the door opened. He was only
acutely conscious that no longer would he,
the sometime aide and confidential messen
ger of my Lord Marlborough, be made a
clown and a laughingstock ot by this girl
and that.
The door swung back on mighty binges.
Maurice found himself fronted by the tall.
majestie presence of the late chaplain of
Ardmlllan'a regiment, who held out his band
and greeted him affectionately.
"Ah!" be exclaimed, before the young
man bad time to speak, "you have come to
consult me. If you have brought to these
poor folk ot the Cevennes sharp swords and
the armament of war It may chance that
we will give you in return bread to eat
yea, bread that the world wotteth not of.
Come thy ways in, lad."
And Maurice went In very gladly. For be
thought within him that he would see
Frances. But that wise maid, much alive
to his Intent, only listened without the door
to his converse with her father, which, to
do Patrick Wellwood Justice, was of the
gravest sort, and continued with Increasing
unwillingness en Maurice Ralth's part.
"Think, It no, sir," said the old man, and
she could see1 the movement of his fore
finger, "that by the best deeds In the world
you can win one atom of favor in the next
world"
"Right happy sLculd I be," said the young
man, soberly smiling In bis host's face, "if
my good deeds could win me one or two
things that I desire In this under world."
"Ah, yes," said the old pastor, shaking
bla white locks not lntolerently, "the favor
of some maiden or tho like tar in tba
ndYth. Have I also not been young? And
do not I know the hearts of the young?"
There was a clang without, the patter ot
little feet, a bush, and then a rustle.
"It is Cavalier," said the old man, with
a keen pleasure on bis fsce, "Jean Cavalier,
who Is to me as the son of mine old age!"
Then rage and mortification took bold of
Maurice Ralth. Had be not heard and In
terpretedthat Is, misinterpreted, as those
too keen on circumstantial evidence usually
do. It waa not the patter of Flower-o'the-Corn's
little feet to the outer door to which
he had listened. It was not the whispered
colloquy of lovers, standing a moment be
hind It, intent upon each other after It had
been closed with care, that made the little
waiting hush.
What Maurice Ralth actually beard In
the little tower over the western gate in
the village of La Cavalerle was the hurried
rush of a certain young woman, not alto
gether superior to the weaknesses of ber
sex, to the door of the turret chamber
which held her bed room, her pause for
breath In the safe darkness of the stairway,
and then the further waiting, finger on Up
for the entrance cf the visitor.
A day or two before Jean Cavalier might
also have bad bis Illusions. But now his
mind wss busy with other things. He en
tered briskly, according to his custom,
humming a cheerful psalm. The old man
took his hand and led him within, where, on
the great oak settee ha took bis seat with
the aplomb and assurance of a favorite son
of the house.
Maurice Ralth oould scarcely contain him
self for anger. He It was who had seen
her first. She was of his nation, of his
religion, of his kin almost. Were not all
Scots in tha armies of the low countries
as brothers and slstersr-
But bis last was sn argument which for
the time being be could not advance. What
had Pierre the wagoner to do with Ard
mlllan'a regiment or the Scots Dutch who
bad stood by William at Stelnklrk?
"This is the young man from our breth
ren in the north," said the old man; "he
who brought us the weapons of war and the
tidings of good cheer."
And, with bis continual bright smile Jean
Cavalier held out bis hand. There was
something Invincibly winning about the
young man perhaps even more for men
than women. Though, Indeed, thinking
himself secure from the Influenee ot
women, he was really weakest on their side.
So he sat there securly counting, even
Flower-o'-the-Corn, but a little maid by
tha wayside, to be, smiled upon as be
should pass by. And without the least
thought of Maurice or what might be bit
feelings on the subject. The young man
ground hla teeth and muttered bitterly of
the Inconstancy of women oncerniag
which, en the present occasion, he had not
t&e slightest right to make remarks.
But Maurice Ralth bsd suddenly grown
so fiercely Jealous that had an angel from
heaven come down to appease blm he
would have turned upon the Intruder with
the remark that he for one knew better and
was not to be hoodwinked.
"Ah, Dubois," said the young man, care
lessly, "you here, are you? For my part,
I came In only to pass the time till you
were due to arrive at my rooms on the
other side of the tower gstewsy."
"Aye," ssld Maurice, fiercely, "so much
was in my own thoughts also!"
Cavalier glanced momentarily across at
the Scot, but, though conscious that be
was In some degree ruffled, the young
Camlsard never for a momeot supposed
any connection between his agitation and
himself, continuing sweetly and calmly
bis talk with the old pastor
"Presently, then; presently," be said,
nodding and smiling to Maurice with such
unconscious graelousntss of charm that
Maurice, If he had not heard the light
flying footsteps and diagnosed (how wrong
fully we know) the hushful pausa could
have found It In his heart to forgive him.
As It was he only sat sulky, fingering
his bat and wishing himself out of It.
But there was no undue haste sbout Jean
Cavalier. "No wonder," thought the sus
picious Maurice; "In a little while he will
make hla excuse to go, and there In the
dim-lit passage at the stairhead, in the
obscure of the landing, she will meet him
I know the ways of such" (he did not say
bow he knew nor yet how his knowledge
gave him the right of criticism upon others,
even should his diagnosis be correct).
He woke to find himself being addressed
by the old pastor. The chaplain of Ard
mlllan'a regiment had a bottle of wine in
hla hand and his tone was that ot apology.
"Water, as I remember," said he, "was
mads sometime before wine, yet I know
not how long; and If It be the pleasure or
necessity of you two young men that you
should go forth into the night, let it not be
said that you went without such hospitality
as might be shown you by Patrick Well
wood. I have called my daughter, but I
fear that deep sleep hath fallen upon ber
young eyelids. Inasmuch as she hath not
answered. So I must e'en be mine own
drawer and setter out of drink and
victuals!"
And with that the minister betook him
self with a grave and suitable dignity to the
corner cupboard, whence he was bringing
out the silver trays and glasses, wiping
them with a clean white napkin and set
ting them In order, when aroused by the
unwonted clinking and perhaps with an ear
attuned to what was going on underneath,
Flower-o'-the-Corn came swiftly clattering
down tho stairs, with the sharp clacking
noise which her heels always made upon
the stone stairs, and as Is Indeed cus
tomary with maids of quick, nervous tem
per when they are In haste. She burst In
upon them without warning, all at gaze
open-mouthed upon her, her father wltb
the uncorked bottle In his hand.
"Father." she cried. "O, how wicked you
can be! Did I not tell you that you were
never never to touch those glasses. You
known that the last time you broke four
besides those which rolled upon the floor."
And at the rebuke ber father hung bis
bead shamefacedly.
" 'Tis true 'tis but too true. Frsnces."
he said. "I own it. It was my fault. But
Indeed I bethought me that you were gone
to bed. For I called thrice and you an
swered not!"
"I was" she began, but did not con
tinue. For it bad not come to that of It
yet wltb Frances Wellwood, that she could
In anything speak the thing which was not
'to ber father.
Then the while she sat before the youtha
the limited and austere hospitality of the
Tower on the Wall Patrick Wellwood dis
coursed at large upon the virtues of early
rising and simplicity.
"Young men," he said, "I beseech you,
mortify your members while ye are yet
upon the earth. Be ever birds of the morn
ing! Rtae and see the sun color the sky
ere his bedclothes are well off. Early ris
ing Is good for the grace of God, as it bath
been beld to be for the cultivation ot the
muses. Gentlemen, I offer you a little sim
ple country refreshment. It will neither
make nor mar you at this time ot night.
But, aa I say, since you sfe In haste, drink
your draft and be gone, like men who have
only so many posts to travel along life's
wsy, and but small lime to discount at each
one!"
Flower-o'-Corn smiled and filled the
glasses to the brim. Then she presented
one to Maurice first, as to the greater
atranger in the house, and afterward one
also to Jean Cavalier.
"Do not beed my father," she said. "His
words are mors Inhospitable than bis
heart. He cares not for anything save that
be may draw a lesson from It."
"Frances, Frances." said her father re
proachfully, "pray have a care.. Remember
that for every Idle word that man shall
speak he shall give an account. And what
wilk those young folk think of you and your
upbringing. I bid you think shame!"
Yet It waa evident enough what one at
least of these young folk thought. For, as
for Maurice Ralth, he hardly took his eyes
off the sweet, saucy face ot Flower-o'-tbe-Corn,
while even the more self-contained
prophet, Jean Cavalier, sipped his glsss and
looked over it at the lrl with a marvel
ing air.
Yet, even as be looked, he silently re
buked himself, not knowing bow much more
deadly was the snare which should one day
take him.
"The lust of the eye! The lust ot the
eye!" he murmured. And then In a louder
tone: "Well, Master Pierre Dubois, you and
I have Infinite business together and It is
high time that we begsn It, if we mean to
finish It in time to see the morning sun
shine over the Causse Nolr yonder, which,
as our old paBtor here tells us, Is the
straight way of salvation!"
"Nay, that said I not," cried Mr. Patrick
Wellwood, shaking his heed and smiling,
well enough pleased, "you are as bad as
Frances, twisting the word ot my mouth.
I said not that to rise early was the way
ot salvation, but only that, other things
being equal. It may be made means ot
grace, or so at least I havs found It!"
"Father," said his daughter, msekly. "It
Is, ss I Judge, your only grevlous sin,
though hitherto I have not dared tell you
of It. It keeps you ss puffed up with self
righteousness all day that you are per
fectly unapproaohable unless one Is srmed
to the teeth! You have no Idea," she
added, turning to the young man, "what I
have to reckon on with when he takes a
turn of getting up before the sun. It I am
five mlnutea after him I am aven as a
stranger and a castaway."
"It Is to me wonderful end miraculous,"
said Pstrlck Wellwood, weightily, "that I
should have begot and reared a girl like
this, who will thus persist In belying and
misrepresenting the course of my actions
to hsrward. But there is In my country a
good proverb, though (I believe) without
scrirtural warrant, ot the direct sort:
'Whoso spcaketh against father or mother,
tba corbies shall pyke bis eyas out!' "
"Well, father," aald the girl. "I must
see that In the original Hebrew before I
can accept It. And, moreover, it Is true
enough about the getting up in the morn
ing. You know as well ss I do that It
snake, you shamefully upsetting all the day.
There Is, Indeed, ne living wltb him, gen
tlemen, except as the worm may with thu
gardener by keeping well out of hla way."
CHAPTER XV.
The Hoar Before the Dawn,
Seeing that no more was to be gained by
remaining In the western gatehouse of the
town of La Cavalerle, and that, as the
young Camlsexd leader bad aald, the time
BUSY at BENNETT'
EVERYTHING THAT BRAINS, BRAWN AND MUSCLE
CAN DO IS BEING DONE TO HURRY THE GENERAL OPENING OF THE
PEOPLE'S FAVORITE SHOPPING PLACE. ALREADY SEVERAL OF THE
DEPARTMENTS ARE IN FULL BLAST. THE CLOAK DEPARTMENT HAS
BEEN MOVED BACK TO ITS REGULAR SPACE-MORE ROOM HAS BEEN
ADDED, NEW WORK ROOMS, NEW FITTING ROOMS AND FURNITURE
MAKES IT ONE OF THE HANDSOMEST DEPARTMENTS OF THE KIND
IN THE WEST. THE MILLINERY DEPARTMENT IS ALSO READY FOR
BUSINESS WITH AN ELEGANT STOCK OF LATEST SPRING STYLES.
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Specials for Monday in
Millinery Dept.
Models from the most re
nown foreign and domestic de
signers, as veil as hundreds
from our own work room,
which are equally as pretty,
are ready for inspection wheth
er you are ready to buy or not.
We only ask for you to come
and see them, for styles were
never prettier than this season.
We win make a specialty of
flO and 12 pattern hats.
Three hundred trimmed hats In all the
new shades and colors In flowers, foil
ages, chiffons and rib A g c
bone, at a special price L KJ !Va
for Monday J
A special trimmed bat tn black only,
that cannot find Its equal f f
for atyle and durability, jj
100 tucked chiffon bats -v
worth three dollars, yj
100 tucked chiffon rim -f swat
straw crown, worth I il
$2.25. at A"-
Ladies' Spring Jackets
"THE NEW MONTE BELLA" JACKET A beautiful Una of Imported asmple
capes black, oxford, navy, tan and Shcpard's plaid Q QA
at IIS.W. $17.90. $15.00, $10.00 and OeVvl
BILK MONTE CARLO AND COFFEE JACKETS Made of taffeta Q QA
and peau do solo, at $35. $30, $22.50, $20, $15. J12.7S, $11.00 and J JJ
CLOTH BLOUSES Made of cheviot, Venetian volllo and broad- -4 E AA
cloth at $20.00, INi.fiO and IOiUU
CLOTH MONTE CARLOS In navy and tan unllned, full sleeves,
nicely tailored, at ',
WALKING SKIRTS Nicely stitched, habit backs black, blue
and gray worth $5.00, price
WALKING SKIRT Strapped seams, six rows of stitching at the
bottom black' and colors price
BLACK CHEVIOT DRESS SKIRT Trimmed In black taffeta straps
percaline lining price ,
BRILLIANT SKIRTS Latest style, some are trimmed In taffeta strapa
spunglaes lining colors, black and blue prices $6.05, A iQ
$5.48 and 4e40
SAMPLE LINE DRESS SKIRTS Broadcloth, cheviot, etamlno and voile trim
med in fancy braids and buttons, with and without drop Untng
black and colors, worth up to $15.00, at
HANDSOMELY TAILORED BLOUSE SUIT Collarless coat and stolo front
trimmed with taffeta bands, seven-gore, unllned skirt,
in sll colors, at
A NOBBY SUIT STRICTLY TAILORED JACKET
In black and blue cheviot, at
ANKLE LENGTH SUITS In novelty cloth, blouse Jacket lined with aatln and
skirt strapped and tailored with 12 rows of stitching -4 sV f f
on bottom of skirt, at 1 vJevJvJ
SAMPLE SUITS We are showing a line of sample suits tn etamlne and voile
silk, lined throughout, made In the latest cuts, trimmed tn
lace and taffeta band and button postillion back, $25, $22.60 and
.7.45
2.95
.5.95
:.2.90
7.90
stolo front
9.90
.8.95
19.90
Dress Goods
Extra special values in latest dress goods.
Black Dress Goods
10 PIECES 46-INCH BLACK ENGLISH BRILLIANTINE dust
finish, always sold for 75c, marked special sale
only, yard
10 PIECES 62-INCH BLACK SICILIAN extra heavy and bright
finish cheap at $1.00 yard, special price, yard
10 PIECES 64-INCH BLACK MISTRAL A pretty new raised weave,
silky appearance a genuine $1.60 value special
prlca
19-INCH MERCERIZED VE8TINOS
beautiful finish, swell assortment of
patterns In all white, black and white
and colored effects, all' the new
weaves, worth up to 76c yard.
special at
Swell new effects In all the popular
shades, In all linen voile and etamlnes,
a beautiful quality and very
stylish, special at, yard
29-INCH PRINTED OXFORD WAIST.
INGS all pretty new patterns, all col
ors, In figures and stripes
worth $20c yard, at
32-INCH FINE IMPORTED ANDERSON
GLASGOW MADRAS a awell line ot
patterna and all colors for men's shirts
and waists, guaranteed strictly fast
colors worth 85o yard,
at ,
LUNCH CLOTH AND SCARFS 18-27
hemstitched and drawn work border
linen tray cloth, plain weave
worth 36c, at, each . ,
18-45 SCARFS hemstitched and drawn
border, worth 60c
at
$6-80 size Lunch Clotb, worth
at
16-36 size Lunch Clotb .worth
75c, at, each
50c
50c
14c
...25c
ARFS 18-27
ork border
:a::.25c
nd drawn
39c
45c
59c
proof, bright
50c
75c
has fine
1.00
Colored Dress Goods
60 PIECES NICE NOBBY NEW COLORED DRESS GOODS In etamlnes, snow
flake and pretty tweed mixtures goods in this lot very desirable for separ
ate skirts and nice dressy dresses, almost any color desired, valuca In this
lot worth 76o and 85o yard will go on sale Monday morn- CI "-
ing at, yard uUC
48-INCH CREPE EGYPTIAN A pretty soft clinging material one of this sea
son's most popular dress fabric, all the new shades for street wg
and evening wear, will be put on special sale Monday at, yard -M. Uw
45-INCH FRENCH WOOL TAFFETA A medium weight all wool dust proof
suiting a very pretty new fabric In a very stylish range of color- -f ff
ings, considered cheap at $1.25 special price, yard leVfvf
MISTRALS 46-inch all wool mistrals, nice crisp finish, all the '"T"
new spring colors special only, yard A. Ow
Wash Goods Dept.
We have Just received Cur delayed shipments of fine Imported and domestlo
wash goods In white and fancies. The asoertmcnt Is complete and is com
posed of all the newest weaves, patterns and effects produced for this spring
and summer wear. Owing to the late arrival profits have been sacrificed in
order to move stock quickly.
27-INCH WHITE DIMITIES, check nainsooks, lace and fancy
wash goods for waists and children's dresses worth up to 17c,
at, yard
81-INCH HEAVY WELT WHITE PIQUE WAI3TINGS
worth 16c yard, at
27-INCH WHITE PIQUES In new figured effects worth 20c,
at, yard
10-INCH MERCERIZED STRIPE WHITE WAISTINGS very pretty
effects, worth 25c, at, yard ,
2S-INCH FINE MERCERIZED OXFORD WAISTINGS two thread
weave, regular SOo grade, at
60 PIECES OF MERCERIZED AND PLAIN FINISH WHITE WAISTINGg no
two pieces alike. This lotjncludes all the latest weaves, patterns and ef
fects In figures, dots and stripes, a beautiful quality, worth
up to S9c, at, yard
75 PIECES OF WHITE VESTINGS In plain and merrcrlzed finish, Includes all
the latest effects In the different weaves, oxfords. In stripes, figures and
plain satin damasks, in besutlful figures, cheviots, fancy patterns
piques. In dots figures and stripes, worth up to 50c yard, at
stripe white
10c
10c
14c
19c
22c
riNGg no
a and ef-
25c
35c
bad eome for their departure, Maurice rose,
still sulkily, and with tha briefest salute
tlon to the pastor and his daughter, made
his way directly downstairs, resolved that
If there was te be any hole-and-cornerlng
In the lee of opened doors, he would not be
the man to spoil sport.
But, all unconsciously, Cavalier coun
tered him, and with a parting salutation as
brief but far more gracious, Intimated that
slnoe he bad business with this gentleman
which would In nowise stand over, It would
be convenient for tbAa to depart forth
with. To each of the young men Flower-o'-the.
Cora bad tendered ber band, with the ssme
swift, upward glance, blue and tender aa
the drawing of a June day. Perhaps (and
it there bad been any chronometer beatlug
traction of seconds In tha company) it
might have been observed that she with
drew ber band a trifle the more quickly
from that ot Maurice Ralth. From which
a man would have deduced one thing and a
woman quite another. The woman, ot
course, would have been la the right.
The two young men sailed out into the
night. Tba keen, silent gratitude of the
overreaching heavens receiving them, sod
He looked at the date at the bead of the
letter and then at a printed "Reckoning of
Days" done in Toulouse which was pinned
to his desk.
"You have been long upon the way, sir,"
he said, somewhat brusquely, to Maurice
Ralth.
The young Scot resented both the words
and the tone.
"I have come aa quickly as my orders
and the safety of the service admitted," he
answered, haughtily. "For that and the
rest I shall answer to my superior officer!"
"I beg your pardon," answertd Juan
Cavalier, the fresh boyishness clean gone
out of his face, "but the dates do you
know that we of the Cevennes are to make
arrangements to meet a squadron of British
ships, cruising upon the Mediterranean
coast, and from them receive further store
of provisions and armament of war?"
"And what ot that?" ssld Maurice Ralth,
scarcely yet come to himself.
"Well," answered the young Camlsard,
gravely, "we have but three days to do It
In that Is sll."
He threw the paper upon the tsble, and,
leaning his head upon his hand, stood con
sidering. Maurice glanced involuntarily at
the wrltiAg, which waa, of course, wholly
a sharp, effectual chill ot the high causses familiar to him. It wss even as the young
in the very bite ot the air. It smelt ot
snow the snow which comes so early up
there. For In the valley of the Dourbt
the grapes have not yet dona hanging black
upon the trellises when the good wives of
La Cavalerle are busily sweeping the white
wreathes from their doors.
"You hsve your papers with you?" said
Cavalier, carelessly, as they mounted the
staircase ot the opposite or eeatermoet
tower. v
"I have!" aald Maurice, briefly, and passed
them over Intact, atill bearing the seals
which had been Impressed upon them by
my Lord Marlborough himself.
The young lesder of the Camlsards lit a
lamp, set it oa the mantel shelf, and, lean
ing his arm carelessly against the stone
work, broke the seal and aet b!mself ta
peruse the documents within. As he did
so the fashion of bis countensnce altered.
He frowned more and more darkly upon
the written page.
man had said. So many days the combined
fleet would cruise off the coast rant of
Cett. If no communication was effected
during this period it would be underfoot
by those In command thst the landing was
impossible and the squadron would return
whence it came.
(To be Continued.)
itKi.K.iot a.
The largest salary paid ti any clergyman
In Cleveland 1 a year, that hiii junt
being reelved hy Rev. Paul K. Sutihen,
pastor of the Second Presbyterian ihnreh.
The naphtha launch of the Christian Kn
deavur society of 1 rovUlrnee. K. I., hua
vlalteU l.i'U wspels (hi va-uHun. and o.er
3 tallnra have been ministered to l,y Kn
deavorers by mesne of It.
Frsnrls fjilas Chaisrd will celrhrule on
May lu the iweniy lilih anniversary ul hi.
elevation to the l'Wlirl of tlie (limit, o?
Vlncennes, now the diocese of Indianapolis.
Ind.
A total abstinence association la Berlin
has been establishing halls where laborer
tan hold their muetlngH without resorting
to Kulouns or being obliged (0 ord-'r ln
toxlratln drinks. The hlla are to he of
fered free to worklnKmen.
A New York paner (invert that Ttev. Krtl
tor James SI. Huik:t-y, the JteihudUl, "tone
under an tmsumed name a complete cour
in 'ChriHtian Heieiict-.' for the purpose of
expohdng ll." It quotes the reverend mtui
himself ua lyithorliy for the statement.
Mr. Andrew Stevenson, president of tha
YoniiR Men Prenliyterlan un mi of Chi
cago, stated reeentlv that hs h dlreet resul:
of the Ktalillbhinent ol flltile elses ther-i
had been 2. addition to the ehurehc
and that fii more would unite by April 1.
Hev. Iir. MaeAMhur niy New Vol k 1 on i
of the gvtatcst mlkslon tit 1 is In th world,
and KimKextx that all thu churches of tho
state should rnHke annual offerlns; for ml,
slon work in ine metropolis, where the cndi
of the earth meet.
SIGN THE PLEDGE
If You T11I, But That ,
con't cure Dionsemsss!
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lr tlm Bii-dlrd proiuMtoo. It dlmw.l
roMlttlun 4f tU cirjtaua of Uut Ufly ,nii tb
ebnornibl atatt of h- nerfes of tbe alomnr!i
deriianri morn llia wlll-jH.wer to effact a cure.
"OauIKl." n j'.i.iUTrlr d.atn.y ail crar
ln and il-nlre for ll.im.r. Tbls remedy la pre.
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txlerlpia an4 ei.iorli.ra ai:il ulirlv kihi.t i.. i
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tfa or c.lTer. n fact, It tones an the dla, aa-j I
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