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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (April 26, 1903)
April 20, 1900. THE ILLUSTRATED BEE. 11 who was abroad and that without too great difficulty." CHAPTER XXVII. The Thins Moat Wonderful la All the World. Moniteur and Madame Montbellard, the boat and hostess of the dainty little maiden who had been io marvelously transported to them across the gorge of the Dourble, were equally glad to welcome the cele brated minister from Genera and his young friend. It was not long, therefore, before they conreyed Patrick Wellwood to an up per chamber, where was hidden from pry ing and Inquisitorial eyes a precious store of remembrances of the Old Temple of the Consistory In a certain small and incon spicuous street known by the name of Threadneedle. But during this time there were other two left below stairs who were quite other wise employed. The Jealousy of the actions of young girls, so common In conventual and Catbolio France, had not at that time attacked the Protestant departments. The young people were therefore left to gether without a thought. And as a first proof that this confidence had been rightly reposed In them, they looked In contrary directions out of different windows and spoke never a word. Maurice had by this time thrown off-his blouse, and as Billy Marshall had not yet brought him his ordinary attire, he was still in the by no means unbecoming dress of the Maison Rouge. Presently from his window he vented a long sigh, hollow and desolate as the winds which draw - and withdraw through the gouffres and caves of Padirac. Flower-o'-tbe-Corn smiled, but secretly and to herself. Maurice smiled again, a sigh so mighty that the curtains rustled as at the rising of the valley wind In the Dourble. Whereat Flower-o'-the-Corn laughed out right and then immediately felt that she had made a mistake. For Instantly, as if stung by the ripple scorn, Maurice left his seat and was standing by her side. He did not venture to touch her and she bent her eyes steadily upon her white seam. She regained her gravity with an effort and for the moment at least neither laughed nor smiled. She only sewed as If her livelihood depended upon the diligence of her fingers. "That was cruel of ycu, do you know?" he said, his fingers Itching to lay them selves upon the waves and tangles of her corn-red hair and watching the clear sweep ing curve of the nape of her white neck till It was lost In her gown. He could not see her face, and that in the .circumstances was perhaps as well. Flower-o'-the-Corn looked up at him with a kind of surprise. "What was cruel of me to laugh V she said. "I am sorry! I suppose you sighed because because Yvette Is not here. But I cannot help that, you know!" Then she shook her head sadly, as If grieving over his Iniquity. "Have you no pity in you?" said Maurice, meekly. "I made a grievous mistake. I I never loved that woman." "Then the greater the shame," said Frances, quick as a flash. "Not that the matter interests me," she added, resuming her sewing calmly. "I have good eyes. They do not deceive me. I am not under any necessity to find excuses for young men Conducting a Campaign (Continued from Eighth Page.) It is one of the big tasks. A veteran In Omaha nnd Nebraska politics, the one man whose experiences are probably more val uable than those of any other In the state, estimates that under ordinary circumstances about (2,500 la required to properly con duct a city campaign In this city and then he admits that no money need be wasted and that more than that could easily be UBed legitimately. Three legitimate and common sources of revenue present themselves. One Is before the primaries by taxing every man who goes on the primary ticket as a candidate delegate; another is to tax every nominee of the convention, and the third Is by vol untary contribution, which Is not always a safe plan. Few crimes of credulity are committed In the management of a polit ical campaign, at least not by the sagacious and astute politicians. Too often the natural presumption of law Is reversed and men are sometimes charged with the oner ous task of proving their innocence. At any rate, when It comes to getting oil for lubricating this campaign machine the shrewd engineer does not sit down and wait for a gusher. The law by which nominees are taxed for their proportion of the cam paign expenses has been severely criti cized because it imposes a uniform amount on each candidate, regardless of the sal ary of the office to which he aspires. It Is held that there should be a ratio between the contributions, governed by the ratio of the salaries. Another lameness In this law has been pointed out In that where It limits the amount of money an office seeker may expend. It simply Invites perjury, since It is maintained that but very few men are going to stay within those bounds fixed by law If they see a chance to profit In transgression, and that they are not going to Indict themselves! by submitting a report showing they have spent more than the law allows them. One not acquainted with a political cam- who make such mistakes! They are all too apt to repeat them!" "There Is nothing I would like better," said Maurice, daringly. He began to feel that he had long enough acted as nether millstone. Flower-o'-the-Corn rose haughtily, fold ing up her sewing as she did so. "I must go to my father. I think he is calling me," she said, with what severity she could command. Now, what happened Just after that It Is hard for the most accurate chronicler to say. Frances Wellwood had a needle In her hand. So much Is certain. And as Maurice Ralth took a step nearer to her something occurred. "Now I told you," she said, laying her hand on her breast as If to recover her breath. "I am not Yvette Foy, and and I hope it did hurt. Tou had no right!" The needle stood our threateningly, like a bayonet which has been fleshed once and is again at the ready. Maurice was holding his arm, a look of ludicrous penitence upon his face. "Do not let us be held asunder by the foolish Impulse of a moment, .the vanity of an hour," pleaded Maurice. "I have loved you, you alone ever since I saw you stand among the ripe wheat on the Brabant plain with the sky above you no bluer than your eyes!" ' It was somehow pleasant to hear words like these from Maurjce Ralth, but the daughter of the chaplain of Ardmlllan's regiment was not of those who are easily won. , ' "She had no black eyes," she went on, maliciously, "they are very beautiful. I am sure you told her that you preferred such!" Maurice, however, was In no way dis couraged. She made no further movement to leave the room, and the young aid of my Lord Marlborough knew that so long as a woman does that she will listen to reason or, as the case may be, to unreason. At all events, she will listen. There was a bright flush of rose on the girl's cheeks which had not been there when she sprang daintily Into her father's arms, or even when she had come upstairs so poutingly on his arm. - She stood exam ining her seam, apparently lost In admira tion of the fineness of the stitches. ... , . "Frances," he conftnued, manfully, "I love you. I have loved you a long time. I have told your father that I love you. He knows who I am, and at least be does not disapprove. To one question only do I . believe that I am entitled to an answer" Here Flower-o'-the-Corn moved her feet uneasily on the uncovered wooden floor, but she did not speak. "Do you love any man so much that you feel there is no room in your heart for met" The blue eyes of Flower-o'-the-Corn flashed upon htm almost mischievously, though lees wickedly than those other black ones of Yvette Foy. "Yes!" she said. That and no more. He was answered, and now she looked full at him as If dating him. The sunburnt out-of-doors' hue upon Maurice Ralth's face paled Instantly to a ghastly paleness. His finger nalU gripped deep into his palms. His head grew sud denly light, the room turned round, and had ho not been near the window sill he might have fallen. The girl's answer com- paign might ask, "What are some of the Items of legitimate" expense T" They are so numerous as to make it de cidedly difficult to enumerate them. During the heat of the battle the city must be thoroughly canvassed. An army of men is necessary to do this successfully. In the first place In the present campaign all fac tions have speakers out every night. Halls where these speakers hold forth must be paid for and so must all the little inci dentals arising with the meetings, such as printing and advertisements, and in a few Instances the speakers themselves muit have a little money for their trouble. Then there are all the office expenses at the headquarters; stenographers, literature, posters, messengers and various such things that go to make up any office management. One of the most important duties, or tasks It had better be called, of the machine Is to get hold of every voter, registered and unregistered in the corporate limits of the city and make an effort to have every one registered before the election time rolls around. Here Is where Dick Croker's In exorable cry of "get votes" cornea In. The objective point of every political campaign Is to reach the voters. They must be made to register and vote on election day or there is no hope of winning. Consequently all efforts center on this one plan to get votes. That must be done at all hazards. Now It costs money to hire men to get these registered and unregistered names and see that those not on the registration books are put there. In this connection It be comes necessary to send out recruiting squads all over the municipality to gather in the stragglers; go out Into the highways and hedges and scrape up voters who didn't know they were voters and see that they get In line for election day. Some transfers of residences have been made during the last year or since the last elec tion. Maybe soms of the people have for gotten that It will be necessary for them to register again in order to vote from their new residence. They will be re- lng, as a pistol shot, for the moment par alyzed him. The great blue eyes followed every move ment, at first with doubt, to which fol lowed surprise. Then came compunction, and lastly Flower-o'-the-Corn added softly: "I meant my fa'.hcr!" Brought up as Frances had been among the talk of men,, the constant alternation (as It were) of lovemaklrg and the shorter catechism, she could hardly believe that the matter could he so serious to a man as she knew it must be to a woman whose fate It 'is to suffer, or rejoice all her life according to her heart's choice. But as she looked at the ghastly pallor, the sudden shaking of the springs of life, she felt that this was something mightier than aught she had yet experienced. She held out her hand Impulsively. There was no needle In It this time. "I am sorry!" she said very simply. And so while the voice of Pstrlck Well wood rose and fell In the exposition of the true doctrine of John Calvin, and the rustling of letters spiritual and letters controversial reached their ears, it came to these two that they loved each the other 1th a great love. CHAPTER XXVIII. The Ferry of Besaralrt. For more than an hour two people had been following the dog's trail, which led xlgxa jown the bald precipices of the Cauase where It overhangs the river. The stars twinkling above them grew sparser and more ralnbow-Uke In their sparkling as the adventurers dipped lower into the valley haze. But the two minded nothing but them selves neither In the hesvens above nor in the earth beneath-His, Indeed, Is the wsy of such. They had heard behind them as they fled from La Cavalerle the sound of the chanted evening psalm, telling of peace and mercy and the atern Joy of righteous ness. And to Yvotte Foy it was no more than the crying of the whooper swans high overhead In the windless November dusks, or the winter wolves howling across the wilderness in the gray dawnlngs. But to Cavalier every note came to htm sharp toothed with remorse. Each line was hal lowed by the associations of bygone com munions, of gales of the spirit sweeping - over the congregation of the Lord's Folk. And clearer than all, Cavalier saw the empty place whore he should have stood, the little red Bible he had brought from Geneva, with a hundred places marked, yellowed at the bottom of every page by the thumb grip. He bad never thought to part with that. It was to have accompanied him to the coffin, so that (in That Day) he might, as It were, readily find the place and stand with the Charter of Salvation Patent In his hand. ' Ah, but it was over. Standing high as heaven, he had fallen lower than the low est pit. For others there might be hope; for him none. Jean Cavalier felt all this as be went further from the low, easily destructible walls, which for his sake the hands of the faithful hill men had built. He overpassed the ordered lines of trenches, now half filled with snow and left behind him the sound of that alow and sorrowful chanting. Once he put his hands to his ears to shut out the call. But it canw clearer than ever, sharp as reproach. They seemed to be singing over an open grave the entomb- minded of it by one of the vlgllants sent out from the headquarters. And then on election day this same army of guardian angels will still ply' their busy craft and see that none of those stragglers whom they registered fail to vote. This takes money and lota of it, for it requires livery rigs at (10 a day each and not less than forty can do the work for a single party in this city; fetter have fifty or sixty. So there is $500 or 1600 without going any further. Another very important element and an expensive one, is the maintenance of challengers in every voting place in the city to see that their .respective sides are not unfairly treated and that illegal voters are not rushed In. The modus operandi then, of a city cam paign or any other kind of a political war fare, must be a machine an organization so systematically and scientifically con structed as to be nothing else in effect but a machine. Every part of the machine must fit Into the other readily and so as to cause no friction. Harmony in the ranks, mutual confidence and thorough co operation of all the component factors are absolutely essential.. The ordeal Is a try ing one; it is a test of patience, strength, both mental and physical, in short of all the powers of human endurance and unless there is perfect unanimity of plans and purposes the best results are not possible. Of the present city campaign In Omaha while it may be said that it la one of the most closely contested, it Is comparatively free, thus far at least, from those spec tacular features which might have been expected as a result of the acrimonious primaries and conventions. Damocles Eats Heartily "That suspended sword doesn't teem to affect your appetite," observed Dlonystus. "No," replied his guest; "it's nothing to having a board bill hanging over you." Tucking hta napkin under his chtn he at tacked the hash with renewed zest. New York Tribune. merit of all that was noble and worthy ta Jean Cavalier. "Ah. well." He drew a long sigh at least (If among the powers of evil there be any kindly demons) he had not sold himself for naught. Was there not at least a soft hand In hlsf He could aee against the snow the outline of a woman's form. He knew, even under the fur-lined cloak, that It was beautiful. Once when she turned to guide him, he could see the stars shine In her eyes, which ' otherwise, he knew, wero black as night upon the pools of the Tarn. 8ome where below there lay tho ferry of Beaucalre. What awaited him down In that gulf of blackness? At that moment Yvette nestled closer to him. He felt the warmth grow and tingle about his heart. Many things began to dissolve to alter and change. Remorse and reproach no longer troubled him. He heard no more the sound of the solemn singing. The dirge music ceased. The empty grave well, for every one on the face of the world there awaited a grave. They went down hand In hand. And In the stillness of the night Jean Cavalier could hear plainly the beating of the girl's heart, and once as they stood panting en a ledge her breath came up aweet to him as the seent of dew wet wallflower on morn in Mav. It was strange with what surety of In stinct the girl found her way. Where Cav alier, Indurated and accustomed to night surprises as he was, could see one yard, she could see ten. Not once did she fall or hesitate. Down, down they went, clinging desperately to stray tree stems or following threads of track which the mountain sheep would shy at and go far about to ehoose the easier path. The stars Inclosed above them. Tho deep gorge of the Tarn Bhut them In. All was dark across the wster as they stood on the crisp grass of the margin, still hand In hand. The wind was still and edgeless after the ley Causae. But Cavalier, listening Intently, could hear the little thin floes adrift on the river rippling and rust ling like rats among the sheaves In a barn. Then mellow and large and full tho vole of Yvette Foy passed acrosa to the farther shore "Vive le Rol le Rol le Rol!" sho cried over and over again In the modulated tones of one who sends a summons to the kins-herd to turn towsrd the milking bars. "Le Rol le Rol!" came back the scare diminished echo, so clear and loud, that Cavalier himself atarted. He thought some -one had answered. But for a long minute) there was no sound. And then be could hear the dip of oars which grew nearer and more Imminent across the black flood. "Ice," he could hear a voice, "quick with the boathook! Push off there, I tell you!" Shrouded forms the prow of a boat front which streamed away a swirl of phos phorescent light, tho grind of Ironshod keel on the sandbank, the flash of an' oar feath ering, the fending screech of a metal prone on the rocks, and le! the boat they bad corns to And was wating for them. "My lady!" "Marquis!" "He Is here ready to do the king's bid ding!" So without a word Jean Cavalier stepped among the servants of the one king, and lost thereby his claim to be numbered among the servants of the other kingdom. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Chemical Alcohol The Journal Official of Paris says in a report of the proceedings of the National Agricultural society that a new means baa been discovered of producing alcohol. As a result of experiments made many years ago by Mr. Berthelot, In the chemical analysts of alcohol, efforts have been made to per fect and simplify the proceedings that ha had Indicated, and it now appears that chemical alcohol can be made from carburet of calcium and its product, acetylene, at 9 cents a gallon, the alcohol to be of 100 degrees. Bubbles Hot and heavy her first biscuits. The dog-star ought to be a comet, so as to have a tail. Being careful of your watch is only as way of saving time. You can "look like thirty cents" when you "feel like sixty." Even the temperate printer may be will ing to "set 'em up." It's an incompetent book agent who isn't able to speak volumes. A boy's stroke of genius may be If scribed as a "master"-pleoe. Speaking of women sailors, Lot's wi , is remembered as an "old salt." The leading woman doesn't like It a bit It anyone gets the start of her. . Tho mermaid Is right in her element when she fuhes for compliments. If every man has his double, how Is tt that so many of them remain singlet Yon can't always tell tho extent of a lover's passion by his outward sighs. Are car windows a protection? They en able the passengers to look out for them selves. There are none so blind, sometimes, as those who fall In love at first sight Philadelphia Bulletin.
