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March 27, 1004. THE ILLUSTKATKll IUSE. 13 where I want to go, nnd ho could give itw a cast. Vou remember what Tomoa Castro said." Rookshy came to a suddon halt, and be gan furiously to switch his corded logs. "Curse Carlos, and his . Castro, too. They'll have me in lull betwixt them. They're both in my red barn, It you want their direction. " He hurried on euddenly up the hill, leav ing me gazing upwards at him. When I caught him up he was swearlng-as one did In those days nnd stamping his foot In the middle of the road. "I tell you," he said violently, "It's the roost accursed business! That Castro, with his Cuba, is nothing but a blasted buc caneer and Carlos is no better. They go to Liverpool for a passage to Jamaica, and see what comes of it!" It seems that on LJverpool docks, in the owl tight, they fell in with an elderly hunks who had just returned from West Indies, who asks the time at the door of a shipping Rtfent. Castro pulls out a watch, and the old fellow Jumps on it, vows It is his own, taken from him years before by some picaroons on his outward voyage. Out from the agent's comes an other and swears that Castro Is one of the eelf-samc crow. He himself purported to be the master of the very ship. After wardin the solitary dusk among the ropes nnd bales there had evidently been some play with knives, nnd it ended with a flight to London, nnd then down to Kooksby's red barn, with the runners In full cry after them. "Think of it," Rookshy said, "and me a Justice and oh, It drives mo wild, this lhole"-and-corner work! There's a filthy muddle with the free traders a whistle to blow after dark at the quarry. Tonight of all nights, and me a Justice and as good as a married man!" I looked at him wonderingly In the dusk; his high coat collar almost hid his face, and his hat was pressed down over his eyes. The thing seemed incredible to me. Here was an adventure, and I was shocked to sec that Kooksby was in a pitiable state about it. He seemed ready to tear his hair, and then I put In my say. Ife needed a littla persuasion, though, in spite of Veronica. I should have to meet Carlos Riego and Castro in a little firwood above the quarry, in half an hour's time. AH 1 hud to do was to whistle three bars of "Ullihullero," as a signal. A connection had already been arranged with the free traders on the road and they were coming down that night, as we knew will enough. They were coming In force from Cantebury way down to the Marsh. It had cost Ralph a pretty penny; but onco in the hands of the smugglers, his cousin and Castro would be safe enough from the runners; it would have needed .a troop of horse to take them. A bout was to take them out into the bay, where an outward bound West Indiaman would pick them up. Finally Ralph settled it; and I embarked n a long adver.lure. CHARTER II. Between moonrhse and sunset I was tumbling through the bracken of the little copse that wus like a tuft of hair on the brow of the great while quarry. I made the circuit of the copse, whistling softly my three bars of "Ullibullcro." Then 1 plunged into it. My pulse was dancing with delight my heart, too. It was like a game of hlde-and-seck, and yet it was life at last. I moved forward again, getting back to ward the road I Nhought I caught the out lines of a man's ha down among the tos sing lints of the bracken. I whispered loudly: "Carlos! Carlos!" A shaft of blazing yellow light darted from the level of the ground Into my daied eyes. A man sprang at me and thrust something cold and knobby into my neck cloth. The light continued to blaze Into my eyes; it moved upward and phone on a red wlstcoat dashed with gilt buttons. I was being arrested. . . . "In the klng'4 name. ..." A hand wus clutching my windpipe. "Don't you fo much as squeak, Mr. Cas tro." a voire whispered in my ear. The lanthorn light suddenly died ou and I heard whispers. "Ciet him out on to 1he rood. . . . I'll tackle the other . . . Darbies. . , . Wind his knife". From far abovo u came n shout, then a ronfused noise of voltes. The moon began to get up; above the cutting the clouds had a fringe of sudden silver. A horseman, cloaked nnd muffled to the ears, trotted warily toward us. "What's up?" he hailed from a matter of ten yards. "What ere you showing that glim for? Anvthlng wrong Iie'ow?-' The runni rs kept tilence; we heard th clic k of a pistol lock. "In the king's mmr-." I.IUywhlte shnulpj, "get oT that nag nnd lend a hand! We've a prisoner." The horser?an give an incredulous whistl and then hctan to shout, his voice winding mournfully uphill, "HU'.o' llllo o n." An echo stole t a k. "Hallo! Hallo oo"; then a number of voices. The horse stood, dmoplrif his bend, nnd the man turned In Ills siddie. "Rnnnrrs," he should!. "Row street runners! Come along, come alons, boys! We'll roast 'em. . . . Runners! Runners!" The sounJ of heavy horses at a jolting trot came to our ears. "We're In for It." Lillywhlle grunted, "D n this county of Kent.' Thomas never loosened his hold on my collar. At the steep of the hill the men nnd horses came Into sight against the white sky, a confused crowd of ominous things. "Turn that lanthorn off'n me," the horse man said. "Don't you see you frighten my horse? Now hoys, get round them" The great horses formed an irregular half-circle round us; men descended clum sily, like sacks of corn. The lanthorn was seized and Hashed upon us; there was a confused hubbub. I caught my own name, "Yes, I'm Kemp John Kemp," 1 cul'el. "I'm true blue." The horseman rode up to me and caught mo by the collar. "Hold your tongue," he said roughly. He began to make a set speech, anathena ttzlng runneri. He moved to tie our fret, and hang up by our linger nulls over the quarry edge. "Ullndfold "em lads," he cried, and turned me sharply round. "Don't struggle," he whist ered In my ear; his silk handkerchief came cool across my eyelids. I felt hunds fumbling with a knot at the back of my head. "You're all right," he said again. The hubbub of voices ceased suddenly. "Now lads, bring 'em ulong." A voice I knew said their watchword, "Snuff and enough," loudly, and Uien, "What's agate?" Someone else answered, "It's Rookshy, it's Sir Ralph." The voice Interrupted sharply, "No names, now. I don't want hanging." The hand left my arm; there wus a pause in the motion of the procession. I caught a moment's sound of whispering. Thou a new voice cried, "Strip the runners to tlio shirt. Strip 'em. That's It." I heard rome groans and a cry, "Vou won't murder us." Then a nasal drawl. "We will surely." Someone else, Rangsley, I think, called, "Rring 'em along this way now.' After a period of turmoil we sepmed to come out of the crowd upon a very rough, descending path; Rangsley had called out, "Now, then, the rest of you be off; we've got enough here;" and the hoofs of heavy horses sounded again. Then we came to a halt, and Rangsley called sharply from close to me: "Now, you runners and you, John Kemp here you be on the brink of eternity above the old quarry. There's a sheer drop of 1K) feet. We'll tie your legs and hang you by your fingers. If you hang long enough, you'll have time to say your pray ers. Ixxric alive, lads!" I heard groans and curses, and began to shiut for help. My voice came back in an echo, despairingly. Suddenly 1 was dragged backward, and the bundage pulled from my eyes. "Come along," Rangsley said, leading me gently enough to the road, which was five steps behind. "It's all a Joke," ho snarled. "A pretty bad one for those catchpolls. Hear 'em groan. The drop's not two feet." We made a few imces down the road; the pitiful voices of the runners crying for help came plainly to my ears. "You they aren't murdtrlng them?" I asked. "No, no," ho answered. "Can't afford to. Wish we could; but they'd make It hot for us." Wo began to descend the hill. From the quarry a voice shrieked: "Help help for the love of God-I Can't" There was a grunt and the sound of n fall; then a precisely similar sequence of Bounds. "That'll teach 'em," Rangsley said fero ciously. "Come along-they've only rolled down a bank. They weren't over the quarry. It's all right, I swear It Is." somebody's exculpating himself to me. Ralph, after having egged me on. In the intention of staying at heme, had had qualms of conscience nnd had come to tint quarry. It' was he who hail cried tlio watchwotd, ' Snuff and enough." and who had held the whispered consultation. Car los and Castro had waited In their hiding place, having been spectators of the ar rival of the runners and of my capture. "I'm sorry." Ralph began again. "I'm miserably serty I got you Into this scrape. I swear I wouldn't have had it happen, not for a thousand pounds- not for ten." "It doesn't matter." 1 said cheerfully. "Ah, but.'' Km.ki'hy. said. "nou'II have to leave the country for a time. 1'ntil 1 can arrange. 1 will. You can trust me." "Oh. he'll have to leave the country, for sure." Rangsley said Jovially. "If be wants live it down. There's tlvc-nnu icriy they darsent to u.:, mints out against me-but serve 'em. Hut he's not me." "Let him come with us," the musical voice of Carlos came through the mist In front of us. "lie shall sc the world a little." "For God's sake, hold vour tongue!" Ralph answered him. "There's mischief enough. He shall go to Franco." I beget d and imph'tod blin; It seemed that now then wa'i chance for me to find my world of romance. And Italph did hl. best fur me: he borrowed a good number of guineas from Rangsley, who traveled with a 1 ng of them at his saddle-lMiw. ready to pay his men their 7 shillings a In ltd for the run. Ralph remembered, too or I remembered for him that lie had estates anil an agent In Jamaica, anil he turned Into the big Inn at the junction of the London road to write a letter to his agent bidding him house me nnd employ me as hii improver. "Oh, it s all right." I said. "It's line-It's fine. I'd have given ') guineas for this chance this mornlng-and Italph, I say, you riage license Is looking for trouble. Too many pi ople are anxious to furnish a cause regardless of the effect. There's something radically wrong about a woman who Isn't fond of dress parade. Many a man who marries an helios 1IM to regret tiionke) lug with a get -t leli-ipiick game. It's a case of love's labor lost when a woman Is compelled to take in washing In order to support a worthless husband. A man is never more glad to se his w fe than upon her return from n shopping tour during which he remained at homo to amuse baby. Chlcngo News. Rheumatism The Trcilment CIIA1TKR III. ' Jack Rangsley was u tall, big-honed, thin man. with something sinister in the lines of his horseman's cloak, and something r.-ckless in the way he set his spurred heel on the ground. Ho was the. son of an old Marsh squire. "You'll have to cut the country, John," he added suddenly, "They'll have got your name uncommon pat. I did my beat for you. He had had me tied up like that be fore the runners' eyes in order to take their jiuspiciop.M off me. He had mads a pr tense to murder rne with the same ld'ui. Rut he didn't believe they were taken in. "There'll be warrants out, before morn ins, If they ain't too shaken. Hut what Were you doing in the business? The two Spiniarils were lying in the fern looking on when you come blundering your clumsy r.ose in. If it hadn't been for Rookshy you might liavi Hullo, there'." he broke off. An answer came from the black shadow of a clump of roadside elms. I made out the forms of three or four horses standing with their heads together. "Coine a'.nng." Rangsley said: "up wi'h you. We'll talk as we go." Someone helped rne into a saddle; my l"gs trembled In the stlrruns as If I had riddeti a thousand miles mi end already. I imagine I must have fallen into u stupjr, for I have only a vjgue Impression of rrflfiriTit Ion. and i tT reive. him. tiffatiHf 1 1 on. That Hat Cared Thnjil a af Chronic lioili , without Crul. K I: I- Tttmiinili of chrmilu mi. rrvrn front rh n m1m hmrr thn n wn.v th-Mr or tit -lira and boon rniiipli'lcly i urvd by lh lr. Jctili Trvntmei.t, Hit onty ttm ovr-rjr that j-nxltlvi-ly it "TP lit I ln vrry t of tin tllfMHtf hihI ditvin vrry of pnt ihoii fro-n thf pvntem. Hr .li t.h II mi thAt no (WO rftM-B (if rhfMinmi turn r ri Hdly ami i-rr- parrs Hpcrtnl rtnn tlU'M for onrh t'lwv Why nni'titl tini ami inmtt y on ntofk irr P Ttpttmi, all dtpIM'tl from tht Miiif t.ir rtl ? I'Alnt tnrdl rlmn arv a Intlery. They may holp hut niori' ofttin tiijtirt, uMtifttmrn bryontl Th Or. .IcMi tf-tiHtmrnt ti nun, natt, We cure hmulr rtw when other run trtnt (hr tmllvlrltial rase Writ hot) eat Ittt-r. tfllltiK truthfully your TK t r t-onlitu:i, jiiid how l.iiia ynii tiftvp htil rhrumatlMm t'pnn rrr tt nf y.u- trtlrr. f will wnrt you bjr . ,. , ,i,., i,. ,,i- i,,,i L,.or i P""i'"in i"u niKii nr al , t iisr. a iriai rai may tell Veronica why 1 tn going, but keep mptir rpprcially for j.,r Individual .-ar. shut mouth to my motner. i-ei nerimiiK i Don't spoil away ehl your a I've run chance." He was In such a s-tate of repentance and flutter that he could not let me tHke a de rent farewell. Rangsley was waiting to conduct us Into the town, where we should find a man to take us three fugitives out to the expected ship. We rode clattering aggressively through the silence of the long, narrow main street. Kvery now and then Carlos Rtcgo coughed lament ably, but Tomas Cas tro rode In gloomy silence. On the blind of an Inn the shadow of a bearded man held the shadow of n rammer to Its mouth. "That'll he my uncle," Rangsley said. He'll be the man to do your errand." lie railed to one of the men behind. "Here Joe l'il her, do you go Into the White Hart unci drug my I'ncle Tom out. liring un up to me." An abnormal scuff I ng. intermingled with snatches of jovial remonstrance, made it self heard. A voice called: "Here's your uncle, Bquahre Jack." "Re you dr. ink agiin, you Rangsley aski d. "Listen to three men to lie set aboard at a quirter ufttr 11." A grunt came In renly. Ringsley repealed slowly. The grunt unswcrid again. 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