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Then began a systematic search of the men’s department of the prison, but no new victims were discovered, only the ordinary prisoners, who were well nigh speechless with fright. “Where are the others?” went up the cry, and some one answered: “On the women’s side.” The band passed through to the ad joining portion of the double building, and, keys having been secured, the rapid ity of their Search increased. Into the twin courtyard they filed, then while some investigated the cook house others climbed to the topmost tier of cells. As the quest narrowed six of the Sicilians, who had lain concealed in a compart ment on the first floor, broke out in a desperate endeavor to escape, but they were caught between the opposing ranks as in the jaws of a trap. The cell door clanged to behind them: they found themselves at bay in the open yard. Re sistance was useless; they sank to their knees and set up a cry for mercy. They shrieked, they sobbed, they grovelled, but their enemies were open to no ap peal, untouched by any sense of com punction. Thy were men wholly doipi- nated by a single fixed idea, as merciless as machines. Then followed a nightmare scene—a horrid, bellowing uproar of voices and detonations, of groans and prayers and curses. The armed men emptied their weapons blindly into that writhing tan gle of forms, and as one finished he stepped back while another took his place. The prison rocked with the din of it; the wretches were shot to pieces, riddled by that horizontal hail which mowed and mangled like an invisible scythe. Now a figure struggled to its feet only to become the target for a fusillade; again, one twisted in his agony only to be filled with missiles fired from so short ft range that his garments were torn to rags. The pave ment became wet and slippery; in one brief moment that section of the yard became a shambles. Then men went up and poked among the bodies with the hot muzzles of their rifles, turning the corpses over for identification, and as each stark face was recognized a name went echoing out through the dingy corridors to the mob beyond. Larubio, the cobbler, had attempted a daring ruse. The firing had ceased when up out of that limp and sodden heap he rose, his gray hair matted, his gar ments streaming. They thrust their rifles against his chest and killed him quickly. Nine men had died by now and only j two remained—Normando and Maruffi. I The former was found shortly, where j he had squeezed himself into a dog ken nel which stood under the stairs, hut the vigilantes, it seemed, had had enough of slaughter, so he was rushed into the street, where the crowd tore him to pieces as wolves rend a rabbit. Even' his garments were ripped to rags and distributed as ghastly souvenirs. Norvin Blake had been a witness to only a part of this brutality, but what he had seen had sickened him and had increased his determination to find Gino Cressi. He Shared not at all in the san guinary exaltatioli which possessed his fellow townsmen; instead he longed for the end and .hoped he would be able to I forget what he had seen.. He would have fled but for his fear of what might hap pen to the Cressi boy. Corridor after corridor was searched, peering into cells, under cots, into corners, and crannies, while through the cavernous old building the other hunters stormed. He was hard pressed to keep ahead of them, and when he finally found the lad they were close at his heels. ; They came upon him with the lad clinging to his knees and a shout went up. “Here’s the Cressi kid. He gave the signal; let him have it!” But Norvin turned upon them, ing: • “You can’t kill this boy.” “Step aside, Blake,” ordered a faced man, raising and cocking weapon. Norvin seized the rifle barrel and turn ed it aside roughly—the two stared at each other with angry eyes. “He’s only a baby, don’t you under stand? Good God! You have children of j your own.” “I—I”— The fellow hesitated. “So he is. Damnation! What has come over me?” he lowered his gun and turned against the others who were clamoring behind him. “This is—awful,” he mur mured, shakingly, when the crowd had passed on. “I’ve done all I intend to.” He flung the rifle from him with a ges ture of repugnance, and went out of the cell. Norvin continued to stand guard over his charge, while the search for Ma ruffi went on, for he dared not trust these men, ^ho had gone mad. Thus he did not learn that his arch-enemy had ben taken until he saw him rushed past in the hands of his captors. Caesar had fought as best he could against over whelming odds and (continued to resist now in a blind fury, but a rope was about his neck at the end of which were a dozen running men; a dozen gun butts hustled him on his way to the open air. Blake closed the cell door upon Gino Cressi and followed, drawn by a mag netic force he could not resist. The main gate of the prison opened before the rush that tangled, growing handful -of men, and they swept straight out into the turmoil that filled the streets. An instant later Maruffi was be set by five thousand maniacs; he was kicked, be was beaten, he was spit upon, he was overwhelmed by an avalanche of humanity. His progress to the gallows was a short but a terrible one, marked by a series of violent whirlpools which set through that river of people. The up roar was deafening; spectators screamed hoarsely, but did not hear their voices. From where Blake paused beside 'the gate he traced the Sicilian’s progress plainly, marveling at the fellow’s vi tality, for it seemed impossible that any human being could withstand that onslaught. A coil of rope sailed up ward, a negro perched in a tree passed it over a limb, and the next instant the head and shoulders of the Capo- Mafia rose above the dense level of standing forms. He was writhing hor ribly, but, seizing the rope with his hands, he drew himself upward; his blackened face glared down upon his ex ecutioners. The grinning negro kicked him once, twice, three times, so violent ly that he lost his balance and fell, whereupon a bellowing shout of laugh ter arose, more terrible than any sound heretofore. Still the Sicilian clung to the rope which was strangling him. Then puffs of smoke curled up in the sunshine, and the crowd rolled back upon itself, leaving the gibbet ringed with armed men. 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Immediately after the lynching the citizens had dispersed to their homes. No prisoners except the Mafiosi had been harmed, and of those who had been sought not one had es caped. The damage to the parish pris on did not amount to $50. Through the community spread a feeling of satisfac tion which horror at the terrible de tails of the slaughter could not destroy. There was nowhere the slightest effort at dodging responsibility; those who had led in the assault were the best known citizens and openly acknowledg ed their parts. It was realized now, even more fully than before the event, that the course pursued had been the only one compatible with public safety, and while every one deplored the neces sity of lynchings in general, there was no regret at this one, shocking as it had been. This state of mind was reflected by the local press, and, for that matter, by the press of all the southern cities where the gravity of the situation had become known, while, to lend it further countenance, the cotton ex change, the board of trade and the chamber of commerce promptly passed resolutions commending the action of the vigilance committee. There was some talk of legal action, but no* one took it seriously except the police, who felt obliged to excuse their dereliction. Of course, the stir was national—in ternational, indeed," since Italy demand ed particulars—but, serene in the sense of an unpleasant duty thoroughly per formed, New Orleans did not trouble to explain except by a bare recital of facts. In spite of the passive part he had played, Blake was perhaps more deep ly affected by the doings at the prison than any other member of the party, and during the interval that followed he did not trust himself to see Vittoria. There was a double reason for this, for he not only recalled their last inter view with consternation, but he still had* a guilty feeling about Myra Nell. On the second afternoon after the lynching Bernie Dreux dropped in to tell him of his sister’s return from Mo bile. “She read that I took a hand in the fuss,” Bernie explained, “but of course she has no idea I did so much actual shooting. When she told me she was going to see you this afternoon I came to warn you not to expose me.” “Do you regret your part?” “Not the least bit. I’m merely sur prised at myself.” “You surprised all your friends,” Blake said, with a smile. “You seem to have changed lately.” In truth, the difference in Dreux’s bearing was noteworthy, and many had remarked upon it. The dignity and force which had enveloped the little beau for the first time, when he stood before the assembled thousands, still clung to him; his eyes were steady and bright and purposeful, he had lost his wavering, deprecatory manner. ‘Yes, I’ve just come of age,” he de clared, with some satisfaction. “I real ize that I’m free, white, and twenty- one, for the first time. I’m going to quit idling and do something.” “What, for instance?” “Well*, I’m going to marry Felicite, to begin with; then maybe some of my friends will give me a job.” “I will,” said Blake. “Thanks, but—I’d rather impose on somebody else at the start. I want to make good on my own merits, under stand? I’ve lived off my relatives long enough. It’s just as bad to let the de ceased members of your family support you as to allow the live ones”— “Bernie!” Blake interrupted, gravely. “I’m afi*aid I won’t marry Myra Nell.” “You think she won’t have you, eh? She has been acting queerly of late, but leave it to me.” Norvin was spared the necessity of further explanation by the arrival of the girl herself. Miss Warren seemed strangely lacking in her usual abun dance of animal spirits; she was obvi ously ill at ease, and the sight of her brother did not lessen her embarrass ment. During the brief interchange of pleasantries her eyes were fixed upon Blake with a troubled gaze. “We—I just ran in for at-moment,” she said, and seemed upon the point of leaving after inquiring solicitously about his health. “My dear,” said Bernie, with elabor ate unction, “Norvin and I have just been discussing your engagement.” Miss Warren gasped and turned pale; Blake stammered. With a desperate effort the girl in quired: “D—do you love me, Norvin?” “Of course I do.” “See!” Bernie nodded his satisfac tion. “Oh, Lordy!” said Myra Nell. “I—can’t marry you, dear.” “What?” Blake knew that his expres sion was changing, and tried to stifle his relief. As for Bernie, he flushed angrily and his voice rang with his newly born de termination. “Don’t be silly. Didn’t he just say he loved you? And, for heaven’s sake, don’t look so scared. We won’t devour you.” “I can’t marry him,” declared the girl once more. “Why?’ - “Be-because I’m already married. There! Jiminy! I’ve been trying to get that out for a month.” Dreux gasped. “Myra Nell! You’re crazy!” She nodded, tlfen turned to Blake with a look of entreaty. “P—please don’t kill yourself, dear. I couldn’t help it.” “Why, you poor frightened little thing! I’m delighted! I am, indeed,” he told her reassuringly. “Don’t you care? Aren’t you going to storm and—and raise the dickens?” she queried. “Mayb6 this is your way of hiding your despair?” “Not at all. I’m glad—so long as you're happy.” “And you're not mad with anguish nor crushed with Why, the idea! I’m perfectly furious. I ran away because I was afraid of you and I haven't seen my husband once—not once, do you un derstand—since we were married. Oh, you—brute!” By this time Dreux had recovered his power of speech, and yelled in a furious voice: “Who is the reptile?” There came a timid rap, the office door opened, and Lecocmpte Rilleau in serted his head, saying gently: “Me! I! I’m it!” Blake rose so suddenly that his chair upset, whereupon Rilleau, who saw In this abrupt movement a threat, pro pelled himself fully in view, crying with determination: “Here! Don’t you touch her! She’s mine! You take it out on me!” Blake’s answering laugh seemed so out of character that the bridegroom took it as merely a new phase of in sanity, and edged in front of his wife protectingly. “I wanted to come in at first and break the news, but she wouldn’t let me,” he explained. “You have a weak heart. You—you musn’t fight!” implored Myra Nell, but Lecompte only shrugged. “That’s all a bluff.” Then to Nor vin: “I’ll admit it was a mean trick, and I guess my heart really might have petered out if she’d married you, but I’m all right now, and you can, have satisfaction.” “I don’t know whether to be angry or amused at you children,” Norvin told them. ‘Understand, once for all, that our engagement wasn’t serious. There have been a lot of mistakes and misunderstandings—that’s all. Now tell us how and when this all hap pened.” “Y—yes!” echoed Bernie. who was still dazed. Myra Nell seemed more chagrined than relieved. ‘It was perfectly simple,” she in formed them. ‘‘It happened during the carnival, I—never heard a man talk the way he did, and I was rally worrid about his hart—I said no—for fifteen minutes, then we arranged to be married secretly. When it was all over I was frightend and ran away. Yo’r such a deep, desperate, unforgiv ing person, Norvin. I—I think it was positively horrid of you.” ‘Good Lord!” breathed her brother. “What a perverted sense of responsi bility!” “Are we forgiven?” “It’s all right with me, if it Is with Norvin,” said Bernie, somewhat doubt fully. ‘Forgiven?” Blake took the youthful pair by the hands and In his eyes was a brightness they had never seen. "> course you are, and let me tell you that you haven’t cornered all the love in the world. I’ve never cared for but one woman. Perhaps you will wish me as much happiness as I wish yon both.” ‘Then you have found your Italian girl?” queried Myra Nell, with flashing eagerness. “Vittonia?” “Vittoria!” “Vittoria—a countess! So, she’s the one who spoiled everything.” “Gee! You’ll be a count,” said Ril leau. There followed a period of laughing, incoherent explanations, and then the beaming bridegroom tugged at Myra Nell’s sleeve, saying: “Now, that it’s all over, I’m mighty tired of being a widower.” She flung her arms about his neck and lifted her blushing face to his, ex- explaining to her half-brother, when she could: “I don’t know what you’ll do with out some one to look after you, Ber nie, but—it’s perfectly grand to elope.” Dreux rose with a grin, and winked at Norvin as he said: “Oh. don’t mind me. I’ll get along all right,” and seizing his hat he rushed out with his thin face all ablaze. When Blake was finally alone he closed his desk and with bounding heart set out for the foreign quarter. His day had dawned; he could hardly con tain himself. But as he neared his goal strange doubts and indecisions arose in his mind, and when he had reached Oliveta’s house he passed on, lacking courage to enter. He decided he was too soon after the tragedy at the Parish prison to press his suit; that to intrude himself .now would be in offensively bad taste. *Then, too, he began to reason that if Margherita had wished to see him she would have sent for him—all in all, the hour was de- ciely unpropitious. He dared not risk his future happiness upon a blundering, ill-timed declaration; therefore he walked onward. But no sooner had he passed the house than a thousand voices urged him to return, in this the hour of the girl’s Joneliness and lay his devotion at her feet. Torn thus by hesitation and by the sense of his own unworthiness he walked the street, hour after hour. At one moment he approached the house desperately de termined, the next he fled, mastered by the fear of dismissal. So he continued his miserable wanderings, on into the dusk. Twilight was settling when Margher ita Ginini finished her packing. The big living room was stripped of its furnishings, trunks and cases stood about in a desolate, confusion. There was n6 look of home or comfort re maining anywhere and the whole house echoed dismally to her footsteps. From the rear came the sound of Oliveta’s listless preparations. vauslng at an open window, Mar gherita looked down upon the street which she had grown to love—the sug gestion of darkness had softened It, mellowed it with a twilight beauty, like the face of an old friend seen In the glow of lamplight. The shouting of urchins at play floated upward, stir ring the chords of motherhood in her 6reast and emphasizing her loneliness. With Oliveta gone, what would be left. Nothing but an austere life compressed within drab walls—nothing but sick ness and suffering on every side. She had begun to think a great deal about those walls of late and—The bells of a convent pealed out softly in the dis tance, bringing a tightness to her throat. In spite of herself she shud dered. Those laughing children’s voices mocked at her empty life. They seemed always to jeer at that hungry mother- love, but never quite so loudly as now. She remembered surprising Norvin Blake at play with these very chil dren one day, arid the half-shamed, half-defiant light in his eyes when he discovered her watching him. Think ing of him, she recalled just such an other twilight hour as this, when, in a whirl of shamed emotion, she had been compelled to face the fact of her love. A sudden trembling weakness seized her at the memory, and she saw again those cold, gray walls, which never echoed to the gleeful crowing of babes of the thrilling merriment of little voices. In that brief hour of her awakening life had opened gloriously, bewilderingly, only to close again, leaving her soul bruised and sore with rebellion. She crossed the floor listlessly In an swer to a knock, for the repeated atten tions of her neighbors, although sincere and touching, were intrusive—then she fell back ax sight of the man who en tered. The magic of this evening hour had brought him to her in spite of all his fears, but his heart was in his throat and he could hardly manage a greeting. As he passed the threshold of the dis ordered room he looked round him in dismay. “What is this?” he asked. “Oliveta is going home to Sicily. It is our parting.” “And you?” “Tomorrow—I go to th.e Sisters.” No, no!” he cried, in a voice which thrilled her. “I won’t let you. For hours I’ve been trying to come here Dearest, don’t answer until you know everything. Sometimes I fear I was the one who was dreaming at that moment when you confessed you loved me, for it is all so unreal But my love is not unreal. It has lived with me night and day since that first moment at Ter- ranova I couldn’t speak before, but all fthese years seem only hours, and I’ve been living in the gardens of Sicily where you first smiled at me and awoke this love. You asked me to take no part I had to refuse I’ve tried to make a man of myself, not for my own sake, not for what the world would say, but for you ” In the tumult of feeling that his words aroused, she held fast to one thought. “What—what about Myra Nell?” she gasped. “Myra Nell is married!” The curling lashes, which had lain half closed during his headlong speech, flew open to display a look of wonder ment and dawning gladness. “Yes,” he reiterated. “She is married She ha^ been married ever since the carnival and she's very happy. But I didn’t know. I was tied by a miser able misunderstanding, so I couldn’t come to you honestly until today. And now—I—I’m—afraid—” “What do you fear?” she heard her self say. The breathless delight of this moment was so intense that she toyed with it, fearing to lose the small est part. She withheld the confession trembling upon her lips which he was too timid to take for granted, too blind to see. “Can you take me, in spite of my wretched cowardice back there in Sicily? I would understand, dear, if you couldn’t forget it, but—I love you so— j tried so hard to make myself worthy—you’ll never know how hard it was — i couldn’t do what you asked me the other day, but thank God, my hands are clean.” He held them out as if in evidence; then, to his great, his never-ending, surprise, she came forward and placed her two palms in his. She stood look ing gravely at him, her surrender plain in the curve of her tremulous lip, the droop of her faltering, silk-fringed lids. Knowledge came to him with a blind ing, suffocating suddenness, which set his brain to reeling and wrung a rap turous cry from his throat. 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SE&TZ, j) 7Q > CHICAGO# To You Who Are Sick I Offer a Complete $2*50 Treatment Free Let me eay right at the start that no money Is asked or ex- p e c t e d. I make this r e m ark able offer of my own free will and accord. I am finan cially able to do so. It is my way— the way I have chosen for doing good — the way I have thought out by which I can best 8 e n d help and comfort, health and strength out into this world of bo much sick- n e s s and suffering, it is for you to accept or refuse as you like. It is for you to choose —whether your trouble, with all Its pain, danger, fear and uncertainty, shall continue—or whether It shall be taken away. But in the choosing, remember this—health was God’s most pre cious gift to you, and It is as much your duty to regain and keep it as to guard and protect your life. “What is my offer?” you ask. Listen. In my thirty years’ experience in medicine I have learned many strange things. For one thing I’ve learned that Heart Disease kills more people every day than anything else on earth. I’ve also learned that Heart Disease hardly ever exists alone—by Itself, that other organs—Stomach, Bowels, Kid neys, Liver, Lungs, etc., are almost alwavs affected, too. Why? Think for a minute and you’ll answer the question yourself—- it’s because the Heart Is the VITAL organ of the body—because it governs all the other organs, supplies EVERY organ—every Specialist Clearwater Who Makes This Gen erous Offer. nerve, muscle and tissue with blood and LIFE and power to do their work. Stop the Heart’s beat and death strikes instantly. You know that. And let the Heart get weak or wrong in any way and the whole system—the whole body from Brain to tiniest blood vessel suffers, too. But you say “I haven’t any Heart trou ble. MY Heart is all right.” Ah! But lots of people think and say the self-same thing. Why, only a short time ago I had a pitiful tear-stained letter from a little 11- year-old girl down in Georgia telling me how her mother fell dead before her with the little baby ih her arms. Now the woman thought HER Heart was all right. She would not believe me—even refused to take the treat ment or heed the warning and the good ad vice that I had sent her free. Six persons in every ten have Heart Trou ble, though many of them do not know it. 30,000 victims die of it in America every year. And so I say unless you are sure, unless you KNOW, for* Heaven’s sake don’t take any more chances—just stop a bit right here and find out for a certainty where you stand. HEART DISEASE SYMPTOMS. are very plain when once they are known and understood. The great trouble is that most people don’t know what the symp toms are—don’t know what they mean when they have them. Another thing—a great many people are misled and deceived Into thinking their trouble is something else. Thousands—perhaps you among them—are to day doctoring the Stomach, Kidneys, Liver, Nerves or Sexual Organs for some SUP POSED trouble, when all the time it’s the Heart causing it all. In other words, you may he treating the symptoms and not the disease itself. Following are the most common signs— tho really sure symptoms of Heart Disease. Go over these CAREFULLY, one by oae, and see if any are your symptoms. That will tell the story: Do you tire easily? Do you have headaches ? Does your Heart flutter? Does it ever skip heats? Do you start in your sleep? Are you short of breath? Does your Heart palpitate? Do you feel “weak” and run down? Do you have numb or dizzy spells? Do you have weak, sinking spells? Are you nervous and irritable? Do your feet, legs or ankles swell? Does your Stomach have an “all gone” feeling ? Do you have pain in Heart, side or under shoulder blade ? Of course, no case has all—some of the very worst only a few. Therefore, if you find that even one or two of them are YOUR symptoms, you should act at once, for you may he in grave danger. You know Heart Disease don’t wait. It comes like a thief, develops quickly, and strikes without warning. AND HERE IS MY OFFER. If you have one of these symptoms; if you. have reason to think thaf you have even the slightest Heart trouble or weakness, write me dot). I am confident I can help you. Or, again, if you have known for some tirne that you have Heart trouble—even though your case is chronic, deep seated and has resisted other treatment; even though you may have been told that you cannot be cured—I urge you all the more strongly to write me at once—it is in just such stubborn and seemingly hopeless cases that our scien tific, effective treatment has accomplished most remarkable results. The very day I hear from you I will ar range to send you by mail postpaid and se curely sealed— A COMPLETE FREE TREATMENT. for your case; a letter of advice explaining your case fully. A.lso a Medical Book that in plain words and with clear pictures tells all about your trouble, explains about your Heart—what it does, how it works, and the relation to all the rest of your body. The book is valuable: do not lose sight of this part of my offer—many people—among them several physicians, say it’s the best book of its kind ever written. Remember it is all FREE—The Book—The Letter of Advice—The Full Course of Treat ment. There are no “strings” to this offer. Neither is it a C. D. D. scheme or anything of the kind. I ask for no money—I send you no medicine, expecting you to pay later. You bind yourself io no way. It is nothing but a genuine, generous, honest, free offer to the sick. I am making ?his same offer in some of the best papers in America be sides The Atlanta Semi-Weekly Journal, be cause it seems to me to be the best way to quickly get advice and help—this certain ef fective treatment into the hands of every sufferer—everywhere. To the skeptical—the doubters—the unbe lievers—to those who think Heart trouble can’t be cured—to those who forget that science is advancing, I say for your own good—yes, in simple fairness to yourself: Don’t give up—don’t fail to get our advice and test our methods and treatment. It has reached—r don’t mean just temporarily, but lastingly—a legion of cases many of which we 1 ** believed boneless. I am particularly anxious to hear from those who aren’t quite sure just what their trouble is—from those who are doctoring the Stomach, Liver, Kidney, Nerves, etc., but get little or no better. In nine out of ten such cases the reul trouble is with the Heart Anyway, you will get the truth here—you will then know what ,to do. Tho free course of treatment that we send will strengthen and regulate the Heart. It will tone up the Stomach, Kidneys and Liver. It will give strength and vitality ».o the Nerves ( and Nerve Centers and build up the whole system. Remember, I have given years to the study of affections of the heart and the various troubles which so often exist with them. It is my life work. And all the ex periencc I have gained—together with that of the medical talent associated with me, Is yours gladly and freely Just for the asking. And so I say again, if you do need this help you’d better send right now, for, of course, I cannot continue to make this offer indefinitely. SEND THIS COUPON TODAY. Specialist Clearwater, 937 Masonic Bldg., Hallowell, Me. I have read your offer In The Atlanta Semi-Weekly Journal. Please send me en tirely free of charge your complete Treat ment, your Book and Leter of advice as ,^omised. It is agreed and understood that I am to nay you nothing for thU either now or later. 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