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UNDER TWO FLAGS - -°"™~ u;le v&S Tlflce as she was Impatient srkew Hie vivaclous agility of her young frame war longing for the frenzied de of the dauee or the battle. Ev iy ao and then, four or five times In . h hour, afce gave him whom she tend i>f .to*' -*oup or the wine that she kept .writer?i rtor feirn over the en>bers. He t *bO rtf without knowledge, sunk half \ht favlasrgy. half tn sleep, but It kept fbr ft ft' glowtng In him which, without jjjjpi She dropped down before the Are. ('t. might have perished of cold and ex ’oxf&Mm as the chill and northerly of lie evening succeeded to the ■ heat of -the -day and pierced through tke cinm walls of the tent It was xcry bitter, .more keenly felt because tbe previous burning of the sun. TTben? wasno cloak or covering to fling t*t*r him. She took off her blue cloth statu n and threw It across his chest and, aditvrrtng despite herself, curled closer the little Are. ‘Ste fliQ not fcuow why she did It—he f*a>3 nailing to her—and yet she kept iSwwtif wide awake through the dark .wasiinD night lest he should sigh and wtxr and she not hear him. "1 bare saved bis life twice,” she flfereigbt, looking at him. “Beware of tone third time, they say!” lie .Tn*7vl restlessly, and she went to bine- Site face was flushed now; his Stneslc --came rapidly and shortly; there ■aras some fever on him. The linen was from kls wounds. She dtp **f It again ia water and laid the cool srf bsjois on them. “Ah, bah! If I were uot unsexed enough for this, how would lt;be with you now?” she said In fnelb. He tossed wearily to and ?Tns leached words caught her ear as hr muttered them: ~l*>t It be; let It be! He is welcome! .fiww .wxJrf T prove it at his cost? I ctewi him. I could do that. It was aw t attach”— fthe listened with intent anxiety to the other whispers ending the wentemce, but they were stifled and 'Jbfflctaaa, “T.lst*n!” she murmured below her Ixneatb, "It is for some other he has .vnlx*;? himself.” ■ffhe -could not catch the words that '•dJcweii. They were In an unknown •angnage to her, for she knew nothing ■tt ami they poured fast and vial“s3n* from his lips as he moved in •rwertah unrest; the wine had saved Uw from exhaustion, inflaming his •hthm bs his sleep. Now and then •twmch phrases crosaed the English •ae*. ffhe leaned down to seize their ■■caataff till her cheek was against his Jtewbcad. tUI her lips touched his hair, •*** at (teat half caresa her heart beat, fxce fluabed, her mouth trembled ' nwJtls a .too vivid Joy, with an Impulse, *aV fear and half longing, that had .merer an '.moved her before. *7V I bad my birthright,” he mur mured In her own tongue—“lf I had It, WNild she look so cold than? She might iUma me—women used once. O God. M ate bad not looked on me I had Wwt known all I have lost!” Cigarette started as if a knife had .attbk***! her and sprang up from her ■mmt tieride b!m. ““She—She—always she!” she mutter <md fiercely, while her face grew duski ly scarlet In the fire glow of the tent, mmi she went slowly away, back to the 4mw wood Are. f ITfcl* Twas to be ever her reward. Tier eyes glistened and flashed with fiery, vengeful passions of her hot and Jealous instincts, yet she did not •eawe film. She was too generous for that. “What ■is eight is right. He Is a soldier of dPranee,” she muttered, while she kept •her cfcgH. He did not waken from the gpainful. delirious, stupefied slumber tTixa.t bad fallen on him. He only !Wgifry felt that he was suffering pain; on ily vaguely dreamed of what he rjunmamned—bis past and the beauty of rtbe • Tromitn who had brought all the rwooßeries of that past back to him. .‘toad this was Cigarette’s reward—to Uaear "Lilmmuttor wearily of the proud uCjWjS'^aJXd. aft be lost smile of another! The dawn cane at last Her con mant cane and the skill with which she \Sm£ ended and dressed his wounds bad i Kang him infinite service. The fever ‘hart subsided, and toward morning his .•nrrtfcrrcnt words ceased, his breathing jwmm calmer and more tranquil. Q adwp sleep that was profound, sferesnadeas and refreshing. Shm looked at him with a tempeftq- , ous shadow darkening her face that yet was soft with a tenderness that she could not banish. She hated him. She ought to have stabbed or shot him rather than have tended him thus. He neglected her and only theHght of the woman of h!s old order. Asa daughter of the people, as a child of the as a soldier of Fsnnce, she ought to have ! killed him rather than have caressed bis hair and soothed his pain. Then gently, very gently, lest she should waken bim, she took her tunic skirt with which she had covered him from the chills of the nlglrt, put mow broken wood on the fading fire and with a last lingering look at him where he slept passed out from the tent as the sun rose In a flushed and beautiful dawn. “He will never know,” she said to herself as she passed through the dis ordered camp and In a distant ijuart-er colled herself amog the bay of a for age wagon and, covered up In dry grass like a bird in a nest, let her tired limbs He and her actilng eyes close in repose. She was very tired, and every now and then as she slept a quick, sobbing breath shook her ns she slumbered like a wornout fawn that has been wound ed while It played. CHAPTER XIV. Ifirjl'rH the reveille and the break IyVJ of morning Cigarette woke, fefigdj herself again. She gave a lit tie petulant shake to her fairy form when she thought of what folly she had been guilty. “Ah, bah, you de serve to be shot!” she sold to berself afresh. “One would think you were a silver pheasant, you grow snob a little fool I” Her first thought was to take care that he should never loom what she bad done for him. The Princess Coro na would not have more utterly dis dained to solioit regard through mak ing a claim upon gratitude than the fiery little warrior of France would have done. She went straight to the Trlnglo, who had known her at her mission of mercy. “Have a heed, Georges, never to whisper that I had anythiag to do with saving that man I called to you about,” she said. “And why, my little one?” “Because I desire you,” said Ciga rette, with her most Imperious empha sis. “They say he Is English and a ruined milord. Now, I would not have an Englishman think I thought his six feet of carcass worth saving for a ransom.” The Trlnglo chuckled. He was an Angiophobist. “I understand. Thou art very right, Cigarette. If we have ever obliged an Englishman, he thinks his obligation to us opens him a Deat Uttle door through which to cheat us. It Is very dangerous to oblige the Eng lish. They always hate you for it That Is their way.” “He Is safe," thought Cigarette, and she made her way toward the place where she had left hfcn, to see how it went with this man whom she was so careful should never know that which he bad owed to her. It went weM with him, thank* to her. Care and strength ening nourishment and the skill of her attendance had warded off all danger from his wound. “How goes the day, M. Victor? So you got sharp scratches, I hear? Ah, that was a splendid thing we bad yes terday! did you go down? We charged together!” she cried gayly to him. Then her voice dropped sudden ly, with an Indescribable sweetness and change of tone. “So you suffer still?” she asked softly. Coming close up to where he lay on the straw, she saw the exhausted lan guor of his regard, the heavy darkness under his eyelids, the effort with which his lips moved as the faint words came broken through them. “Not very much, my dear, I thank you. I shall be fit for harness In a day or two. Do not let them send me into hospital. I shall be perfectly—well soon.” Cigarette swayed herself upon the wheel and leaned toward him, touching and changing his bandages with clever hands. “They have dressed your wound 111. Whose doing Is that?” “It Is nothing. I have been half cut to pieces before now. This is a mere bagatelle. It is only”— “That it hurts you to breathe? I know. Have they given you anything to eat this morning?” “No. Everything is In confusion. We"— She did not stay for the conclusion of his sentence. She had darted off quick as a swallow. Of the few hun dreds that had been left after the ter rific onslaught of the past day some were employed far out thrusting their own dead Into the soil; others were re moving the tents and aH the equipage of the camp; others were busied with the wounded, of whom the greatest suf ferers were to be borne to the nearest hospital (that nearest many leagues away over the wild and barren coun try), while those who were likely to be again soon ready for service were to lie escorted to the headquarters of the main army. Among the latter Cecil had passionately entreated to be num bered. His prayer was granted to the mao who bad kept at the head jjt .his 1 : chasseurs and borne aloft the tricolor | through the whole of the war tempest I on which the dawn had risen and which had barely lulled and sunk by the set j ting of the sun. ©bateauroy was away with the .other five of his squadrons, and the zouave major, the only officer of any rank who had come alive through 4be conflict, had himself visited Bertie and given him warm words ef eulogy and even of gratitude that had soldier ly sincerity and cordiality In thfcrn. “Your conduct was magnificent,” he bad said, as he had turned away. “If shall be my care that It Is duly re ported and rewarded.” Cigarette was but a few seconds absent: sin; soon bounded back like the swift little chamois she was, bring ing with her a huge bowlful of red wine with bread broken in it. “This Is the best I could get,” she sold; “It is better than nothing. It will strengthen you.” “What have you had yourself, little one?" “Ah, bah! Leave off thtaklog for others; I breakfasted loag ago,” she answered him. (She had only eaten a biscuit well ntg-h as hard as a flint.) “Take It—here, I will hold k for you.” She perohed herself on the wheel like a bird on a twig; she had a bird’s power of alighting and sustainißg her self on the most difficult and most airy elevation; but Cecil turned his eyes on the osly soldier in the cart besides himself, one of the worst men In his regiment—a murderous, sullen, black browed, evil wretch, fitter for the bench of the convict galley than for the ranks of the oavalry. “Give half to Zackrlst,” he said. “I know no hunger, and he has more seed of It." “Zackrlst! That Is the man who stole your lance and aoeoutermenks, and got you Into trouble by taking them to pawn in your name, a year or more ago.” “Well, what of that? He Is not the less hungry.” “What of that? Why, you were going to be disgraced for the affair, because you would not tell of him, if Yireflou had not found out the rights of the matter In time!” “What has that to do with It?” “This, M. Victor—that you are a fool.” “I dare say I am. But that does not make Zackrist less hungry.” He took the bowl from her hands, and emptying a little of it into the wooden cup that hung to her belt, kept ttiat for himself, and. stretching his arm across the straw, gave the bowl to Zackrist, who had watched it with the longing, ravenous eyes of a starv ing wolf, and seized it with rabid avidity, A smile passed over Cecil’s face, amused despite the pain he suffered. “That Is one of my ‘sensational tricks,’ as M. de Chateauroy calls them. Poor Zackrist! Did you see hie eyes ?” Cigarette shrugged her shoulders In silence; then, poising herself on the wheel, she sprang from thence on to the bock of her little mare which she had brought up, having the reins in one of her hands and the wine bowl in the other, aad which was fresh and bright after the night’s repose. “I will ride with you, with my spa his,” she said as a young quean might have promised protection from her es cort. He" thanked her and sank back among the straw, exhausted and worn out with pain and with languor. The weight that seemed to oppress his chest was almost as hard to bear as whan the actual pressure of hia dead Charger’s body had been on him. Four other troopers were placed on the straw*beside him, and the mule carts, with their mournful loads, rolled slowly out of camp eastward toward the quarters of the main army. Gnats and mosquitoes and all the winged things of teie Africaa air tormented them, and, tossing on the dry, hot straw, they grew delirious, some fall ing asleep and murmuring Incoherent ly, others lying with wide open eyes of half senseless, straining misery. Ciga rette came to the side of the tempora ry ambulance in which Cecil was plac ed. He was asleep—sleeping for once peacefully, with little trace of pain upon hte features, as he had slept ths previous night Blie saw tlt his face and chest ba'd not been touched by the stinging insect swarm. He was dou bly screened by a shirt hung above him dexterously on some bent sticks. “Who has done that?” thought Ciga rette. As she glanced round she saw without any linen to cover Jiim Zac krist had reared himself up and leaned slightly forward over against his-com rade. The shirt that protected Cecil was his, and on his own bare shoul ders and mighty chest the tiny armies of the flies and gnats were fastened, doing their will uninterrupted. As he caught her glance a sudden ruddy glow of shame shone through the black, hard skin of his sunburned visage—shame to which be had never been touched when discovered in any one of his guilty and barbarous actions. “Ugh!” he growled savagely. “He gave me his wine. One must do some thing In return; not that 1 feel the in sects—not I; my skin Is leather, see you; they can’t get through it. but bis is white and soft—bah—like tissue pa per.” “I see, Zackrist. You are right. A French soldier can never take a kind ness from an English fellow without outrunning him in generosity. I,ook, here Is some drink for you.” She knew too well the strange na ture with which she bad to deal to say a syllable of praise to him for his self devotion or to appear to see that, de spite his boast of his leather skin, the stings of the cruel winged trites were drawing his blood and causing him alike pain and irritation which, under that son and added to the torment of his gunshot wound, were a martyrdom as great as the noblest saint ever en dured. v. And all through the march she gave Zackrlst a double portion of her water dashed with red wine, that was so wel come aod so precious to the parched and aching throats, and ail through the Qa.vethe botbl to'zackrUt. march Cecil lay asleep,' and the man who had tbieved from him, the man whose soui was stained with murder and p 14l go and rapine, sat erect be side him, letting tbs Insects suck his vales and pierce his flesh. It was ealy when they drew near the camp of the main anj that Zackrlst beat off the swarm and drew bis old shirt over his head. “You do not want to say anything to him,” he mattered to Cigarette. “I am of leatfier, you kaow; I have not felt It" Aod sbe dashed the spurs into her mare and galloped off at the height of her speed Into camp—a very city of canvas, bussing with the bum of life, regulated with the marvelous skill and precision of French warfare, yet with the carelessness and the plctur esqueaess at the desert Ufe pervading It What she had done bad been told long before by an onicely riding hard In the early night to take the news of the battle, and the whole host was on wateh for Its darling, the savior of the honor of Franoa. LWe ware rushing on wave of some tempestuous ocean, the man swept out to meet her In one great‘surging tide of life, impetuous, passionate, idolatrous, exultant, with all the vivid ardor, all the uncontrolled eraotioQ, of nature south born, sun nur tured. As her soldiers had dene the night before, so these did now—kissing her hands, her dress, her feet, sending her name In thunder through the sunlit air, lifting her from off her horse and bearing her In a score of stalwart arms triumphant in their midst. She was theirs—their own—the child of the army, the little one whose voice above their dying brethren had the sweetness of an angel's song and whose fedMp their hours of revelry flaw like and daeteing fight of gold winged orioles. And she had saved the honor of their eagles; she bad given to them and to France their god of vic tory. “It was nothing," she answered thorn —“it was nothing. It was for France.” For? France! They shouted back the beloved word with tenfold joy, and the grfcat sea of life beneath her tossed to and fro In stormy triumph, In frantic paradise of victory, rlngkig her name with that of Franco upon the air In thunder shouts like spears of steel smiting on shields of bronze. But she stretched her hand out and swept It ba ok ward to the desert border of the south with a gesture that had awe for them. “Hush!” she said softly, with an ac cent In her voice that hushed the # riot of their rejoicing homage-till it lulled like the lull in a storm. “Give me no honor while they sleep yonder. With the dead lies the glory!” CHAPTER XV. SREE weeks after the buttle if Zamlla Cigarette, in con -erwttlon with Cecil, had been coring England. “We talk of Adbion—there Is one of her sona,” she said suddenly. “I de test your country; but, my faith, I must confess she breeds uncommonly handsome men.” She wan a dilettante In handsome men. She nodded her head now to where, some yarda off, at another of the campfires stood, with some officers of the regiment, one of the tourists—a very tail, very fair man, with a gal lant bearing and a tawny beard that glittered to gold In the light of th# flames. Cecil’s glance followed Cigarette’s. With a cry he sprang to his feet and stood entranced, gazing at the stran ger. She saw the startled amaze, the longing love, the agony of recognition, la fils eyes. She saw the Impulse In him to spring forward and the'shud dering effort with which the impulse was controlled. lie turned to her *>,i most fiercely. fro ax coimmrED.l . J A Wovdrrfol DUcOvery. The last quarter of a century records many wonderful discoveries in medicine, but none that have accomplished more for humanity than that sterling old household remedy. Browns’ Iron Bitters. It seems to contain the very elements of good health, and neither man, woman or child can take it without derivi* the greatest benefit. Browns’ iron R<'u*rs 5a sold by all dealer*. It Saved His Bahy. “Mv baby was terribly sick with the diarrhoea, we were un able to cure him with the doctor’s assistance, and as a last resort we tried Chamberlain’s Colic, Chol era and Diarrhoea Remedy,” says Mr, J. H. Doak, of Williams, Ore gon. lam happy to say it gave immediate relief and a complete cure. For sale by Hall and Greene Druggists. A Wife Says: “We have four children. With the fin* three I suffered almost unbearable pains from 12 to 14 hours, and had to be placed under the influence of chloroform. I used three bottles of Mother's Friend before our last child came, which is a strong, fat and healthy boy, doing ■ my housework up \ A- JF to within two hours . u..—JSShL. of birth, a.-d suf- ImgUf "'' fered but a few hard pains. This liai- / j'" j Mgr V* fj ment is'the grand-/ // A f// est remedy e ver j| Mother’s T \J Friend ' lv\ wifi do for every woman what it did for the Minnesota mother who writes the above let ter. Not to use it during pregnancy is a mistake to be paid for in pein and suffering. Mother's Friend equips the patient with a strong body and clear intclhtci, which in turn are imparted to the child. It relaxes the muscles and allows them to expand. It rsheves morning sicknns and Mrvouanca. k puts all the organs concerned in perfect condition for the fteal hour, so that the actual labor is short and practically painksa. Dan* gar of rising or hard breasts it altogether avoided, and recovery is merely a mattes of a few days. Dreeji.t* aril Motker’s Friend ter ft e beetle. The Bradflcld Regulator Cos., Atlanta, Ga, Send for oi • free til us? ret *4 book. AN INTERESTING TABLE- Counties From Which the Georgia Governors Came Shown. Prof. Otis Ashmore, of Savan nah, who is interested in south Georgia getting the next governor ship, has compiled the following table, showing the counties from which the governors have been elected during the past xoo years: Josiah Tattnall, Chatham rßoi John Milledge, Richmond.... 1802 Jared Irwin. Washington.... 1806 David B. Mitchell, Chatham.. 1809 Peter Early, Wilkes 1813 David B. Mitchell, Chatham.. 1815 Wm. Rabun, Hancock 1817 Matthew Talbot,Oglethorpe. .1819 John Clarke, Wilkes 1819 George M. Troup, Laurens.. .1823 John Forsyth, Richmond 1827 George Gilmer, Oglethorpe... 1829 Wilson Lumpkin, Oglethorpe. ißjg Wm. Schley, Richmond 1835 Geo. R. Gilmer, Oglethorpe... 1837 Chas. J. McDonald, Baldwin.. 1839 Geo. W. Crawford,Richmond. 1843 Geo. W. Towns, Talbot.. 1847 Howell Cobb, Clark 1851 Herschel V. Johnson Jefferso 11853 Joseph E. Brown, Cherokee... 1857 James Johnson, Muscogee 1863 Charles J. Jenkins, Richmondiß6s Rufus B. Bullock,Richmond.. 1868 Benj. Conlej 7 ,Richmond 1871 James M. Smith, Muscogee.. 1872 Alfred H.Coh u'tt.DeKalb iß,| Alex H; Stephens, Taliaferro. 1882 James S. Boynton,Spalding.. .1883 Henry D. McDaniel,Walton.. 1883 John B. Gordon,DeKalb 1889 Wm J. Northern,Hancock.. . 1890 W. Y. Atkinson,Coweta .... 1894 Allen D, Candler, Hall 1898 The Poor Farmer Cincinnati Enquirer. The average farmer has always been accused of being a chronic grumbler. Whether he is or isn’t is aptly illustrated through a con versation ex-United States Mar shal M. A. Smalley, of Toledo, with one of them in this county yesterday. Mr. Smalley is assist ing in securing the right of way for an electr.c railway, and learned through one of the agriculturists his views. 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