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active service would hold him but Just
ly dealt with if the shot laid him dead
Id that instant for his act and his
words.
kill me; 1 know it. Well,
us. ftitr regalive; it will !** tla
sole noe ! you have ever done to me.”
And Ite stood erect, patient, motion
less. looking Into his chiefs eyes with
a cairn disdain, with ail umittered
challenge that for the first moment
wrung something of savage respect
and of s,;[jen admiration out from the
soul,of his great foe.
He did not fire. It was the only time
in which any trait of abstinence from
cruelty had been ever seen ‘in him. lie
signed to the soldiers of the guard
with one hand, while with the other nc
sfill covered with his pistol the man
whom martial law would have allowed
him to have shot down or have cut
down at his horse's feet.
“Arrest him,” he said simply.
Cecil offered no resistance. lie let
them seize and disarm him wltliot.it an
effort at the opposition which could
have been but a futile, unavailing trial
of brute force. lie dreutied lest there
should l>e u sound that should reach
her in that tent where the triad of
standards drools] in the dusky dis
tance. He was content with what he
had done—content to have met once,
not as a soldier to chief, but as man
to iran, the tyrant who livid ills fat a .
None knew, not even Cigarette. She
sat aion?, so far away that none sought
her out, beside the picket fire that had
long died out, with tho little white dog
of Zaralla curled on the scarlet folds of
her skirt. She had the cross n her
heart, the idol of her long desire, the
star to which her longing eyes had
looked up ever since her childhood
through the reek of carnage and the
.smoke of battle, and . he would have
flung it away lll:o dross to have had
his lips touch hers once with love.
She rose impetuously. The night was
far spent, the camp was very still, the
torches had long died out, and a streak
of dawn was visible in the east. She
stood awhile looking very earnestly
across the wide black city of tents.
"I shall be best away for a time. I
grow mad, treacherous, wicked here,”
she thought. "1 will go and see Blanc-
Bec.”
Blane-Bec was the soldier of the ar
my of Italy.
In a brief while she had saddled and
biiuletl ntolle-Filanie and i idden out
of the camp without warning or fnre
weli ro any. Thus she went, knowing
nothing of hlo fate. And with the sun
rise went also tho woman whom he
Joyed—in ignorance.
CHAPTER XXII.
Dh an warm, transparent light of
an African autumnal noon
shone down through the white
canvas roof of a great tent in
j-'h heart of the encamped divisions at
th ■ headquarters of the array of the
south. In the tent there was a densely
packed throng, an Immense, close,
liuslHV., listening crowd, of which ev
ery man wore the uniform of France,
for they v.-one lu court, and that'eourt
war the court martial of their own
southern camp.
The prisoner was arraigned on the
heaviest charge that can be laid against
the soldier of any army, and yet, as the
many eyes of the military crowd turn
ed on him where he stood surrounded
by \is guard, his crime against his
"tldef was forgotten, and they only re-
fhembcred Zaraiia, He preserved en-
reticence iu court. The Instant the
accusation had been read to him he*
had seen that his chief would not dare
to couple with it the proud, pure uhmo
he had dared to outrage. His most
bitter anxiety was thus at an end. For
all the rest he was tranquil.
No case could be clearer, briefer, less
complex, more entirely incapable of de
fense. The soluk-r3 of the guard gave
evidence as to the violence and fury of
the assault. The accuser merely stated
that, meeting his corporal out of the
Inmnds of the cavalry camp, he had
asked him wnere he had been and on
his commanding an answer had been
assaulted in the manner described
with violence sufficient to have cost his
life hr.d not the guard been so near at
hand. The statement passed without
contradiction by the prisoner, who only
replied that the facts were stated ac
curately as they occurred and that his
reasons for the deed he declined to as
sent. When it was finally demanded
of him if he Lad aught to urge in his
own extenuation, he paused a moment,
with a gaze urder which even the bard
eagle eyes grew restless, looked across
to Chateauroy and addressed his an
tagonist rather than the president:
this—that a tyrant* a liar and
U traducer cannot wonder if men pre
fer death to submission beneath insult.
But I am well aware that this is no
vindication of my act as a soldier, and
I have no desire to say words which,
whatever their truth, might become
tiereafter dangerous legacies and dan
rgerous precedents to the army.”
That was all which he answered, and
his counsel nor bis accusers
>could extort another syllable from him.
He never moved once while the decree
of death was read to him, and there
was no change in the weary calmness
of his eyes. He bent his bead in ac
quiescence. ,
“It is well,” he said simply.
It seemed well to him. Dead, Uia
secret would lie in the grave with him
and the long martyrdom of bis life be
ended.
In tho brightness of the noon Ciga
rette leaner! out of her little oval case
ment, and. for the first tim also, hap
piness was not with her.
They were gone forever—all the elas
tic Joyanee, all the free, fair hours, all
the dauntless gayety of childhood, all
the sweet, harmonious laughter of a
heart without They were gone
forever,,for tlit* touch of love and pain
had Ih'cii laid on her, and never again
would tier radiant eyes smile cloud
lessly, like tiie young eagle's, at a sun
that rose but to be greeted as only
youth can greet another dawn of life
that is without a shadow. To her it
seemed impossible that this patrician
who had his passion should not return
it. She only thought of love as she
had always seen it— quickly born, hotly
cherished, wholly,lndulged and without
tie or restraint.
"And I came without my vengeance!”
she mused. To the nature that felt
the ferocity of the vendetta a right
and a due there was wounding humili
ation In her knowledge that she had
left her rival unharmed and had come
hi titer, out from his sight and his
presence, lest he should see in her one
glimpse of that folly which she would
have kiiit-d herself under her own steel
rather them have betrayed either tor
Lis contempt or Ids compassion.
The touch of a bird's wing brushing
her hair biought tiiV dreamy compari
son to her wandering thoughts. She
starred and lifted her head, it was a
blue carrier pigeon, one of tho many
she fed at that casement and the swift
est and surest of several sliv rent with
messages for the soldiers between the
various stations and corps. She laid
forgotten she Lad left the bird at tho
encampment.
She caressed It absently, while tho
tired creature sank down on her bosom.
Then only she saw that there was a
letter beneath one wing.
She found an old French cobbler sit
ting at a stall In a casement stitching
leather. He was her customary reader
and scribe In this quarter. She touch
ed him with the paper, “Good Ua
thieau, wilt thou read this to me?”
And he read aloud:
Ttiere id ili new*. J send the bird on a chan n
to find thee. Bcl-a faire-pour struck tia? SLck
Hawk—* light blow, but with threat to kill f.-. -
lowing it. lie has been tried and is to be shot.
Tnere Uno appeal. The case is clear. The colo
nel could bate cut him down, were that all. I
thought you should know. We aie ail sorry. It
was done on the night of the great fete. I a;n
thy humble lover and slave.
So the boy zouave’s scrawl, crushed
hud blotted uud written with givent <iif-
“You have his face!" she muttered.
“ What arc you to himt"
Acuity, ran in its brief phrases that the
slow muttering of the old shoemaker
dretv out in tedious length.
Cigarette heard. She never made a
movement or gave a sound, but all
the blood fled out of her brilliant face,
leaving it horribly blanched beneath
its brown sun scorch, and her eyes,
distended, senseless, sightless, were
fastened on the old man’s slowly mov
ing mouth.
"Shot!” she said vacantly. “Shot!”
Her vengeance had come without her
once lifting her hand to summon it.
“The blow was struck for her,” she
muttered. “It was that night, you
hear—that night?”
“What night? Thou lcoiest so
strangely. Dost thou love this doomed
soldier?”
Cigarette laughed—a laugh whose
echo thrilled horribly through the
lonely Moresco courtway.
“Love! Love! I hated him, look
you! So I said. And I longed for my
veugeauce. It is comer’
Then she crushed the letter In one
hand and flew, fleet as any antelope,
through the streets of the Moorish
quarter and across the city to the
quay.
The people ever gave way before
her, but now they scattered like fright
ened sheep from her path. There was
something that terrified them in that
bloodless horror set upon her face and
In that fury of resistless speed with
which she rushed upon her way.
One© only in her headlong career
through the throngs she paused. It
was as one face, on which the strong
light of the noontide poured, came be
fore her. The senseless look changed
la her eyes. She wheeled out of her
route and stopped.
"Yon hare his facer* atre muttered.
“What are you to him?”
"To whom?”
'To the unin who calls himself Louli
Victor, a chasseur of my army?”
Her eyes were fastened entirely ui>ou
him, keen, ruthless, fierce, In this mo
tnent, as a hawk’s. He grew pale and
murmured an Incoherent denial. He
sought to shake her off, first gently,
then more rudely. lie called her mad
and tried to fling her from him, but the
Utbe fingers only wound themselves
closer on bis arm.
“Be stIM, fool!" she muttered. “You
are of his people. You have his eyas
and his looks and his features. Me
disowns you or you him. Xo matter
which, he Is of your blood, and he lies
under sentence of death. Do you know
that?”
WHh a stifled cry the other recoiled
from her. He never doubted that she
spoke the truth. None could who had
looked upon her face.
“Do not lie to me,” she said curtly.
“It avails you nothing. Regd that.”
She thrust before bim tbe paper the
pigeon had brought. His hand trem
bled sorely as he held it. He believed
in that moment that this strange crea
ture, half soldier, half woman, half
brigand, half child, knew all his story
and all his shame from his brother.
“Shot!” .he echoed hoarsely as she
had done when he had read on to the
end. "Shot! Oh, my God, and I—l am
his brother!”
She was silent. Looking at him fix
edly, it did not seem to her strange
that she should thus have met one of
his blood in tbe crowds of Algiers.
“You are ids brother,” she said slow
ly. ‘Tell me his name, his rank.”
He was silent. Coward and egotist
that#he was, both cowardice and ego
tism were killed In him under tbe over
whelming horror with which he felt
himsedf as truly by moral guilt a fratri
cide as though he had stabbed his elder
through tho heart.
“Speak!” hissed Cigarette through
her clinched teeth.
“He is the head of my house!” ha
answered her, scarce knowing what he
answered. “He should bear the title
that I bear now. lie Is here in this
misery because he is the most merci
ful, the most generous, the most long
suffering of living souls. If he die, it
it not they who have killed him; it
Is I!”
“Settle with yourself for that sin,"
she said bitterly. “Your remorse will
not save him. But do the thing that
I bid you if that remorse be sincere.
Write me out here that title you say
he should bear and your statement that
he Is your brother and should be the
chief of your house, then sign it nnd
give it to me."
He seized her hands and gazed with
Imploring eyes into her face.
“Who are you? What are you? If
you have the power to do it, for the
love of God rescue him! It is I who
have murdered him—l who have let
hint live on iu this hell for my sake!"
She brought him pens and paper from
the Turk's store and dictated what he
wrote:
I hereby affirm that the person serving in the
Chasseurs d'Afrique under ttia name of Louis Vic
tor is my elder brother, Bertie Cecil, lawfully, by
inheritance, the \ taucunt Royaliiou, pour of Kng-
Land. I hereby also acknowledge that 1 here scc
ceed“d to and borne the iLlo Illegally under tic
supposition of bis death. Bjukei.ey Cecil.
Ho let her draw the paper from him
ami fold it away in her licit. lie
watched her with a curious, dreamy
sense of his own impotence against the
tierce and fiery torrent of her bidding.
“Can his life yet be saved?"
"His honor may—his honor shall. Go
to him. coward, arid let the bails that
kill him reach you. too. if you have one
trait of manhood left in you!”
Then, swiftly as a swallow darts, she
quitted him aud flew on her headlong
way down through the pressure of the
people and the throngs of the marts
and the noise and the color and the
movement of the streets.
Tho sun was scarcely declined -from
its noon before she rode put of the
on a half bred horse of the epahls,
swift ns the antelope anti as wild, with
her onlv equipment some pistols in her
fce!st< rs and a bag of rice nnd a*skln of
water slung at her saddlebow. She
had a long route before her. She had
many leagues to travel, and there were
but four and twenty hours, she knew
well, left to the man who was con
demned to death; four and twenty
hours left open for appeal, no more, be
twixt the delivery and execution of the
sentence. There were 50 miles be
tween her and her goal. Abd-cl-Ka-
der’s horse had once covered tiiat space
In three hours, so men of the army of
d’Aumale Lad told her. She knew
what they had done she could do.
Once only she paused, to let her horse
He a brief while and cool his foam
flaked sides and crop some short, sweet
grass. Then she mounted again and
again went on in her flight. The horse
was reeking with smoke and foam and
the blood was coursing from his flanks
as she reached her destination at lard
and threw herself off his saddle as he
sank faint and quivering to the ground.
Whither she had came was to a for
tress where the marshal of France, who
was the viceroy of Africa, had arrived
that day in his progress of Inspection
throughout the province.
“Hare a care cf him and lead-me to
the chief.”
She spoke quietly, but a certain sen
sation of awe and fear moved those
who beard. They hesitated to take her
message, to do her bidding. The one
whom she sought was great and su
preme here ( as a king. They dreaded
to approach his staff, to ask his audi
ence. f
Cigarette at them a moment,
then loosened her cross and held it out
to an adjutant standing beneath the
gates.
“Take that to the man who gave tt
me. Tell him Cigarette waits and
with each moment that she waits a sol
dier’s l}£e Is lost Qor
k,.
ENERGETIC HEN,
Willing to Let the Rooster Make All
the Noise.
Baltimore American.
There was Once an Energetic
Hen who paid Strict Attention to
Duty, and never w-as below the
Average in her Daily Output of
Eggs.
Each time that she Laid an Egg
a Rooster would Crow Lustily and
Excitedly, and Announce the fact
to the World.
Now, there were Certain Hens
that belonged to the Gossip Bri
gade, and they were Filled with
Envy because of this.
So they went ,to the Energetic
Hen and said;
“We think it is Just Awful ti e
way Mr. Rooster takes all the
Credit for your Success. Every
day he Crows and Exults over
What is Really your Achieve
ment.”
But the Energetic Hen smiled
Cheerfully and Answered:
“Do not Lose any More Sleep
over it, for He is mv Press Agent.”
Moral—lf you Make a • Success
at Minding your Own Business,
all your friends .vili Assist you in
Minding it.
Don’t be Afraid of Work-
September “Success.”
One thing that keeps young
men down is their fear of work.
They aim to find genteel occupa
tions, so they can dress well, and
not soil their clothes and handle
things with the tips of their fin
gers. They do not like to get
their shoulders under the wheel,
and they prefer to give orders to
others, or figure as master, and let
some one else do the drudgery.
There is no doubt that indolence
and laziness are the chief obstacles
to success.
When we see a boy, who has
just secured a position, take hold
of any tiling with both hands, and
“jump right into his work” as if
lie meant to succeed, we have con
fidence that he will prosper. But,
if he stands around, and asks ques
tions, wbeli told to do anything; if
he tells you that this, or’ that, be
longs to some other boy to do, for
it is not his work; if he does not
try to carry out his orders iu the
correct way; if he wants a thou
sand explanations, when asked to
run on an errand, and makes his
employer think that he could have
done the whole thing himself—one
feels like discharging such a boy
on the spot, for he is convinced
that he was not cut for success.
That boy will be cursed with med
riocicy, or will be a failure. There
is no place in this century for the
lazy man. He will be pushed to
the wall.
Races in Atlanta-
In the 2.40 pace, purse S4OO,
“Judge,” Mr. Stiles’ entry, won 2d
money by pacing a game race and
driving the winner, “Prince Lief,”
a Pennsylvania horse out in 2.18
3-4- Before the race “Miss Paisa
Jones” sold as favorite and even
after the first heat she still held a
backing, but she failed “to show”
or connect with the co-in. The
race was won by “Prince Lief” in
three straight heats with “Judge,”
the contending horse.
In the 3 minute trot, purse S4OO,
“Col. Jim,” Mr. Stiles’ entry, won
4th money, it was a hot field of
green trotters, where the winners
of Ist, 2d and 3d money had all
shown trials in 2.15, so it was the
“real thing” “Col. Jim” was “up
against.” The three heats in this
3 minute trot were all faster than
any heat of the 2.14 tiot that came
just prior to this race.
In Reduced Circumstances-
Chicago Tribune.
“I’ll give that waiter,” said
Rivers, “an order that will para
lyze him.”
“Wliat will you have, sir?” pres
ently asked the waiter.
“Bring me,’’replied Rivers,“some
verulam and ova.”
“Yes, sir.”
The waiter, a seedy-looking man
in spectacles, went away with a
strange gleam in his eye, and
returned about 15 minutes later
with a large platter containing
something hot.
‘‘Here you are, sir,” he said,
“Bacon and eggs. In ordinary
English it would be 25 cents. In
classic form it will be 45 cents.
Culpam poena permit cones, as we
used to say at College. Anything
else, sir?”
Old Lady—Dear! dear! I don’t
like to see a little boy smoking a
cigarette.
The boy—Don’t y’, ma’am?
Well, if y’ll come ’round this way
at the same time t’morrer I’ll try
t’ be smokin’ a cigar ’r a pipe.—
Philadelphia Bulletin.
Fortify the system against dis
ease by purifying and enriching
the blood—in other words, take
Hood’s Sarsaparilla.
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The Kind You Have Always Bought, and which has been
in use for over 30 years, has borne the signature of
, - —— Bnd has been made under his ner
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A i, oW no one to deceive you in this!
All Counterfeits, Imitations and “ Just-as-good” are but
Experiments that trifle with and endanger the health of
Infants and Children—Experience against Experiment,
What is CASTORIA
Castoria is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil, Pare
goric, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant, it
contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic
substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms
and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and Wind
Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation
and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the
Stomach a id Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep.
The Children’s Panacea—The Mother’s Friend.
GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
m Kind You Have Always Bought
In Use For Over 30 Years.
THP CENTAUR COMPANY, 77 MURRAY CTRFFT. NFIV YORN crry.
Johnny Obeyed-
Baltimore American
“Children,” said the teacher,
while instructing the class in com
position, “you should not attempt
any flights of fancy, but simply be
yourselves, and write wbat is in
vou. Do not imitate any other
person’s writings or draw inspira
tion from outside sources.
Asa result of this aavieejohnny
Wise turned in the following com
position:
“We should not attempt any
fates of fancy, but rite what is in
us. In me thare is my stummuck,
lungs, hart, livver, two apples, one
piece of pie, one stick of lemon
candy and my dinner.”
Mrs. Binks—Horrors! Uncle
John has sent a gun for little John
ny. He’li be sure to kill himself.
Mr. Binks—lndeed he will!
Don’t let him see it.
“But what shall I do with the
thing?”
“Give it to that boy next door.”
—New York Weekly.
' They had been married a year
before anybody knew it, and even
then their secret was discovered
only by accident.”
“Indeed?”
“Yes, one evening at a card
party they thoughtlessly played
partners, and the wav they quar
reled let the whole thing out!’’ —
Detroit Free Press.
Tramp—Please, mum, I haven’t
a friend or a relative in the world.
Housekeeper—Well, I’m glad
there’s no one to worry over you
in case you get hurt. Here.Tige!—
New York Weekly,
“So you won’t chop the wood?”
"I’m afraid,” replied Meandering
Mite,” “dat de exercise would
start an appetite dat ’ud trespass
on your hospitality.—Washington
Star.
ree v* Iyoti c--.it.iuuo
nc.-ve-jjM.:)).; tobacco habit. ptaffiSfi
rem jvc the desire lor tobacco, witfi-Atfny rSgO3
c-’f ".CTVOUSCiStrOS.I. A 6 Svwic
tine, putiAes tho blood, 4f> k * V : .t?
stores lost manhood, -aft#!J. hosei
J,-’ y* r.; M 5 foro*. Take it dim
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New Shipment
Of “ Rogers Bros. Famous
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just received. Will sell un
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$4,30 for (3 Knives and
G Forks. Remember there
is but one quality of Rog
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Forks made in the round
handle, no matter what you
may be told to the contra
ry. I guarantee everything
I sell to be exactly as rep
resented. Better secure a
set this week.
F. GRESHAM, Jeweler,
OR. WILLIAM L. CASON,
DENTIST-
Office: Over Young Bros.’ Drug Store.
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President, Roanoke, a<
TO ALLPERSONS HAVINC
FARMING, TIMBERED OB
MINERAL LANDS, OR
WATER POWERS
FOR SALE.
The Nashville, Chattanooga and St.
Louis Railway proposes to use itß nes
efiorts to induce a good class of immi
grants to settle in territory contiguous
to its lines, and to engage the attention
of capitalists seeking Manufacturing
sites or Mining Property. It therefore
solicits the support, the co-operation
and the assistance of the people ot every
county through which its lines pass*
The management earnestlv request
that all persons who have farms for sale
or lease, those who have timber*®
lands, water powers or mineral lands
tor sale, will soud a brief description o
the same to the railroad agent neares
them, giving the prices and terms o
sale. The prices must correspond wit
the prices asked of local buyers, in*
management does not propose to aid n
selling lands to immigrants at exorbi
tant or speculative prices.
Large tracts suitable for coloniza
at low prices, are especially wante Agt-
J. B, Kiplibrew,
Industrial and Commercial
H. F. Smith,
Traffic Manager,
Nashyille, Tenn.