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j UNDER TWO [FLAGS By ~° ui ° A ~ 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. CASTORIA 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 SOnal supervisiou sinco infancy" 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. 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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. 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