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me your hand once more, and then
let them do their duty. Turn your head
away. It will soon be over!”
The clear voice of the officer in com
mand rang shrilly through the stillness:
“Monseigneur, make your farewell.
1 can wait no longer.”
The Seraph started and tiling himself
round with the grand challenge of a
lion struck by a puny spear. His face
flushed crimson; his words were chok
ed in his throbbing throat.
“As I live, you shall not fire! 1 for
bid you! I swear by my honor and the
honor of England that he shall not die
like a dog. lie is of my country: he
is of my order. 1 will appeal to your
emperor. He will accord me his life
the Instant 1 ask it. Give me only an
hour’s reprieve—a few moments' space
to speak to your chiefs—to seek out
your general"
“It is Impossible, monseigneur. Sub
mit to the execution of the law. or 1
must arrest you.”
Lyounesse flung off the detaining
hand of the guard and swung round
so that his agonized eyes gazed close
into tite adjutant’s immovable face,
which before that gaze lost its cold
ness and its rigor.
“An hour's reprieve—for mercy’s
sake, grant that!”
“1 have said it is impossible.”
“He is an English noble. I tell you”—
“He is a soldier who has broken the
law. That sullices. I must obey my
orders. 1 regret you should have tlii3
pain, hut if you do not cease to inter
fere my soldiers must make you.”
Where the guards held him Cecil
saw and heard. llis voice rose with
all its old strength and directness:
“My friend, do not plead for me. For
the sake of our common country and
our old love, let us both meet this with
silence and with courage."
The words stung his hearer well
nigh to madness. He turned on the
soldiers with all the fury of his race
that slumbered so long, but when it
awoke was like the lion’s rage. In
vective. entreaty, conjuration, com
mand. imploring prayer and ungovern
ed passion poured In tumultuous
words, in agonized eloquence, Irom his
lips. All answer was a quick sign of
the hand, and ere he saw them a dozen
soldiers were round him. his arms
were seized, his splendid frame was
held as powerless as a lassoea bull.
Cecil’s eyes strained on him with one
last longiug look. Then he raised his
hand and gave the signal for tiis own
death shot.
The leveled carbines covered him.
He stood erect with bis face full to
ward the sun. Ere they could tire, a
shrill cry pierced the air:
"Wait. In tlie name of France!"
Dismounted, breathless, staggering,
witli her arms flung upward aud her
face bloodless with fear. Cigarette ap
peared upon the ridge of rising ground
The cry of command pealed out upon
the silence in the voice that the army
of Africa loved as the voice of their
little one. And the cry came too late.
The volley was fired, the crash of
sound thrilled across the words that
bade them pause, the heavy smose
rolled out upon the air, the death that
was doomed was dealt.
But beyond the smoke cloud he stag
gered slightly and then stood erect still,
almost unharmed, grazed only by some
few of the balls. The flash of tire was
not so fleet as the swiftness of her
love, nud on his breast she threw her
self and flung her arms about him and
turned her head backward with her
old dauntless, sunlit smile as the balls
pierced her bosom and broke her limbs
and were turned away by that shield
of warm young life from him.
Hor arms wore gliding from about
his neck and her shot limits were sink
ing to tlie earth as he caught her up
where she had dropped to ids feet.
“O God! My child, they have killed
you!”
He suffered more as the cry broke
from him than if the bullets had
brought him that death which he saw
at one glance had stricken down for
ever all the glory of her childhood, all
the gladness of her youth.
She laughed, all the clear. Imperious
arch laughter of her sunniest hours
unchanged.
“Chut! It is the powder and ball of
France! That does not hurt. If it was
an Arbico’s bullet, now! But wait!
Here is the marshal’s order. He sus
pends your sentence. I have told him
all. You are safe—do you hear—you
are safe! How he looks! Is he grieved
to live? Here is the order. The gener
al must have it. No; not out < f my
hand till the general sees it. Fetch
him, some of you—fetch him to me.”
“Great heaven, you have given your
life for mine!”
The words broke from him in an ag
ony as he held her upward against his
heart, himself so blind, so stunned,
■with the sudden recall from death to
life and with the sacrifice whereby life
was thus brought to him that he could
scarce see her face, scarce hoar her
toice. but only dimly, incredulously,
terribly, knew in some vague sense
that she was dying and dying thus for
him.
She smiled up in his eyes, while even
In that moment, when her life was bro
ken down like a wounded bird’s and
the shots had pierced through from her
shoulder to her bosom, a hot, scarlet
flush came over her cheeks as she felt
; his touch and rested on his heart.
“A life! What is It to give? We bold
It In our hands every hour, we soldiers,
and toss it in change for a draft of
wine. Lay me down on the ground—at
your feet—so! I shall live longest that
way. and I have so much to tell. How
they crowd around me! They are sor
ry they fired. That is foolish. They
were only doing their duty, and they
could not hear me in time.”
He, laying her down with unspeaka
ble gentleness as she had bidden him.
hung over her. leaning her head against
his arm and watching in paralyzed
horror the helplessness of the quiver
ing limbs, the slow flowing of the
blood beneath the cross that shone
where that young, heroic heart so soon
would beat no more.
“Oh. m.v child, my child!” he moaned
as the full might and meaning of this
devotion which had saved him at such
cost rushed on him. “What am 1 worth
that you should perish for me? Better
a thousand times have left me to my
fate! Such nobility, such sacrifice,
such love!”
The hot color flushed her face once
more. She was strong to the last to
Vonconl that passion for which she was
still content to perish in her youth.
“Chut! We are comrades, and you
are a brave man. I would do the same
for any of my spaliis. Look you. I
never heard of your arrest till I heard,
too. of your sentence. They will tell
you how I did it—l have not time. The
marshal gave his word you shall be
saved. There is no fear. That is your
friend who bends over me here: is it
not? A fair face, a brave face! You
will go back to your land, you will live
among your own people, and she—she
will love you now—now she knows you
are of her order!"
Something of the old thrill of jealous
dread and hate quivered through the
words, but the purer, nobler nature
vanquished it. She smiled up In his
eyes, heedless of the tumult round
them.
“You will be happy. That Is well.
Look you. It is nothing that I did. I
would have done it for any one of my
soldiers. And for tills”— She touched
the blood flowing from her side witli
the old bright, brave smile. “It was
an accident. They must not grieve for
It. My men are good to me. They will
feel such regret and remorse, but do
not let them. lam glad to die. If the
shots had not come to me, they would
have gone to him. and lie has been un
happy so long ami borne wrong so pa
tiently he Isas earned the right to live
and enjoy. Now, I— I have been happy
all my days, like a bird, like a kifteu.
like a foal, just from being young and
taking no thought. 1 should have had
to suffer if 1 bad to live. It is much
best as it is”—
Her voice failed her when she had
spoken the heroic words. Loss of blood
was fast draining all strength from
her, and she quivered in a torture she
could not wholly conceal. He for whom
she perished hung over her in an agony
greater far than hers. It seemed a
hideous dream to him, that this child
lay dying in his stead.
“Can nothing save her?" he cried
aloud. “O God. that you had tired one
moment sooner!"
She heard and looked up at him with
u look in which all the passionate,
hopeless, imperishable love she had re
sisted a nil concealed so long spoke
with an intensity she never dreamed.
“She is content,” site whispered soft
ly. “You did not understand her right
ly; that was all."
“All! O God, bow I have wronged
you! My darling! My darling! Wlia
have I done to be worthy of such
love?" he murmured, while the tears
fell from his blinded eyes and his head
drooped until tiis lips met hers. At
the first utterance of that word be
tween them, at the unconscious tender
ness of hi kisses that had the anguish
fa farewell in them, the color sud
denly flushed all over her blanched
face. She trembled In Ids arms, and a
great shivering sigh ran through her.
It came too late, this warmth of love.
“Hush!” she answered, with a look
that pierced ids soul. “Keep those
kisses for milaJL She will have the
right to love you. She is of your aris
tocracy, she is not ‘unsexed’ As for
me. I am only a little trooper, who has
saved my comrade! My soldiers, come
round me one instant. I shall not long
find words.”
Her eyes closed as she spoke. A
deadly faintness and coldness passed
over her. and she gasped for breath.
A moment, and the resolute cour
age In her conquered. Her eyes open
ed aud rested on the war worn faces of
her “children”—rested In a long lost
look of unspeakable wistfuluess and
tenderness.
“I cannot speak as I would,” she said
at length, while her voice grew very
faint. “But I have loved you. All is
said!”
All was uttered In those four brief
words. She had loved them.
She stretched her arms out with a
gesture of infinite longing, like a lost
child that vainly seeks Its mother.
“If I could only see France once
more! France”—
It was the last word upon her utter
ance. Her eyes met Cecil’s in one fleet
ing upward glance of unutterable ten
derness; then with her hands still
stretched out westward to where her
country was and with the dauntless
heroism of her smile upon her face
like light she gave a tired sigh as of a
child that sinks to sleep, and in the
midst of tier army of Africa the little
one lay dead.
In the shadow of his tent at midnight
he whom she had rescued stood look
ing down at a bowed, stricken form be
fore hint with an exceeding yearning
pity in his gaze.
The words had at length been spoken
that had lifted from him the burden of
another’s guilt: tin* hour at last had
come in which his eyes had met the
eyes of his friend without a hidden
thought between them. The sacrifice
was ended, the martyrdom was over.
And In this hour of release the stron
gest feeling In him was the sadness
of an Infinite compassion, and where
his brother was stretched prostrate in
shame before him Cecil stooped and
raised him tenderly.
“Say no more,” he murmured. “It
has been well for me that 1 have suf
fered these things. For yourself, if
you do Indeed repent and feel that you
owe me any debt, atone for it and pay
It by letting your own life be strong in
truth and fair In honor.”
CHAPTER XXIV.
UrXDER the green springtide
J leafage of English woodlands
| ISgSjKI an old horse stood at pasture.
Sleeping, with the sun on his
gray silken skin and the flies driven
off witli a dreamy switch of Ills tail
sleeping. yet not so surely but at one
voice he started and raised his head
with all the eager grace of his youtli
and gave a murmuring noise of wel
come and delight. He had known that
voice in an instant, though for so many
years his ear had never thrilled to it.
Forest King had never forgotten. Now
scarce a day passed but what it spoke
to him some word of greeting or of
affection.
With his arm over the horse’s neck
the exile, who had returned to his
birthright, stood silent awhile, gazing
out over the land on which his eyes
never wearied of resting. Then Liis
glance came back and dwelt upon the
face beside him, the proud and splen
did woman’s face that had learned its
softness and its passion from him
alone.
"It was worth banishment to re
turn." he murmured to her. “It was
worth the trials that I bore to learn the
love that 1 have known”—
She. looking upward at him with
thqse deep, lustrous, imperial eyes that
had tirst met his own in the glare of
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"It was worth banishment to return .”
the African noon, passed her hand over
ills lips with a gesture of tenderness
far more eloquent from her than from
women less proud and less prone to
weakness.
“Ah. hush! When I think of what
her love was, how worthless looks my
own. how little worthy of the fate it
finds! What have I done that every
joy should become mine when she”—
Her mouth trembled, and the phrase
died unfinished. Strong as her own
love had grown. it looked to her un
proved and without desert beside that
which had chosen to perish for his
sake. The memor'es of both went
back to a place in a desert land where
the folds of the tricolor drooped over
one little grave turned westward to
ward the shores of France—a grave
made where the beat of the drum
nd the sound of moving squadrons
nd, the ring of the trumpet call and
the-noise of the assembPing battalions
could be heard by night and day, a
grave where the troops as they passed
it by saluted and lowered their arms in
tender reverence, in faithful, unasked
homage, because beneath the flag they
honored there was carved in the white
stone one name that spoke to every
heart within the army she had loved,
one name on which the Arab sun
streamed as with a martyr’s glory:
CIGARETTE, <*
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TIIE EXD.
A Story of Beck and Evnrts.
Senator Evarts once unwittingly
gave deep offense to bluff Senator
Reck. He was discussing the latter’s
bill forbidding members of congress to
practice before the supreme court, and.
having occasion to refer to lawyers
whose practice was limited to special
ties and wiio never had occasion to ap
pear before the highest judicial tribu
nal in the laud, he called them “unilat
eral" lawyers.
The professional dignity of Senator
Reck was wounded. He had been fair
ly successful at the bar in Kentucky,
but he had early laid aside the law for
politics, and there were even some of
his colleagues who did not know he
was a lawyer. Daniel O’Connell's war
of epithets witli the flsherwoman in
which he finally triumphed by calling
her a “contumelious paralleloplpedon”
was nothing to the Scotch epithets
which Senator Beck began hurling at
Senator Evarts. He finally satisfied
Ills wounded amour propre by assuring
the senate that a unilateral lawyer in
Kentucky was more respected than a
quadrilateral pettifogger in New York.
Senator Evarts had not been In the
senate long enough then to understand
Senator Beck’s peculiarities, but he
finally succeeded In pacifying the
sturdy Kentuckian, and their relations
became quite kindly.
Horrors of South Africa-
Says a recent London dispatch.
John Morley, M. P., addessing
his constituents today at Arboath,
said:
"The government is aggravating
the esseutial of the situation in
South Africa by their management
of the concentration camps The
death rate of children, measure it
as you will, is hideous, excessive
and appalling. The policy of dev
astation has been admitted to be a
mistake.
“I wonder what Lord Palmerston
would have said of a government
justifying themselves by saying
tnat Russia in Poland and Austria
in Bosnia did something like the
same. The war has entirely chang
ed in character and is drifting into
a war of extermination of a people
fighting for their own land.
“The policy of unconditional
surrender and submission means
extermination and annihilation.
The present attitude of the govern
ment is one of sullen desperation.
There is nothing worse than med
dle in a blind horse.
"The king will perhaps at no
distant date have to seek other
ministers with a better insight and
more pliant mind in the face of the
dangerous and complex situation
which confronts the country.’’
The downward path, as many
have been led to observe, is a steep
incline. The fact is illustrated by
the career of Frank Bradley, who
fifteen years ago was general :
manager of the Pullman Carj
Works, at Pullman at a salary of I
$20,000 a year, and is now an in
mate of the Cook county jail, and
is charged with being a common
pickpocket. At the top notch of
his prosperity he was caught em
bezzling some of the company’s
money and sent to the penitenti
ary. He served his term and has
been slipping down the path ever
since.
l>r. Cady's Condition Powder
ure just what a horse needs when
in bad condition. Tonic, blood pur
ifier and vermifuge. They are not
food but medicine and the best in
use to pot a horse in eonril.
tion. Price 2L cents per package
For sale by alldrugglsts.
Cheap Rates to the West.
The Western & Atlantic Railroad and
the Nashville,Chattanooga and St. Lou
is Railway will sell homeseckers round
trip tickets to a 1 points in Oklahoma
anq Indian Territory on the following
dates : Oetoner Jsth, November slh
and iOrli. December 3d and i7th. Tick
ets g od twenty-one days from date
of sale. Stopover privileges will be
allowed fifteen days going, at anv
point in Arkansas, Texas, Oklahoma
and Indian Territory. For rates and
lull intormation.eall bn or wr.te to
SOHN L EDMONDSON,
S. N. P. A.. Atlanta. Ga.
Six Million Boxes a Year.
In 1895, none; in 1900, 6,000,000
boxes; that’s Cascarets Candy Ca
thartic’s jump into popularity. The
people have cast their verdict. Best
medicine for the bowels in the world.
All druggists, 10c.
Money to Loan.
A limited sum of money
can be borrowed on farm
ing lands. Apply to
Jno. H. Wikle, Att’y.
To Cure a Cold in One Day.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine
Tablets. All druggists refund the
money if it fails to cure. E. W.
Groves’ signature is on each box
Genuine stamped C. C. C. Never sold In bulk.
Beware of the dealer who tries to sell
“something just as good.”
Bankrup ts Petition for Discharge
For the Northern district of Georgia,
Northwestern Division,
In the matter ot John P. Stoyer & Cos.
bankrupt in bankruptcy.
A petition for discharge having been
filed in conformity with law bv the
above named bankrupt; and the court
having dulv ordered that the hearing
upon said petition be had November
9ih i!*01 at 10 o’clock a. m, at the United
States District Court room, at Atlanta
Georgia, notice is hereby given to all
creditors and other persons in inOrest
to appear at the time and place named,
and show cause, if any they have why
the praver ot said bankrupt for dis
charge should not be granted.
This 20 day of October 1001.
VV c. Carter, Clerk
By John C. Priutup. Deputy Clerk.
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The Kind You Have Always Bought, and which , 1
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Experiments that trifle with and endanger the luV "!
Infants and Children—Experience against Evn„.' I Si
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contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narc tH
substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys ''V, 'I
and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and
Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constimti I
and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates ti l
Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sle.cn I
The Children’s Panacea—The Mother’s Friend.
GENUINE CASTORIA alway
The Kind You Have Always Bough
In Use For Over 30 Years.
CENTAUR COMPANY, TT MURRAY STREET, NEW YORK CITY.
Avoid the Alligator
New York Post.
He was evidently from the
country, this little old German,
and as his eyes rested on the ele
vator, undoubtedly for the first
time, his sense of the ridiculous
was touched.
For a few minutes he stood in
wonderment and then laughing
softly to himself, he stopped the
first person he chanced to see, who
happened to be the janitor, and
fired this at him: "Vat was dot
leedle box t’ing vat valks people
cop der stairs stooden still?”
"Ob, that’s the elevator,” was
the answer.
"Oh, dat’s vat idt is, is idt? I
haf a poeketbook made offender
peel uf one uf doze.” He tried a
ride, but didn’t like it. Then he
said:
"I vould told my wife nefer to go
in mit von uf doz alligators veu
der valking by hand vas goot.”
Doing the Right Thing.
The trouble begins with a tick
ling in the throat and a naggling
little cough. Soreness in the chest
follows and the patient wonders
he is going to have an all
winter cold. Probably, if he does
the wrong thing or nothing. Cer
tainly not if he uses Perry Davis’
Painkiller, the staunch old remedy
that cures a cold in twenty-four
hours. There is but one Painkill
er, Perry Davis,’
Scrofula, with its swollen glands,
running sores, inflamed eyelids,
cutaneous eruptions, yields to
Hood’s Sarsaparilla
Tax Collecto s Notice.
I will attend the places named below
on the days stated for the purpose ot
collecting Stale and Countv taxes for
the year i9ol to-wit.
vJarte-sville Get, 7,19, 31; Nov, 16, 30,
Dee, 14, 16, 17, 18. 19, 20.
Emerson Get. 8, 26; Nov, 13.
Allacoona Oct, 9, 25, Nov, 12.
Stamp Creek Oct, 10, 28; Nov. 14,
Wolf Pen Oct, 11, 29; Nov, 15.
Cassville Oct, 12; Nov, 2, 23.
Pine Log Oct, 14, 30; Noy. 19.
Salacoa Oct. 15, 31; Nov, 20.
Sixth Oct, 16; Nov, 4, 21.
Adairsville Oct, 17; Nov, 5, 25.
Kingston Oct, 18; Nov. 6, 29.
Euharlee Oct, 21 Nov, 7, Dec, 2.
Iron Hill Oct. 22; Nov,B; Dec. 4.
Taylorsville Oet, 23; Nov, 9. Dec, 6.
Stiiesboro Oct. 24; Nov, 11; Dec, 7,
White Nov, 18.
Bono’s Shop Nov, 22.
Boonsle vs Nov, 26.
Lin wood Noy, 27.
Cement Nov, 28.
Ford Dec, 3.
Hitchcocks Dec, 5.
Sugar Hill Dec, 9.
Rogers Dec, 10.
Cass Station Dec, 11.
Ladds Dec, 12.
Donthitts Dec, 13.
1 am required by the laws to make
settlements, and issue litas for all un
paid taxes on Dec 20th. t have given
tax' payers the longest tune possible.
1 copy the following from iny instruc
tions from the Comptroler General
The Legislature impowers and requires
me to cause taxes to be cllected by the
“*'tli ot Dec, next and upon failure of
any tax collector to do so it is made
111 V fluty to issue lifa’s against each and
every collector wno has failed !<> settle
his account and place fita’s in hands ol
an officer for collection. I now fore
warn you that the law relating to de
faulting collectors will be rigidly and
strictly enforced and the securities on
your bond notified if your settlements
are not promptly made. I hope tax pay
ers will give prompt attention and make
payment within the time named. The
rate is ($14.84) fourteen dollars and
eighty four cents per thousand
'1 his 16th day ot September 1901
F. V SMITH,
Tax Collector Bartow Cos. Ga.
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VIRGINIA COLLECT
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Opens SeDt. 21st, 19ul. One of the
leading Schools for Young Ladies it
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MATTIE P. HARRIS,
President, Roanoke, ' a<
TO ALL PERSONS HAVINC
FARMING, TIMBERED OR
MINERAL LANDS, OR
WATER POWERS
FOR SALE.
The Nashville, Chattanooga and St.
Louis Railway proposes to use its nesa
efforts to induce a good class of immi
grants to settle in territory eontiguo ll9
to its lines, and to engage the attention
of capitalists seeking Manufacturing
Sites or Mining Propertj 7 . It therefore
solicits the support, the co-operation
and the assistance of the people of every
county through whiefi its lines P a99 '
The management earnestly request
that all persons who have farms tor sale
or lease, those who have timberen
lands, water powers or mineral lands
tor sale, will send a brief description oi
the same to the railroad agent nearest
them, giving the prices and terms o
sale. The prices must correspond wu
the prices asked ot local buyers, .
management does not propose to aid n
selling lands to immigrantsat exorbi
tant or speculative prices.
Large tracts suitable for coloniza
at low prices, are espeaiallv wanteAgt.
J. B, Killibrrw,
Industrial and Commercial
H. F. Smith.
Traffic Manager,
Nashville, TANARUS nn.