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*• u iVi E rr i ••• W- 1 A v v b. c-v X-z&Zr —— 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 * *V. J 1 ‘'Vstl l ~ ■■ ■ V-T ■- "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, <* / CHILD OF Tire ARMY. SOLDIER Or PRANCE. / 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. 2t How Are Vonr Kidneys t Br. Hobbs' Sparajnis Pills cure nil fctrtney 111*. Sam ple free. Add steriiutr Remedy Cos., Chicago or N. Y. 1 The Kind You Have Always Bought, and which , 1 in use for over 30 years, has borne the signatn J * and has been made under ■ * •sg All Counterfeits, Imitations and “ Just-as-good” •., ■ Experiments that trifle with and endanger the luV "! Infants and Children—Experience against Evn„.' I Si What is CASTORIA 1 Castoria is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil p I goric, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant 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. \ Now! ;1 \ Fill the bottles with HIRES. / I % Drink it note. Every glass- / I \ ful contributes to good / I \ health. Purifies / I \ the blood, clears / f \ the complexion, / 1 \ makes rosy / I \ checks. Make / 1 \ it at home. / I Bgallons V / Charlw 1 23 coats. / E. Hires I Dealers, -ssf Company, I Write for g'mir Malvern, ulg offer. Pa. ■ ft? f** I j BLrf/PI ,1 ~ j j i ■', ... „ A L- J.. .. . y>’ '''■W'JJE watermans! Ideal Fountain Pel For Folks Who Write! for a Living, Bookkeepers, iJi I Stenographers, | Reporters, Yf I /A Librarian Author! yj Publisher! Those Who Write Most and Besl • Use Waterman’s Pens. J Sold by ] HULL & ■ GREENE VIRGINIA COLLECT For YOUNC LADIES, Roanoke, Va, Opens SeDt. 21st, 19ul. One of the leading Schools for Young Ladies it the south. New buildings, pianos and equipment. Campus ten acres. Grand mountain scenery in Vallep of famed for health European and Amer lean teachers. Full course. Consent atory advantages in Art, Music and El ocution. Students from thirty States, For catologue address 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.