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By Harold M&cGrath V
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By Harold Mr.cGrtth.
‘‘Yea. Whan the people roue Ul
arms. It la well. War ia the toreh of
liberty In the hands of the people.
Oh. 1 envy the people, who are so
strong, yet know It not. If I were a
man. i would teach the people that a
king has no divine right, save when It
is conferred upon him by them.”
“Gretcheu. I'm afraid that you’re a
bit of a socialist."
“And who Is not who has any love
for humanity?”
“A beautiful woman who Is a social
ist. Gretchen. Is a menace to the king.
Sometimes he fears her. At large she
Is dangerous. He seeks her, and If he
finds her he takes away her lll>erty.”
All this was said with a definite pur
pose. It was to let Gretchen knftw
that I knew her secret. “Gretchen.
you are an embryo socialist, a chrysa
lis, as it were.”
“No, herr." sadly. “I am a butterfly
whose wlugs have been clipped.” I
had not exjrected this admission.
“Never mind.” said 1. “Gretchen, I
do not want you to call me herr; call
me .lack.”
“Jack!” she said. It became an un
common name now.
“Whatever your true name may be,
1 shall never call you anything but
Gretchen."
“Ah. Jackl” She laughed, and the
lurking echoes clasped the music of
that laughter In their wanton arms
and hurried It across the river.
“Sing to me," said 1
Then Imagine my surprise—I, who
had heard nothing but German fall
from her lips—when in a heavenly con
tralto she sang a chanson from “La
Fille de Madame Angot.” an opera for
gotten these ten years!
"Kile est tellement innocentei”
She had risen, and she stood there
before me with a halo of moonshine
about her head. The hot blood rushed
to my ears. Barmaid, socialist or
whatever she might be, site was lov- |
able. In a moment 1 was kissing her
hand, tin* hand so small, so white and
yet so firm. A thousand inartlcuate
words came to my lips, from my heart!
Did the hand tremble? I thought so.
But swiftly she drew it from my clasp, |
ail the joy and gladness gone from her
face and eyes.
“No, no!” she cried. “This must not
be! It must not lie!”
“But I” 1 began eagerly.
“You must not say it; I command j
you! If you speak. Gretchen will be '
Crotch, a•> m : <■. Yes. the king seeks
Gretchen, but will you drive her away |
from her only haven?” with a choking !
.sound.
“Gretchen. trust me. Shall 1 go to
morrow? Klin 11 I leave you in peace?” |
Somehow 1 believed myself to be In j
danger. “Speak!”
There was an interval of stillness,
broken only by the beating of hearts, i
Then:
"Stay. But speak no word of love.
It is not for such fts 1. Stay and be my
friend, for 1 need one. Cannot a wom
an look with favor upon a man but he
must needs become her lover? 1 shall
trust you as I have trusted other men,
and. though you fail me in the end, as
others have done, still 1 shall trust
you. Herr. I conspire against the king.
For what? The possession of my heart.
All my life 1 have stood alone—so
alone!”
“1 will be your friend, Gretchen. I
will speak no word of love. Will that
suffice?”
“It is all I ask, dear friend. And
now will you leave me?”
“Leave yon!” I cried. “1 thought
you bade me stay.”
“Ah," putting out her hand, "you
men do not understand! Sometimes a
woman wishes to be alone when—when
she feels that she —she cannot hold
back her tears!”
Gravely 1 bent over her hand and
kissed it. It seemed to me, as 1 let the
hand fall, that 1 had never kissed a
woman on the lips. 1 turned and went
slowly down the path. Once 1 looked
back. 1 saw something white lying at
the foot of the tree. Heaven knows
what a struggle it was, but I went on.
1 wanted to take her in my arms and
tell her that 1 loved her. When 1
reached the inn. I turned again, but 1
saw nothing. I sat in my room a long
time that night, smoking my pipe till
the candle gasped feebly" and died in
the stick and the room was swallowed
In darkness.
1 did not know, 1 was not sure, but
I thought that, so long as l might not
love Phyllis, It would not be a very
hard task to love her lmagg, which was
Gretchen. You see, Phyllis was so
very far away, and Gretchen was so
near!
CHAPTER X.
On the next afternoon I was sitting
on the porch, with a glass of wine,
when Gretchen came out of the Inn.
Just then, raising my eyes. 1 saw a
group of horsemen approaching. 1 dis
cerned them to be cavalrymen, petty
officers. They were mounted on spir
ited horses.
“Gretchen.” said l, “they are caval
rymen. They do not wear the Hoben
phalian uniform. So perhaps it would
be just as well for you to go to your
room and remain there till ‘they are
gone. Ah,” said 1, elevating the glasses
again, “they wear his majesty’s colors.
You had best retire.”
"1 refuse. They may be thirsty.”.
“I’ll see to that.” I laughed.
“But”— she began.
“Oh. Gretchen wishes to see new
faces.” said I. with chagrin.
“If It pleases you, sir.” mischievous
ly.
“What If they are looking for—for”—
“That Is the very reason why 1 wish
to see them.”
“You are determined?"
“I am.”
“Very well.” said I. “You had best
eat an onion.”
“And for what purpose?"
“Asa preventive to offensive tao
tics,” looking slyly at her. Her laugh
rang out mockingly.
“Do you not know that aside from
dueling the German lives only for his
barmaid, his beer and bis knoblauch?
Nevertheless, since you wish It. 1 will
eat one—for your sake.”
“For my sake?" 1 cried In dismay.
“Heaven forfend!"
“Does herr”—
“Jack,” said I.
“Does Herr Jack think," her eyes
narrowing till naught but a line of
“English,” I answered discourteously.
their beautiful blue green could be
seen, "that, one of those would dare
take a liberty with me?”
“1 hope lie will not. I should have
the unpleasant duty of punching Iris
head,” If I could not kiss Gretcheu,
nobody else should.”
“You are very strong.”
“Yes. And there are some things
which add threefold to a man's
strength.”
"Such as”— She looked at me dar
ingly
“Yes. such as"— Her eyes fell be
fore my glance. A delicate veil of rose
covered her f/ice for a moment. 1
wondered if sire knew that it was only
because I clinched my fists till the
nails cut that I did not do the very
thing l feared the stragglers coming
down the road might do. “Come,**
said I peremptorily. “There is no need
of your welcoming them here!"
So we entered the Inn. and she began
furbishing up the utensils, just to
tease me more than anything else.
Outside there was a clatter of hoofs,
the chink of the spur. Intermingled
with a few oaths, and then two repre
sentatives of the king came in noisily.
They gazed admiringly at Gretchen as
she poured out their beer. t?ie saw
the rage in my eyes. She was aggravat
ing with her promiscuous smiles. The
elder oulcer noticed my bulldog pipe.
“English?" he inquired indifferently.
The German cannot diassociate an
Englishman and a brier wood bulldog
pipe.
“English,” 1 answered discourteous
ly. It mattered nothing to me whether
he took me for an Englishman or a
Zulu. Either answered the purpose.
He wore an eyeglass through which
he surveyed me rather contemptu
ously.
“What is your name, fraule'.n?” he
asked, turning to Gretchen.
“Gretchen.” swcotly.
“And what is the toll for a kiss?”
“Nothing,” said Gretchen. looking at
me. The lieutenant started for her.
but she waved him off/ "Nothing, Herr
Lieutenant, because they are not for
sale.”
1 moved closer to the bar. “Out for
a constitutional?” 1 asked, blowing the
ash from the live coal in my pipe.
“We are on his majesty’s business,"
with an Intouation which implied that
the same was none of mine. "Gret
cheu, we shall return tonight, so you
may lay two plates at a separate ta
ble," with an eye on me. He couldn’t
have hated me any more than I bated
him. “Then there is no way of getting
a kiss?”
“No,” said Gretchen.
“Then I’ll blow you one,” and Gret
chen made a pretty courtesy.
1 nearly bit the amber stem off my
pipe. They were soon gone, and I was
glad of It.
"Herr Jack la angry,” said Gretchen.
“Not at all.” I growled. "What right
have I to be angry?*'
“Does Herr Jack wish Gretchen al
ways to be sad?”
"Certainly .not, but sometimes your
joy is irritating. You are sad all day;
then some strangers come, and you are
all smiles. Your smiles do not come in
my direction as often as I should like.”
"Well, then, look at me,” said Gret
chen.
The smile would have dazzled an an
chorite. let alone a man who didn’t
know whether he loved her for cer
tain. but who was willing to give odds
that he did.
"Gretchen!” 1 cried, starting toward
But. with a low laugh, she disap-
I peared behind the door. Gretchen was
s woman. As u man must have his to
bacco. so must a woman have tier co
quetry It was rather unfair of Gret
! elien after what I had promised. It
I was Ilk*- getting one in a cage and then
| offering sweetmeats at a safe distance.
I It now became a question of analysis.
So I went to the river and sat down in
| the grass. A gentle wind was stirring
j the leaves, and the sunbeams, filtering
through the bougha. fell upon the
ground In golden snowflakes. What
I was Gretcheu to me that 1 should grow
j Jealous of her smiles? The night be-
I fore 1 could have sworn that 1 loved
her; now I was not so sure. A week
ago all the sunshine in the world bad
come from I’by I lls' face; now a shadow
had come between. Ob. I knew the
symptoms! They were not new to me.
They had visited me some five years
back and had clung to me with the te
nacity of u creditor to a man with ex
pectations. When a uian arrives at
that point wiiere he wants the society
of one woman all to himself, the mat
ter Assumes serious proportions. And
a uian likes to fall In love with one wo
man and continue to love her all his
days. It is more romantic. It unnoys
him to face the fact that he Is about to
fall In love with iinotlier. In my case
I felt that there was some extenuation,
Gretchen looked like Phyllis. When I
saw Gretchen in the garden and then
went to my room and gazed u(>o!i the
likeness of Phyllis. 1 was much like
the bachelor Heine tells about— 1 dod
dered.
The red squirrel In the branches
above me looked wise. He was won
dering how long before the green burs
would parch and give him their brown
chestnuts. I was Contemplating a
metaphysical bur. 1 wanted to re
main true to Phyllis, though there
wasn’t any sense In my doing so. Had
Gretchen resembled any one but Phyl
lis I never should have been in such
a predicament. I should have gone
away the day after my arrival. Here
I was going Into my second week. My
assistant in London was probably wor
rying. having heard nothing from uie
during that time. As matters stood
It was evident that I could not be true
either to Phyllis or Gretchen since I
did not know positively which I loved.
I knew that I loved one. So much was
gained. 1 warned to throw up a coiu.
heads for Phyllis, tails for Gretchen.
but I couldn't bring myself to gamble
on the matter.
A steamer came along then, putting
Importantly, sending a wash almost at
my feet. I followed it with my eye
till it became lost around the bend.
Over there was Austria and beyond
the orient, anew world to me.
“If I could see them together!” 1
mused aloud.
The squirrel cocked bis head to oue
side as if to ask, “Austria and Tur
key ?”
“No,” said 1, looking around for an
other stick. “Phyllis and Gretchen. If
1 could see them together, you know,
1 could tell positively then which 1
love. As it is. I'm in doubt. Do you
understand ?”
The squirrel ran out to the end of
the limb and sat down. It was an act
of deliberation.
“Well, why don’t you answer?”
I was startled to my feet by the
laughter which followed my question.
A few yards behind me stood Gret
chen.
“Can’t you find a better confidant?”
she asked.
"Yes, but she will not be my confi
dant.’’ said 1. I wondered how much
She had heard of the oue sided dia
logue. “Will you answer the question
1 just put to that squirrel of yours?”
“And what was the question ?” with
Innocence not feigned.
“Perhaps it was, Why should Gret
chen not revoke the promise to which
she holds me?”
“You should know, herr,” said
Gretclieu gently.
“But 1 do not. I only know that a
man is human and that a beautiful wo
man was made to be loved.” Every
thing seemed solved now that Gret
chen stood at my side. But she turned
as if to go.
“Gretchen,” I called. “Do not go.
Forgive me. If only you understood!”
“Perhaps I do understand,” she re
plied with a gentleness new to me.
“Do you remember why I asked you
to stay?”
“Yes; I was to be your friend.”
“This time it is for me to ask wheth
er I go or stay.”
"Stay, Gretchen!” But I was a hypo
crite when 1 said it.
“I knew that you would say that,”
simply.
“Gretchen, sit down and I’ll tell you
the story of my life, as they say on the
stage.” I knocked the dead ash from
my pipe and stuffed the bowl with
fresh weed, i lit it and blew a cloud
of smoke into the air. “Do you see
that, Gretchen?"
“Y'es, herr,” sitting down, the space
yard between us.
“It Is pretty, very, but see how the
wind carries It about! As it leaves my
throat It looks like a tangible sub
stance. Reach for It, and it is gone.
That cloud of smoke is my history.”
“It disappears,” said Gretchen.
“And so shall I at Hie appointed
time. That cloud of smoke was a for
tune. I reached for It. and there was
nothing but the air in my hand. It
was a woman’s love. For live years I
watched It curl and waver. In It I
saw many castles, and the castles were
fair indeed. I strove to grasp this
love; smoke, smoke. Smoke is nothing
given a color. Thus it is with our
dreams. If only we might not wake!”
Gretchen s eyes were following the
course of the languid river.
“Once there was a woman I thought
1 loved, but she would have none of
it. She said that the love I gave her
was not complete because she did not
return it. She brought forth the sub
[to be continued.]
QUESTIONS ANSWERED
ANGOII.V GO VT IS A VERY PROF
LIABLE PRODUCT IN
THIS STATIC.
GRASS IN NORTH GEORGIA
Agricultural Department Replies tc
* - .
an Inquiry From the Northwest.
Market For Hogs and Cattle.
The following qnestion was asked ol
the Department a few days ago: Does il
pay to keep Angora goats in Georgia?
Mr. J. O. Dalzell of Union county an
swered this question very completely in
a talk with a Yeporter of the Atlanta
Constitution. He expresses the opinion
that “the Augora goat industry, which
is already assuming immense proj>or
tions in the United States, oould bs
made to make the poor whites of oui
southern mountains the most independ
ent and prosperous rural community in
the land.
“The Angora goat is highly profitable
—much more profitable than sheep, even
under the most favorable conditions.
There is a strong and constantly grow
ing market for the hides and hair, and
the meat is equal to mutton. The skim
of Angora kids are in great demand by
manufacturers of the finest leatkei
goods, it costs absolutely nothing to
raise the Angora in our Georgia moun
tains. Even with the gronnd covered
with snow for weeks at a time, these
goats will rustle enough twigs and bark
to keep them hearty, if not fat, and or
dinarily they will roll in flesh on whal
a cow or sheep would reject. They eal
any kind of weed or shrub, and require
only such shelter as nature furnishes.
The Augora breeder need have no feat
of wolves and 'sheep killing dogs.’ Just
let such varmints tackle his goatship.
He will do the rest. Angora goats propa
gate fast and are readily domesticated,
makiug'great pets.
“Of course, while the industry is in
its infancy in the east, breeding stock is
high ami hard to get. Hundreds of
level-headed capitalists are figuring oul
prospective fortunes in Augora goats,
and the humble farmer, with a small
start, can as safely count on handsome
returns. The largest herd I know of in
this mountain region is that owned, by
Colonel Oonually, a wealthy citizen of
Asheville, N. C., whose ranch is neat
Mt. Mitchel, on the north fork of the
Swanuanoa river. He made some im
portations direct from Spain, at high
figures, and is an enthusiast, spending
his summers among his flock. While
the high strains are very expensive, very
fair stock can be purchased in the south
west fit from $1.50 to $2.00 a head,which
can be bred u;>.
“I have gone into the business on a
modest scale and feel sure of my ground.
To anyone who is interested, I would
suggest that they write to the agricul
tural department at Washington, or get
their congressman to procure for them
the very complete pamphlet ou Augora
culture printed by the government.”
What Mr. Dalzell says is confirmed
by the yearbook of the United States
Department of Agriculture for 1898,
which contains an illustrated article en
titled “Keeping Goats For Profit.” We
do not wish to be understood as advising
every farmer to keep goats. But there
are opportunities for the mountaineers
of North Georgia to enter into a business
far more profitable and lgss hazardous
than the illicit distilling of whisky.—
State Agricultural Department.
Growing Grass In North Georgia.
Question'. —Propounded by a gentle
man living in one of our northwestern
states who is thinking of moving tc
Georgia.
1. What kind of grass grows on th
mountains of northern Georgia?
2. Will they produce blue grass?
3. How much are they worth per acre!
4. How many cattle will 100 acres
support?
5. How long will they have to be fed
in winter?
6. Could we get river bottom land t,c
raise grain on, and at how much an
acre?
7. What are fat steers worth a pound,
live weight?
Answers to the above questions:
1. On the mountains and in the val
leys of North Georgia are several native
grasses, such as sage, Bermuda, orchard,
crab and auother grass, which grows in
buuches or tufts, the name of which ii
unknown to us.
2. Blue grass does well over a greal
part of the mountain sectioii of Georgia
3. Lands of this part of the state art
worth from $4.00 to $6.00 an acre; som<
of the best improved lands from SIO.OC
to $20.00.
4. The number of cattle that 100 acres
can support will depend upon the pas
turage. Some of the lauds yield from
3,000 to 6,000 pounds of hay to the acre
others from 8,000 to iO.OOO pounds. Yot
may judge from that.
5. The cattle require feeding from
four to five months during the winter,
usually five months.
6. Good river bottom land can be ob
tained at prices ranging from $6 to s2i
an acre, according to locality and de
wee of improvement. Some of the besl
Auds sell as high as SSO an acre.
7. Fat steers are worth from 3 to i
cents a pound, live weight. The pnc
depends upon the age and condition ol
the animal.—State Agricultural Depart
ment.
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