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Market Ferriby Grammar
boasted of a trench professor—one
John Henry, English by compulsion,
French by birth and training. Every
body could see that by his manner,
liis dress, his tall, furry French hat,
liis silver buckled French shoes, lie
was a diminutive, courtier-like gen
tleman. rather shabby on bis pittance
of a hundred pounds a year, hut none We
the less proud of his ancestry.
believed him to be of royal blood,
let we did not show respect, even for
Jals attainments. Indeed, with his in¬
significant stature and liis absent
mindedness, he was something of a
butt for raw jokes. I remember so
well the winter (for it led me to her
who has become the light of my
_ ... -
life) when he strayed thoughtlessly
into the midst of a snow-ball fight be
tween classes on the school green.
Both sides joined in the attack, and
the old professor was well-nigh
conscious when I rescued him, set
him in a hansom, and took him to
his home.
A tiny cottage, on a corner near the _
outskirts of town, where the river
drive, swept into our littie park—how
often I remembered it in after days.
There Adelaide anx-*or father spent
their quiet, happy Fre. Tlie hooks; professor
tras absorbed in his the
daughter moved quietly around the
house, or attended her flowers.
it was when I called a few ingots
I hiter to inquire as to Mr. Henry s
condition. 1 lie Christmas holidays
; were on. I had ample leisure. And
! what a team love 'more and leisure Market make,
I For two years «olH
j Ferriby was heaven. I think I
did myself credit in certain studies,
! although the professor told me bland
: ]y that 1 was so well posted in certain
others that he would not find it nec¬
essary to examine me, which explana¬
tion my parents swallowed
hesitation. If I failed in any I
confess my greater interest at the lit¬
tle cottage. studying I spent a good many
hours a pair of eyes aiul
pretty face and the kind of voice
that makes you think.'”
I graduated with two precious
i sessions; a heart and a diploma.
* KISSED HER PASSIONATELY BEFORE THEM ALL.”
think I far out-valued the heart, for
there never was another like it, and
none ever will he. But at my pater¬
nal home, Charter’s Court, there was
blood on the face of the moon, and a
leather strap awaiting the- youthful
scion. So 1 devi ited and spent a bliss
'fuT'mon'.h in France, pending a reclue
tio of the tempest. For I had told
them of my engagement to Adelaide,
and my desire to marry her immedi¬
ately and bring her home. “It will
blow over,” I said to myself, Adelaide, laugh¬ and
ing at love letters from
writing her n stream of tender told re¬
plies. Then I got mad. For she
me her father, old Henry, had thrown
a fit when she spoke of her contem¬
plated co-operative - : athm. I
chased hack to Ferrih.v and
dropped in at the house about tea
time I ate a form I supper. Old
Henry’s manner chilled me to my
spurs, and I could think of nothing
but army an' gossip, for I had graduated
into organization of prospective
army officers.
Then I broke loose and told him
what I wanted, while Adelaide dis¬
creetly withdrew, lie was a stone
post to my entreaty, my demand, my
storm. So as I bad put pride beneath
my heel, and could not give her
up. I offered him a home, an annuity,
an indefinite leave of absence, with
pay and expenses—any old plan that
would give a fair exchange for his
Borrow. He shook his head. He
even swore at me In French. And
then he called her in and made her
dismiss me, though she did it in
tea rs.
From India to Africa, from Ice to
equator, I moved aliout through Eng¬
lish Army Stations. We were on a
tour of England’s outposts—one of the
first school trips of Hie young officer.
I attained new grades and donned
new uniforms. I added stars and
bars, cords and fringe. I had be¬
come a real soldier. I even got into
some scrimmages with the blacks in
Egypt—a gang of robbers who inhab¬
ited an abandoned city. And after
five years knocking about, I returned
to England. But iny heart was still
at the little cottage, and thither 1
Went on the first train. It was empty.
Adelaide’s chickens inhabited the
known iu Barrataria and attracted
some attention, relative l represented of the royal uiyseit j.'
as a distant tarn
iiy on an important mission, and
after bribing me guard, was permit
ted to send in my card. I’resenuj
the guard returnee, and bowing low.
entreated me to follow him. 1
passed through the marble kalis of
the dimly-lighted palace, and was ushered into a
urawing-rovnn. And in
a
next doaryard. and gave their tribute |
to another. The vines had come up
and run to seed twice since she
picked their blossoms. Neighbors
said the professor and his daughter
left suddenly. Some one heard him
exclaim to some one else—‘T go back
to my kingly rights. I am a rnou
arch." That was all. Something
clutched at my throat. I was hardly
-hteen. l>o you wouder 1 cried a lit¬
tle?
I wont to Paris and studied the
groat newspapers for months past.
One morning 1 found in a year old
American New York Herald, refer¬
ence to the little kingdom of Barrat
aria, an island in the northern seas
, The writer told of great fetes in the
,• nttl e town of a thousand souls over
the return of its king, driven out dnr
j tlR a revolution some vears before I
Then mv heart went sick v'dclaide for there as' i
was a picture of little
the king’s daughter, wearing i quaint
'luce headdress with guid ornaments
j around kindled. the I packed ears. The old grip love re- 1
my and de¬
parted for Barrataria on the night
train.
Barrataria Consisted of a city of
some four thousand souls, on a two
j huudred-acre .............. w island, ............... tile reached by long,
heavy bridges from mainland. It
j w with as an residences elevated plain, built up solid
and warehouses. Us
| pq 0 p] e were well-to-do. Many of
them dried shiploads of herring and
gol ej storing their packages of fra
i j grant, loosely fish under open. sheds. 0 r in
built frame barns. Others
j operated ing ing their their big steamship lines, spend
duvs days at at lm«inA«si business non and tiini, their
resting hours in Barrataria. Others
were blers. gentlemen of leisure and gam¬
by They came from several near¬
provinces. And presently they
with were intermarrying and rearing -sons
more money than brains. It is
no wonder that the voters—the native
born were turbulent. When 1 ar¬
rived a new party had been organ¬
ized; some kind of an anti, or may he
a liberal. Anyhow tlie little town was
broken up into cliques, and they were
at one another’s throats. Opposite the
City Hall, Government troops sat on
hands my darling, smiling holding out twin 1
and her greeting.
her to my heart. I covered her
dear face with kisses. And when we
were quieted. I told her liow l had
found her and why l had come. She
that it was no use—that it
made her lot harder to hear. She
been ordered by the king to wed
loathed "the gambler, though
him. “oil, Gregory,” sue
"if we could only he hack hi
the little cottage in Ferriby.”
Ah: the biiter sweet of those days— _
the hunger lor my sweetheart, the in¬
frequent glimpses of her dear face,
the haunting fear of Trastamara’s
schemes. I or two weeks l remained
the hotel, while the revolution
smouldered, and I racked my brains
for a method of resetting Adelaide.
lllen U1 Y Plan formed, 1 sat still and
awaited the crucial moment,
11 Nvas 1,10 01 the annual
Gran<t Ball. With a somewhat
(ioubtf " 1 heart,, X entered the palace, in
sword. 11111 - uu Before l t ’ orui , "'1111 minutes short Scotch I
many was
summoned by Adelaide’s Chamber
lain to meet ber in the dancing-hall,
and thither I went for a brief dance
with my beloved. Near by her, guard¬
ing her jealously, stood Trastamara, a
a dark-browed desperado. 1 had
learned—though he he knew it not—that
had several hundred trusty follow¬
ers, iu tlie palace and out, ready to
rush to his call, lie hail planned to
carry out his scheme that night. I
knew all this, and I, alone and almost
empty-handed, was there to balk him.
After our dance, I nnd an opportu¬
nity to draw Adelaide into the Con¬
servatory. I abjured her to go with
me back to England—to leave the
place with all its bickerings and plot¬
tings, and he my bonuie English wife.
“But father,” she faltered; “they
would tear him to pieces if they found
mo gone. And yet, Gregory dear, I
believe he would go if he had a
chance, lie is so feeble, so sick of it
all. If you could talk with him.’
and Suddenly dark Adelaide’s fright. eyes grew big
with My hack was
to the door, and 1 had one hand on
her waist, smoothing her dear hair
With the other. 1 turned and my
heart chilled. There, be¬
knapsacks and laughed about the pos¬
sible end. They were a brave, rol¬
licking, fitful merchants class—these young stu¬
dents and of tlie town.
They could form forgot instant attachment!}. Hence
But they could as easily.
their present bitterness.
It took a passport and an Inter¬
national secret budge and password
to get in at all. Then, weary to
death after a three-day rail and boat
voyage, I went to bed in tlie only
hotel.
Toward morning I was awakened
by gun firing. I arose and dressed
immediately. There was skirmishing
to t-lie soutii. where the Island ran off*
in a long neck of land. Then I heard
marching in the street near by,
and the rumble of cannon. It was
none of my business, really; but Ade¬
laide or no Adelaide, a British Army
Officer cannot rest supinely in the
midst of civil war, even though it be
merely opera bouffe. So I went
among them, as a citizen, discreetly
leaving my uniform in my portman¬
teau. not yet
In the dark—for it was
morning—I mixed with the crowd and
caught the drift of the revolution.
They were tired of old John Henry
now gracefully styled Enrique XVII.
For a time his return to Barrataria
was the occasion of festivities and
brilliant ceremonials. Now they
wanted a young man. There was
Trastamara, Adelaide’s distant cousin.
He was of royal blood and
full of fire. Why not make him king?
And I found by questioning that
Trastamara, the gambler and sport de¬ of
the island, was laying wires along
vious paths to accomplish just that
end, forcing the abdication of John
Henry nml—liow it floored me—tak¬
ing Adelaide as his queen. I ground
my teeth. Sooner than see that sweet
arigel Trastamara’s the villain wife _ I would blood wet and
my sword m s
carry off the prize myself. if
I saw that action was necessary
T were to accomplish anything, and
tlie next day. early in the afternoon,
attired in full uniform, made my way
to the palace. It was surrounded by
the King's guards, with instructions
to admit only the annotated. My
highland garb, with kilt and sporran,
tartan and feather bonnet, was un-
COCIIT NOTES.
Strange Mystery of the Haunt,
ec * Boom Revealed to Lord Glamls.
Lord Glands, son of the Idarl nml
Countess of Strathmore, came of age
September and the secret of tiie
■■Haunted Hoorn” was communicated
to him by ids father. This has been
an invariable in practice on such occa¬
sions from time immemorial. What
secret the •■Haunted liouiu" contains is
supposed to lie passed on lo every
heir as he attains his majority. Thus
its precise nature is in the possession
of never more than two persons at the
same time. Conjecture and traditions
y, however, that in the long ago,
w hen the Lindsays and Ogilvies were
at feud a number of the latter elan
were imprisoned and died in that par¬
tieular chamber. That tile room has
some uncanny peculiarities appears to
he beyond a doubt, for the late Lord
Strathmore had it walled up after vis
iiing tile apartment one night to de¬
termine the origin of certain weird
noises which, it is said, had for a long
time disturbed and puzzled him. ‘ The
Earl opened the door with a key,”
wrote a correspondent to a Hr. I/'O,
“and dropped back in a dead swoon
into the arms of his companions; nor
could he ever be Induced to open Ills
lips on the subject afterward.” The
experiences of a lady visitor at the cas¬
tle are quoted in the book, “Haunted
tween tlie groat leaves of a palm,
grinning hatefully, was Trastamara.
He disappeared.
The next moment there was a hub
hub in the hall. “The King!” I heard
them cry. “The King!” “Gome with
me quick,” said Adelaide, in an ex
excited whisper. “It is our only
chance!” And taking mo by tlie arm,
she drew me into the ball-room and
up on to the stage. The crowd ap¬
proached us on tiptoe with excitment,
for Trastamara had undoubtedly
spread the news. In the front came
the king, with brilliant robes and jew¬
elled crown. How old and feeble he
looked. How worn and tired. But
he had lost none of bis proud anger
of old days. Raising Ills mace be
called aloud: “That man is an inter¬
loper. lie lias designs on tlie body of
the king! Put him out! Banish him!
Away with him!”
I turned to Adelaide. She stood
there tremulous, her eyes shining like
stars, an adorable creation. On sud¬
den impulse l threw one arm about
her and kissed her passionately be¬
fore them all. Then, facing the
crowd:—“The princess is my affianced
wife.’” I cried. “Let him who dares,
put foot on this platform!”
I drew my sword just in time.
Brave as a lion. Trastamara leaped
upon the platform and came at me
snarling. He held a short knife in
his right hand, and circled for an
opening. “Dog!” I cried. Letting out
with my sword I fetched him a
mighty stroke across the temple, and
he rolled hack into the crowd. There
was now a babel in the hall. Tlie
possibility of defense was at mi end,
for I beard orders outside and knew
that soldiers were approaching. A
door stood open behind us. 1 took
Adelaide by the shoulders and pushed
her through it. “To the south gate,”
I whispered in her ears. “For your
life, darling!”
Down the stairs we ran lightly.
Behind swept the king, the courtiers,
and the crowd of gay dancers. Dhl
John Ilenry had thrown aside his
long robes and his crown, and was
sprinting after me in excellent style.
At the bottom of a long High of stone
steps, we opened a massive door, and
found ourselves at the great southern
gate of the palace. A two-horse car¬
riage stood outside. “It is my own!”
cried Adelaid. “It has been waiting
since noon. We are saved!”
Tlie door of the palace closed with
a secret spring, hut not soon enough
to keep back old John Henry. lie
slipped through, looking very odd in
his short tunic and Imre head— shorn
of his kingly habiliments. But it
slammed in the face of the crowd,
and we three were alone.
Adelaide leaped into the carriage.
With a smothered oath John Henry
jumped after her. He had no thought
Tint to capture his daughter. The sol¬
diers could take care of me. But
this was exactly what I wanted. I
slipped in beside Adelaide, closed the
door, called to 1he driver to make
across the southern bridge at top
speed, and we were off without a sin¬
gle pursuer,
A moment later (he king came at
me with knotted, blood-thirsty fingers.
He was in u fearful rage. I met him
ha If-wav with my list beneath Ills
chin. He doubled up like a jack¬
knife and knew no more untill we were
on the mainland, in a fast train for
Paris, reeling off the miles between
Hell and Heaven.
Henry took il unkindly, but in time
he been me grateful t» me for saving
liis life. For it was really planned
that night to make way with him and
to turn Adelaide ov r to Trastamara.
Adelaide’s eliiekonn have come
back, singing; the vin-s cur! up with
delight; and the flowers bloom them¬
selves to death, ail for the lady in the
little cottage. Old Henry is in his
heaven—tlie library: Adelaide Is in
hers, tiie nursery. I arn busy and
contented. nimcmcu. T i have fought the good
fl ht; j j, aTC won my queen,
Preservative For Slone.
The Hungarian chemist, Brun, says
he has discovered a liquid chemical
compound which renders certain kinds
of matter proof against the effects of
time, He says it. doubles the density
of nearly every kind of stone and ren
dors It water proof.
MRS. ARTHUR PAGET.
Homes and Family Legends.” "Sud¬
denly,” so the story runs, “a cold blast
stole into the lady's room, extinguish¬
ing the light by her bedside. She saw
a tall, mailed figure pass Into the
dressing-room. Immediately there¬
after there was a shriek from her child
in an adjoining room. Her maternal
instinct was aroused. She rushed into
the dressing-room and found the
child In an agony of fear. Tt, described
what it had seen ns “a giant,” who
came and leaned over Its faee.”
The operation Mrs Arthur l’aget un¬
derwent recently at the hands of Sir
Alfred Fripp was a very delicate and
wonderful one, though thoroughly suc¬
cessful. More than a year ago Mrs.
Paget fell down an elevator shaft and
fractured her thigh. The bone failed
(o mend and in spite of an operation
and a special course of treatment un¬
der Prof. Jlaffu. the great Berlin spe
ist, Sir Alfred Fripp took a photograph
of the injured bones b.v means of the
Roentgen rays, which showed that the
fracture was as had as over. It was
necessary to make an incision so that
the fractured bones could lie readied.
These were screwed together with
ivory, and it is confidently believed
that in a few months’ time they will
knit and become strong enough to bear
the weight of the body. In spite of
the agony 'extending over endured, thirteen
months which Mrs. I ''get lias
she is able to drive out every day recently in an
open carriage. Mrs. Paget
visited the new ward at Gliarlng-Cross
Hospital, built from the proceeds of a
great charity bazaar she organized,
and called the Minnie Paget ward. It
contained many fracture eases ,niul
Mrs. Paget cheered the sufferers great¬
ly by her hopeful conversation, which
was appreciated even more than the
gifts of fruit and flowers she bore
to each patient.
Of Abdnl-Hnmid's two predecessors,
the one was assassinated, tlie other
went mad and was deposed. These
two tragical events have made the
Sultan immensely suspicious. Always
keeping watch against conspirators, and he
regards as liis most faithful useful
servitors the men who spend their
time In discovering liis and enemies, prevent¬ in
finding out their plans, these in The
ing the execution of plans.
best, rewarded will be he who *has
fjvo.n information. his Majesty tlie most oxliamstive
As everybody wants to obtain such
reward, all keep busy collecting
information. Constantinople is a
perfect paradise for tile secret police.
In all classes of Ottoman society you
encounter the secret agent; and the
very highest dignitaries gladly fur¬
nish the Sultan with confidential in¬
formation.
Van Oalava.
Encourage mail to young Writer s.
To young and ambitious writers, who
become discouraged at the non-accnpl
ance and non-appearance in print of
their accepted articles it will lie inter¬
esting to know what Edward Clarence
Stedman writes in a current magazine,
that Mr. Fields of the Atlantic Monthly
once advised him That he had lots of
stuff, which had been in an unpub¬
lished state for five years. Stedman
adds that one of his famous “South
Sea Idyls” remained in tin ir office for
seven years before it found its way
into print.
Tlie Crecti Prevailed.
A green little boy in a green Ilttlo way
A green little apple devoured one day.
And the green little grasses now ten¬
derly wave
O’er the green little apple boy’s green
little grave.
The oldest tombstone in New York is
in Trinity Churchyard. It Is inscribed,
"Richard Clemdle, 1681 ." The remain¬
der of the inscription has been worn
at ay from the stone by wind and rain.
" he great rock of Gibraltar is crum¬
bing and the rotting masses of the
ro k must, be continually bound to
ge her with huge patches of masonry
and cement.
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