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ML .XV.
If STORY CF
FR&KCiS CLUDDE ’
jj STANLEY J. WEYHAJT.
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toThfliwnof England. Francis
rahiwi-p' ft LidhisCousiniVtronilla with »"8 undo, hir Sir
Minn/ 6afWinchester, (Blighter, pays ‘’ard.ner a visit to b.sh_ bn
|Lv, Shr Frauds, «nd belnjf who a Catholic is at heart w d.s- a
CEUPTElt II.—Gardi
aft8(l> Francis who his father is, that
Wisatraitor and informer, and offers
llE1 il(e the yonnS man’s fortune it he
jjjfltr, his service as a spy. i rancis
«hffir time to reply and runs away,
windin'* to curve out his own fortune.
H-IIch overtaken by Clarence, an
rtMfU.irtVmer, against whom he in¬
ly the tnoh by tel I ins them the man
bw sang leader, and escapes on
L flW ,’ s hoi se and w i tit bis d is patches
r—Francis goes to an inn at 8t. Al
■ Ditto and showing the di-patches is
be a queen’s courier, da¬
ilies arrives, ami he escapes with the
jdofa waiting maid. V. and VI .—He
Ds London and renders aid to two in
pea. He and the women escape
j»t, »f> attacked, and Francis is stun
j] yil_ They are re-cued and put
I board a vessel bound for Holland,
beofthe women proves to be the Ouch
sof Suffolk, wh> has married a man
End Bertie. The other is a Bertie kinswo- is
unnamed Anne Brandon.
.tear! loo. Being P otestants, they
w fleeing from England. Francis
‘ ■ item his name is Carey. VIII —
ierttcend the river Rhine friend in a named boot
11 reach the house of a
iiii-t-oui. IX., X and XI.—C ar e y
twn Dy hi ph nu, Lands from *8 daughter
fctiie violence of a soldier and kills
man. They decile to bury the
bird, but Carey lover, sees a ghost. them Van
K, Dymplma’s discovered, warns they il°e.
bttbey [li,-They are and
reach Emm'“ich bv boat.
^Dutchman's Ills Carey, Bertie parly -tad the go two to Sauton, women
Kfor VVosel on horseback. XIII.—
feyare birds, delayed by Clarence, lloods, and the
led by come up
intern. Carey disperses them. The
bsbeing flooded, they turn toward
bn. Bertie by mistake kills one of
(town guard. XIV.—They reach
linn, but are besieged in the gare
Be by the townsfolk, furious at the
n of a citizen. Lin lstrom appears
(grins de release for the parry’, provi¬
man who struck the fatal blow
[given Oatey up. surrenders. To save Bertie, XV and who XV is t
p,
fcistried and condemned to death
life being le 1 to the scaff old he is
Honed by the Duke of Oleyes, who
btnnely arrives, and Carey’s real
Bis found out. XVII. and XVUi.
Hne be Brandon is found to bo in
with Clarence. She escapes to
P- Bertie is offered servico in tue
to of the king of Roland, to whose
[»try the three go. After two years
Ns ami Bertie return to England
knkdun. They attend a meeting
Nlteetionists, Wg them and finding Clarence
denoun eliitn.
CHAPTER SX.
rood glaring at her.
iMwerc a blind bat, or you would
a found it put for yourself,” she coti
*** scornfully. k "A babe would have
ds knowing did.” as much of your fa¬
Jon
ho know himself?” I muttered
W;, looking anywhere but at her
J. /oshock £ did net had doubt left moduli her word, and rather con
Mr °d with her that 1 had not found
prior “8 myself. But tho possibility of
my father hi that wido world
rmch I had plunged to escape from
ted SWTlcdge of his existence had neve?
to me. Had I thought of it, it
seemed too unlikely, and
-i 1 might haye seen in Gardiner a
*Hn us,and so have identified him,
Fitness of the chancellor’s transac-
5™ certain things about Clarence
j ver seemed, oy would have seemed
. til keii
, tho point into considera
[?-variance te! with my ideas of mj fa¬
prevented ma getting upon the
t C' know sbesai(i that you arc his son, do
Ht-we - '“No; hedoes not."
pot told him?”
L sl *e answered, with a slight
Otteod. I comprehended that even
‘“eagerness with which, being fa
n > wc had sought cno another’s
lj jj" H s ? tl>0 » flays the Rhine had
r"Meadful on
fww that sho had'concealed
Pen did hiip. '
too. you learn it?!’ I asked,
know his fight name before J peer
to.” *' ans ' v Pred. "Yours I learned
ij,-, e h y°P at San Looking
,j , 0I ? bere fl the ton."
ia f .;,. blP wh strange horror,
inns Lwiwetood ’ i c) l she had betraved.
had it. So it was that know!
driven her from ps! “What
to., n<wf ” she said. "You will
y *°p must him! He
save is your
lisii'c *• destroyed ^ shuddered him; that at tho thought his
. nac «dlnm! Save I, son,
. him! The por
-Prang out in beads on my fore
CPU ' ! I uot save him. I should
- ,
•teL” h'cBUs gnu loathed by
Tthe” gt P ^' . bIC 1 ,DUt ^ d wiU
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t it?” she cried. B-foro I
' seized my arm and drag'
aislp
-- ? cold
wvrcfcd a iiiisty window and. full
™.. *cioks shoo
; athwart the pffiars.
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CONYERS, GA., SATURDAY, AUGUST 3, 1895.
r I swear,” x nhia:
Sbo dpbpped her hand. Her form seemed
to shrink and grow less. Making a sign
to me to go, she fell on her knees tho
step and drew her hood over her face. I
walked away on tiptoe down tho aisle;
but-, glancing back from tho door of tho
church, I saw the small, solitary figure
still kneeling in prayer. The sunshine
had died away. The dusty window was
colorless. Only the red lamp glowed dully
above her head. X seemed to seo what the
end would he. Thou I pushed aside tho
curtain and slipped out into the keen air.
It was hers to pray., It was mine to act.
I lost no time, but cn my return I could
not find Master Bertie either in tho public
room or In the inn yard, so I sought him
iir his bedroom, where I found him placid¬
ly reading a book, his patient waiting in
striking contrast with the feverish anxiety
which had taken hold of me. "What is
it, lad?” ho said, closing tho volumo and
laying it down on my entrance, “You
look disturbed.”
"I liavo seen Mistress Anne,” I an¬
swered. Ho whistled softly, staring at
me without a word. ‘‘She knows all,” I
continued.
“How much is all?” he asked after a
pause.
“Our names—all our names—Penrud
docko’s, Kingston’s, tho others—our meet¬
ing place, and that wo hold Clarence a
prisoner. Slio was that old woman whom
wo saw at tho Gatehouse tavern last
night. ”
lie nodded, appearing neither greatly
surprised nor greatly alarmed. "Does she
intend to use her knowledge?” he said. "I
supposo she does.”
"Unless wo let him go safo and unhurt
beforo sunset.”
"They will never consent to it,” ho an¬
swered, shaking his head.
“Then they will hang!” I cried.
Ho looked hard at mo a moment, dis¬
cerning something strango in tho bitter¬
ness of my last words. “ComB, lad,” bo
said, “you liavo not told mo all. What
elso have you learned?”
“How can I tell you?” I cried wildly,
waving him off and going to tho lattice
that my face might bo hidden from him.
"Heaven has cursed me!” I added, my
voice breaking.
Ho came and laid his hand on my shoul¬
der. “Heaven curses tro ono,” he said.
“Most of cur curses wo make for our¬
selves. What is it, lad?”
I covered my faco with my hands.
—ho is my father,” I muttered. “Do you
understand? Do you seo what I have done?
He is my father!”
“Hal" Master Bertie uttered that one
exclamation in iutenso astonishment.
Then he said no more. But tho pressure
of his hand told me that he understood;
that ha felt with me; that he would help
me. And that silent comprehension, that
silent assurance, gavo tho sweetest com¬
fort. “Ho must he allowed to go, then ■
for this tinio,” ho resumed gravely, after
a pause, in which I had hnu time to re¬
cover myself, “We will seo to It. But
there will be difficulties. You must bo
strong and brave. The truth must be
told. It is the only way."
I saw that it was, though I shrank ex¬
ceedingly from the ordeal before me.
Master Bertie advised, when I grew moro
cuhn, that we should bo the first at tho
rendezvous, lest by some chanco Penrud
clocke’s orders should ho anticipated, and
accordingly, soon after 8 o’clock, we
mounted and 6et furth. 1 remarked that
my companion looked very carefully to his
arms, and taking tho hint I followed his
example. anxious
It was a silent, melancholy,
rido. However successful we might bo in
rescuing my father—alas, that I should
havo today and always to call that man
father!—1 could not escape the future be¬
fore me. I had felt shame whilo ho was
but a name to me. How could I endure to
live, with his infamy always beforo my
eyes? Petronilla, of whom I had been
thinking so much since X returned to Eng¬
land, whose knot of velvet had never left
my breast nor her gentlo faco my heart—
how could I go hack to her now? 1 had
thought my father dead and his name and
fame old tales. But the years of foreign
life which yesterday had seemed a sufli
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cicnt barrier . between lus past and mj so ,,
—of what use were they now, or the for
eign service I had fondly regarded as a
kind of purification? reverie
Master Bertie broke in oil my
much as if hR he had nau followed loiioweo its us course. course.
“Understand one thing, lad/ he said, lay
Ing his hand on the withers of my hnr.-o.
“Yours must not bo the band to punish
your father. But. after today you will owe
him no dutv You will part from him to
day, and be will be a stranger to you. He
deserted Toff you when you were a child, and
H PiVC reverence f o any one it is to
felt yeur onele and not to him. Ho has him
severed the ties between you.”
“Yes ” I said. ‘Twill go abroad. I
will go back to Wilna.”
“If ill comas of our enterprise, as } fear
ill wiil come, we will both go back, if we
can,” he answered. "If good by any
chance should come of it, then vou shall
be my brother our family shall’he ronr
“ounger TC f t jf aSu o‘’ado w® you
^S“sTr bra her’s portion ] ’’
bin, as I desired, for
Ja^Tb^ine'l“s^rivinvtTv^1n ^riemdwforwarfin the courtyard, , tho
v ea r the urincipul door of thc inn stood
pioht ^ihe or ripe horses th^ cavlv cacarisoneu an'I
chargc of foreign looking
P rt ’ sli; 3 !l jrrg rronr cane rjn.TTit' rrr,qt
turned as we rode in and looked at us
copiously, hut not with any impertinence.
Apparently they were waiting for tiio rest
of their party, who were inside the house.
Civilly disposed ;-.s they seemed, the fact
that they were armed and wore rich liv¬
eries of black and gold caused me, and I
think both of us, a momentary alarm.
"Who are they?" Master Bertie asked in
a low voice as he rode to tho opposite door
and dismounted with ids hack to them.
"They are Spaniards, I fancy,” I said,
scanning them over tho shoulders of any
horse ns I, too, got off. "Old friends, so
to speak.”
‘‘They seem wonderfully subdued for
them, ” he answered, “and on their best
behavior. If half tho tales wo hoard this
morning bo true, they aro not wont to
carry themselves like this.”
Yet they certainly wero Spanish, for I
overheard them speaking to one another
in that language, and beforo wo had well
dismounted their leader—whom they re¬
ceived with great respect, ono of them
jumping down to hold his stirrup—canto
out with thico or four more and got to
horse again. Turning his rein to lead tho
way out through tho north gate, lie passed
near us, and as ho settled himself in his
saddle took a good look at us. Tito look
passed harmlessly over mo, hut reaching
Master Bertio became concentrated. Tho
rider started and smiled faintly. He
scented to pause. Then ho raised his
plumed cap and bowed low, covered him¬
self again and redo on. His train all fol¬
lowed his cxamplo and saluted us as they
passed. Master Bertie’s face, which had
flushed a fiery red under tho other's gaze,
grew pale, again. lie looked at me, when
they had got'.o hy, with startled eyes.
"Do you know who that was?” ho said,
speaking like one who bad received a blow
and did not yet know how much ho was
Perk
"No,” I said.
“It was the Count do Foria, tho Span
ish embassador,” bo answered. “And bo
recognized mo. I met him often years ago.
I knew him again as soon a? ho camo out,
but I did not think ho would hy any
chance recognize me in this dress.”
“Aro you sure,” 1 asked in amazement,
‘‘that it was he?”
‘‘Quito sure,” ho answered.
"But why did ho n it have you arrested
or at least detained? T he warrants aro still
out against you.”
Master Bertie shook ids head. "I can¬
not tell, ” he said darkly. "Ho is a Span¬
iard. . But come, we have the less time to
lose. We must join our friends and take
their advice. Wo sootn tu he surrounded
by pitfalls.”
At this moment tho lamo hostler came
Op, and grumbling at us as if lie had
never seen us in his life before, and never
wished to seo us again, took our horses.
We went into the kitchen, and taking the
first chance of slipping up stairs to No. 15
wo wore admitted with tho same precau¬
tions as before, and descending the shaft
gained the cellar.
Hero we were not, as wo had looked to
be, tho first on the scene. I suppose a
sense of the, insecurity of our meeting
place had led every one to come early, so
as to be gono early. Penruddoeko Indeed
was not hero yet, but Kingston and half a
score of others were sitting about convers¬
ing in low tones. It was plain that the
distrust and suspicion which wo had re¬
marked on the previous ffay had not been
allayed by the discovery of Clarence’s
treachery.
Indeed it was clear
despondency had today become a panic.
Men glared at one another and at the door
and talked in whispers and started at tho
slightest sound. I glanced round. Tho
one 1 sought for with eager yet shrinking
eyes was not to bo seen. I turned to Mas¬
ter Bertio, my faco mutely calling on him
to ask the question. “Where is the pris¬
oner?” he said sharply. Then
A moment I hung in suspense,
one of the pten said: “Ho is in there. He
is safe enough!” Ho pointed as ho spoke
to a door which seemed to lead to an inner
cellar.
tag. “I have two pieces of bad news for
you nevertheless. Firstly, I havo just been
recognized by the Spanish embassador,
whom I met in tho courtyard above.”
Half tho men rose to their feet, '’■What
is he doing here?” they cried, one boldly,
V' 1
, ,
jpe I cannot
north read."
They gazed at one another and wo at
them. Tho wolfish look which tear brings
into some faces grew stronger in theirs.
"What is your other had nows?” said
Kingston, with an oath.
“A person outside, a friend of the pris¬
oner, has a list of pup names and knows
meeting place and our plans. Sho
tlircatens to use the knowledge unless the
man Clarence or Cxewdson be set free.”
There was a which loud murmur, Kingston pi wath alone and
dismay amid 5 .re
served bis' flomposuro. *‘We might havo
been prepared for that,” he said quiotly.
.. Tt nwcntlnn of snrli folk ' But
‘
o' r ”' ’
how'did you oome come to t-o hear hear of ! t
My be
hear! the terms. Xhe man must set
froo by sunseu.
“And what warranty have we that be
will not go str.u ht s?,th Ins plans aud his
list v o the council,
Master Bertio could not answer that,
neither could I. We had no surety, and
if wo set him free could take none save
his word. His wqr;U Gauld even I ask
then, to accept that? To stake tho life of
the meanest of them on It?
I saw tho difficulties of thc position, and
when Master Kingston pronounced
that this was a wasfe o* time, and that
the fifily wise course was to dispose of the
principal witness, both in the interests of
justice and our own safety, and then shift
ourselves before the storm looke, 4 ae
knowledged Jq nty heart the wisdom of
.go esters, H would
“’The risk is about the nm cither
war, ’ ’ Master Bertie said, objected,
“.Not at all," Kingston a spar
bLuntwartcV'him" Tonlgl^St'was i?U
turn, and the (lark, lowerin* tanksol these
round him showed that numbers were
with him. “This fellow can hang us all.
His accomplice who escapes cap know
V dTiC! «rr-trr'cu-rri rv-.-t--—^ ,
no. Let us east lots who shall do it, get
it done quickly and ho gone.”
“Wo must wait at least/’ Bertio urged,
“until Sir Thomas comes. ”
“No!” retorted Kingston, with heat.
“We aro all equal here. Besides the man
was condemned yesterday with the full
assent oi all. It only remains to carry out
the sentence. Surely this gentleman,” he
continued, turning suddenly upon me,
“who was so ready to accuse him yester
day, docs not wish him spared today.”
“i do wish it,” I said in a low tono.
“Ho! ho!” ho cried, folding his arms
and throwing back his head, astonished at
the success of his own question. “Tlien
may wo ask for your reasons, sir? Last
night you couid not lay your tongue t>o
words too bad for him. Tonight you wish
to spare him and let him go.”
“I do,” I said. I felt that overy cyo was
upon mo and that, Master Bertie except
ed, not one there would feel sympathy
with me In mv humiliation. They were
driven to tho wall. They had no time for
iino feeling, for sympathy, for apprecia
tion of tho tragic, unless it touched them
selves. What ehauco had I with them,
though I was a sou pleading for a father?
ISa.v, what argument had I savo that I
was his son, and that I had brought him
to tills.' No argument. Only the appeal
to them that they would not make me a
parricide! And I felt that at this they
would mock.
And so, In view of those stern, curious
faces, a new temptation seized me—tho
temptation to Ho silent. Why should I
not stand by and lot things tako their
courso? Wiiy should I not spare myself
the shame which I already saw would ho
fruitless? Win# Master Kingston with a
cynical how, said, “Your reasons, sir,” I
stood mute and trembling. If I kept si
leitce, if I refused to givo my reasons, if
I did not acknowledge tho prisoner, but
merely begged his life, ho would die, and
the connection between us would bo
known to one or two. I should he
freed from him and might go my own
way. Tho sins of Ferdinand Cluddo wore
well nigh forgotten, Why take to myself
tho sins of Ciarenco, which would other¬
wise never stain my name, would never
ho associated with my father or myself?
Why, indeed? It was a great and soro
temptation as I stood them beforo all
tlioso eyes. He had deserved death. I had
given.him up in perfect innoconce. Had 1
any right to call on them to risk their
lives that I might go harmless in con¬
science, and ho in person? Had I—
What! Was there, after all, some taint
in my blood? Was I going to become liko
him—to tako to myself a shame of my own
earning in the effort to escape front the
burden of his ill fame? 1 remembered in
time the oath I had sworn, and when
Kingston repeated hisquestion I answered
him quickly. "I did not know yesterday
who he was,” I said. “I have discovered
since that ho is my father. 1 ask nothing
on his account. Wero ho only my father 1
would not plead for him. I plead for my¬
self,” I murmured. "If you show uo pity,
you make mo a pnrrlcido."
I had done them wrong. There was
something in my voice, I suppose, as 1
said the words which cost me so much,
which wrought with almost all of them in
a degree. They gazed at me with awed,
wondering faces and murmured, “His fa¬
ther!” in low tones. They wero recalling
tho scene of last night, the moment when
I had denounced him, tho curse ho had
hurled at me, the half told story of which
that had seemed the climax. I had
wronged them. They did seo the tragedy
of it. «
“l r os; they pitied me, but they showed
plainly that they would still do what per¬
haps I should have done in their place—
justice. "Ho knows too much!” said one.
“Qur lives aro as good as his, ” muttered
another, tho first to becomo thoroughly
himself again. "Why should we all die
for him?” Tho wolfish glaro came back
fast to their eyes. They handled their
weapons impatiently. They were longing
to he away. At this moment, when 1 saw
I had indeed made my confession in vain,
AIi\ster Bertie struck in. "What,” ho
of him. i£ and, faster escorting Carey and him I to take ins charge agen
without, be answera.de ror‘both of them,’
“Yon would bo only putting your necks
Into the noose!” said Kingston.
We will risk tha-. replied my friend,
promise yon that if he refuse to r<>
“I" •’«
through with my own hand. Will not
that satisfy yon?”
“No," Master Kingston retorted; “it
will not! A bird in the hand is worth
two in the bush!”
“But the woman outside?” said one
timidly.
We must . run that ...... risk, quoth lie. „
*‘ Cprqe, In an the ^ cur lot must two wo be shall drawn, be in lor hiding. this
gentleman 1st him stand aside.’
1 leaned against tho wall, daze, and
horror stricken. Now that i had identi
fled myself with him I felt a great long
ing L> save him. I scarcely noticed
group drawing pieces of paper at tho ea
t) , (! My every thought was taken up with
low door over there \ and the wretched
man , ing n thc darkneS s behind
“■ ” l must ho thc horror ’ the 77 black '
despair, the bate and defiance of . bis mind
^ Jay thenjj trapped aC te st like any
beast of °‘, nrev? prL -' It was > S boj-rible' ' horrible!
uorrime,
I covered my face and could not restrain
the cry of unutterable d,stress which ro^
to my bps. They looked round, two or
three of them, front the table. But the
impression my appeal bad made upon
ouly th< ; m s.,rugged 1 1)ml fade f their T va shouldersand. ^ a !* endy ’ a ' K turned ! * hCj ,
again to their task. Master Bertie alone
stood apar,, Ws avms foided, his faco grave
‘• ark - Me, too had abandoned bopK
There seemed no hope, when vaddenly
there came a knocking ihe door. The
Based at thoir nojghbora It was a knock
«»* 'J !ore h *** »»P*T*1*? than thc
G of Sir relief Thon.as lie ” ,s ho in sug^sfld. a hum and with bnngs a sigh
news. I kno* |u* fcwock.
(
Mon-
| himself " '.isrer opened Hertio the anticipated door the man and
and admitted thci
j knocker. Penruddoeko it was. lie oaimi
in, still drumming ^ on the door with his
^* s *’ his ( -'. vtJS sparkling, his ruddy checks
syh.nv. He crossed the threshold with a
swagger, and looking at us all hurst into
a strange peal oi laughter, ‘\oick.-d Gone
co tiarth! ho shouted, waving his hand as
1C he had a "’hip in it. ‘'Gone to earth—
K 0I1G forever! Did you tliink it was the
*°rds of tho council, my lads?”
Ho had lc ffc tho dow wide open behind
him, and wo now saw in the doorway the
too faring man who usually guarded tho
room above. “What docs this mean, Sir
Thomas?” Kingston said sternly. He
thought, I fancy, as many of us did, that
^ho knight was drunk. “Have you given
that man permission to leave his post?”
op °st? There ore no more posts,” cried
Sir Thomas, with a strango jollity. Ho
certainly was drunk, but perhaps not with
liquor. Lxcept good fat posts, ” he con
tinned, smacking Master Bertie on the
shoulder, “for loyal men who have done
tho state servico and risked their lives in
evil times! J’osts? I shall get so drunk
1°“/ win aoc flow me ’“w'" tip. P ° n Ijlulgu “°
lou sceln tn liavo Reno far that way
already, ” my friend said coldly.
“So will you when you hear tho nows! ’
Penruddoeko replied, inore soberly. "Lads,
the is
Jl ! 11,0 V 1 ' 11 ?* ' 1 r ‘ ,0In / lls statement was
lccl v< r^ silence, a silence dictated by
no feeling , for the woman going before her
Maker-how should we who were
against her feel for her, we who were for
tho most part homeless and proscribed
through her?—but tho silence of men in
doubt, in doubt whether this might mean
all that from Sir Thomas’aspect it seemed
to mean.
‘‘She cannot livo a week!” Ponruddocko
continued. ‘‘Tho doctors liavo given up
hope, and at the palace, all is in confusion.
tSho has named tho Princess Elizabeth her
successor, and even now Cecil is drawing
up file proclamations. To show that the
gamo is really up tho Count do Korin, tho
.Spanish embassador, has gone this very
(lay to Hatfield to pay his respects to tho
coming queen.”
Then indeed tho vaulted roof did ring—
ring and ring again with shouts of "the
coming queen!” Mon over whom tho
wings of death had seemed a minute ago
to bo hovering, darkening nil things to
them, looked up and saw tho sun. "Tho
coming ‘‘You queen!” they cried.
need fear nothing!” continued
Penruddoeko wildly. "No one will daro
to execute tho warrants. Tho bishops aro
.shaking In their miters. Polo is said to
bo dying. Ilonncr is moro likely to hang
himself than burn others. Up and out
and play the man! Away to your counties
and get ready your tar barrels! Now wo
will givo them a taste of theCujus llegiul
Ho, drawer, there! A cup ol ale!”
He turned, and shouting a scrap of a
song swaggered hack into tho shaft and
began to ascer.d. They all trooped after
him, talking and laughing, a reckless,
good natnred crew, looking to a man as if
they had never known fear or Bullishness
—as if distrust were a thing impossible to
them. Master Kingston alone, whom his
lossos had soured and who still brooded
over his revenge, went off moodily.
I was for stopping (me of thorn, hut
Master Bertie directed my eyes by a ges¬
ture of his hand to the door at the far end
of tho cellar, and I saw that the key was
in the lock- Ho wrung my hand hard.
“Tell him all,” ho muttered. "X will
wait above.’ 1
[to be continued.}
When Baby was sick, we gavo her Castoria.
When she was a Child, sho cried for Cast oria.
When sho became Miss, she clung to Castorta.
When, she had Children, sho gave them Castorta
THOSE BALL GAMES.
The Lawrehe-ville Ball learn pliyed
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Thursday agautst, a team made up of
Hip l>eat members of tlip O,
feated in both game 3 . J lie Conyers
team cha 1 longed our home boys aud
when they accepted they expected to
play , against that club, and not with a
picked nine from the several towns
along tho Georgia railroad. It is gen
eraliy ,, understood , , that , , the , Lonyer? peo
!e > j( j t ;, e hired pitcher who tossed
tbo sphere for hem W- per daj for the
games. 1 he relative strength ol
t j, e two teams is still an unknown quan
t i tv.—La \v re nee v i lie News.
The “green-eyed monster” lias
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News since our boys made mon¬
keys of llie Lawrencevillo ball
club. Tho Conyers boys had on¬
ly ono player who doesn’t belong
to the chib, and who hasn’t
played with the team regularly
duriug the season. This player
was tho pitcher, who, tho News
informs us was paid $25 a day
to “toss the sphere,” which is
news, indeed, to tho Conyers
boy#. Whilo speaking of Con¬
yers having a picked team tho
News evidently doesn't remem¬
ber the adage about ‘‘people
who livo in glass houses, etc,”
and forgets that the Lawrence
ville club bad players from At¬
lanta, Kirkwood and Lithonia.
Tbo relative strength of the
two teams is no longer an un
know quantity here, and we tire
surprised to learn that the Law¬
rencevillo people haven’t yet
learned that the Conyers club
defeated their baseballists.
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