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VOL. XV. the stcby c::> FRANCIS CLUBDE. £y STANLEY J. V7EYMAN. pjFYTfglst,t y Ou«,-H Pnhlfching Co. AH =: CHAPTBU XXIV. i nion.oat later tiio servants in tho hall , —a scream of such horror «r’fc-r' f’ " that thev the scarcely sound. recognized They n toth'cir n vo ieo in sprang feet scared and trembling, and for * fes seconds looked into one another’s faces. Ahem 83 curiosity got tho. upper boldest took tho load and all hurriV'.l nellnieil courtyard,‘where lo tho door, issuing Ferdinand in n nob into the Cludde who happened to ho near and liad also beard the cry, joined thorn. “Where fg As'tho if, Baldwii)?” I think,” ho exclaimed. the steward • back, an Escrcd He alone had had the coolness to A;™ out a lantern, cf and the ho house. now led Sure the toj toward the rear tEougli, foiimi close to the edge of tho moat, they Martin, stooping with his hands on bis knees, a great wound, half bruise, half cat, upon’Ms criedshtrply. forehead. “Whodidit, ‘‘What is it?” man?" Fer- \ oinaiul his light Baldwin had aiready thrown j on tlio fool’s face, and Martin, seeming to become conscious of their presence, looked | jttbcm, but in a dazed fashion. “What?” I to nattered, time “what nearly ia what?” in the j j By this every one house had hurried to the spot, ajnong ; thcra not only Petronllla, clinging to her fetto's arm, but Mistress Anne, her faco ptoand gloomy, and half a dozen wom afoll; who clutched ono another tightly mil screamed at regular intervals. “What is it?” Baldwin repeated rough¬ ly, laying his hand on Martin’s arm and j (lightly mat)?’ shaking him. ‘ 1 Como, who struck Iyou, 1 'd think,” tho fool answered slowly, ; gulping down something and turning a , dull eve on tho group, “a—a swallow flow j j by and hit me!” : They shrank away from him instino- j iivei.v, ami some crossed themselves. “Ho iiinoneof his mad fits,” Baldwin rout- • tered. Still tho steward showed no fear. “A swallow, man!” he erica aloud, j "Como, talk sen so. There aro no swallows • flying they at this time fly of year, night and if there give | vere dut not by nor j i kb wound* like that. What was it? Out ' with it now! Do you not see, man, ” he Hided, giving Martin an impatient shako, that tiir Anthony is waiting?” The fool nodded stupidly. “A swal lev;," ho muttered. “Aye, ’twasa svral- j tat, a great big swallow. 1—X nearly put ! ay foot on 1dm. “ lace?’ "And iio iloiv up and.hit you in tho j Baldwin said, with huge contempt j in Ms tone. Martin accepted the suggestion placidly, j .‘Ave, ’liras so, A great big swallow, and ho flew in my face,” ho repeated. 1 ; Sir Anthouv looked at him compassion- j Wv. "Poor follow!” ho said, “iv.ldwin, j tethimself • is him. He has had one of his fits and j “ "i never knew him to hurt himself," [iW'Tii! muttered darkly. j j "her somebody see to him, ” tho knight r Htv aMjdisregarding tho interruption. “And I I tome, Petronilla Why, where has ! Not goner” far. Only round to tho other side j ^ him, that she might bo a littlo nearer j s Martin. The curiosity in tho other] lumen s faces was a small thing in com . fen with the startled, earnest look in Wtigfct, gazed ut the man With eyes not but of eager, avid questioning, Arot’gli her parted lips tier bvoatii in gasps. Her check was red and j tiuie by turns, and for her heart—well, j W4 termed to stand stiii a moment, I P now was boating liko tho heart of ; Floor captured bird held in the hand I I p '“d not seem to hear her father speak ] ,, Pj-f and ! ho had to touch her sleeve, r tiie started as though she were faming from a dream and followed I ptidiy into the house. j Ft?; P" l,lci and had yet there was a light lo her > not been there five minutes FA swallow? A great big swallow? •«»Was December, when the swai at the bottom of the horse / A* She only knhw of one swallow i If *34 «t«rn ono was swallow—aye, possible in winter. though But the j ! ir!» i^watcr lic should ittchca freeze deep in in her the chase I room— r.“ ! make a summer for her. Could it W 01)e ? Could it he? Petronllla’s b ;' ntii3 S so loudly as she went oirs r-i after h er father that she won .ueaid uot hear it. A Smsp left round Martin gradually j piav-ay. P=«dcal Baldwin with him was in the bis onJy mad man fits, I I jv r thw servante > with a shudder j . ®>5K\vard glance, gladly left him to | =n ' Mistress Anno had gone in j ttv tee Only Ferdinand Cluddo j re he stood a little apart and [ ’.ore deeply engaged In listening ] sound which might betoken Die ■; j,." vp;. ; a than j n hearkening tq K^tlon. sVm Listen as he might ho '° gainsd litt!e f«wa the latter, P" made up entirely of scolding on jJ 1 ?,' 1 s tu P’d reiteration tho _ on -'“‘’’'mid, . and ever suspicious : l ,!!Ust have felt sonic interest ! p* ••i.h^t n t!r f al ! Cd V ,est0 rq H in “ , W f r ! ? r Ensvci -, he , * «*din imn “ d6 ^ j i- - U tuo el°om a few f pace, - IfeiwV. H geo 'Gus , , . shoulders, ,. ,, , but . re-j e , "'bat \V!u;t ' happened? tiff A" - ft kU?” Ferdinand pett: | IbV'I'l srisi':.” lS C 'h“lf, - T " s " 1! thertcwayd’S who flid it?” face. i • or | lw ‘y Ohfl uoflilcd tor vfcfj I expect you will find • fttr it there,” be eald grimly. • a man save Fir Anthony 1 s Nft Martin yet but he . ®‘*°d w.ien hu temper is UP ho ! -I* as mad, and better; , rn;;s fellow, ” Ferdinand | : F- shivering a little. It Kw™ 1 to shi.er and abate, hut ir luoods ’ ibe steward answered. - /V /r ^rjv 1 $ 7 /V, A / CONYERS, GA„ SATURDAY, AUGUST 31, 1895. anA i vA A .A : : Sf! or TT™\ n ” :M ; and 3 - t uneasy, turned t on n las n'. heel and wont into the homo, ejecting at the door a servant who cjiiuo to tell him that, Sir Anthony was calling tor him Bakl win Moor, left alone, stood i\ moment think iug nuU Iheu Uirnod to speak to Martin. gone and was nowhere to b-J seen. The lights in the ha’l windows twinkled chotrily, and tho great lira cast it.? glow halt way across tho courtyard, as lights and fire had twinkled and glowed at Cotojj Km" on many a night haforo. But neither is. hall nor chamber was there any answering merriment. Baldwin, coming in, cursed tho servants who were in his way, and the men moved meekly and without retort, taking his oaths for what they were—a man’s tsars. The women folk sat listening, palo and fright oned, and one or two of tho grooms, those who hhd done least in tho skirmish, had visions of a tree and a ropo and looked sickly. Tho rest scowled and blinked at the fire cr kicked up a dog if it harked in its sleep. “Hasn't Martin come in?" Baldwin growled presently, setting lii3 heavy wet hoot cn a glowing log, which hissed and sputtered tmd it. “Where is lie?” “Don’t know!” one of the men took on himself to answer. “He did not come in here.” “I wonder what ho is up to now?” Baldwin exclaimed, with gloomy irrita tiob, for which, under tho circumstances, he had ample excuso. fi 0 knew that ro sistanco was utterly hopeless and could only make mutters worso and twist the ropo more tightly about his neck, to put the thought as he framed it. Tho suspi cion, therefore, that this madman—for such in his worst fits tho fool became— tpigiit bo lumping round tho place in dark corners,' doing what deadly mischief ho could to tho attacking party, was not a pleasant ono. A gray haired man in tho warmest nook by the firo seemed to read his thoughts. “Thera is one in the house,"iio said slow¬ ly and oracularly, his eyes on Baldwin's boot, “whom no lias just as good a mind to hurt, has cur Martin, as any of them Cloptuu men Aye, thus 1ms he, Master Baldwin.” "And who is that, gaffer!” Baldwin asked contemptuously. Blit the old follow turned shy. “ Weil, it is not tiir Anthony,“ bo answered, nod ding his head and stooping forward (o caress his toasting shins. “Bayou very sura of that. Nor the young mistress, nor the young master as was, lior the new lady that came a month ago. No, nor it is not you, Master Baldwin. “• “Then who is it?” cried tho steward Impatiently, “Ho is shrewd, is Martin when the saints iiavo net got their backs to him,” said the old fellow slyly. “Who is it? ' thundered tho stowiird. well used to this rustic method of evasion, “Answer, you dolt!” Ylut no answer came, and Baldwin never got one, for at turn moment n man who lmd been watching in trout of the house “They ran nro in...... hero, ho cried. A good hundred of them, and toreuca-cnouga for St-. Anti,any’s eve. Get you to the gate, porter Sir Anthony is calling for you. Do ? ua hear?’ - • There was a great uprising, a great clat teriug of feet and harking of dogs and some wailing among tho women As tho mesfcongor finished speaking g iKirrJi chul lengc which penetrated even tlio courtyard arose from many voicces witno.it and wip feilowed by tho winding of a Iiorn. tins sufficed. Ali hurrieu \\ ith one accord into tho court, where the porter looked to Baldwin fur instructions. “Held a minute!’ cried the steward, si Voicing the loudest hound l;y a sound idea ar t .iisreg ding Sir Anthony 4 voice, . which cauifi Irani tiie uirec, mu of tae gate way. ‘ Let us see if they ore at tho back too.” He ran through the passage, and em.erg ing on tho edge of the moat was at once saluted by a dozen voices warning him back. There were a score of dark figures standing in the little close where the light’ i !a d taken place. “Right,” said Baldwin to himself. “Needs must when the old gentleman drives! Only I thought I would make sure." jio ran back at once, nearly knocking down Martin, wlio, with a companion, -, vas making, hut at a slows? pa op, for the front of the house. “Well, old comrade," cried tho steward, Eln iting the fool on the back ns he passed, “y OU are here, are you? I never thought ,, t you aa d X would bo in at our own ' } e ,,that" “j,j a nD t riotieo, in the wild humor w ],j C h lind sized him, who Martin’s com nanimt was, thougli probably at another would ' j have j„, tfritck him that there "“j n g 0 na n t ],, nlS u .suica so tall. He 0J) wlt; . scarcely a glance, and in a eminent .Ciitiiciiv wits under the "gateway, where ^otiv '.and was souudiv rating every particularly the porter, who, u C y Ui tiiedoa'r. found, or affected | thote-kof turning it a difficult o Be ““as the steward canus up, from however, him „ “oaUril 1Q bi „ a6 som« sign on their hinges, and tho knight, h js staff ‘ in Ids hand and with the lanterns, servants ] c j usfc rin , i, c iiir.d him waikcii forward a pace or two to tho end hearing himself with ’ o( t :, c bridge, some ^gnity r.f disturbs ° ’ at this hour?" be V ho ns „ rjo( j across the moat and signing Baldwin to hold up his large lantern. sin ,. 2 the others, uncertain of their recep tiou, had put out t: torches By its )ight h0 andthrsn behind hint could make out a eroupofhaff a dozen nguresn koto oJ y aT qs -away, while in support of these there appeared a bowshot off mG still in tljn open' ground a clump of, it inigut be, a i,,, n drcd men. Beyond all lay tbs dark jj ac of trees, above which tho moon, ur .v r re LUj was sailing through a watery wra- a of c jouds. " Who are yc? ! tno kuignt re QgRjcd. Cludde?” -Are you Sir Anthony came an3 wcr “j am .- Sir An “Then in tho queen’s name, gel thany,” the icatler pf ilia troop cried e . Dn iv I call on yea to surrender. X heir, a warrant for vocr arrest, and also for the arreit wiTMoor, o£ j anH 4 priest, and Bold who. I am told, is your stew ald I am backed by forces Which it will hg y;i.i tn resist '” "X run,” th, shorin' answered earnestly, " a,Hi as “ 1 '*e M>»- *ir Anthony. to avoid useless bloodshed and further oa«so for offense. Sir Thomas Grom iio, the KovortiorV.f Warwick cr.sUo, and "iio nci Bridgewater nro with mo. I implore yon, my friend, to surrender, ami 1 will do you tv lint good offices i may.' The knight, as we know, had made up his mind, nod yc-t fora second ho hcsltat There woro stern, grim faces round him, chougctl by the stress of the moment intol!io &eniblancaof ihirk facc.3 of men, who, though they numbered hut n dozen, were his men, liontul to Iron by every tie Df instinct and breeding and custom, and lie had boon a soldier and knew tho herco joy of a desperate struggle against odds. Might it not be better, after all? But then ho remembered his womcn kind, and, after all, why endanger these faithful men? He raised Ids voice and cried clearly; “X accept your good offices, Sir Pbiiip, and I take your advice. I will bavo tiio drawbridge lowered, only I beg you will keep your men well in hand and do my poor house as little damage as may he.” Giving Baldwin tho order and bidding him as soon as it was performed coino to him, the knight walked steadily back into Urn courtyard ai;d took his stand there. Ho dispatched tho women and some of the servants to lay out a meal in the hr,11, but it was noticeable that tho ihoh went reluctantly, and that r.l 1 who could find any excuse to do so lingered round Sir Anthony ns if they could not hear to aban¬ don him, as if, even at tho last moment, they had some vague notion of protecting their master at r.11 hazards. A score of lan¬ terns sited a gloomy, uncertain light— only In places rc-cnforccd by the glow from the hall windows—upon tho group. Sel¬ dom had a Coton moon peeped over the gables at a sceno stranger than that which met tho sheriff’s eyes as with his two hackers he passed under tho gateway. ■‘X surrender to you, Sir Phillip,’’ the knight said, with dignity, stepping for¬ ward. a (inco or two, "and call you to wit¬ ness that I might have made resistance and liavo not. My tenants arc quiet in their liomeg, and only my servants are present. Father Carey is not here nor in tho house. This is Baldwin Moor, my steward, but I beg for him your especial offices, since ho has done nothing save by my command. ” “Sir Anthony, believe r;o that I will do all I can,” the slieriif responded gravely, “but’ “But to set at naught tho queett’s proc¬ lamation and order!” struck- in a third voice harshly—it was Sir Thomas Gre vilic’s—“and she but a month on tho throne! For shame, .Sir Anthony! It smacks to me cf high treason. And many a man lias suffered for loss, let mo tel! you." “Had nho been longer on tho throne,” tho sheriff put in more gently, “and were the times quiet, the matter would have been cf less moment, Dir Anthony, and might not liavo become a stato matter But just now”— “Tilings nro in a perilous condition, Grcviilo raid bluntly, “and.you have done your little to malm them worse!” Tho kuiglit, by a groat rffoit, swallowed h)3 rage and humiliation. “What will you do tvit.ii mo, gentlemen?” ho asked, speaking with at least the appearance of calmness. “That is to hs seen,” Grcviilo said, roughly overriding his companion “l«\r tonight wo must 1 make ourselve3 and our mDO comfortable here.” “Certainly—with Sir Anthony’s leave, o, r r pIioiiitis Grcviilo," qnotb a voice from i J£ -l j j n cl “But only so!” More than ono started violently, while ji 3 ,, Cluddo servants almost ton man spun round at the sound of tlio voice—my voice, p'raheis Cinddc’s, tliougii in the darkness n0 one knew mo. How shall I ever forget t j i8 j 0 y and lively gratitude wiiich filled ray heart ns- 1 spoke, which turned the night into day and that fantastic scene of shadows into a festival, as I felt thot the ambition of the last, four years was about t Q p 0 gratified? Hir Anthony, who was one of the first to turn, peered among the servants. “Who spoke?” ho cried, a sud den discomposure in his voice and manner “Why spoke there?” “Aye, Sir Anthony, who did?” Grevilla sa jq iianghtiiy. “Some ono apparently whq docs not quite understand his place 0I , t j, 0 s tato of affairs here. Stand back, my men, and let mo see him. Perhaps we may teach him a useful lesson.” Tim challenge was welcome, for I feared a so ene utid to be left face to face with my onele moro than anything. Now, as tho servants with a loud nnirnuir of sur prise and recognition fell back and ilis closed me standing by Martin’s side,! turned a little from Sir Anthony and faced Grcviilo. “Not this time, i think, Sir Thomas,” 1 said, giving him back glance for glance. “I have learned my lesson from some who have fared farther and seen more than you, from men who have stood by their cause in foul weather as wei! as'fair, and were not for mass one day and a sermon the pc*t-” -Wbat la this?’* V.acrtea nngrBy. “"Who H0 you?” dutiful and lov “Sir Anthony Clndde’s j ag nephew," I answered, with a conr icons bow. “Como back, I thank heaven, j n time to do him a service, Fir Thomas.” ” Master Brands! Master Francis!’ Clapton exclaimed in remonstrance. Hs | )a d known me in old days. My uncle meanwhile gazed at me in the utmost as tul .i S hmc:it, and into the servants’faces them flashed a strange light, while many «f them hailed me iq a tone which told mo that 1 had but to give the word and they would fail on tho veiy sherifl hiiii ^jjf. •-Master Krqqcfb,' 1 ’Sir Philip Clop repeated gravely, if you would do , onr U nclo a service, this is not the way t q go about it Ho has surrendered ami is pur prisoner Brawling will not tneiid j matter, ” j j laughed out loudly and merrily. Do you know, Sir Philip, ” 1 said, with some thing of the old boyish ring m my von*, "I have been since I saw you last to Bel Siam and Germany—a ye, and ( bland ant, Hamburg? po you think X iiayepauni hack , a tool?" I *' I do know what to tunik of you, , uot be'replied dryly, “but you had best’’— head, 1 “Keep a civil tongue in your my friend,” said Grevitle, with harshness, i‘ afi d waurself cut -pfthiA bdiingsjj^—- : T havo oomo to i nr..~ with ............... show them that!" 1 continued, ami 1 drew o« a iitiio packet ul parchment with a / X'i ,3 fi f A'-'SSJ-X^'KVf 'P. trJXV- M <>.•' ‘-w-r c -. •\'D/rVr~'f 'if. 5 >» Lf *Tv f if* -V; V ; ' 'V'..'-■( ” i '•£ ' 'Mi's''*:.: \ /) / •. ‘;| ,/ •> : ■,: /if. -- T.’ '■[' i ’ U: k” ' -V V V .; i‘\ - ■ if/ v "' j / }) / /\,i \[ \ A;W? il jj *<¥ j Mil J ^j ■ yi j 1 j J )' V ^ j III | ; \* pi.) I \ fj \ J jy “Sir Anthony, r,hnw them that!” great red seal hanging from is by a green ribbon—just such a packet ns (hat,which 1 had stolen from the bishop's apparitor licar'y four years hack. “A lantern here!’ 1 I cried. “Hold it steady, Martin, that H'ir Anthony may read Master Sheriff wants his rere supper. ” I garo tiie packet into the knight’s hand, my own slinking. Aye, shaking, for was not this tho fulfUlmentof thatJtoyish vow l had made in my little rooftwn the gable yonder, so many years ago? A ful¬ fillment strange and timely, such ns nono but a lioy in his toons could liavo hoped for, nor any hut n man who had tried tho chances and mishaps of tho world could fully enjoy as X was enjoying it, I tingled with the rush through my veins of tri¬ umph and gratitude. Up to the last mo¬ ment I had feared lest anything should go wrong, lest tills crowning happiness should lie withheld from mo. Now I stood there smiling, watching Sir Anthony, as with trembling fingers ho fumbled with the paper. And there wan only ono thing, only ono person, wanting to my joy. I looked and looked again, but I could not anywhere spo Petronllla. “What is it?" Sir Anthony said foobiy, turning Hie packet over and over. “It is for tho sheriff—for tho sheriff, i3 it not?” “Ho had hotter opon it then, sir,” I an¬ swered gayly. Sir Philip Wok the packet, and after a glance at the address tore it opon. “It is an order from Sir William Cecil,” he mut¬ tered. Then ho ran Ills cyu down tho brief contents, while all save myself pricked their ears and pressed closer, and I looked swiftly from faco to faco as tlio wavering light lit up now ono and now another— old familiar faces for the most part. “Well, Sir Philip, will you stop to sup¬ per?” I cried, with a laugh, when ho had had time, as I judged, to reach tho signa tore. ■ lie grunted, looking at me. “Nice fools you have made of us, young man!'' iio passed the letter to fircvillo “Sir Anthony,” ho continued, a mixture of pleasure and chagrin in his voice, “you are free! 1 congratulate you on your luck Vour nephew has brought an amnesty for all things done up to the present time save for any life taken, in which ease tho mat ter is to bo referred to the secretary. For Innately iny dead horse is tho worst of the mischief, so fruo you aro and amnestied, though nicely Master Cecil has beloolod usl” “Wo wiil give you another horse, Sir Philip," 1 answered But tiie words were wasted on tho air They were drowned in u great shout of joy and triumph which rang from a score of Cluddo throats the moment the purport of the paper was understood—u shout which made tho old bonsu shako again and scared tho dogs so that they (led away into corners and gazed askance at us, their tails between their legs, n shout that was plainly hiard a niiio away in half a dozen homesteads where Cluddo men lay gloomy in their beds. By ibis time my uncle’s hand was in mine. With his other lie took off Ids hat "Lads,” lie cried huskily, rearing his tall form in our midst, “a cheer for the queen' God hoop her safo, and long may she reign!” This was universally regarded as the end of vvluit they still proudly call in those parts “the Coton insurrection. ’’ When silence camo again, every dog, even the oldest and wisest, had bayed himself hoarse and tied to kennel, thinking the end of tho world .was coma. My heart, a } joined roundly in, swelled high with pride, and Shct'o were tears in my eyes as well as in my uncle's But there is no tri uinph, after ali, without its drawbac k, no fruition equal to the anticipation Where was Petroniiia? I could seo her liowher • X looked from window to window, hut she was ut nono. I scanned tho knot of maids, hut, could not find her. Even tho cheering had not brought her out. It was wonderful, though, how the cheers cleared the air. Even Sir Thomas Grcviiie regained good humor and deigned to shako me by the hand and express him self pleased that the matter had ended so happily. Then the sheriff drew him ami Bridgewater away to look to their men’s arrangements’, seeing, I think, that my uncle and X would fain (to ulor.o awhile. *nd at last 1 asked with a trembling voice after Petronllla. “To ho-sure,’’Sir Anthony answered, furtively wiping his eyes, “Hind forgot- : ten her, dear lad. I wish now that she * had staid. back But tonight, tell p»» and Francis, ljow did bow | oaroe you you j manage this?” Something of what he asked 1 told took him ] hurriedly, bat then—ho sure l nd vantage of the first opening—I asked again after sir?” I P>etronU!n. said, trying “Where to conceal has my she impa- gom, j 1 tience. “I thought that Martin told me i she was hcre-indeed that Ue had seen her ; after 1 arrived. “I ft.o not sure, do you know,’ Sir An • qbseqtXy, , ***** ! tony answered, eying »no | I was wise, bqt I considered she was safer , away, Francis. Ami she can be fetched hack it, the morning I feared there might be eoina disturbance in the house, as In ^oed there well might hare Ibeen, amt , though she begg-d very bard to stay with ; me I sent her off . ‘‘This evening, sir? 1 stammered, s«d- ... f dc-nly chiiied ‘/eg; an hour ego. u But hour approach vra. ! an ago every guarded, Sir Anthony, " letted in sur^’, prise. I had tiiegrcatestdifliculty in sbp . ping through from the *“**'“* ] well as I know every held and tree, io escapejrom within even fora mam much legaa —bl fi h. W. \ i , 11 1 ■>. v U- ccc im possible '01:0 wlirTiiVve been flopped I tliiuk not, bo said, with a rmilo at. onco sage and iueluigeiu. which soeuaul to add, “ Von think yourself a clover lad but roil do not know everything yet ‘ "1 sent her out by the sir rat passage (<• • !;e ini.'lliouse, you see. ho e.\pi um i, a> >.,ot\ as i houvd Lives.hmilV s party outside I tv.nl,l have {'ivo.u them thu slip my vox’ had i please.t “The mill house?’ i answered Tho mih stood nearly a puarter nt a nnfo fro*n t*o ton i’.nd, beyond the p unions aiid in the dimotion of tho village I rnuenihcret! vaguely that 1 had heard from tlio serv ants in old days .some talk of a secret out lot leading frank--tho hiuiso lo it., but they knew no particulars, and its existence was •Hily darkly rumored among them *■ Von did not know of the passage, ! * Sti Anthony said, chuckling at my astonish UlCOt “No, 1 remember, but the girl did '/our father and his wife wont with her Hu <|u;;o agreed in t ho wisdom of sending her away, and Indeed advised it On reuching tho mill, if they found all quiet, . Uo y were to walk across to Watney s j ferto ™ t!l °y eoiihl get horses am , might, ride at their leisure to Stratford and wait the event. I thought it host for her am! Kerdluaiul agreed. " “ And my t ;cher—went with her?” 1 muttered hoarsely, feeling myself growing chill to the heart. Hardly could 1 restrain my indignation at. Bir Anthony’s tolly or my own anger and disappointment mid fear, for though my head seemed un i.re and there was i\ tumult in 1113 brain, 1 was cool enough to trace clearly my fa ; tiler’s motives and discern with what a doliberatopurposelio had acted. “Ho went with her?” j ” Ves; ho and his wife, ” tho knight an swered, nuttciug nothing in his olituso ness. “Von have been fooled, sir," 1 said bit teriy “My father yon should bavo known, and, for His wife, she is a had, uiiscrupu Ions womanl Oh, ilio madness of it. to put my cousin into their hands!” ‘‘What do you mean?'" tin. knight cried, beginning to tremhio • l our fattier H u changed mail, hid. Ho has coino hack to tho old faith, and in a dark hour too He”— “Hois a hypocrite ami a villain!” I re tortod, stung almost to luadnoss by tills wound in my tendcrest place—stung in deed beyond endurance. Why should 1 spare him, when to .spare him was to sac rifice tho innocent? Why should 1 pick my words, when my love was in danger? flo, had had no mercy and no pity Why should I shrink -from exposing him? Heaven had dealt with him patiently ami given him life and lie (ini hut abuse it i could keep silence no lunger ami told bir Anthony nil with a stinging tongue ami in gi Mug words, oven at last how my (n thor had given me a hint of the very plan , he had now and carried goading out of his coming brother down into j j to Coton some offense which might leave his estate bitterly “But I might have known timt j tlin leopard docs not chan go Ira spots and j How you, who know him years ago since, knew that ho hud plotted liim again—to against trust you j runic to trust j your daughter tu iittu—passes my fancy!" , “Ho was my brother, “ the knight uiut mured, loaning white and stricken on my shoulder “And my father—heaven help usl’ 1 rejoinud. [TO BE CONTINUE!!.] You should »)%* Upoq tha u c 3 e of >■ lA^ ... Jra fAntise P^chenors pti H it. Colic. r |• Bo#5 Q T7T- u ’’PAIlF-0 to o+e,vi 1 +c ;7i (Uf\t Morj«s K^c-pit’ yAli drugtfgfo idl it*. It) the. t John 1 j. Rln^nd, naohsis Oonycps, Qa. 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All successful speculators operate on a meS regular all system. of the is a well-known fact that there are thousands of in parts ' nite( " j states * who, by systematic trading thousand through Chicago brokers, make large from a few dtJlars for the man who iu VQ<tl s a hundred - or two hundred dollars up to *.X0 'W to *160,1100 or more by those «.h 0 fnrc rt ft few thousand eoinparatireiy j t almt t fact (bat thoee w ho mtke the largest profits from and in* • investments on this plan aro persons who live away from Chicago fbrou „ f , tirokers wlio thorough^ understand nsfmatic trading, Gur not ,i,k the whole amount iuveateil on any trade, hut rovers gWes> w , that whether tb* inavket rises or fails it brings a steady profit that ^ enormous!? in a short time. WfiiTF * FOR CONVINCING PROOFS. a!*’> our Manual on successful specu atjo)) a| tl l>lir ,, . ily Mil , Utt Report, tail or money making pointers. ALL FREE Manna! explains margin tr nlirg fully. Highest references In regard to our *> aud success tor further information address THOMAS & CO. , BANKERS AND BROKERS 241-242 £11 -A- Rialto mailO Builtlint? UUlUIing, Chicaim ViHCftgO, III XU. i i NO. 35 “i 1 m W_yi REGULATOR ----- Are you taking SIMMONS LIVKR Rbo T 7 LATOK, the “KING OF LlVKR MePX ciNlSS?” That is what our reader* wan ^ an d nothing but (hat It is the game 0 jd frioml to which the old folk# pinned . , their . faith „ ... and , were never dis appointed. But another good reoom mondation for it is, that it is better THAN Dibit?, never gripes, never weak ens, but works in such an eaay and natural way, just like nature itself, that re ]j e f comes quick and suro, and one fwJs Mw all over . It never fai i 8 . Everybody needs take ± 1 a t Uver rem^y, j »nd everyone should take only Sim nions Liver Regulator. lie sure you get it. Tho Bed K j s on tlio Wrapper. J. H. Zcilin & <Jo., I'hilutlclfilila. Austin, Tex,, Aug. '23.—Gov. Culberson tlii.s morning madi public sonic correspondence be tween himself and ShorifY Ca bell, of Ibilltis county, anont the Oorbett-Kitzsimmonsi mo figlu. The governor in his letter asked Cabell if lie intended accepting tlie attorney general's opinion holding tho prize lighting law valid. Cabell replied that if ,my writ was placed in his hands | , t ) lr cou) ,ty J attorney J lie WOllld ’ certainly serve it, and he adds fc ill • ... is issued, 111 «l C.ISC HO Wilt and tllO l'CSpullsibiUty 1 J is thrown Oil him, he will Unhesitatingly asked tho governor if, under ' . l<i\S' Would JUStiuCU , .... ill UlO JlC 1)0 us us ” i„„ l, o f CO, CM,It to ahootili.r .mooting down Cili'/MUS, OV if SUCll RUOUfSO would bu advised by bun. Ju reply to this tlio governor sp.ys that tit tho proper time, force may benecrsxary to quell the light will easily secured. He l'uther tid vises the slieriif to notify tho lighting mnnagnient at onco that they intend to suppress the fight at all hazards, act that tho manngnient can cease operations and building at Dallas. Pitcher’s Castorie* Children Cry for Dr. ileaUaehe. Wiles* Pain «/*# arc guaranteed "One cent to U<»ew. in20 minuter a
