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THE LACE KERCHIEF.
(Copyright, 1901, by S. Levitt Teat?.)
Affairs were going badly at court, I
was seized with a fit of the blues, and
for once, leaving Jompon, my ape, be
hind made my way from the Louvre,
across the river, to a little inn called
the Chapeau Rouge, where the wine
was old and the cookery excellent. I
ordered a wing of capon and a flask of
burgundy to be brought to me in the
summer house in the garden, and when
I had supped I leaned back in my
seat, inhaling the fragrance of the
roses, and for a space went back in
dreamland to my home in the Quercy.
A slight noise—a restrained cough—
arrested my attention, and through the
space between the leaves of my shel
ter I caught a glimpse of a face at
a gable window of the inn. directly
overlooking me, a face that peered out
for a second and was gone. So thick
however, was my cover that I was to
tally concealed—an unsought for but
fortunate circumstance.
But, although the face was imme
diately withdrawn, I had recognized it
at once. The man in the room above
me was Chantonnay, the Spanish Am
bassador to France.
In a moment my megrims vanished.
I felt that there was something here
worth prying into, and that perhaps
the poor gentleman of the Quercy, the
King's jester, and the grandee of Spain
might have another rubber to play
against each other—we had played one
once before.
I determined to wait. Fortunately I
had paid my score, and was at liberty
to stay all night where I was if I list
ed. Fortunately also, there was an
execution that evening at the place
Maubert, which had drawn all the pop
ulation of the students’ quarter to the
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other end of the city, and but for my
gentleman upstairs, and myself below,
there were, as I thought, no other
guests in the Chapeau Rouge.
About an hour passed, and it became
dusk. Then, to my surprise, three fig
ures appeared at the door of the inn;
one was the innkeeper, the other was
Chantonnay, and the third was a lady,
closely veiled. Her features were not
distinguishable; but under her cloak
there seemed to be a tall and grace
ful figure, and the foot and ankle —X
am a judge in these matters —left n
doubt to my mind that the lady was
young, and probably handsome.
Monsieur put something in mine
host's hand, who bowed to the ground,
and, giving his arm to his fair compan
ion. they botji left the inn together.
*‘Ho! ho!" I laughed under my
breath. "At his age. too! St. Siege!
But he has a pretty taste."
And half-laughing, half-disgusted
with myself for having wasted my
time. I emerged from my lair and ex
changing some light words of badinage
with the innkeeper. I also left the Cha
peau Rouge and hastened homeward.
I took the road by the barrier, out
side the moat of St. Germain, but it
wa* not until I reached St. Peter's
chapel that I saw my turtle doves once
more. They were pressing on toward
the river; but no longer arm in arm.
At the quay the pair stopped and ex
changed some earnest words together,
tihe Spaniard once laying his hand on
the lady’s shoulder, as if to emphasize
what he was saying. Finally Chanton
nay sounded a low whistle, and after
a moment’s delay two other figures,
emerging from the darkness, joined my
pair. Chantonnay appeared to givt
them some orders, and then, bowing to
the lady, he turned sharply round and
began to walk back in my direction. At
the time I was standing in the shadow
of some piles of wood. I slipped round
these as he came near and let Chanton
nay pass, which he did at a round
pace—though once he stopped, and,
striking the palm of his hands together,
laugher a low, oackling laugh to him
self.
"Every man his own way of woo
ing.” I muttered, and when he had dis
appeared continued my route. The lady
had gone straight on toward the river
with the two men who had joined her
when Ohanttonnay left, and my way
lay in the same direction. As I pass
ed the spot w-here the couple parted
something w'hite lying on the roadway
< aught my eye. I picked it up, and
found tt was a delicate lace kerchief.
I handled It for a moment. In one cor
ner there appeared to be a monogram,
or crest, but it was too dark to see:
so, thrusting It Into my vest pocket. I
pursued my way*
My apartments were in the wing of
the palace overlooking the Rue St.
Thomas du Louvre. As I approached
them, I saw that the door was half
open, and that the room witliln was In
light. Someone within, too, struck a
chord, on my lute —It was Lorgnac—
Lorgnac come back. I knew, and a mo
ment after we had elapsed hands 1n
warm greeting.
"You are well?" I asked, looking into
liis eyes.
"As ever." he smiled back at me.
Making Lorgnac be seated, I pulled
nut some wine and bade him give me
the news of the war.
in the excitement of the moment and
our meeting, 1 had no opportunity to
speak abou* my adventure of th *. even
ing but at last some allusion was
made to Chantonnay, and I told him
the story. As 1 finished, 1 puiled the
kerchief from my vest pocket, and
threw tt on the table. "Here," I said,
"Is the toy I picked up—and now to
look ai the crest itnd the monogram.
It should tell us who she is."
I stretched out my hand, but Lorg
nac was before tne "No! no! This is
not your way or mine, de Besme. Why
should we pry Into s woirmnV seeiets "•
"You forget 1 tun La Foulne the fer
ret and the secret Is < 'hiintom.ny'* an
*<■ll ms hers."
He hesitated for a moment, uml then,
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insisting on his point. "Even s ai Let
it be, old friend.”
"As you will, Sir Amadis of Gaul!” I
replied, a little petulantly, putting the
kerchief aside, adding, “but I will make
my Spaniard dance to-night at the
masque. You are, of course, coming?"
"No. I leave Paris at dawn for Mar
ienbourg.”
“Where Oonde. they say, lies 111?"
"111, yes—but not with the fever you
think. It is another kind of fever. I
was taken that way once, but that is
over—thank God! And, de Besme.”
Here he rose from his seat and began
to pace the room, as he continued,
"Nothing would satisfy the prince hut
that I should ride to Paris—see her—
our Queen—and ride back and tell him
I had done so. 1 was not to exchange
a word. On my faith as a gentleman!
I bore no message."
"And you have seen her—the Queen
of Scotland?"
"Yes! But she saw me, too; it was
on the ladies' terrace that we mot.”
"Alone?"
“No! One of her tirewomen was with
her—and the short of it is that I—ass
and fool—have promised to bear a let
ter to the prince.”
My blood ran cold.
“You!” I burst out. "You!" And
then I rose. too. and in bitter jest
handed him my cap and bells.
"Take that! My baton, and the ape,
too, if you will! Ass and fool you
called yourself, and I agree. Take my
office! You are better fitted for it than
I."
"Be still!” he said hoarsely. "I could
not say no. She is a woman and a
Queen.”
“And Blaise de Lorgnac, seigneur of
Lorgnac of Tully, and Malezieux,
Knight of the King's Order, is a man
of honor."
I put my hand on his shoulder, and
he stood glowering at me. I felt his
frame shiver, and then he mumbled
as if speaking to himself. "I have
given my word. This once and no
more!” My hand dropped to my side.
"And this letter—you have it?”
"Not yet! I receive it in an hour,
and time presses—au revoir!” He
wrung my hand, and was gone.
For a moment I listened to his de
parting footsteps, and then bolting the
door carefully, came back to my seat.
Taking up the kerchief. I put it before
me and began to reflect.
"Enfln!” I exclaimed, speaking my
thoughts aloud. “Why not look at that
kerchief? There are a thousand chances
to one that it belongs to someone you
never knew or heard of. In which
case there will be no harm done. On
the other hand, if it does belong to
someone you know, it might give a
clue to a somewhat mysterious affair.
It seems to me that stilted notions
of honor have no place here, and you
will be an idiot as well as a fool to
miss your chance.”
With this I held up the pretty lace
thing, and it fell in a light, loose fold
in my hand. 1 swear if it had nof been
for Chantonnay I would have troubled
no more about the matter; but as it
was. T seemed to hear that low cackle
of his; a presentiment of evil to come
seized me, and without more ado, 1
spread out the kerchief and examined
! it carefully.
It was, as I have said, of lace. It
was scented with musk, and in one cor
ner was an embroidered O. and noth
ing more. There was no crest, and I
could make nothing of it. Amidst the
galaxy of fair dames at the court, I
could think of no one whose name bore
this initial, and there was no crest to
serve as a pointer. Some little bour
geoise, after all! A vulgar Intrigue!
Half-unconsciously. I put the bit of
lace in my pocket, and, picking up my
lute, made my way to the Pavilion du
Roy, with Pompon at my heels.
1 was far from easy in my mind.
This affair of Lorgnac's was bad. and
if discovered meant the scaffold for
my friend. There was yet another thing
that moved me powerfully, and per
haps those who read may guess what
It was. She is dead and gone, and
Lorgnac Is gone, but the memory of a
sweetness and grace, such as the world
has never seen, is still with me. My
Queen! My Queen!
And so it was with a bitter heart
that I sought the gay revels, so bitter
that all thought of my Jcat on the
K panlard was gone. I stood a little
] art. under the lee of a pillar or vein
ed irurbl*. watching hungrily for a
I luce. | lunged In see. The King was
theie. tall and mini; the Queen was
' trere, Uw, and Madame Inane lu cen-
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verse with the sickly young Dauphin;
but Mary of Scotland was not there,
nor was Chantonnay, I peered into the
heaving throng in he hope of seeing
Lorgnac, though he had said he would
t.ot be there, and then I suddenly
caught sight of Chantonnay, at the far
end of the room, making his way slow
ly toward the King.
Perhaps chance might give me the
opportunity of touching him on the
jaw. I moved forward, too, reaching
the dais a trifle before the Spaniard,
who was a little impeded by the crowd,
and without looking at the King began
to put Pompon through his perform
ance. The ape was almost human In
his intelligence, and a crowd soon
gathered around us.
As Chantonnay approached I made
Pompon walk gravely up to the King
and salute him. "The high and mighty
sieur Pompon, ambassador from Bar
bary. desires audience of your majes
ty."
"An honor that I. too. claim in the
name of the most catholic King, my
master,” said a haughty voice beside
me. as Chantonnay stepped up to the
King. And then there was a suppressed
titter, for Pompon turned sharply
round on the Spaniard, and began to
jibber angrily at him.
"My ambassador is explaining to
Monseigneur here that he claims pre
cedence." I went on, not heeding the
don's black looks; but the King turned
to me angrily.
"Peace! And a truce of your illtlmed
jests.” And then to Chantonnay,
"Monseigneur! It is always a pleasure
to hear from my cousin from Spain.
You will have your audience with the
morning. We hunt at Fontainebleau to
morrow. Will you accompany us?"
Chantonnay expressed his thanks, and
then begged permission to retire, as he
had to complete a memorial he said he.
would present to his majesty in the
morning—a memorial as he said of vi-
tal import to the peace and good will
of two nations.
While he was thus expressing himself
In pompous phrase I pretended to de
part with Pompon in a huff, secretly,
how'ever, rejoiced at having been able
to vent some of my spleen on my old
enemy. I gained my pillar once again,
and as I did so someone pulled me
quietly by the sleeve.
I turned and saw young De Lorges.
Montgomery's son, who was then a
page to the Dauphiness, Mary of Scot
land. His face was pale, and the hand
that rested on my sleeve was trem
bling.
"What has happened?" I said, inter
rupting him before he could speak.
"I do not know," he said, "but you
aie wanted at once—come!" He tugged
at my sleeve once more; and withdut
another word I followed him. We left
the Pavilon du Roy without notice,
and then went down the long corridors
that, led to the apartments of the
Dauphin. Beyond there lay those of his
wife. Mary of Scotland, the "little
Queen.” as she was called.
During all this time we exchanged
no word together, until at last eve
stopped before a door, and the boy
turned to me.
“The queen's apartment,” he said;
"you are free to pass. I remain on
guard here." So saying he drew his lit
tle sword, and pointed with it at the
door.
There were three people in the room
—one was Mary of Scotland, standing
near a table; the other was de Lorg
nac, booted and spurred as if for a
long Journey; and the third was a
young woman, a tali young woman,
who was leaning against the open ■win
dow, her face buried in her hands, and
sobbing bitterly. All this I took in at
a glance as I entered, and, kneeling
before my Queen, said:
"Madame! I have come."
She bade me rise. "Monsieur," she
said. "I have come to you for help.
Once before you saved me from a
great danger. I am in a greater danger
now. I want your help."
"Madame! All that—"
But she interrupted me. "Lorgnac
here tells me that you know of the ob
ject of his coming to Paris."
"Yes. madame!" And, In spite of my
self. my voice hardened.
She saw the change and looked at
me in pitiful entreaty. 'Monsieur, I do
not speak to you as a Queen, but as a
* woman—"
"Ah! Madame! say not a word
more!" I burst out. "My life is yours!"
And as I spoke the girl at the window
buret out Into fresh weeping.
"Tell me." I said, turning to de Lorg
nac, "what has happened. We waste
time in talking If there is serious bus
iness afoot.”
"The letter I spoke of is lost."
"Who lost it? You?"
He laughed harshly. "No! It was
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given by her highness to mademoiselle
Odou there to deliver to me in the gar
den below the ladies' terrace, and the
short of it is that the letter is gone.
In a flash it all came to me, and I
thanked God in my heart that I had
looked at the 'kerchief. The O stood
for Odou, I could swear it. I looked
at the girl. She had ceased weeping
as de Lorgnac spoke, and was looking
at him with a flushed face and dry
eyes. There was not a tear in those
bold black orbs. I knew the type. She
was Ariesienne, and as I looked at the
straight dark brows and full, passion
ate mouth I understood the nature I
had to deal with. All this went
through my brain like lightning as,
turning to her, I said:
“Will mademoiselle tell me how it
was she lost this letter?”
"Sit down, Odou!" said Mary, kind
ly. "Sit down, and tell us all you
know.”
This brought on a fresh burst of
sobbing as mademoiselle sank on to a
tabouret, and began to rub her eyes
, with another little square of embroid
ery which appeared uncommonly like
my find.
"Traitress!" I muttered under my
breath, but to hpr, “And tell us of the
letter."
"I, —I lost it in the garden,” she be
gan, and then, hesitating, went on
with an effort, "it was near the oak to
ward the riding school."
"Bon! Now. mademoiselle! You will
please accompany Monsieur de Lorg
nac and myself, and show us the spot
where you missed the letter—come!”
"Is this all you can do?” said Mary,
with a ring of despair in her voice.
“Rest, assured, madaime,” I said,
"that we will tract* your letter —come,
madetholselle!”
"What good would it do?" she began
pettishly, but I interrupted her. see
ing into her plan to delay matters.
"It is gone compline and time we
were away." and leaning forward. I
whispered, “for your own sake—come."
The shot told. She glanced at me
and then turned aside, red to her neck,
and her hands began to tremble, but
she made no further attempt at parley,
and of her own accord now led the
w r ay, Lorgnac following her.
A minute later we were on the ladies'
terrace, and crossing It descended the
gallery that led to the garden. It was
broad moonlight, so bright and clear
that one might have read a scroll by
it. As we went on we looked hither
and thither, but saw no trace of the
lost letter. What was passing in the
tiren oman's mind I know not, as for
me. the puzzle was whether mademoi
selle had the letter or not. If she had
delivered it to the Spaniard the mat
ter was over, whatever revenge we
might afterwards take, but I had my
doubts about this, and if she had it
still—there was our chance.
We had a little distance to go: but
at last came close to the dark, solid
! outline of the old oak, and Lorgnac
i turned to mademoiselle.
“It was here we met. mademoiselle,
and you said you lost the letter."
"Hum!'' I said. "A most curious
loss!" And there was a note in my
voice that could not be mistaken.
“Yes." she s/nswered hotly; "I did lose
It. It must have dropped somewhere
here." and then, with a sudden gust
of Southern anger, "Messieurs! I like
not your manner of speech, and I know
not why I should be dragged here like
this. The letter Is gone, and I have lost
it! I own to it. It was an accident. It
slipped from my pocket and fell here
somawhere, and any breeze might have
blown it anywhere—and now let me
go I shall stay here no longer."
She stood at bay. a splendid creature,
her dark eyes flashing through the
night. The time had come for me to
play my trump card.
"Eh blen! Mademoiselle! We do not
seek to detain you. We will do the
search; but let me tell you as a friend
that the moment you go back you will
be arrested!"
"Arrested!" said she and de Lorgnac
in the same breath.
"Yes." I went on coolly. "Arrested
that is the word. Mademoiselle, you
are very unfortunate in losing things.
You recognize this? You lost ft to-day,
or this afternoon rather, across the
river.”
With this I pulled out t*he kerchif
and showed it to her. Lorgnac. was
looking at me in blank amaze; but as
for the girl she made no answer, but
stood there, white as a sheet, and I
could hear her breathing thick and
fast.
"Mademoiselle! You have forgotten
how long the arm of God Is. You wet*
seen this afternoon at an inn called
the Chapeau Rouge with Chantonnay.
You there made your bargain with him.
How he persuaded you to be a traitress
—what your price was for your shame
I know not, nor care to know. But you
made your bargain, and on your way
back you dropped this kerchief."
She began to sob now and cry. The
4enrs were real enough this time, and
I believe she would have fallen had not
Lorgnac supported her.
"De Besme! De Besme!” he said, his
fender heart melting. "Remember she
is a woman."
“Yes: and T want her to remember
It, too. Mademoiselle, you are young
and strong, and beautiful—too beauti
ful for the rack."
“O, have pity—have pity!" she gasp
ed. and now I changed my note.
"Mademoiselle, you see that little
cloud passing across the moon! Before
It crosses I must have that letter In
my hands. If not, you know what
awaits you."
Lorgnac had stepped aside from her.
snd we all stood gazing at each other.
The little cloud had darkened the
moon, so that for ,a moment I could
not see the girl's face, half-covered
with one hand, while the other was
clutching at her neck. She was fight
ing with herself; a hundred emotions
were ut play within her. But I was
nure of my game now, and at la.u the
end earn*.
"Mademoiselle. the cloud has nearly
passed. Give ie the letter and you are
safe If njt "
With a low cry she thrust her hand
Into the bosom of her dress, and pulling
out the letter, handed It to me, with
a whispered "Take It." and as my
fingers closed over It. I heard Lorgnac's
deep -
"Thank God.”
• • * • * • •
Wi returned as we had come, and
regained the Queen’s apartment. As
we entered she came running to meet
us.
"The letter!” she cried.
"Madame!" And I placed It In her
hands.
She looked at us two for a moment
mademoiselle had staid in the ante
room —and she was about to hand 'he
letter to De Lorgnac, when he pointed
to the tall wax candles that burned on
the table.
"Madame,” he said, "there is a fire
there, and it leaves no trace.” She
made no answer, but held the letter
over the candle, and as it leaped into
flame, cast it into the fireplace, where
it burnt to a cinder.
And then we knelt and took leave of
her in profound silence.
Providence, or chance, call it what
you will, had won us the game; and
It will not be a matter of surprise to
note that it was Chantonnay who had
the megrims the next morning, and
that he was unable to accompany His
Majesty to Fontainebleau.
WOO WANGrTHE FAIRY.
Bv Harry Baxter Nason.
I
CHAPTER VIII.
A TRAIN IN MID-AIR.
Willie was somewhat excited over
their brush with the pirates, and he
was so interested in talking it all over
with Woo that before either* lad real
ized it the balloon had drifted over
the mainland and slowly settled on the
summit of a high cliff overlooking the
sea.
What was their terror to suddenly
behold the well-known features .of
C’apt. Wpbber and Bill Rice grinning
cheerfully at them over the edge of
the basket. “We thought it was you!”
remarked the Captain, rubbing his
hands. “We've been watching this
"ere air-ship floating- toward us for
near an hour. If we'd only known
before hand we should 'ave advertised
your arrival. ‘The famous boy ani
mal trainers and bareback performers
will enter the town in a balloon. Wit
ness the glorious pageant free'—some
thin' like that would 'a sounded well."
“But we, are through* with you and
your circus business.” declared Woo,
winking slyly at Willie.^
"Now look a-here!" 'rta.id Webber
with an ominous shake of his head,
"you young fellers are mighty clever
and tricky; but some day you'll mon
key once too often with Captain Ho
ratio K. Webber.”
While the man was speaking Rice
had been tying the drag ropes to some
bushes so that there should be no dan
ger of escape. But sly Woo had also
kept busy by quietly dropping out the
sand bags which weighed down the
balloon.
A brisk breeze suddenly sprung up
from the northwest, and the balloon
tugged savagely at the ropes, which,
however, held fast.
Crafty Woo had a sudden inspiration.
“Well, see here, gentlemen." he re
marked with the air of a chap who
intends to make the best of a bad bar
gain, “if you insist on our doing a few
more stunts in your old circus get
aboard this balloon with us and we ll
sail right up to the tent. It’ll just be
time for the afternoon performance,
and it will make a hit with the peo
ple—our appearing from the sky."
"Is it perfectly safe?" asked Webber
doubtfully.
"Sure." spoke up Rice, who was a
fairly brave man. though a mighty
mean one."
Each of you cut one of the ropes and
ciamher aboard as fast as you can.
1 and then away we go." said Woo Jo
cosely.
What happened as the ropes were cut
was precisely what the jolly fairy boy
Woo had planned. The anchors on
the ends of the drag ropes hooked
themselves In the clothing of the two
men as the balloon, relieved of so
many sandbags, fairly jumped sky
ward.
Twisting and turning around excit
edly and helplessly the two showmen
were carried higher and higher, until
it looked to a few spectators below
that nothing could possibly save them
from being killed.
Woo. with a comical smile on his
face, said he thought the two men un
derneath were not getting all that was
due them. He thought Willie should
make it a little more lively for them,
In order to teach a little lesson.
Just at that moment he couldn’t
form any very good plan for tortur
ing the showmen, but simply to worry
them he began to swing the ropes to
which the men were attached.
Now it must be remembered that
these ropes were more than 50 feet
in length and that when a rope like
that is swung in a circle it is'possible
for it ,o go around a distance of a
trifle more than 100 feet. The boy cer
tainly didn't spare any pains to make
the men whizz around as fast as he
could. How long he would have kept
this up no one knows, for it gave him
a great deal of pleasure.
Then he tried another scheme. He
would draw the ropes up so the men
could almost clutch the bottom of the
car. Then he would let go and down
they would drop with a rush. Each
time the men came near the car they
begged to be placed once more on earth,
but as Willie knew they, wouldn't be
Injured he kept the fun going until
he was tired hauling the men up to
the car.
Woo suggested at least twenty ideas
as to the correct manner In which to
dispose of the two circus men, but
they were all too weird to suit Willie,
and he was just beginning to grow dis
couraged when he saw on the river be
low the pretty white yacht which
seemed to be sailing down toward the
mouth of the river as though it had
been ordered to go there and meet
them.
Willie at once decided to go down
on the yacht, but he must first dispose
of the two men who were swinging
back and forth, clutching about in the
air. vainly seeking something on which
to hang.
Willie had intended to sail the bal
loon up. to Treetown and land either
in the town square or the school yard.
He thought this would surprise his
young friends much more than if he
were to sail all the way up the creek
to the town, but when he saw the
pretty white' sails flapping .'in the
breeze he hesitated.
Woo told him to step out of the car.
The Idea of stepping on nothing made
even Willie a little nervous. But Woo
Wang stepped out first and floated
gently along with the gas bag.. 8o the
other lad quickly followed. Once out
in the open air and with the balloon
half a mile up the party sank to where
the showmen were struggling and still
attached to the anchors which looked
like Immense fish hooks.
As they sailed alongside of the show
men those strong men actually began
to cry like little babies and big tears
rolled down their bronze cheeks.
“O. save us. please save us." whim
pered (’apt. Webber.
“We shall be killed." moaned Bill
Rice. "Please save us."
Woo said: "You two big men tried
to play us a trick last Saturday, and
now we intend to play one on vou.
Eleven miles from here you will land
safely, but you will be 11 miles from
a railroad or any kind of thing to
bring you back, and tf you ever re
join the circus you will have to walk
thoee 11 miles. And while you are do
ing the walking you can think about
two kinds of tricks, those you play on
other people and thoae other people
play on you."
"But 1 can't walk 11 miles." moaned
i apt. Webber.
I ' Then run,” replied Willie, and oven
ttk ' Tickles The Palate and
Hits The Spot.
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Bill Rice laughed at the little joke on
his comrade.
"You will not be hurt in any way,”
said the boy fairy, "but this will, I
hope, be a lesson to you and teach you
not to steal boys or anything else. It
will take you and the balloon about 12
hours to float to that landing place 11
miles away, and I hope you will enjoy
spending a night among the clouds.
You can have a real nice swing.”
“We must go now," said Willie, “By,
by, gentlemen. When you get near
Tree-town drop in and call on us.” And
softly and silently they floated down
ward , leaving the brutal showmen at
tached to the anchors and sailing slow
ly through the air.
They had gone down, and almost
reached the surface of the river, when
Woo began to look anxiouß.
“Say, Willie," he exclaimed, in an ex
cited tone, "something seems to have
happened."
"What do you mean?” asked the oth
er boy.
"Why, your pretty white yacht is not
here.”
And once more Willie's hair stood on
end and his heart beat like a trip ham
mer as he looked all about him. But
he could not see the yacht, nor could
hr see a vessel of any kind.
Woo pressed a button, and imme
diately a superb new balloon, five times
better than the one they had just left,
appealed before them. In a moment the
boys were aboard and speeding shore
ward, borne thither by the wind.
It was not long before underneath
they saw a railroad train steaming
along on the roatd which ran close to
the water's edge.
"Now. then.” Woo said, and he was
so pleased he 'chuckled to himself, • 1
suppose you would all like to have a
ride oh that train?” •
Willie nodded.
Then the strangest thing of all hap
pened. Willie expected to see the bal
loon drop to the train and he could
hardly believe his eyes when, in
stead of that, he saw the
heavy train. engine, .baggage
cars and passenger coaches slowly
leave the ground and rise in the air.
It came up bedside the boys, the en
gineer blew his Whistle, the train stop
ped. resting upon nothing at all, and
Willie and Woo entered one of the
drawlng-rpom cars.
At the instant Willie left the balloon
It simply vanished as though jt had
been only a soap bubble, and at the
same time the locomotive whistle toot
ed up and the train was off, the engin
eer. no doubt, still thinking that his
train was traveling on the rails as i*t
always had done before.
But inside the car it was a different
thing Some of the passengers had
looked out of the windows and as they
could not see anything which looked
like the earth they began to tremble
with fear. When they sarw Willie and
his friend enter several women began
to scream and one man reached up and
pulled the airbrake rope to stop the
car. He wanted to see what was going
on. But the train went on just the
same and the conduotor came in to col
lect the tickets.
Of course Willie had no tickets, and
for a minute he was puzzled, for he
didn’t know where the train was go
ing and so couldn't have the fairies
make a set of tickets to fit the rail
road schedule. But Woo quickly ar
ranged that little matter:
As the conductor came along and held
his hand for the tickets. *he pressed a
button and instead of being a conduc
tor the man was a bear which growled
and growled and walked up and down
the aisle of the car. frightening the
women as well as the men.
There was a great scramble as ev
erybody tried to get under the seats.
Willie said he would like to have the
train running on water, so he pressed
the button without thinking and the
car went down. Woo was thinking of
the balloon, and when he gave the or
der for the train to drop to the water
he thought he would give the rest of
the order while they were dropping.
But a train of cars drops a good deal
quicker than a balloon, and before he
could give the second part of the mes
sage it had not only struck the water,
but it had gone to the bottom of the
river.
It was the work of only half a min
ute to .send in anew order by press
ing the button, and there the train
was. With its wheels just touching the
water and speeding along as easily as
it ever did on a track.
But the half minute under the water
had seated the passengers as well as
his friends, and the forty-odd persons
were raving around, the women crying
and the men swearing at their luck.
While the boy from Treetown was
thinking matters over he suddenly fe't
something solt around his neck and
the next instant he was in the grarp
of the bear, which was apparently get
ting hungry, and wanted* a nice lat
boy to eat , for dinner.
Willie gave a loud yell and nearly
jumped out of his skin. He had for
gotten all about the bear conductor..
Before the bear had taken a bite out
of his arm, once more the conductor
was a man, thanks to Woo, and a
puzzled one at that, for he couldn't
quite make out how his train happened
to be running on the water.
Willie didn't know but what he
might be arrested for wrecking the
train, so Woo sent another message
and with a great explosion the train
gave a jerk and landed square and fair
on the tracks along the river shore.
. (To Be Concluded.) „
HI K AI. SAXITATIOX.
A jingsrultiHi for Cesspools and
Earth Drains for Small Country
Homes.
This past autumn ushered in an era
of activity in the budding trade such
as this country has never known
hitherto. And happily enough two
thirds of the houses now in process of
erection are designed-for rural home*
more or less distant from city limits.
For this reasan a very lively interest
has sprung up in all matters relating
to drains, sewerage, etc., as needed by
the independent householders, who
must work out his sanitary problems
himself.
Modern improvements often exist
away from sewer system As to where
or no such existence is wise, each
householder must personally decide
But it admits of no debate that the
proper disposal of-refuse Is something
to be well considered. With space and
sar.d enough the problem Is not a
hard one. A porous hrlck cesspool laid,
unmortared, In sandy ground, and
cleaned out twice a year, will do no
harm to anybody, besides proving it
self a very great convenience.
It must be used with Judgment
AA th water must he kept from It.
Indeed, the whole inflow nimt k?ep
some relation to the potential pet eo
lation. A cesspool six by twelve feet,
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SAVANNAH.
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DEPOSITORY OF THE STATE OF
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Department of Savings, Interest pay
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This bank offers Its services to cor
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Has authority to act as executor, ad
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Issues drafts on the principal cities
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Interest paid or compounded quarter
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Safety boxes for rent.
HENRY BLUN, President.
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JOHN M. HOGAN, Cashier.
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THE GEORGIA STATE
BUILDING AND LOAN ASSOCIATION
15 YORK STREET, WEST.
5 PER CENT, per annum allowed on
deposits, withdrawable on demand.
/" Interest credited quarterly.
6 PER CENT, per annum allowed on
deposits of even hundreds, with
drawable at annual periods.
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Bone Meal and Nitrate of Soda.
T. J. DAVIS,
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with a mean depth of nine feet, and a
division wall of brick across the short
way of it, should b<* able to take a
waste of ten gtllons the head dally
from a family of six persona or even
eight. The top should be bricked over
arching, then covered with a foot of
earth and well turfed. At cleaning
time, roll back the turf, and make a
good, big opening over the iner com
partment and throw into It a bushel
of quicklime. The steam from the
slacking lime w-111 bring up the foul
air and make the work of cleaning safe
It will be further much less offensive
if. after the lime, a bushel of fresh
charcoal, broken small, is also thrown
in.
An excellent scheme In this individ
ual rural sanitation is to lay the ven
tilating pipe to the foot of a nearby
tree, and let !t run to the ton, from
which all unpleasant and dang**roug
gasea disappear-