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THE BRETHREN
A Romance of the Crusades
BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.
Copyright by McClure. Phillips & Cos.
Continued from Last Sunday’s News.
CHAPTER XII.
THE LORD OF DEATH.
Masouda ran forward and prostrated
h. i self at full length, but Godwin and
Wulf stared at the heap, and the heap
glared at them. Then, some motion of
his chin, Masouda rose and said:
Strangers, you stand in the pres
ence of the Master, Sinan, Lord of
peath. Kneel, and do homage to the
Master.”
But the brethren stiffened their
backs and would not kneel. They lifted
their hands to their brows in salute
and no more.
Then from between the black turban
and the black cloak came a hollow
voice, speaking in Arabic, and saying:
Are these the men who brought me
the lion's skin? Well, what seek ye,
Franks?”
They stood silent.
Dread lord,” said Masouda, “these
knights are but now come from Eng
ine: I over sea, and do not understand
our tongue.”
■Set out their story and their re
quest,” said Al-je-bal, “that we may
judge of them.”
■Dread lord,” answered Masouda,
as 1 sent you word, they say they
are the kin of a certain knight who in
battle saved the life of him who ruled
before you, but is now an inhabitant
of paradise.”
1 have heard that there was such
a knight,” said the voice. “He was
named D'Arcy, and he bore the same
cognizance on his shield—the sign of
the skull.”
Lord, these brethren are also named
D'Arcy, and now them come to ask
your help against Salah-ed-din.”
At that name the heap stirred as a
snake stirs when it hears danger,
;,] the head erected itself a little be
neath the great turban.
What help and why?” asked the
voice. , •
Lord, Salah-ed-din has stolen a
woman of their house who is his niece,
and these knights, her brothers, ask
you to aid them to recover her.”
The beady eyes instantly became in
terested.
"Deport has been made to me of
that story,” said the voice; “but what
sign do these Franks show'? He who
went before me gave a ring, and with
it certain rights in this land, to the
knight, D'Arcy, who befriended him
in danger. Where is that ring, with
which he parted in his foolishness?”
Masouda translated, and seeing the
warning in her eyes and remembering
her words, the brethren shook their
heads, while Wulf answered:
• Our uncle, the knight Sir Andrew,
was cut down by the soldiers of Salah
ed-din, and before he died bade us
seek you out. What time had he to
tell us of any ring?”
The head sank upon the breast.
’ i hope,” said Sinan to Masouda,
“that they had the ring, and it was
for this reason, woman, that I allowed
you to lead these knights hither, after
you had reported of them and their
quest to me from Beirut. It Is not
well that there should be two sacrSd
Signets in the world, and he who went
before me, when he lay dying, charged
me to recover his if that were possible.
Let them go back to their own land
and return to me with the ring, and I
will help them.”
Masouda translated the last sentence
only, and again the brethren shook
their heads. This time it was Godwin
who spoke.
“Our land is far aw-ay, O lord, and
where shall we find this long-lost ring?
Let not our journey be in vain. O
mighty One, give us justice against
Salah-ed-din.”
“All my years have I sought justice
of Salah-ed-din.” answ r ered Sinan,
and yet he prevails against me. Go,
Franks, and bring me his head, and
we will talk again.”
When they heard this saying, Wulf
said to Godwin in English:
“I think that we had best go; I do
not like this company.” But Godwin
made no answer.
As they stood silent thus, not know
ing what to say, a man entered
through the door, and, throwing him
self on his hands and knees, crawled
towards the cushion through the double
hne of councillors or date.
“rour report,” said Sinan in Arabic.
Lord.” answered the man, “I ac
quaint you that your will has been
done in the matter of the vessel.” Then
e on s P ea klng In a low voice, so
rapidly that the brethren could scarce
iy hear and much less understand him.
blnon listened, then said:
Let the fedai enter and make his
oilers ” P ° rt ’ brln?rlnff with him his pris
°he the dais, he who sat
reßt the canopy, rose and, pointing
towards the brethren, said, “Touching
F w anks ' what lB will?" *
beatJ y eyes, which seemed to
Ut thelr soulg ' flxed themselves
constnillT and for a lon * while Sinan
th W K They trembled, knowing
rnnL* 1 -. waß Passing some judgment
on iri n V hem ln hlB heart, and that
eve? the^Uv W es mUCh mi * ht
i tb T m Btay here ” he said at
them -• 1 may haVe < l ueßtlonß to ask
lordan? U m l there was silence. Sinan,
h r Death, seemed to be lost ln
hi. und ? r the black shadow of
cd double llne of dais star-
V a v* 1 nothingness across the passage
P,af' th t, f t |an t guards stood still as
Masouda watched the brethren
file hronf th her ,onff eye-lashes, while
nf tu ii 1 watched the sharp edge
mar hie fw. dow _,, of the canopy on the
Corner*, They strove to seem un
,, g their hearts were beat
area? thin thn them who felt that
thnnLh-2*? *? rere about t 0 happen,
though what these might be they knew
tofJStZSTm the silence, so dread
nan r/??? that Inhuman, snake-llke
' o un'cmil * trmn ** h,B apd ' passionless
trrounde/i k n<s i be P' ace of council
' k h?a , bj l a d,Zi£ y *ulf, that fear
.... | of 'hem like the fear of an
• .Hid HL °olwln wondered If Sinan
whs? u P°n his breast, and
“ t' ,0 hlm lf hp dtf ‘
aloud tnsJj* ?n ,f longed to shout
' V “nythlng that would break
, ; ( . and a r " unl " ' uU ‘ t ' To ‘hem
minute, seemed like hours; In
h'.ve beei? U hours!* >r kneW ' * hey m '* ht
the'„lsir h ,here wa * a s‘lr behind
; „ r ;' b :;n. and at a word from
thpy separated, falling apart
, "or two, and stood upimiiin to
"‘‘‘‘•r S" d sideways to Hlnan.
draw n * 'hey saw the curtains
, Through them esme four men,
lyltl * stretcher covered with a
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outline of a form, that lay there stir
less. The four men brought the
stretcher to the front of the canopy,
set it on the ground, prostrated them
selves, and retired, walking backwards
down the length of the terrace.
Again there was silence, while the
brethren wondered whose corpse it was
that lay beneath the cloth. Ifor a corpse
it must surely be; though neither the
Lord of the Mountain nor his dais and
guards seemed to concern themselves in
the matter. Again ithe curtains part
ed, and a procession advanced up the
terrace. First came a great man clad
in a white robe blazoned with the
bleeding dagger, after whom walked a
tall woman shrouded in a long veil,
who was followed by a thick-set
knight clad in Frankish armour and
wearing a cape of which the cowl cov
ered his head as though to keep the
rays of the sun from beating on his
helm. Lastly walked four guards. Up
the long place they marched through
the double line of dais, while with a
strange stirring in their breasts the
brethren watched the step and shape
of the veiled woman who walked for
ward rapidly, not seeing them, for she
turned her head neither to the right
nor left. The leader of the little band
reached the space before the canopy,
and, prostrating himself by the side
of the stretcher, lay still. She who
walked behind him stopped also, and,
seeing the black heap upon the cush
ion, shuddered.
'Woman, unveil,” commanded the
voice of Sinan.
She hesitated, then swiftly undid
some fastening, so that her drapery
fell from her head. The brethren
a ainl’ rut>bed tbeir eyes, and stared
Before them stood Rosamund!
Yes, it was Rosamund, worn with
sickness, terrors, and travel, Rosa
mund herself beyond all doubt. At
the sight of her pale, queenly beauty
the heap on the cushion stirred be
neath his black cloak, and the eyes
were filled with an evil, eager light.
Even the dais seemed to wake from
their contemplation, and Masouda bit
her red lips, turned pale beneath her
olive skin, and watched u’ith devour
ing eyes, waiting to read this woman’s
heart.
“Rosamund!” cried the brethren with
one voice.
heard. As they sprang towards
her she glanced wildly from face to
face, then with a low cry flung an arm
about the neck of each and would have
fallen in the ecstacy of her joy had
they not held her. Indeed, her knees
touched the ground. As they stooped
£“ ‘T flashed into Godwin’s
fnind that Masouda had told Sinan
that they were her brethren. The
thought was followed by another. If
this were so, they might be left with
her, whereas otherwise that black
robed devil——
„ “Listen,” he whispered in English;
,"’ e are not your cousins—we are your
brothers, your half-brothers, and we
know no Arabic.”
She heard and Wulf heard, but the
watchers thought that they were but
welcoming each ‘ other, for Wulf be
gan to talk also, random words in
French, such as “Greeting, sister!”
“Well found, sister!” and kissed her
on the forehead.
Rosamund opened her eyes, which
had closed, and, gaining her feet, gave
one hand to each of the brethren.
Then the voice of Masouda was heard
interpreting -the words of Sinan.
“It seems, lady, that you know these
knights.”-
“I do—well. They are my brothers,
from whom I was stolen when they
were drugged and our father was
killed.”
“How is that, lady, seeing that you
are said to be the niece of Salah-ed
din? Are these knights then the
nephews of Salah-ed-din?”
“Nay.” answered Rosamund, “they
are my father's sons of another wife.”
The answer appeared to satisfy Si
nan, who flxed his eyes upon the pale
beauty of Rosamund and asked no
more questions. While he remained
thus thinking, a noise arose at the
end of the terrace, and the brethren,
turning their heads, saw that the
thick-set knight was striving to thrust
his way through the guards who stood
by the curtains and barred his path
with the shafts of their spears. Then
it came into Godwin’s mind that just
before /Rosamund unveiled he had
seen this knight suddenly turn back
sod walk down the terrace.
The lord Sinan looked up at the
sound and made a sign. Thereon two
of the dais sprang to their feet and
ran towards the curtain, where they
spoke with the knight, who turned
and came back with them, though
slowly, as one who is unwilling. Now
his hood had fallen from his head, and
Godwin and Wulf stared at him as he
advanced, for surely they knew
those great shoulders, those round,
black eyes, those thick lips, and that
heavy Jowl.
“Lozelle! It Is Lozelle!” said God
win. *
“Aye,” echoed Rosamund, “it Is Lo
zelle, the double traitor, who betrayed
me first to the soldiers of Saladin,
and, because I would have none of
his love, next to this lord Sinan.”
Wulf heard, and, as Lozelle drew
near to them, sprang forward with
an oath and struck him across the
face with his mailed hand. Instant
ly guards thrust themselves between
them, and Sinan asked through Mas
ouda:
“Why do you dare to strike this
Frank In my presence?"
"Because, lord,” answered Wulf. "he
is a rogue who has brought all these
troubles on our house. I challenge him
to meet me in battle to the death.”
"And I also,” said Godwin.
"I am ready,” shouted Lozelle, stung
to fury by the blow.
“Then, dog, why did you try to run
away when you saw our faces?” ask
ed Wulf.
Masouda held up her hand and began
to Interpret, addressing Lozelle, and
speaking in the first person as the
“mouth” of Sinan.
”1 thank you for your service who
have served me before. Your messen
ger came, a Frank whom I knew In old
days. As you had arranged it should
be, I sent one of my fedals with sol
diers to kill the men of Salah-ed-din on
the ship and capture this lady who Is
his niece, all of which It seems has
been done. The barguln that your mes
senger made whs that the lady should
he given over to you—”
Here Godwin and Wulf ground their
teeth and glared at him.
"But these knights say that you
stolo her. their klns-woman from them,
and one of them has struck you and
challenged you to single combat, which
challenge you have accepted, I sanc
tion the combat gladly, who have long
desired to geo two knlghta of the
Frank* fight In tourney according to
their citatum. I will set the course,
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in my kingdom; this knight shall ride
his own. These are the conditions—
the course shall be on the bridge be
tween the inner and outer gates of
the castle city, and the fight which
must be to the death, shall take place
on the night of the full moon—that
is, three days from now. If you are
victor, we will talk of the matter of
the lady for whom you bargained as
a wife.”
“My lord, my lord,” answered Lo
zelle, “who can lay a lance on that
terriblfe place in moonlight? Is it thus
that you keep faith with me?”
“I can and will!” cried Wulf. “Dog,
I would fight you In the gates of hell,
with my soul on the hazard.”
“Keep faith with yourself,” said Si
nan, "who said that you accepted the
challenge of this knight and made no
conditions, and when you have proved
upon his body that his quarrel is not
just, then speak of my faith with you.
Nay, no more words; when this fight
is done we will speak again, and not
before. L.et him 'be led to the outer
castle and there given of our best.
Let my great black horse be brought
to him that he may gallop it to and
fro upon the bridge, or where he will
within the circuit of the walls, by day
or by night; btit see that he has no
speech with this lady whom he has
betrayed into my power, or with these
knights his foes, nor suffer him to
come into my presence. I will not
talk with a man who has been struck
in the face until he has washed away
the blow In iblood.”
As Masouda finished translating, and
before Lozelle could answer, the lord
Sinan moved his head, whereon guards
sprang forward and conducted Lozelle
from the terrace.
"Farewell, Sir Thief,” cried Wulf
after him, "till we meet again upon
the narrow bridge aud there settle our
account. You have fought Godwin,
perhaps you will have better luck with
Wulf.”
Lozelle glared back at hirri, and, find
ing no answer, went on his way.
“Your report,” said Sinan, addressing
the tall fedai who all this while had
lain upon his face before him, still as
the form that was stretched upon the
bier, ‘There should have been an
other prisoner, the great emir Hassan.
Also where is the Frankish spy?”
The fedai rose and sooke.
/ru L< J rd ;”^ he sald ’ 'T did Your bidding,
ihe knight who has gone steered the
ship into the bay, as had been arrang
ed. I attacked with the daylight. The
soldiers of Salah-ed-din fought brave
ly, for the lady here saw us, and
gave them time to gather, and we lost
many men. We overcame and killed
them all, except the "Prince Hassan,
whom we took prisoner. I left some
men to watch the ship. The crew we
spared, as they were the servants of
the Frank Lozelle, setting them loose
upon the beach, together with a
Frankish woman, who was the serv
ant of the lady here, to find their way
to the nearest city. This woman I
would have killed, but the lady your
captive begged for her life, saying
she had come frem the land of the
Franks to seek her husband; so, hav
ing no orders, I let her go. Yesterday
morning we started for Masyaf, the
Price Hassan riding in a litter togeth
er with that Frankish spy who was
here a while ago, and told you of the
coming of the ship. At night they
slept in the same tent. I. left the
prince boupd and set guard, but in the
morning when we looked we found
him gone—how, I know not—and lying
in the tent the Frankish spy, dead,
with a knife-wound through his
heart. Behold!" and withdrawing the
cloth from the stretcher he revealed
the stiff form of the spy Nicholas,
who lay there dead, a look of terror
frozen on his face.
"At least this one has come to an
end he deserved,” muttered Wulf and
Godwin.
"So, having searched without avail,
I came on here with the lady your
prisoner and the Frank Lozelle. I
have spoken."
Now when he had heard this report,
forgetting his calm, Sinan arose from
the cushion and stepped forward
two puces. There he halted, with
fury In his glittering eyes, looking
like a man clothed in a black bell.
For a moment he stroked his long
beard, and the brethren noted that
on the first finger of his right hand
was a ring so like to that which
hung about the neck of Godwin
that none could have told them apart.
“Man,” Sinan said in a low voice,
“what have you done? You have left
the emir Hassan go, who is the most
trusted friend and general of the Sul
tan of Damascus. By now he is there,
or near It. and within six days we
shall see the army of Salah-ed-din
riding across the plain. Also you have
not killed the crew and the Frankish
woman, and they too will make report
of the taking of the ship and the cap
ture of this lady, who is of the house
of Hslah-ed-dln and whom he seeks
more earnestly than all the kingdom
of the Franks. What have you to
say?"
VLord,” said the tall fadal. and his
hand treimbled as he spok*. "most
mighty lord, I had no order* us to the
killing of the crew from your Up*, and
the Frank Lozelle told me that, he had
agreed with you that they should he
■pared.”
“Then, slave, he lied. He agreed with
me through that dead *py that they
should be slain, and do you not know
that If ! give no nrdera In su<di a >aae
I mean death, not life? Hut what of
the Prince Hasaan?"
“l/ord. I have nothing to aay. I
think he must have bribed the spy
named Nicholas" -and he point ad to
the corpse—“to cut his bonds, and aft
erward* killed the man fur vengeance
aake. for by the bod y wa found a
purse of gold That Its Intel him aa
M bated yonder Loaeila I know, for
he called them dogs and traitors In
the boat; and since 'he could not strike
them, his hands being bound, he spat
on their faces, cursing them, in the
name of Allah. That is why, Lozelle
being afraid to be near 'him. I set the
spy Nicholas, who was a bold fellow,
as a watch over 'him, and two soldiers
outside the tent, while Lozelle and I
watched the lady."
"Let those soldiers be brought,” said
Sinan, “and tell their story.”
They were brought and stood by their
captain, but they had no story to tell.
They swore that they had not slept
on guard, nor heard a sound, yet when
morning canle the Prince was gone.
Again the Lord of Death stroked his
black beard. Then he held up the
signet before the eyes of the three men,
saying:
“You see the token. Go.”
“Lord,” said the fedai, “I have serv
ed you well for many years.”
“Your service is ended. Go,” was
the stern atrSwer.
The fadafe bowed his head ln salute,
stood for a .moment lost in thought,
then, turning suddenly, walked with a
steady stejl to the edge of the abyss
and leaped- For an Instant t'he sun
light on his white and fluttering
robe, then from the depths of that
darksome place floated up the sound
of a heavy fall, and all was still.”
“Follow your captain to Paradise,”
said Sinan to the two soldiers, where
on one'of them drew a knife to stab
himself, but a dai sprang up, saying:
“Beast, would you shed blood before
your lord? Do you not know the cus
tom? ‘Begone!”
So the poor men went, the first with
a steady step, and the second, who was
not so brave, reeling over the edge of
the precipice as one might who is
drunken.
‘ijt is finished,” said the dais, clap
ping their hands gently. “Dread lord,
we thank thee for thy justice.”
But Rosamund turned sick and
faint, and even the brethren paled.
This man was terrible indeed—if he
were a man and not a devil—and they
were in his power. How long would
It be, they wondered, before they also
were bidden to walk that gulf? Only
Wulf swore in his heart that lf he
went by this road Sinan should go with
him.
Then the corpse of the false palmer
was borne away to 'be thrown to the
eagles which always hovered over that
house of death, and Sinan, having re
seated himself upon the cushion, began
to talk again through his "mouth”
Masouda, ln a low, quiet voice, as
though nothing had happened to an
ger him.
“Lady,” he said to Rosamund, “you
story is known to me. Salah-ed-dln
seeks you, nor Is it wonderful”—here
his eyes glittered with anew and hor
rible light—“that he should desire to
see such loveliness at his court, al
though the Frank Lozelle swore
through yonder dead spy that your are
precious in his eyes because of some
visisn that has come to him. Well,
this heretic sultan is my enemy whom
satan protects, for even my fedals have
failed to kill him, and perhaps there
will be war on account o< you. But
have no fear, for the price at which
you shall be delivered to him is higher
than Salah-ed-dln himself would care
to pay, even for you. So, since this
castle is impregnable, here you may
dwell at peace, nor shall any desire be
denied you. Speak, and your wishes
are fulfilled.”
“I desire,” said Rosamund In a low,
steady voice, “protection against Sir
Hugh Lozelle and all men.”
“It is yours. The Lord of the Moun
tain covers you with his own man
tle.”
I desire,’’ she went on. “that my
brothers here may lodge with me, that
I may not feel alone among strange
people.”
He thought awhile, and answered:
“Your brethren shall lodge near you
in the guest castle. Why not, since
from them you cannot need protection?
They shall meet you at the feast and
in the garden. But, lady, do you know
it? They came here upon faith of some
old tale of a promise made by him
who went before me to ask my help
to recover you from Salah-ed-dln, un
witting that I was your host, not Salah
ed-din. That they should meet you
thus is a chance which makes even
my wisdom wonder, for In It I see
omens. Now she whom they wished
to rescue from Salah-ed-dln, these tale
brethren of yours might wish to res
cue from Al-je-bal. Understand, then,
all of you, that from the Lord of
Death there is but one escape. Yon
der runs Its path,” and he pointed to
the dizzy place whence his three serv
ants had leapt to their doom.
“Knights," he went on. addressing
Godwin and Wulf, “lead your sister
hence. This evening I bid her, and
you, to my banquet. Till then, fare
well. Woman,” he added to Masouda,
“accompany them. You know your
duties; this ludy Is In your charge.
Suffer that no strange man comes near
her—above all. the Frank Lozelle.
Dais, take notice and let It be pro
rllmed--To these three Is given the
protection of the Signet in all things,
save that they must not leave my walls
except under sanction of the Signet
nay, In Its very presence.”
The dais rose, bowed, and seated
themselves again. Then, guided by
Masouda and pinceded and followed by
guards, the brethren and I{om muud
walked down the terrace through the
curtains Into the chuncel-llka place
where men crouched upon the ground;
through the great hall were more men
■ rouched upon the ground; through
the ante-chamber where, at a word
from MVaeouda. the guard* enluted.
through passages to that place where
they had slept. Here Masouda halted
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Gray Family Name Inscribed on Battle
Abbey Roll and in Domesday Book
By ELEANOR LEXINGTON.
F'ulbort, chamberlain to Robert,
Duke of Normandy, is regarded as
the founder of this family. He held
by Robert's gift the castle of Croy, in
the town of Croy, Picardy. The tran
sition from Croy to Gray does not
unduly tax the Imagination; indeed, a
town in France now called Gray was
formerly Croy.
One of William's train in 1066, was
Pnganus de Gray, and his armorial
bearings are still extant, In an old
lnanuseript. The name “J. de Gray”
is inscribed upon Battle Abbey Roll,
and Atiehitlllus Oral was a Domesday
tenant in Oxfordshire. It Is supposed
that Henry de Grey accompanied
Coeur de Lion to the Holy Wars; at
any rate, he received from Richard
the manor of Turrock In Essex,
known as Grey’s.
Grey is the usual orthography in
England, while in Scotland and
America It is almost invariably spell
ed Gray. The variations of the name .
are few, Grayson and Graydon being
the most common ones.
The faintly has always been near
to, even if not the power behind, the
throne. Edward IV married Eliza
beth, daughter 'of Lord Rivers, and
widow of Sir John Grey; their son,
young Prince Edward, and his brother
were the two put to death in the
tower by the usurper Richard 111.
Equally as tragic was the fate of
another —Lady Jane Grey, the unwill
ing queen of a few brief days. She
was the great-granddaughter, as
everyone knows, of Henry VII. The
union of the Grey family with the
royal Tudor line, was on this wise—
the Duke of Suffolk, who was of Grey
lineage, married Mary, daughter of
Henry VII and widow of Louis XII
of France. Their daughter, Frances,
married Henry Grey, the Marquis of
Dorset, afterwards Duke of Suffolk.
Lady Jane Grey was their daughter.
Not until the reign of James I. were
the Greys restored to their rights and
court favor.
From 1620 to 1720 twenty different
families of Grays were established in
the new world. The Island of Nan
tasket was purchased from the Indians
by the two brothers, John and Thom
fljiss Somebody
By IZOLA MERRIFIELD.
Copyright, 1904, by Izola Merrlfleld.
Brooks swung into Forty-third
street with long, forceful strides and
set jaws. He was not pleased. At
the eleventh hour, on Thursday after
noon, the old man had chosen to switch
him off a National Committee meet
ing assignment to take up one of Dar
rell's confounded Sunday write-ups, a
scare head, windy, full page for the
magazine section, about Miss Some
body or other who had run away from
her dad’s ancestral hall, and was go
ing on the stage. He knew the kind._
New York was full of them. In this
case the dad happened to have more
of the ready money than other dads,
and the girl stood well socially In her
own land.
Darrell had handed him over some
notes with the names and a bit of the
family history. Also, he had told him,
as a bit of consolation for the com
mittee meeting, that the girl was a
hummer.
As if Brooks cared! His lips closed
“Rita.”
tighter, and he turned up his steps
of the brownstone frojp ln the middle
of the block with a feeling very akin
to resentment against the Miss Some
body who had spoiled his chance for
a good rap at the committee.
He asked for Miss Loraine, as Dar
rell had told him to do. It was a
stage name, of course. While he wait
ed In the dim. little first-floor recep
tion room, he drew out Darrel’s notes
to have a look at the family history.
He would probably get more out of
her If he appeared to be posted. As
he opened the slip of paper someone
came quickly down the hall stairs and
Into the room.
"Did you wish to see me?” she
asked.
He stood up and stared stupidly at
the figure before the dark red por
tiere at the donr. I? was a tall, Blen
der figure, glrliah and dainty, but with
■peak awhile with these your—brothers.
Mpeuk on and fear not, for It shall be
my care (hat you are left alone, If
only for a little while. Yet walls have
ears, so I counsel you use that English
tongue whhh non* of u* understand
In (lie land of Al-je-bal -not even |,”
Then she bowed and went.
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as Gray. The Revolution found the
family staunch patriots. New Jersey
records show five brothers ln tho Rev
olutionary army. John Gray of
Lebanon, Conn., was in the battle of
Stillwater, and at the triumph of Sar
atoga. "I remember four wars,” he
write in his diary; “two with France
and one glorious, one foolish with
England.” His son, John, enlisted In
the Revolutionary army when only
14 years of age. He married Dtantha,
daughter of Rev. Blackleach Burrltt,
who during those strenuous times ln
the colony, took his musket as well as
his sermon with him in the pulpit.
Those were the days when sermons
were long and frequent. Two within
the space of about as many hours, ev
ery Sunday, were the rule. The day
a certain dignity and self-reliance In
the lift of the chin and the poise of
the head. Darrell had said she was
Southern. Against the crimson back
ground, her dark eyes and brown hair
showed the beauty that befitted a
Dixie girl, and his eyes were tender
with love for the very sight of her.
Mechanically he tore Darrell's notea
on the family history to bits and step
ped toward her.
“Rita!”
She laid one hand on the edge of
the portiere, preparatory to flight.
“Did father send you after me?”
"I don't know anything at all about
the colonel,” he retorted. “What are
you doing 'here?”
She hesitated, and he saw Rebellion
ln her eyes, but on the hand that held
the portiere back there wus a faint
sparkle' and it gave Brooks courage.
He remembered the night when he
had put It there. So did Rita. She
looked up at him with sudden friend
liness and a longing for sympathy.
Lift had been somewhat lonesome for
the past week.
“Father has married that dreadful
Mrs. Culverton. Harry. I simply had
to run away." She waited for an an
swer, and then added as an after
thought based upon the look in his
eyes: "And I won’t go back to Burr
Oaks now that it Is her home.”
Still Brooks was silent. He was try
ing to adjust the chaos of circum
stance* to some degree of order. The
old colonel had undoubtedly made a
fool o' himself. Brooks knew Mrs.
Culveraon. She waa about as pretty
and delightful a specimen of feminine
extravagance and general Insanity as
Alabama could iboaat of. Culverton’s
cash balance must have run low, and
hi* widow had captured the colonel
with a weather eye to the Burr Oaks’
coffers. In Ms heart he did not blame
the colonel’s daughter for running
away from Mrs. Culverton aa a step
mother. Then he remembered what
Darrell had said:
"Are you going on the stage?”
Her glance wavered before his.
“I don’t know. I hav# tried—l
thought It would be the best and
quickest thing to do, but n, Harry,"
She sselalmed krpetuously. ”1 don’t
Ilk- It If K were only hard work I
wiiiil4ii < i rrttiid II h Hit I WAfit
that (Usre was wore of It. Us stared
John and Dlantha were married the
banns were published at close of the
morning service and sermon. During
the Intermission a sermon appropriate
to the occasion, was preached, then a
second service, and sermon, followed
by the marriage ceremony. Those, too,
were the days when brides wept, and
Dlantha, though her heart was true to
John, was dissolved In team during the
ceremony, becauso of her unworthiness,
she confessed to a friend. Her tears
were, of course, those pearly drops
whloh herolneß shed, beautifully slow,
crystal tears.
The Grays have been prominently
represented in the learned profes
sions, and in statesmanship—was not
Charles, Earl Grey, leader qf the
House of Commons? The family have
had their authors and their poets—did
not Thomas Gray write “The Elegy?”
Asa family, they possess strongly
marked characteristics—the men are
of stalwart stature and commanding
presence—courageous, natural leaders
among men, withal lovers of peace,
not given to self-assertion, modest as
well as brave, reserved, rather than
effusive. That one member of the
family had the courage of his con
victions is well attested by an anec
dote related of Edward Gray, who
lived ln the eurly days, and was a
student at the first school opened at
Sherburne, N. Y. The pedagogue put
tho word “book," whloh was promptly
spelled fo-u-k by a smqil pupil, and
pronounced “correot" by the teacher.
Edwards arose in his might—ho was
perhaps 10 years old—and challenged
the teacher —the whole school—to
show the reason thereof of such or
thography. It was another case of
Attranasius against the world! Ed
ward and the teacher were presently
engaged ln a souffle, and fought to a
finish, the teacher coming out second
best. The incident broke up tho
school for the winter.
The Gray arms reproduced are ar
gent, a Hon rampant gules. Crest, a
scaling ladder of two rows enstgned,
with a ram’s head couped. Motto—
“De bon voulotr server le roy.” A
motto used by some branches of tho
family is "Anchor, fast anohor.” The
ram, as leader of the flock, signifies
in heraldry, authority: It was also
an old symbol for the sun.
out of the windows at the street. Two
years had had asked her to wait —two
years in which he was to 'prove his
worth and win a place for her. Not
a year has passed yet. His salary
would not keep up the pace of a New
York apartment hotel honeymoon, but
there were other ways to live where
love laughed as cook over the dinner
of herbs. Rita smiled up wistfully at
him.
“Don’t you be angry with me,
please. Something good will happen
soon, I think. Only I Just cannot go
'back home."
Brooks crossed the room to where
she stood. One arm found its way
back of her shoulders and his hand
closed over the one that hold the
portiere. It Is a very promising posi
tion for two parties. The head of the
party of the first part comes most
conveniently at the proper angle to
the head of the party of the second
part, and a collusion of forces Is al
most unavoidable.
"You don’t have to go back, dear.”
he said. “If you don’t mind roughing
It a little we’ll follow the colonel's
example and wish them Joy. Shall
we. Rita?”
There was an unavoidable collusion
of forces.
• ••••••
“Hello, there." called Darrell when
Brooks stepped into the elevator that
night. "The old man says you didn't
hand In that write-up for Surwiay. Did
you lose on Miss Somebody?"
"No,” said Brooks, cheerfully. "I
won."
USE AND ABUSE OF
A SEWING MACHINE.
(Continued from Page Twenty-two.)
ers used. Ready-to-wear garments for
bargain counters are responsible for
many of the new attachments. Manu
facturers could not afford to put hand
work on garments at the price bargain
seekers were willing to pay for ready
made dresses. Some of these attach
ments are worthy the Investigation of
household* where much dressmaking Is
done at home, and where there Is not
time for deft fingers to place innumer
able dainty stitches. But the woman
who intends to use these up-to-date at
tachments should take a careful course
of Instruction, as they do either very
good work or very bad.
With the present rage Dor piping and
cording, the eorder Is a most useful
attachment. The hemstitcher is an
other useful tool In the family circle,
and the tucker .is absolutely Indispens
able. Some of these are not Inoluded
in the ordinary price of anew ma
chine, but they can be purchased extru.
at a price which can soon be saved In
time and strength.
For the woman who has a large fam
ily. a good-sized house, and little help
In sewing, a darning attachment Is well
worth while. This does really remark
able work on almost any variety of
household linen, and on lace curtains
Is Infinitely better than the average
darning bv hand.
A most Important font for a woman
to remember Is the value of good ma
chine oil. Men know that there Is a
lubricant for almost every machine.
Women think that all oils are alike,
and they use almost anything in the
way of a lubricant that happens to be
In the house, often with the result of
clogging up the machine. Another lit
tle careless trick which results In poor
work Is the use of the same needle for
various size* of thread. The needle
should be changed with the thread,
In order to give a graceful line of
stitching.
A machine which Is used every day
should be oiled every day, and occa
sionally It should be lubricated with
the best quality of kerosene. After the
kerosene has been used the machine
should be run rapidly for a few mo
ments, then ordinary machine oil
should he applied.
Where a home Is supplied with elec
tric wires It will pay to supply the
machine with electrio running gear.
This Involves the use m n nanny
which will cost from *lB to *2O. and
the running cost will 'be about a cent
an hour. Of course, this does away
with running the treadle by the foot.
It has long been used In factories and
large dressmaking shops, and Is a de
cided aid to the family health In a
household where sewing Is constantly,
on hand.
■ 11 1 ~
Where Happiness Is tusot.
Don't look for true happiness In the
mansions of the very rich, where high
priced physician* are called In to doc
tor every aliment. But seek It and find
It, too, In tke comfortable homes of the
middle el a sees slid so-called poor,
where Green's August Flower Is al
ways used to keep the family healthy -
lo cure sll stomach troubles, whether
Indigestion, dyspepsia, < onstip ulon,
lues of *p|etMe, bilious attack* or tor
pid liver. Trlsl bottle August Flower,
fee. Big bottle, He. At *ll diuggleti.
knight * Fharutw *.