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— 1 Love Story of the Old Spanish Missions TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX Copyright, 1913, by Star Company. VERY individual would be ben- r Pb j i ne iest of the party had been dancing L efltCd by f;,stlns one ,ltly out ' ■ «® h<’iir. ami all gathered about the o£ each seven. i Kiris to hear the story of the accident. : If we believed that the command to ! which was told with six different varhi- labor six days and rest the seventh I tIona > Eulogia, as usual, craved for was given to the digestive organs asi‘! uncCB ' liut slle capriciously divided her well as to the limbs and brain, the i v ' c ’ c n Abel Hudson and Don world would contain fewer invalids, j when 'the nurlns the intervals, „ , . . r ‘ ,he musicians were silent and the If we understood the command, girls played the guitar or threw ca, - "Thou shalt have no other gods be- earones at their admirers, she sat in <«w'e me,” applied To the appetites, ns* ’be deop window seat watching the well as to the religious ideals, much I I'onderous waves of the Pacific hurl misery might be saved us. l "[ mselves against the cliffs, while Hud- Scores of people place stimulants j ” J , ( } oso t0 her sil,e ' disregard-! , r, g the Insistence of Garhas. Finally and foods so prominently in the fore- the little Don from the city went into 1 ground that God is hidden from view. ] ihe dining room to get a glass of an- A woman who believed herself re- j geiica, and Hudson caught at his liglous declared she would rather die I chance. at once than live on earth if she must 1 ‘Senorita,” he exclaimed, interrupting give up what she liked to eat and ° nu of * lcl desultory remarks, "for a . | >ear I have loved you, and, for many By Gertrude Atherton' drink and take to a diet of any kind. Not Normal Condition. Coffee was her little god; and she found no interest in a day If she was deprived of her beverage. The moment we depend on any one thing to eat or drink, as an absolute necessity to our happiness and com fort, we are on the way to 111 health, It Is not a normal condition. [ reasons, l have not dared to tell you. j I must tell you now—I can't keep it j hack any longer. I have fio reason to j think you care more for me than for u I dozen other men, but if you marry mew senorita. I will build y u a beautiful i American house in San Euis Obispo, ! <.nd you can then be with your friends when business calls me away.” And where will you live when you are away from me?" asked Kulogia, I carelessly. "In a cave In the And it Is not a dignified position iu a ‘' av ’e >n the moun for a sane, grown, educated, whole- 13 1, 1 !* ’' care ^ ul of lhe bandits: some-minded man or woman. i not"know what"- replied calml> - 1 do “ , • , . ‘ . , not Know what you mean by the things To be the slave of anything Is to you say sometimes. Perhaps you have prove we are not masters. And man j the idea that I am another person was meant to be master of himseli ! John Powers or Pio Lenares, for in- and of Ills environment. , stance. Do you wish me to firing a We all need food and drink to bus- | eettiMrate to the effect that I am Abel [Hudson? I can do so, although I tain life; but the moment we need ONE ARTICLE OF FOOD OR ONE SPECIAL DRINK in order to feel well or be happy, we are slaves of a habit, and should take ourselves in hand. Therefore, it is good to take a fast now and then, to prove to ourselves we are not such slaves, and to make ourselves masters of our own. appe tites. A friend writes of his Inability to enjoy life because of his digestive troubles. This friend lies Ir on always most self-indulgent; he has taken stimu li;,! . to give him an appetite, and thought that Californians disdain the written form and trusted to each-other’s honor, even to the selling of cattle and land.” "You are not a Californian." “Ah, senorita— God! what is that?” ; A tremendous knocking at the outer j door sounded ahove the clear soprano of [ “A late guest, no doubt. You are [.white like the wall. I think the low ceilings are not so good- for your health i as- the sr.arp air of the mountains. Ay, ! Dios:’* The last words came beneath her , • ... . ... , breath and she forgot Abel Hudson, d and savory dishes, to satiate The front dcor had been thrown appetite. And now he ns paying , nn{1 a cabal , cro in rid!nfT boota ^ j tfark serape wounu about his Tail figure had entered the room and flung his som brero and saddle bags into a corner. Tt was Pablo Igr.estria. He Seeks an Answer. “At your feet, senora/’ he said to Dona Luisa, .who held out both hands, welcome on her charming face. “I am an uninvited guest, but.when I arrived at San Luis I found that all the town "I had »come to Dona Luisa’s famous ball. penalty. Hero is a recipe for a simple meth- r 1 of home cure; yet it is doubt ful if this slave to his appetites will have the strength of character to pai if to the tost. Fast wholly for two days; drinking a glass of hot water -in the morning ; ; a. glass of moderately cold water (not iced) every hour. The fast will not be difficult. Mfny people have pursued their usual avo cations during longer fasts, and felt no weakness or other annoyance. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. Slave of One's Appetite. and drink the hot. milk e.nd wateri at intervals. The fifth day drink two quarts of ; the milk, and take the raw ea rs if there is a desire for more nourish ment. The sixth day repeat the diet, and on the seventh all physical ills will be memories, unless there is a more serious condition which needs a milk diet. In that, ease it is well to go into a milk sanitarium. ■Simple as this experiment is, not id reason un- aed I rode on, hoping that for friend- | [ ship s sake-sho would open her hoapita- ' The third morning substitute a Mo doors to a wanderer and let him Ilittle .caprices, but 1 glass of half and half hot milk and dance'off the stiffness of a long ride." ' E!' 1 water. And during the day drink! "You arc- welcome, welcome, Pablo” "1 answered your letter!" exclaimed “Tho’toSrth daytoke two raw eggs, saW Dol ’ a "<*• >° the -lining - l™*** furiously. "Thou ktwwest that room and get a glass of aguaxllenta, ( answered it. Thou ordy wished to then eonre back and danee until- dawn.” hunible me because I had sworn that I Igr.estria left the room with Diego I would write to no-man. Traitor! I hate wijas, but returned in a few moments Hoe. Thou were engaged, to the girj and walked directly over to Eulcgia, ig- all the time theu wart here." noring the men who stood about her. “Eulegia, believe! Believe!” “Give me this uanoe,” he whispered, I "I would not believe thee if thou kiss- eagerly. “J have something to say to j «d the cross. Thou roldft to thyg.elf: thee. I have purposely come from Mon- ! 'That little coquette, I will teach her a terey to say it.” y lesson! To think the little! chit should "Eulogia waa looking ^it him with fancy an elegant Montereno could fall angry eyes, her brain on fire. But euri- in love with her.' Ah! ha! O Dios So£“^e^ r( ^- 1 -“y ^ *>«■ 1 Gently developed to carry it out. " bis net ..=> the music.ar.s scraped To live entirely for a few days on their guitars and violins, and began any plain food, and to drink a quap- j to waltz. , tity of water at. intervals, will act j “Eulogia!” exclaimed Ignestria, .“dost as a cure to numerous maladies. But | thou‘suspect why I have returned.", the slave of his appetites must first i **\vhy should T suspect what I have become Master. . [not thought about?” . ■ ■ - ! “Ay, Eulogia! Art tjiou as saucy as | ever? But I will-tell thee, beloved one. ,, The poor girl who bore my name is r HERE are some old men wno are I , . ,, „„ dead, and I have come to beg an an- rrvt to bo desmsed. Seme are apt | . '. . swer to my letter. Ay, little one, I feel thy love. Why could thou not have sent me - one word? I was sp angry when week after week passed that no answer came, that in a fit of spleen 1 married the poor sick girl And what I suffered, Eulogia, after that mad act! Long ago I had told myself that I should have corhe back for my answer; that you had sworn you’d write no letter; 1 should have let you have your Suddenly she came face to race with Fablo Ignestria. Strong at Seventy. HERE are some old men wno are not to be despised. Some are apt to think that none but young pien can, do much. Some, indeed, shoot up like a rocket and go out like one. Others rise slowly, like fixed stars, and as th.ey are slow to rise they are slow to set. Cromwell was only a captain when 'he was 41, and his greatest deeds were performed between 48 and 56, when,he di§d. Young was an old man when he wrote some of his best poetry, and he was 60 when he began his “Night Thoughts." j Thomgs Scott wrote as much at 70 as at any period of his life. Talleyrand at the age of 80 stood at ; the head pf affairs in France under 1 Napoleon, and then under the Bourbons. When the Russians were determined to make, a stand and fight the French, before the wails of Moscow, they put old Xutsof at the head of the army in the place of Barclay de Tolly. General BTuchgr was 70 when he wc defeated at Ligny and fell under his horse, and the French cavalry rode over him; yet a day or two after he led on Iris Prussians against Napoleon at Wa terloo. After many years of warfare those old men, Wellington and Soult, stood at the head of their respective cabinets, one in England and the cither in France, preserving by their talent tlie peacte of Europe and the world. hate thee, thou false man of the world! Thou Art the very picture of the men 1 have read-about in the books of Senor Dumas; and yet I was fooled by thy first love-word! But I never loved thee. Never, neVer! It was only n fancy—because thou wert from Mont erey 1 ^ n glad thou, didst not get my letter, for 1 hate thee! I hate thee!" He whirled her into the dining room. Up kissed her me now he No cne else was then full on tho mouth. “Dost thou believe asked. She Strikes Him. She raised her little haiu\ him on the faee,\ but the sti hotter than her lips had been. “M;iy the saints roll thee in perdi tion!” she cried’ honrsi !> “May they, thrust burning coals’’tn-to the eyes that lied to me! May the devil bite off the I struck was not lit had been the night had little to say a« the^wug over the rough road, pai:t th< fences, then down between th ful tinted hills cf Los Quervc Pcmptfsa sat forward on. the !;^ feel ■ augling yist nbov high sear* the floor, ie.i o: ... . ■! . . ; i ;tl stomach, a sudden twirl of punctuating ter remarks. She loose black gown trimmed with and a black rebosa about hf Aunt Anastacia waa attired ii manner, but clutched the side wagon 'W'ftli one hand and an can sunshade with the other. “Poor Jacoba!” exclaimed Dm posa. rn h< irt fingers that made me shame myself. I ■ hate thee! 1! .1! Who r rave fooled so many men—to ‘have been rolled in the dust uy,thee!” He drew* back and regarded her sadly. "1 see that it is no use to try to con vince thee,” ho said; “and I have no proof to show that.I never received thy letters. But while the stars je*vol .he heavens, Eulogia, ,1 shall love thee ard believe that thou lovest me.” He opened the door and she swept past him into the eala. Abel Hudson stepped forward, to offer his arm, and fer the moment Fablo forgot Eulogia. “John Power!” he cried. Going on a Visit. Hudson, with an oath, leaped back- v/prd’; sprang upon the wnidow scat and smashing the pane with his pow erful hand, disappeared before the startlf'l man-thought of “Stoppirg him. [words came from her with “Catch him! datch him!” cried Ig- , outgoing and indrawing, nestria. excitedly. It is John Power;! “1 must ;iSk her for the Ife stood me up a year ago!" ** He j •!:« e cak the lord ones, whipped his pistol from the saddle-bags [ 1 have lost it." in ihe corner, and. opening the dpor, • n,, f ran .lo W n .ho road, follow..! 1 th. : oll0ta Opt. other men, shouting and firing theii pistols into the air. But they were too late. Power had ^sprung upon Jg- 'nestria’s horse and was far on his way. The next day Eulogia went With her i mother anj Auiit Anastacia to pay a I visit of sympathy to Dona Jacobs at j Los Quervos. Eulogia’s eyes were not I Wht so bright nor her lips so red as they I SI and she m Jolted cypress ; beaut5- v jJtona xheir feet. The sound of pistol shots were echoing between the hills. Smoke was arising from the willow forest that covered the center of the valley. The Indian whipped up his horse with an excited grunt, the two old women reeling and clutching wildly at each other. At the same time they noticed a crowd of horsemen galloping about a hill which a sudden turn In the road had opened to view. “It is the vigilantes," said Eulogia, calmly, fronF the front seat. “They are after John Power and Bio Lenares and their lieutenants. After that awful murder in the mountains the other day the men of San Luis and the ranches swore they would hunt them out, and ^ .his morning they tracod^them to Los I Quervos. 1 suppose they have made a | barricade in the willows and the vigi- i lantes are trying to fire them out." •Thou little brat! Why didst thou not tell us of this before and not let j tui come here to be shot by firing bul- , lets?” “I forgot.” said Eulogia Indifferently, j They could see nothing, bui curiosity, I in spite of their fear, held them to the spot. Smoko and cries, shouts and curses came from the willows; flock# of agitated crows circled screaming i through the smoke, and the men on the ; hill, their polished horses and brilMant | attire flashing in the sun. kept up a (■careless galloping, halloing and waving >f combreros. The beautiful green and golden hills looked upon a far different i scene from the cavalcades to which j they were accustomed. Even Don Roberta Duncan* a black silk handker chief knotted about his head, was dash ing on his gray horst* up and down the valley between the hills and the willows, , regardless of chance bullets. And over/ all shone the same old sun, indifferent s!'lighter and pleasure alike. Bullets Fly Thickly. “Sure, Anastacia, all those must shoot some one.” ! “O-h-li y-e-e-s." Her sister was grasping the sunshade in both bands, her eyes darting from her head, al though she never removed their gaze j from the center volume of smoke. “Ay, now we ran sleep in peace if those murdering, bandits rtre to be kilt ie. exclaimed Dona Pomposa. “I have said a rosary every night for five years that they might be laken. To hjnk that we have been petting the worst gf them, as if he were General Castro or Juan Avardo! To think, my Eulogia, that" that thirsty wildcat has hart his arm about thy waist more times than i' can count!” “He danced very well- aha!” Aunt Arustacia giggled like an iuiot. Dona Potnpora gave a terrific shriek, which Eulcghi cut in two with her hand. A raan had crawled out of the bush rear them. His Pace was black with powder; one arm hung limp at his side. Dor.a lYmposa half raised her arm to signal the men on the hill, but her daughter gave it such a pinch that she , to.!* back on the sent, faint for a rao- I merit. bulletf ler cav. But she hi duty, Ana-, acia! so stern.” “O-h-h-h, y-s-fi nstacia was preen he Only that mr When Ac pied or c: o rf-H-H l wonb j logfa a mantilla wh, ! fi.he has a ch^st' full- “Sure. Jacoba i thi “My poor friend! 1 Ay that ?" i A um n her thumbs wore a ruffles, r head, a like To Bo Continued Monday. | What*Is Sunshine? j of the Amen- A little sold amidst tlie gray— That’s sunshine; a Pom- A little Uriehtr.esa on the way— vy this '1", Riir.sHnc; 0 cf her A little xpreading of the blue, kes her A Itttle v/idenirg of tlie view. • A little heaven breaking through ’.Hit An- That’s sunshine. •d these bio need \ it tile loolcng for the light T hat’s sunshine.: •1,, for A little patience through the night - That s sunshine; V liiAe i owing the will. A. little resting cn the hill. \ little rt a ruling very Ftiil That’s sunshine. '• those little smiling through the tears— That’s sunshine; 'urrier ? A little faith behind the fears — That’s sunshine: V U; .V folding of the hand. bean. A little y'tiding of demand. # A l.'itle giaee to understand - ibLetl to That’s sunshine. I CERTAINLY DO. DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: i am in love- with a girl sev eral years my junior. I sent her a diamond locket and it was re turned by her father. I do not blame her. She Is not through school and says she can’t accept presents. I have bought her a diamond ring and want to know if I should sent it to her. « I al ways *send her candy and she never thanks me for it. I believe, from tiie w-ly she smiles at him, that she loves another man. Would you advise me to let her alone? ' TROUBLED. She is only a schoolgirl, and should not be bothered by attentions from you or from any man. Her father’s return of the locket should have been all the hint you needed to prove your attentions are unwelcome. YOU DID RIGHT. DAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: I have been keeping com pany with a young lady for the past four months. About seven girls in the neighborhood have formed a dub, to which this young lady belongs. I know two of the girls of that club to be not altogether reputable character* 1 . 1 told this girl of these two, and advised her to give up this club until these two mentioned girls either quit, or were told to do so. She immediately told me to mind my own business, so I have not spoken of it since. Did 1 do right in this case? FAITHFUL. You were right to warn her, and if you are sure of your premises and she continues to disregard your warning, tell her brother or mother what you have learned. SHE HAS CONFESSED TOO MUCH. I A EAR MISS FAIRFAX: How can a young man 18 years of age who has been going With a girl of the same age for about seven months tell if she loves him without asking her? She has already confessed to him that she cares for him. A SERIOUS PERSON. There are a hundred wayp. In the first place, she has. given him every reason for knowing it by going with him seven months. The confession that she cares for him is proof enough for the most timid mar».^ I am sorry she made it, ■Since it seems to have carried no con viction with it. • DON’T TRY. TALAR MISS FAIRFAX: 1 I am in and deeply in love with a man five years my senior. When he is with me he is very at tentive, hut he ."ometimes breaks a bate with me on account of his business. He seems to care for his business more than he does for me. How can I make him love m<‘ more, and not break dates with me on account of business engagement?? MAUDE. His devotion to hi? business will hs appreciated more by you when you are older, and know what a trail of trouble attends life with a man who neglects every business opportunity. For this reason, be glad, and don’t try to make him negligent. SHE IS UNREASONABLE. TA E A R MI S S F AIR FAX: 1 am It) and am deeply ip low* with a young lady one year younger. When I call at her home I am detained until a very late hour, which interferes with my sleep, and the consequence is that 1 am frequently late in arriving at tile office. I spoke to her of this, but she said that if I loved l»er as much as I say l do I would not mind staying late. Would you advise me to give her up on this account? VICTOR C. She is so unreasonable that if you lost your position because of your late 1 hours she would show you no sym pathy, nor in any way consider her self in fault. Tell her you can stay only so late; and stick to that res olution. i am sure she will agree rather than give you up. I WAIT A WHILE- IAEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am a young man and have kept company much with a young lady for the last five years. Re cently, when calling at her house, she acted very indifferent. I would like to have my letters and pic tures returned. Would it be proper for me to request her to return them upon returning all I have received from her? A READER. You have been close friends for five years and would end it all because she seemed indifferent? Your readiness to accept dismissal Is suspicious. Do you want your friendship to terminate? Perhaps she was cool because you have been con tent with monopolizing her for five years and have said nothing gbout an engagement. Think it over. AS A BOARDER. D ear miss Fairfax! 1 have been corresponding with a girl for over two’ years, but have never seen h<*l*j except from a picture. I am going to her home town next month ima she has asked me to come to her house land stay w’liile thOTe. I will be on business and wilt be there about two weeks. Would it be right for me to stop at her house? From what I understand it is a hoarding house. ANXIOUS. If you stay at her home it must be as a boarder, and on no other terms. It would be in better taste for you to go to some other hotel. YOU MUST OVERCOME IT. TAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: • 1 am a young girl of 16 and deeply in love with a young man of 20. How can I hide my esteem from him and how may I know that my regard is returned? ANXIOUS. You are only 16, and too young to know what love it. Put all thoughts of this man out of mind. It will mean your greater happiness when you are a few years older. CERTAINLY NOT. j TAEAR MISS FAIRFAX: J am 19 and in the wholesale business, and I have been going with a girl 16 years of age for almost a year. I asked her to marry me the other night and she said her uncle would refuse. She said she loved me. If I oan get her to consent, would you steal her or not? DON’T KNOW. She is only 16—too young for any man to steal. Your love is not worth much if if can’t wait three or four years. IT SEEMS HOPELESS. D ear miss Fairfax: I am nineteen, and dearly in love with a girl tho same age, but she doesn’t seem to love me. Her mother and father don’t like me. What can I do to gain her love, as 1 love no one else? * DEVOTED. With the girl and her mother i father ail opposed to you, I see nothS ing for you to do but to take your heart elsewhere. Up-to-the-Minute Jokes IN OLD SICILY TO-DAY’S COMPLETE SHORT STORY } 'T F difficult to realize wh it Sicily was wliiie it was under the rule of the kings, of Naples. So many old chivalrous customs, so much Old World politeness had remained in this island pf beautiful mountains that its ways were almost Arabian. You know how excessive is the po liteness of the Orientals, and polite ness of the same kfrid camp naturally to the old-time Sicilians who were not much affected by the progress of the World outside. A brainless old fellow sitting on his farm was treated with a considera tion As if he had been a feudal baron doctor will confirm this -i? FAUST SPAGHETTI is extremely rich in ^ &# stolen, the muscle, hone and flesh builder. W FAUST SPAGHETTI will reduce your meat bill WftS.Y **’*k&0^ ff two-thirds. Write for free recipe book ana find out f _ asS- the eredt vatieiv of-nnueti/ir.j.'. savory dishes that can he made \ with this nutritious, cheap L food. k **\ ^ f* A. off grocers * — | 1X i 5c a%d lOe '*• *- pachagrt -""K^ 'Kiib ' 23 . Li, i ' * £ and was honored and feared by the uncouth and wild peasants,.who sur rounded him. At Palermo th ■ most unimportant little nobl< man k',.t m his ram shackle palace two or three beggars whbrn he called his valets and proud ly entered his tumbledown old-fash ioned tumbril, which was styled “His Grace's carriage,” while he looked around to all sides to discover if per ch nncie some rascal should neglect to salute iiim proper!y. Who Would Hava Smiled? Greatly amusing it was, too, to see “il signore eonjje" go to mass on Sun day accompanied by his noble con sort, dressed in a faded, but once glo rious, gown and with ur) enormous bouquet in the hand. But who would hav4 dared smile? And when the j proud personage exclaimed: “Oh, sig- J nor, what a beautiful cane; what an i exquisite old watch you have,” who j would have been impolite not to an- ! swer as custom demanded: “Why, signor, .it is a pleasure to me to offer j it to you.” But to accept the cane or the watch would have been grossly I improper, nay almost an insult. Thus were customs in Sicily No I matte r what you might ejcprer.s your ! admiratiqn of the iv-ult would be I these words: “1 should be delighted ' if you would deign consider it your 1 own.” But it was always understood I that no such offer mu.-t ever be ac- , pied. It vias a mere •form of -po- ed in the year manager was insolently young, pretty —nay, almost beautiful*—and that she wore crinolines which creaied a shandal at. Palermo, as well as s c l- low. exceedingly Parisian chignon, her an object of hatred ladies of Palermo. But /Arotti was full of praise which made to the noble Chevalier Oa 1 'of her. “She is an keeper,” he mix feel xceedingly able booK- iid. “I always gol i up in my accounts, bui now 1 certain that .the peasants on my estat w ill no longer b^ able to cheat And he added, with some emotion: “Her name is Zelie. Sh< was cash ier in a great store in Paris, quite close.to the hotel where 1 stopped. J found U very difficult to make tfye irthntiger part with such a smart and loyal employee. She speaks -Italian, and is a perfect;lady in every way.” But the Sicilians, who felt deeply insulted, gravely shook their heads. There was not the slightest doubt that the chevalier, whp was it bache lor, was in danger of falling in Jovej with a mere adventuress, and they j felt grieved that sooner or later the J descendant of Hie noble Givarbttisi would lower himself by marrying hi? servant. • Chevalier Emilio Gavarotti’s closest- friend was his neighbor. Count 'Cesarei Umberto, who, like himself, was an old bachelor; but a proud and find i looking specimen of manhood in suite' of hi.v gray hair. He wa*. in fact.', his friend in hie house ne w Monreale. When lie departed after saluting the l>r, ;ty hnuyok*-' pt r in her offi he ex claimed: “What an invaluable secretary you have, my dear friend. This young Mndcmoteellp %elie is really stunning, and how oinrereK devoted he seems to h<a wo,*#. St.- i< -fruited worth more than her weight in gold. You have found a pea ! am -/a; housekeep ers.” Tin- Chevalier laughed. ( “Why ,my dear Ccsare, she is \ ..urs if you want her.” lie* said, jokingly. The Count did not hesitate a single moment. He went into the office where. Zelie wan sitting and said: Will You CorEo? ‘‘Mademoiselle, the Chevalier ‘’has permitted m« to take you into my service immediately. I am willing to pay twice your present Hilary. Will you come?” The young h dy. astonished and furious at being thus disposed of without .'being ronsdlted, turned to the Chevalier. “Is this true. Signor?” Emilio GavaitotiJ w as ijidignarit, but his face betrayed no feeling. “Yes, it is quite true, my child. You mav leave whenever you want to,” he said. Sicilian politeness left hjm nothing (d e to do, but he swore that he would I get even. A few days later h° rang the bell of I • Chevai mtrary. situation at all. But the did not sin lie. On tho c bit hi«: teeth together and ‘ Well. Count! Wha: do you sa;, ?’ “What should J sav?” asked Ce«*are. ■\\ fiat should you niy? Whi*. com mon Sicilian politeness requires you to offer her to me when i praise, he ■ • I did just now. Every gentleman vvould !:now what to do in your posi tion; it is only the rubble who ignore, good tone.” Tim two men stood facing each other, livid with rage. “Chevalier.” hissed Count Cesare, at hiM. “your servant belongs to you. Ink*- her hack. But you have insult 'd me. and [ am going to kill you to morrow morning" Be ing a splendid shot. he. did as he had said. The next morning a duel took place and Chevalier Oavarotti fell dead with a bullet in his heart. MIU . Zelie ended her days as Coun ters Zolie Umberto, but she soon be en mr* so arrogant that it was too much even for her husband, and more than once hy was tempted to/chasp her out of bis hoime. Many times he reproach' d himself; for having failed to follow the dictates of common po liteness: "If I had let the.poor Chevalier keep that hoyemn.” he often sighed, "she would now have been Signora Emilio Gavarntti, and my life would have been far happier and my conscience easicK." Now, it ha: . that tho Chevalier Emilio Oavarotti. J j returning from Paris, brought bade ;i j ( !;■ <• ( ?o !• •• . .i • i‘ ii s < states ,« i fields and M retire. ' r 1 that tills' considered a most irresistible Don Juan, and. the frivolous coquettish Zelie was not Mow in discovering his fine looks and manners. Count f'esare sHoffipd at .the thought tha this chftrm-* Vj risienne, who- reo with h?r account be Count Ues o bo oc-* v. outyJ i tijgnoyh j smile on bis lips. "My (liar Count." h«* mid. as soon as he was msido the dopr. “wh»i an hi com par able you have. He? Intelligence equals her loyalty, she ‘t i tviciently ;» most s- ruoulou-' and hnri j •ork v. ■: re t - i r« ■ q . t - taries.” i • visit rather un be u; i Prenios Hswkeyf Eastmans Class Finishing and En- ilms. Ixrging. A vomplete stock ^ plaice, papers, chemicals, etc special Mail C»rdcr Dei>artn:em for - i -ol own t ustoiners. fer Cntafijrjiie and Price List. A K. HAWKE'S CJ Hoa’a<( 0*7irP*»’»' ' Whitehall St. ATLANTA. 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