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NONE BUT THE BRAVE
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, l, at least, would keep my word, and so
l went on up the walk again to the side
door and into the room where we had
captured the maid and where the light
still burned. Then on into the front
hall. Listening a moment and hearing
naught. / called her name.
| A stifled exclamation came to me
/ through the oak under the stairway, and
the panel slid softly back There was
no light, but what worked its way across
the back hall from the other room. Yet
could 1 see her as she stepped out from
the black hole, saw, too, that she leaned
toward me. so that l caught her, or she
had been on the floor.
What new mood was this? She was ly-
ing in my arms, her head on my Shout
ders, sobbing with the convulsive gasps
of child, She clupg to me till the
grip hurt my shoulder.
What is it. Deborah" I asked
Hush! What is III There's naught
wrong now. They're zone, child"
Yet still she sobbed on. For the life
Of me l could not help it-she seemed
so like a child-snd I patted her shout
der softly and bade her calm herself.
Il cannot! cannot" she sobbed.
God help me for such another hour!"
why how should so brave girl
fear dark corner"
Take me away! al. wilt not take me
away from here?"
Come, now" said l, moving to the
back room.
THAT mani" sh, cried in terror,
locking up into my face with fright
ened gaze. rs he gomez"
Long since" said l. as soothingly as
might.
rs he dead? Did / kill a man."
"Dost know you saved my life?" l
asked, holding her close. There came
a convulsiye grip on my shoulder again.
Thank God, Thank Cod" she muir
INJURED. But did kill a man."
NO, surely not" said l. Yet the
fellow lay in his new made grave. cold
and stiffening. But she had so wild and
tIdLtu lOOh III nef eyes / udEtu NOT
add to her terror. And twas well l
did so, for with a long sigh the nerves
relaxed, and | lifted her in my arms
and carried her oft of the house into
the cool morning air and down to the
road with never a word nor move from
her.
Twas a sweet burden to carry. and,
as ! moved along she sighed again. in
her conscious condition, and reach
ing up one round arm put it about my
neck. So could l have carried her a
hundred miles. Was It not enough to
make the warm blood flow back and forth
to your heart? And would not man
give half his days to feel such another
slowly throbbing against his coat? For
the life OF me ! could not forbear to
take the longest way to the gate-'twas
but a paltry step at the longest.
Come to the roadside, however. and by
the horses, / sat down upon the grass
and still holding her waited in silence
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= ONE Of the finest dogs in the
country arc owned by people il
~ this city. Mr.. Clarence Moore's
French bulldog, which took
the prize at the Paris Exposition.
and for which its owner paid $500, is
said to be the best dog of this breed in
the United States. The French bulldog is
a recent breed, comparatively, having
been first shown in this country in 1896,
and directly afterward sprang into
great favor.
There is now a French Bulldog Club,
membership in the American Kennel
Club. The extreme difficulty attending
the breeding and rearing of these dogs,
as in the case of all large-headed
breeds, precludes the possibility of their
ever becoming common, and they are
only found in the possession of the
wealthy. They resemble their English
cousins somewhat in appearance,
though they are less ugly and charac-
teristic. while their disposition is tame
and gentle.
Mr.. Lee Philips is the possessor of a
fine dachshund which it would take a
large amount of money to buy
Probably the best Irish terrier in
town is that Of Miss Alice Riggs.
Mrs. stilson Hutchins is the owner of
lack Pomeranian valued at $3.50 The
Pomeranian, known also as the Spitz,
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And had ny arm about her again;
for, indeed, the girl could not stand
You are too weak to walk. and you
must trust 10 me as a gentleman-as q
friend-as a.
Husband"
u did not say So
You thought it. perhaps?"
Ny thoughts are my own, mistress -
Indeed, sir ,ancied they were any
ones who might look on your facet
Docs my face, then, say 1 am a viii
lain?"
Co. dost not see, stupid" cried she,
how safe l feel with you out OF that
terrible house? Could | smile and joke,
think you, after that, If were not as
free as air-only a little weak and
tired and"
And then of a sudden she leaned her
head against my shoulder and wept
softly. holding my arm tight the while
do not cry so. mistress, Wilt not
rest quietly moment till strength
comes to YOU"
You do not understand a woman
cried she, between sobs. Go away and
leave me-leave me alone!'
What the fend l should do now |
could not guess. till l bethought me of a
pocket flask of brandy in the saddle. and.
laying her quietly by the roadside, |
was there and back in a moment, and
had forced her to take a swallow or
two. After that. without more ado, |
threw the reins of the two horses over
one arm, ar1. picking her up. started
down the road for the village just as the
first signs Of dawn appeared over the
hills.
For time she lay quiet again. hold
ing me tight by the shoulder; and grad
ually the strong liquor and her own
self-control checked the quiet weeping.
Thus. still lying close, she said:
You must not carry me. 'Tis too
great BURDEN
Il could carry you to New York and
not know it,"
Am l of so little consequence. sir?"
You are-you are-oh, child. child
you Know well what you are, ana now
little the burden of carrying you weighs
me down." Indeed. | said ii somewhat
bitterly, for everything was by the ears,
whichever way l might look.
For answer, she moved little, turn
ing her face up to me.
Where are we going?"
ITO the village below here. where you
can be warmed by fire ard have some
woman to care for you
Il need no woman to care for me-"
she said quickly. And l am quite sat
isfed now. But will it please your high
ness to let me try and walk a btu
Setting her down | held her while she
felt her own weight, and then finding
she could indeed stand she let me lift
her on Roger, and with one hand on my
shoulder and the other on the good
beasts neck, she rode and | walked into
the village, just as the morning rays
spread over the land.
The dear SUM-" she said. softly.
There it is, as bright and clear as if
there had been no dreadful night" and
she added presently: 1T seems that We
are destined to take early morning
jaunts together
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for very fear that she might wake and
force me to let her &C. And then she
drew something of long breath and
opened her eyes
"'Tis quite right here. now" said l.
I'VE be in the road far from the house, "
and she turned her head slowly, looking
up at me. her cheek touching my coat
And | saw that the fear was gone.
why, where are thy nerves, girl?'
cried, with laugh. Could not a man
laugh for very JOY of life at such face
| lying close to him, and looking up al
him so with never fear nor doubt, but
oh, what world OF trouble in the eyes
| II indeed there be one who could not
let him get him to nunnery, for he
is fool.
You will not leave me?" she muir
INJURED.
God forbid said / fervently. And
she moved a bit in my arms and drew
another sigh.
So sat quiet for a space, Roger gaz-
ing down at me in wonder. And after
little she moved again.
What Is it," said l, softly, for fear
of waking her.
Il think can sit up now" she an
swered.
mo. no." | insisted. you're much toe
weak" And no doubt she was.
Il think that-that 'twere better
cbouId CO IA chic with u trar. pF borccIi
creeping into her voice.
Nay, child" said | again. twill be
your certain death. Lie still"
Since when, sir, have you acquire,
the authority to command me-" she
asked, yet never moving TO rise. There
she lay close to me. her face as pale as
the moonlight. yet giving the hint of the
petulant raillery in her eye and voice.
According to one, Marvin by name.
had right TO command her and as
her closer to me, and looked down in her
eyes. and said not a word.
MIR. Balfort."
Aye. twas over, There sat Mistress
Deborah bolt upright beside me, taking
up the tresses OF her long hair with
hands that might shake a little, but
with no wavering in her face. Still
said not word. Indeed. l did not like
to meet her eye just then.
81 think | shall get up and walk a
little" came in a constrained voice from
her. And she forthwith attempted to
rise But had it not been for quick
grasp from me she would have fallen,
and so, with nervous laugh, she held
to my arm again and looked up at me.
Forgive me. dear friend, You were
right l am as weak as any nervous
girl Indeed. l am ashamed of such
faintheartedness."
Never a trace of faint heart is there
about you" answered, warmly. But
you have had a night that might well
strain the nerves of strong man. Wilt
take my arm and walk"
She looked at me searchingly and
made the trial. Then on a sudden she
seemed to sink from me. and grasped my
arm heavily, murmuring with that
strange nervous laugh in her voice:
81 am so sorry. but-but will you
would Won help me to a"
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came into bad odor several years ago
from the fact that many bites resulted
from its handling, and some cases of
hydrophobia. Notwithstanding this fact,
however, it is, and promises to continue
TO be, fashionable dog. Men who have
the care of dogs are very shy of the
Pomeranian, for it is a fixed belief,
whether well founded or not. that it is
of very treacherous disposition and
its bite extremely dangerous even when
the animal is not affected with rabies.
Senator Lodge owns a beautiful lot of
Scotch and Boston terriers. Concern
ing this later comparatively recent va
riety, it may be noted that it is purely
a manufactured breed. 1t first made its
appearance in the Hub of the Uni
verse" and should, therefore. perhaps,
be the most eminent of the dog kind
Nevertheless, there are some who claim
that it is little else than what is known
in England as the butchers dog
Mr.. T. E. Roessle, the well-known
proprietor of the Arlington, owns an ex-
quisite pair of Japanese spaniels Both
Blenheim and King Charles spaniels are
exceedingly rare in Washington, there
not being as many as half dozen peo-
pie possessed of them.
Champion Black-and-T Tan.
Sir Avon" the champion black-aud-
tan of the world, is owned by Oliver P.
Ingersoll. of Whitney Avenue, Mount
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I walked on in silence, still holding
her arm.
Why so silent. sir? Do you not
know that my nerves need cheering uD?
And vet you are as glum as an OWL
4 am thinking where I should be now
if it had not been for your courage last
night"
And is your life so serious matter
as all that?"
NO. tbs not, indeed And if the fell
low had touched me, little would have
been missed from the world today"
There came heavier grip upon my
shoulder. ana looking up, 1 saw her
leaning toward me. with the new sun
light gllstening on something in the
eyes that looked earnestly down at me
And wilt fall morose too, because ]
wept? File, how weak and foolish! How
like woman," And yet I'd sworn t was
not that those filling eyes said to me.
Mistress Deborah" said /. taking her
hand from my shoulder. DO you care
| the least how l feel? Dost know what
would say?"
Aye. sir, you would tell me if this
be not the very same village through
which We passed but a few days since
Damn the village!" quoth l, softly
in some dudGeon.
'Sakes.' cried she tbs pretty
town. Why shouldst damn it, since we
may yet breakfast together there-you
| and |, at our first meal-you and /. the
rebel chieftain and the loyal maid.''
So We rode on into the village. and,
stopping at the first house of respectable
| look, went in and found a good woman.
who took Mistress Philipse and helped
her to arrange her toilet. So | stood
by the door, waiting her return. being
myself, to tell the truth, worn out with
the nights work and the excitement of
the past few hours. | stood thus when
a horseman came by from the north.
AS he drew near. in spite of my own
thoughts l could not forbear a smile
For he was the most comical- looking bit
of humanity it had been my fortune to
meet in many a day. The horse was
nearer dead than alive. lanky of limb,
and seeming to have more corners and
angles than the famous Rosinante of the
Spanish writer's Don Quixote-a fierce
looking beast with long teeth and no
hair in his tail. Yet he covered the
ground, however strange his gait. But
the rider looked as he might have come
from a powder magazine that had blown
him sky high and dumped him all shat
tered on the earth. He wore no hat and
his long hair stood out every way but
that which it was intended it should
stand. while the poor mans clothes were
ripped and torn, and hung in shreds
about him. One boot was gone. and the
blood stood on his brow and cheek, dried
and black. AS say. l could not f0rbear
laugh at his wild appearance; and then
it dawned on me that the man wore the
shreds of a Colonial coat and cavalry
uniform. Seeing me in the doorway, he
pulled up with such a suGdenness that
the strange beast he rode promptly sat
down. Thereupon he dismounted and
old Rosinante lay quietly at full length
in the road
What in the name of the devil have
you there, MANI" cried |.
''Ye have Colonial dress, SIR" said
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the poor wretch saluting. but gazing out
of his bloodshot eyes suspiciously. Are
We perchance an American officer"
told him ! was.
DO ye. then. know aught of one. Lieu
tenant Balfort. Morton Balfort?"
Yes said I. equally cautious And
what of him.
Il have a message for him.
Il am he"
Again he looked at me.
How am l to know" he asked
l thought moment and then said:
Did you meet any American troops
going north some hours ago.
Yes. sir. Cavalry, under two of
ficers."
These officers. Do you know their
names"
Yes. sir
They were Lieutenants Curtis and
Acton" said 1, land carried British
prisoners"
Your pardon. lieutenant" said he,
humbly; and then grasped the door-post
in evident exhaustion
sit down. man, and say on" said l.
He sank down on the step.
Il missed you at the fort, and came
on-the road above-I met Lieutenant
Curtis-he told me you were below at
the ferry-before l got there some hell
hound fired from the woods and killed
my horse-three Of them took me-rob-
bed me. by God, sir-saving your pres
ence. sir-got my dispatches and read
them. and kept them-I fought them
hard. sir. but twas no use-and then one
of them hit me a crack on the head. and
-mayhap they left me for the crows. for
when | got to again. there was l by the
wayside in the bushes-and I'm not so
sure of what did, but remember getting
farmer to give me that lump of clay
over there. and So" with a wan smile,
80 | got on
picked the poor fellow up, and babe
him tell me If he knew the message or
who twas had sent it.
1T came FROM Tappan. sir, yester-
day"
From headquarters? cried |. r.
Aye. sir, from the general himself"
What was it, man? What was it?''
TITS strange, now" he muttered. put
ting his hand to his head. II heard that
son of hell read it but a few hours
SINCE"
Think. man. think" said l, roughly.
Yes, yes" cried he. looking up at
me. Twas an order from the com
rander- in-chief-for Lieutenant Balfort
to report at headquarters at once-aye
at Tappan. Could We, could ye give
me drink of water sir?''
Turning to get the drink for him, l
saw that Mistress Philipse had heard his
message, and | would have given much
to read her thoughts then.
We'll done. my man! Come, let Inc
take you in here" and we carried him
into the front room, and laid him on a
sofa. and gave him his fill of water.
Then. while he lay quiet, l turned to
her.
viii you come to our breakfast? -
said she. with just shade of embar-
rassment in her tone, and otred on her
cheek.
Mistress" said |. had you aught
to do with the attempt to rescue Andre?
Nay. tbs an unfair question:" added
hurriedly, for there came sudden
change in her eyes. 81 will ask another.
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instead. You heard this mans tale.
Will-will others know Of the message?"
Does the lien eat the mouse which
gnawed his bands in twain?" she asked.
1T depends upon how hungry the lion
IS"
After breakfast the lion would not
be so hungry
Then. it depends. too. on whether the
lion is chivalrous lion"
DO you think she isl" she asked.
slowly. looking out across the street.
l took her hand and kissed it gently.
and said:
Il think she is. But I cannot stop
for breakfast must be gone at Gnce."
and we moved out to the door. What
am to do with you?'
She looked up without the shadow Of
smile.
You might sell me-or, perhaps soma
man would be willing TO hire
Madam, you jest upon serious
topic
Your duty bids you stay with me-"
said she, seriously now.
You know cannot"
rs, then, Mr.. Washington 20 much
more important than your-than II"
'''Tis an unjust query. l must obey
him."
You promised to obey me until death
should us part"
Was she making sport of me again?
Wilt take me with you?" she cried
impulsively.
''win you go?" I asked, grasping her
hands.
TO ride over the land together for
days and days?'
AYE. forever, Wilt go. Deborah"
And wouldst take a spy into WASH
ington's very headquarters"
And is not the lion chivalrous?" I
asked again. earnestly.
What a foolish boy she said. softly.
with smile. giving my hand a little
shake And yet half to herself, land
yet I'D not have you say otherwise.
Nay. | stay here with good Mistress
Apthorp-'tis all arranged half an hour
ago-till her husband tomorrow takes
me to the Tarrytown lines. Then to
hcme again. she added, with a sigh,
Ito home and the misery | tried to
avoid" The quaint humor in her was
all gone again, and she seemed almost to
droop. An unreasoning anger got t1s
better of me. thus such condition
should exist. This wretched war did
naught but deprive me of-aye, of what?
What. indeed? l could not for the life
OF me tell, Maybe much; maybe naught
at all,
"Good-by. Mistress Philipse." said I,
'Good-by. lieutenant" said she. tax
ing it.
And then. somehow. drew her little
toward me and looked down into her
eyes-great, brilliant eyes of brown
depths. God fo' give me. they were not
for me, and | Strengthened instinctively.
Over the upturned face went slowly
rising color. as she said very low:
TITS a very weak and unhappy
and a desperate mouse" l inter-
rupted.
And So
Roger went up the road under me.
snorting in Amusement at the extraor-
binary pace demanded of him.
Ito Be Continued Next Sunday.)
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ITO Be Continued Next Sunday.)
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Dr.. Cecil French's English Bulldog.

Mr.. Ingersoll has the prize cards OF
the bull terrier show at the Metro
politan Opera House, New York and
also the big show at Madison Square
Garden, where ne purchased Sir Avon. -
He scores 100 points. which gives aim
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the title OF champion OF the world IN
his class-"toy black-and-tan, seven
pounds and under" He has very thick
coat Of fine. glossy hair, ike satin. OF
course. he has all the tan marks that
the authorities call for. He has very
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CHAPTER x.


w JE LEFT the house with the
NM prisoners as quickly as pos
Y V sible, the dead being buried.
and after continuing with
the troop up the road for some distance,
! turned back on the excuse OF having
LEFT something.
IS I came near the house again my
mind misgaye me. Would she wait?
Would she trust me still? 1t would
take the devil himself to tell her mind,
and I could not judge. l had seen her
now but three or four times, and yet I
knew at least twenty different humors;
and Heaven knew how many more she
had 1T her call to do her bidding. still,
she should not have caueo 10 Doubt mo
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Pl asant This dog is, as far as known,
the best bred of this species that has
ever been shown in the country, and is
the winner of several prizes at Madison
Square Garden shows. It's owner mas re-
fused 81 900 for it.
Arizona republican., 1902-02-27
A TOWN IN TERROR.

Lancaster. Pa. Feb. 26.-Residents along the river frclt at Columbia are in a state of terror. The worst flood of recent years is being experienced. The ice on the Susquehanna broke about 4 o'clock this afternoon between Colum- bia and Marietta and rushed down the stream until it reached the dam just below Columbia. where jam was formed. Then the water began to back up and ia a short time had risen eight or nine feet. Water entered the boiler room of the electric light plant, drown ing the fires and leaving the town in darkness tonight. The tracks of the columbia & Port Deposit railroad at some places are submerged and piled with ice
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fer attention. proposed the health of the President of the United States and Kaiser Wilhelm and called upon White lowed by MT. Ridder. Prince Henry, Charles Emory Smith and Charles W. Knapp.
 The dinner was concluded at 11:+5 P. m., and the prince immediately left. accompanied by his suite. He was very heartily cheered as he went out of the banqueting room.
 Previous to the press dinner Prince Henry visited the Arion club, Ger man singing society.
 The imperial party was escorted to the beautifully decorated balcony of the club, where they were joined by Mayor Low and others. The party witnessed the parade of the veterans of the FrancC-Prussian war of 1871. There Were about 5000 men in line. After the passing Of the procession the prince en- tered the hall. where he faced the sing ing chorus of the society. about 100 in number. all in evening dress. The chorus promptly broke forth into an inspiring song called Der Todlten der Lltis." written in commemoration of the brave crew or his majesty's ship, the Lltis. sunk some years ago. when a score of German sailors lost their lives. After listening to other German s-uSs tine party at S:30 o'clock left the Arion club and proceeded to the Wal dorf-Astoria to attend the dinner of the Staats Zeitung.
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ROOSEVELT REBUKED
 BY SOUTH CAROLINA
A Relative of Senator TiIlman Made
 the Vehicle for Its Conveyance

Augusta, Ga, Feb. :5.-Lieutenant Governor James H. Tillman. who is in this city. says that today in deference to requests by wire from subscribers to a fund for a sword to Major Micah Jenkins. he telegraphed as follows to President Roosevelt:
 "A short while ago I had the honor to address your excellency a letter re- questing that on the occasion of your visit to Charleston, you present a sword to Major Micah Jenkins, of the First United States volunteer cavalry, of whose gallant services you spoke so highly, your words being engraved on the scabbard. You accepted the in vitation, for which I thank you. I am now requested by the con;ributors to the sword fund to ask that you with draw the said acceptance.
 (Signed) JAMES H. PULLMAN, Late Colonel First South Carolina Vol
 unteer Infantry and Lieutenant Gov
 ernor of South Carolina
 In explaining the sending of the tele- gram, Lieutenant Governor Tillman said:
 Tt is with much regret that I am required to send the telegram I did. cs- pecially in view of the fact that I am