The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-07-18

minutes, during which the two men above
watched him in uncomfortable fascination.
| Presently he sat upright and turned his head
| toward the further end OF the room. AL
though of course there was a hideous alb
sence OF expression, yet the action was
one Of expectancy. The curtains moved,
| then parted. and q man came into the room,
a short, thick-set, misunderstanding fell
| low, in Magyar costume. He moved
| quickly across the room. carrying pistol
in his hand. Taking from his pocket a
small winch he fitted 1t to keyhole by the
window and turned it, As he did 80 the
mystery Of It's disappearance was solved,
! for from the side an iron shutter moved
| noiselessly across the window, completely
closing the aperture. This was, no doubt,
on the outside made to match the stone
wall and 30 give no hint OF an opening
We regret that we are not able TO tell all
about the Prince. There Is too much about
him to be fitted to our limited space. They
| got him out in the most complicated way
that could be devised. His mask was filed
Off and he hid behind the curtains Of the
altar in the castle chapel. Providentially
he was there when the Count attempted
out between the curtains in the nick OF time
and proclaimed: 1T is not marriagel'
minute later the happiness was his to
knock the Count down with candlestick.
The Count was about to run Won Tressen
through with q sword. with q cry OF
triumphant execratfon Zarka went forward
to lunge at him; Philippa and Galabin both
by common impulse rushed toward them,
but at the same moment Prince Roel caught
up massive silver candlestick from
stand by the wall and flung It with all his
might at Zarka. 1t struck him full In the
face and hurled him senseless TO the floor
The Count q eyes and nose were shock
ingly swollen and discolored when he came
out to jeer at Won Tressen and Galabin
the next morning. His eyes, notwith-
standing that one was half closed, seemed
to sparkle with hate, and the teeth were
displayed In set grin" His parting words
to the young men were: Il will not detain
you, gentlemen The short time before
you should be- yours. The future and u
certain lady are for me. Au revoir, gen.
tlemen." He had habit Of going up the
mountain 10 talk with spec,re-a figure
of the mist in the fashion of the Spectre
Vi lH5 pIOCkeu tlt NollL tueIc INV, anu
az the great shadow rose from an abyss
LOCO feet deep he addressed it. "Ah, my
good genius" he said, have you come
again to give me courage3 Zarka Of the
cloud and storm. help this fettered, passion
tossed Zarka OF blood and clay. Give me
my hearts desire meaning the FiaIlein
Philippal, or at le9st a sign that l shall
gain it. God or demon do with me what
thou wilt so thou grant me this. Zarka
Of the mist and mountain, give me my
prayer / have never known defeat, my
guardian genius, let me never know i'll"
great sigh came up from the abyss.
A vulture circled overhead. An avalanche
descended upon the path. Count Zarka
was gone. He was never more to know
failure az he lay a thousand feet below,
swept OUT Of the world by force that would
have annihilated regiment A candle
stick and an avalanche. There was trouble
besides, of which we have not told. But
in our opinion the Count got no more than
lie deserved.
AS for the midnight duel between the
ladies in the cavernous subcellar of the
Schloss Rozsnyo. 1t was a consequence OF
the jealousy of Royda. She thought that
Philippe was after the Count, whereas
she was never after him, unless with
sharp stick Nobody loved the Count ex-
cept Royda. Philippa had gone out to
seek her lover, Van Tressen, had lost her
way in the forest, had been overtaken by
thunderstorm. had backed up against the
wall of the castle for shelter from the fury
of the tempest, and was standing there
quivering with fatigue and fear, when
a small iron-studded door in the castle
wall opened behind her and Royda reached
out and pulled her inside. The jealous
maiden insisted on a duel in the armory.
Il could kill you where you stand II l chose,
she said in answer to Philippians natural
and seemly protestations. "The words
were Kissed out in the very boiling heat Of
passion"
They descended into the armory. and
as soon as they had got there Royda set
down the candle and struck Phippa
smartly in the face. "Ah" said Philppa
and anything she might have said would
hardly have been surprising. Royda
fetched two rapiers, and struck Philippa
with one of them in order still further to
provoke her A great livid vale" showed
itself on Philippa's shoulder when she had
taken off her shirt waist. Philippas skin
shone "dazzlingly white against the sombre
surroundings Royda was olive-hued and
of perfect contour. They fought with
natural grace, fury, and wary circumspec-
ton, Philippa got it in the neck (really),
and Royda was run through the sword arm.
As Royda staggered and fell, Phtlippa
assisted her to settee and cried: 4Oh,
am so sorry! What fools we have bccn!'
The storm had ceased when Philippa
emerged from the castle. The world was
bathed in almost violent moonlight. Won
Tressen saw her from a distance as sho
passed from the castle into the forest
1t must have been nearly o'clock, and
he wondered what explanation she would
make when he called next day.
Tho Public Works or Cities
In Municipal Public Works." by S.
Winery (The Macmillan Company, we
have a book intended, the author saws,
for the inexperienced city official and for
the urban citizen. The idea has been to
avoid technical treatment of the subject
and to deal with principles rather than with
the details of practice There are fifteen
chapters. which take at first a general
view and proceed to particulara Tbara