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CHAPTER NXVI.

D'ri came soon with the horses. one
the black thoroughbred of Louise which
had brought her on this errand. We
gave them free rein. heading for the
chateau. Not far up the wOOds-pike
we met NJ. de Lambert and the old
count. The former was angry, albei.
he held himself in hand as became a
gentleman. save that ne was bit too
cool with me.
my girl. you have upset us terri
bly," said the learned doctor. II
should like to be honored with your
confidence"
And with your kindness. dear
father" said she. as tears began fall
ing. II am much in need of IT,"
She has saved my life, m'sieur,"
said.
Then 60 TO your work. said he
coolly. land make the most of it,"
"Ah. sir, had rather"
"GOod-by," said Louise, giving me
her hand.
"Au revoir," said quickly, and
wheeled my horse and rode away.
The boats were ready. The army
was waiting for tho order, now eX,
pected at any moment, to move. Gen
Brown had not been at his quarters TO,
a day.
Judas PRIEST" said Dri. when We
were alone together, tibet air gal d
go through fire an water fer you.
"You re mistaken" said.
mo. hain't nuther." said he. Ell
be, IN reg'lar out-an'out fool
hand over fist"
He whitfield moment thoughtfully
Ain no use talkin'." he added, "a
can tell boss from a jack.rabbit any
day"
Her father does not like me-"
suggested.
Don't hev to-" said D'ri calmly.
He cut deep slash in the stick he
held. then added: Don't make NJ
odds ner no difference one way err /
other. did mt like tn measles, but
! he'd 10 hev EN-"
HE II never permit a marriage witt,
me-" said.
1T amt Necessary" he declared
soberly. In this ere country don TEX
only tew I mex bargain. One o. the
blcssin's O liberty"
lie squinted up at the sky. deliver.
ing his confidence in slowly measured
phrases. to wit:
wouldn't give ten cents fer no man
NJ II give up gal less he d orter-
nut fer nuthin' ner nobody"
! was called out OF bed at cockcrow
In the morning. The baroness and q
Iootman vera at tho door,.
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1890. and as he went away. my jail
err banged the iron door without lock-
ing 1t. Then | lay down there in the
dark, and began " tell off the time by
my heartteats. ALLOWING forty-five hun
dred to the hour and was not far
wrong. thought much OF his lord
ship as | waited. To him | had been
Of some service but, surely not
enough to explain this tender regard,
involving. as il must have done, brib-
cry and no small degree Of peril to
himself. My counting over. tried the
door. which swung easily as | put my
hand upon it. The little corridor was
dark and | could hear no sound save
the snoring of a drunken soldier, COM
mitted that day of fighting, as the
turnkey had told NE. found the
small window. and slid the sash, and
let my boots fall to the ground then
climbing through and dropping on
them. 1t was dark night. but |
was not long in reaching the road and
pacing my way to the path and river.
His lordship and boatman lay in the
thicket waiting for me-.
This way" tho former whispered
taking my arm and leading me to the
mouth of little brook. where boat
was tied, the bottom muffled with
blankets. ] took the stern scat. his
lordship the bow and We pushed or.
The boatman. a big, husky fellow, had
been rowing long hour when we put
into a cove under the high shore Of
an island. | could see moving glow
back in the bushes. 1t swung slowly,
like pendulum of light, with mighty
nit and tumble of shadows. We tied
our boat, climbed the shore. and made
slowly for the light Nearing 1t. his
lordship whistled twice. and got an
swer. The lantern was row still; 1t
boots; and suddenly saw it was Dri.
| caught his hand, raising 1t to my
lips. We could not speak, either OF
us. lie stepped aside. lifting the
lantern. God! there stood Louise. She
was all in black. her head bent for
ward
Dear love-" cried. grasping her
hands. "why-why have you come
here?"
She turned her face away. and spoke
slowly, her voice trembling with emo
ton.
TO give my body to be burned"
said she.
turned, lifting my arm to smite the
man who had brought me there; but
10! some stronger hand had struck
aim, some wonder working power of
KIND that removes mountains. Lord
Noniey was wiping his eyes.
l~"1 cannot do this thing" said he.
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CHAPTER XIV.

How empty and weak are my words
that try To tell of that day. | doubt
if there is in them anywhere VIVA.
may suggest. even feeby. the height
and depth of that experience or one
ray Of the light of her face. There arc
the words nearly as we said them
there are the signs, the chances. the
tears; but everywhere there is much
missing that fair young face and
thousand things irresistible that drift
in with every tide of high feeling. OF
my history there is not nue.. more TO
write albeit some say the best is uh
TOLD.
| had never such hear of lead as
went with me TO my work that after
noon What became of me | cared not
straw then, for | knew my love was
hopeless. Dri met me as ! got off
my horse at the harbor His keen eye
saw my trouble quickly--saw near 10
the bottom of il.
Ben hit?" said he. his great hand
| on my shoulder.
with trouble answered. Torn
me up little inside"
Thought So he remarked soberly.
Judas PRIEST ye lux es eff shell 'ad
bu'st'n yer cockpit. Ain nuthin' IL
sple man quicker. Sheer off leetlc
an git out o range. An member,
Ray, don't never give up the ship.
Thet airs whut Perry tol' us
said nothing and walked away. but
have always remembered his counsel,
there was so much of his big heart in
1t. The army was to move Immediate
~. in that foolish campaign of Wilkin-
son that ended with disaster at Chrys-
ler's Farm. They were making the
boats, small craft with oars, of which
three hundred or more would be needed
to carry us. We were to go eastward
ON the river and join Hampden, whose
corps was TO march overland to Platts.
burg, at some point ON the north shore.
Word came. while | was away. that
| down among the islands our enemy
had been mounting cannon. 1t looked
rs II our plan had leaked. as If, in
deed, there were good chance of our
being blown out Of water the first dag
| of our journey. SO, before the army
started, was to take D'ri and eleven
others. with four boats, and go down
to reconnOitre
We got away before shutdown that
day, and. as dark came, were passing
the southwest corner OF Wolf island. !
was leading the little fleet, and got
ashore, intending to creep along the
edge and rejoin them at the foot Of
thu island. had cow-bell mutcd
with cork, and was to clang ii for a
signal in case Of need. Well, | was a
hit more reckless that night than ever
] had been. Before had gone twenty
rods ! warned them to flee and leave
me. ! heard move in the brush, and
was backing Off when light flashed
on me. and felt the touch of bayo-
net. Then quickly saw there was no
help tor me. and gave the signal. for
! was walled In. Well. am not going
to tell the story of my capture. My
saber could serve me well. but, heavens!
| ii was no magic wand such as one may
read in the stOry-books. | knew then
1t would serve me best in the scabbard
There were few words and no fighting
IN the ceremony. gave up. anG let
them bind my arms. In two hours they
had me in jail. knew not where. In
the morning they let me send note
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clever girl came near taking me, horse
foot, and guns, that moment. She
spoke so charmingly. she looked so
winning, and then, was it not easy to
ask il | were the lucky one? She
knew ! loved her. ] knew that she had
loved me. and I might as we'll con-
Tess. But no; I was not ready.
you must be stern with the others;
you must not let them tell YOU"
went on.
"Ciel!" said she, laughing, lone
might as we'll 20 to nunnery. May
not a girl enjoy her beauty? II is
sweet to her"
But do not make 1t bitter for the
poor men. Dieu! ! am one of them.
and know their SORROWS"
And you-you have been in lOve?"
desperately" answered, clnging
by the finger-tips. Somehow we kept
drifting into fateful moments when n
word even might have changed all that
has been-our life way. the skies above
us, the friends we have known, our
loves, our very souls,
She turned, smiling. her beauty
flashing up at me with power quite
Irresistible. | shut my eyes a moment.
summoning all my forces. There was
only step between me and-God
knows what!
Captain. you are q foolish fellow"
said she, with little shudder. And
l-well. I am cold. Parbleu, feel my
Aand."
She had drawn her glove quickly,
and held out her hand. white and beau
tiful. a dainty finger in a gorget of
gems. That little cold. trembling
hand seemed to lay hold of my heart
and pulled me to her. As my lips
kouched the palm felt It's mighty
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CHAPTER XVII.

Sooner or later all things come I'd
an end. including wars and histories
a Gods mercy. and even the lives OF
such lucky mon as T. All things, did !
say? We'll, what wonder. for am I not
writing of youth and far delights with
hand trembling of infirmity? All
things save one. I meant TO say, and
that Is love. TIE immortal vine, with
its root in the green earth, that
weathers every storm, and "groweth
not old and climbs 10 paradise; and
who eats of its fruit has in him ever
a thought Of Hcavcn--a hope immortal
as itself
This book cf my life ends on a bright
morning in the summer of II. at thu
new home Of James Donatianus La
Ray. Comte dc Chaumont, tho chateau
having burned the year before.
President Monroe is coming on the
wOods-pike and veterans are drawn uu
in line to meet him. Here are men
who fought at Chippewa and Lundy't
Lane and Lake Erie and Chrysler'l
Farm, and here are some old chaps
WIZ l'uSu' Ipbs1 OTioIt az
and TicOnderoga Joseph Bonaparte
the ex-king of Spain, so like his mighty
brother al ST. Helena. is passing tho
line. He steps proudly in ruff1es and
green velvet Gondolas with liverie6
gondoliers, and filled with fair women
are floating on the still lake, now rich
with shadow pictures of wood and Sky
and rocky shore.
a burst of melody rings in the great
harp of the woodland In that trumpet
peal it seems a million voices sing:
Hail. Columbia. happy land.
Slowly the line begins to limp along.
There are wooden legs and crutchea
and empty sleeves in that column D'ri
goes limpinS in front. his right leg
gone at the knee since our last charge.
Draped around him is that old battle
flag of the Lawrence | march beside
him, with only this long seam across
my check TO show that had been with
him that bloody day at Chrysler s
We move slowly over d green field to
the edge Of the forest There. in the
cool shadow. are ladies in white, and
long tables set for feast. My dear
wife, loved of all and more beautiful
than ever. comes TO meet us.
Sweetheart" she whispers. Il was
never so proud to be your wife"
And an American I suggest, kiss.
ing her.
And an American" she answers
A bugle sounds; the cavalcade j:
coming.
THE President" they cry, and We
all begin cheering.
He leads the escort on black horse,
fine figure in military coat and white
trousers. his cooked hat in hand, a
smile lighting his face. The count re-
ceives him and speaks our welcome
President Monroe looks down the war
SCARED line a moment. His eyes Ill
with tears. and then he speaks to us
Sons of the woodsmen,' says he
concluding his remarks. you shall live
in the history Of greater land than
that We now behold or dream Of and
in the gratitude OF generations yet I'M
born. long, long after We are turned to
dust"
And then we all sing loudly with full
hearts:
O land love'-thy acres sown
With sweat and blood and shattered
bone
Gods grain. that ever doth increase
The goodly harvest of his peace.
1.-THE ENID
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Love is not love unless IL be-" She
paused, thinking. "Dieu! from soul to
soul" she added feelingly.
She was looking down. a white. tap
| cred finger stirring the red petals of
the rose. Then she spoke in low,
sweet tone that trembled with holy
| feeling and cut me like sword of
the spirit going to its very hilt in my
soul.
Love looks to what is NOBLE" said
she. "or it is vainit is wicked; it
fails: IT dies in day. like the rose.
| True love, that is forever"
What If 1t be hopeless?" whis-
pered.
"Ah! then It is very bitter" said
size, her voice diminishing. 1T may
kill the body, but-but love does not
die When 1t comes"
There was breath Of silence that
had in it a strange harmony not of this
| world.
"'When 1t comes'?" whispered
you see the coming Of a great king"
said she. looking down thoughtfully
her chin upon her hand.
"And all people bow their heads"
I said.
EYES, she added, with a sigh, ito
give their bodies to be burned, il he
ask it. The king is cruel--sometimes."
"Dieu!" said He has many cap
tives."
She broke sprig Of fern. twirling it
in her fingers; her big eyes looked up
at me, and saw, know, to the bottom
of my soul
But long live the king" said she.
her lips trembling, her checks as red as
the rose upon her bosom.
Long live the king" murmured.
We dared so no farther. Sweet phil
Osopher inspired of Heaven, could
mot bear the look of her, and rose
| quickly with dim eyes and went out of
the open door, a revelation had come
to me. Mere dc Dieu, how ] loved
that woman so fashioned in thy image
She followed me. and laid her hand up
on my arm tendcrly, while l shook
with emotion.
"Captain.' said she. in that sweet
voice, captain. what have done"
1t was the first day of the Indian
summer. a memorable season that year.
when according to an old legend, the
Great Father sits idly on the noun
tain-tops and blows the smoke of his
long pipe into the valleys. In a mo-
ment | was quite calm, and stood look
ing off to the hazy hollows OF the far
field. ! gave her my arm and without
speaking. We walked slowly down
garden path. For time neither broke
the silence.
II did not know did not know
she whispered presently.
And 1-must-tell YOU" | said broll-
emily. that THAT l."
'Hush-sh-sh. she whispered, her
hand over my lips. Say no more.
say no more. If it is true. go--go quick
ly. | beg of you.'
There was such note of pleading in
her voice. hear it. after all this long
time, in the hushed moments of my
life, night or day. "Go-gO quickly,
beg of you!' We were both near
breaking down.
"Vive lie roll l whispered, taking
her hand.
"Vive le roll" she whispered, turn
ing away.
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The spiritualist Mediums Eyes.

DIR. Maxwell of Bordeaux has OBJ
served tiny spots in the iris OF the eyes
Of all mediums with whom he has come
III contact. 1t Is not question Of
different colors. The spots he has OBJ
served In all his good mediums have
generally been round black marks bear
Ing vague resemblance to a cats
head, a birds head or cats paws.
Sometimes letters appear to be traced
ON the iris, and DIR. Maxwell knows
medium in whose left eye the letter NJ
is very clearly and distinctly marked
DR.. Maxwell now asks for further In
formation. There seems good reason
for asking, at any rate. whether abnor'
malities Of the iris might not be re-
sponsible for the mediums hypothetical
power Of seeing things which other
people canuot.-Annals Of Psychlcal
eslencA.
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There was n dignity in the manners
Of NJ. de Lambert TO me formidable
and oppressive. II showed in his tall,
erect figure, his deep tone, his silvered
hair and mustache. There was a
merry word between the kisses of one
daughter; between those of the other
only tears and broken murmur.
ooh. papa" said Louison. az she
greeted him. II do love you--but
dread that-tickly old mustache. Mon
Deiu! what lover--you must have
been!"
Then she presented me. and put
her hand upon my arm, looking proud
~ at her father.
MY captain" said she. Did you
ever see handsomer Frcnchman?"
The are many, and here is one, -
said he. turning 10 the young. count,
who stood behind him--a fine youth.
tall, strong-built. well-spoken, with
blond hair and dark. keen eyes. adj
NIT frankly | had not seen better
figure Of man. ! assure you, he had
the form Of Hercules. the eye OF Mars.
il was an eye TO commissioner !:
for had small reason to admire his
courage when ! knew him better. He
took a hand of each young lady. and
kissed it with admirable gallantry.
"Dieu! it Is not so easy always to
agree with ones father" said Loulson.
We went riding that afternoon
Theresc and her marquis and Louison
Ind I. The first two went ahead of us:
NE rode slowly. and for a time no word
was spoken. Winds had stripped the
timber. and swept its harvest to the
walls and hollows. where it lay bleach
Sng in the sun. Birch and oak and
maple were holding barred arms 10 the
wind. as if to tougher them for storm
and stress. felt IA mighty sadness.
wondering If my own arms were quite
seasoned for all that was to come.
The merry-hearted girl beside me was
ever like day Of June-the color
Of the rose in her cheek. its odor a.
ways in her hair and lace. There was
never an hour of autumn in her life.
Alas. you are very silent man
said she, presently, with little sigh.
Only thinking | said.
'Of what?"
"Dieu! of the dead summer" con-
tinued.
Believe me. it does not pay to
Think she interrupted. II tried it
once. and made a sad discovery"
"Of what?''
"A fool" said she. laughing.
Il should think tit might have
been a coquette.' said !, lightly.
why, upon my word" said she,
II believe you misjudge me. Do you
think me heartless?'
For the first time saw a shadow in
her face.
"No; but you are young anA-and
beautiful and
What" she broke in impatiently,
rs hesitated. Il long to know"
Men will love you in spite of all
you can do" ! added.
Captain" said she, turning her
face away.
Many will love you. and-and You
can choose only One-a very hard
thing to dO-possbly."
Not hard" said she, "if I see the
right ne-and-and-he loves me al
30"
had kept myself we'll in hand. for
] was full of doubts that day; but the
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to Lord Ronley. who was now barely
two days out of his own trouble A
week passed: was to be tried for
spy, and saw clearly the end Of 1t all
Suddenly, q morning when my hopes
were gone, I heard the voice Of his
lordship in the little corridor. A keep
er came with him to the door of my
cell. and opened II.
1.-THE doctor" said he.
"Well, WELL old fellow" said Ron
ley, clapping me on he shoulder, you
are Ill, I hear
Really, | do not wish to alarm you"
said. smiling, "but-but 1t does look
serious"
He asked me 10 show my tongue, an
I did so.
Cheer up said he. presently; 81
have brought you this pill. 1t is an
excellent remedy"
He had taken from his pocket a
brown pill of the size of large pea,
and sat rolling it in his palm. Had he
brought me poison?
Il suppose il is better than"
He shot glance at me as If to COM
mand silence. then he put the pill in
my palm. saw it was of brown tissue
rolled tightly.
Don't take it now" said he; too
soon after breakfast Wait half an
hour. A cup of water" he added. turn
ing to the guard. who left MS a moment.
He leaned to my ear and whis-
pered--
Remember said he. g is a, and
" Is b, and so on. Be careful until the
guard changes
He handed me a small watch as he
was leaving.
1T may be good company" he re-
marked.
unrolled the tissue as soon as I
was alone. 1t was covered with these
fisures:-
21-24-6-13-23-6
2l-16-15-lC-S-9-2! 4-6-l3-13 5-l6-16-19
22-15-13-1G-4-12-s-5 13-1O-7-21 2O-14-c
1913 24-lo-l5-5-16-24 1o-l5 4-1G-19-19-1O
6-1G-19 3-2-4-l2- 21-16-94-2-13-13 SIG 10
10-S-9-21 21-1G 13-lG-2-5 13-6-7-2l 200
17"2-4-6-20 21-l6 l7-2-2l-S 13-6-7-21 81
16 19-10-23-6-19 19-l0-S-9-21 21-2l-6-15-
21-26 21-16 2l-9-1O-4-l2-6-2i.
made our the reading shortly as
follows
'"Twclvc Tonight coll door unlocked
LIT small window IN corridor. Back to
wall go right To- road Left two hundred
PAGES TO path. Left to river. Right TWEEN
~ to thicke.'
Having read ne figures. rolled the
tissue firmly. and hid il in my ear.
1t was day ot some excitement. re-
member, for that very afternoon was
condemned to death. A priest. having
heard OF my plight. came that even
ing. and offered mo he good ministry
of the church. The words. the face,
of that simple man, filed me with
deep tenderness for all who seek in the
shadows of this world with he lantern
Of Gods mercy Never. so long as |
live, shall An i'll word of them go I'M
rebuked in my hearing He left he Mt
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"Ah. my captain. there is trouble. "
she whispered. IN. de Lambert has
taken his daughters. They are going
back TO Paris, bag and baggage. Left
in the evening""
by what road?"
THE turnpike militaire."
Thanks. and good morning."
said. II shall overhaul them"
/ called D'ri. and babe him feed the
Brown. but he and Wilkinson were on
the latter's gig. half n mile out in the
harbor. scribbled note to the
farmer-general and. leaving it. ran 10
the stables. Our horses were soon
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horse. and then added:

horse. and then added:
"Ner they can't nuthin' conquei
EN-"
Soon after two o'clock we turned II
at the chateau.
We we're n merry company at lunch
con. the doctor drinking our health and
happiness with sublime resignation
But had TO hurry back--that was TIL
worst of 1t all. Louise walked with
me to the big gate. where were Dir
and the horses. We stopped mo-
ment on the way.
Again." she whispered. her swee,
face on my shoulder. Eyes. and al
often as you like. No more now--thers
is D'ri. Remember. sweetheart,
shall look and pray for you day and
night"
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when was umpring in the Amert
can league" says Joe Cantillon. Il took
an acquaintance ont 10 the south side
grounds one day and sent word In te
Comiskey l had n friend with me foI
whom ! wanted pass. Back came
Secretary Fredcricks with an armful
Of passes and instructions from tho
old Roman to give my guest every 40
tention, as l was the first umpire hG
had ever heard Of who had Q friend on
earth"
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Temperance Lecture In Figures.

One distillory company in Kentuck,
turns ont every seven days 100 bar
rcls of sweet mash whisky. The out
put FOR = year would be GO 400 barrels
The cost OF all this to the manufactur
ers may be fairly estimated at 1914.
400. ana they receive from the whole
salcr a profit of from 81 to 50 per bar
rel The government comes in for {
nice little rakeoff. but the fellow WHIT
has to pay 1t all. including Transports
ton charges, government and local II
cense fees, salary Of barkeep and rem,
OF buildings, is the man before the bar
and for these 60 400 barrels Of booze hs
let's go of S24 ,761,67 and then goes
home and beats his wife because sup
per isn't ready.-Lincoln (Neb) Jour
nal
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Expert Advice.

Mrs Sourly. YOU have been married
for several years. and | am about Il
take unto myself a husband. VIVA
advice would you give me?''
Learn to play solitaire. "-Detroi
Free Press
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~ -
D'ri and I
BY IRVING BACnELLER
Author II "Eben Holden" "Darrel Of
the Blessed Isles" Etc.
CHAPTER NXlV.

Copyright, 1901, by Lothrop Publishing Company