The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1907-03-20


in rags to be called prince. There is
much to be accomplished, much to be
forgiven, before there is Prince Dan
tan Of Dawsbergen again"
You are faint and weak" said Lor-
~, suddenly perceiving his plight.
'The hospitality of the castle is yours.
The promise we made few days ago
holds good. Her highness will be proud
to receive you when you are ready to
come to the throne room. I am Gren-
fall Lorry. Come, sir; rest and refresh
Yourself in our gladdened home. An
hour ago we were making ready to rush
into battle, but your astonishing but
welcome news is calculated to change
every plan we have made"
''Undoubtedly, sir, it will. DAVIS
bergen hardly will make fight to re-
lease Gabriel. He is safe in your dun
geons. If they want him now they
must come to your strongholds. They
will not do it, believe me" said Ravone
simply. ''Alas, I am faint and sore, as
you suspect. May lie down for an
hour or two? In that time you will
have heard from your wardens, and my
story will be substantiated. Then l
shall be ready to accept your hospital
ty as it is proffered. Outside your city
gates MY humble followers lie starv-
ing. My only prayer is that you will
send them cheer and succor.'
No time was lost in sending to the
gates for the strollers who had accom-
plished the marvel of the day. The
news of Gabriers capture was kept
from the city's Inhabitants until veri-
fcation came from the proper sources,
but those in control of the affairs Of
state were certain that Ravone's story
was true. All operations came to a
standstill. The movements Of the army
were checked. Everything lay quies-
cent under the shock Of this startling
climax.
"Hang it, growled Anguish, with
uuizzical grin as Rayone departed IN
der the guidance Of Count Halfont
himself, this knocks me galley west.
I'd like to have had hand in it 1t
must have been great. How the devil
do you think that miserable little gang
Of tramps pulled it OFF,
Harry" said Lorry disgustedly,
"they taught us trick or two"
While the young princess was being
cared for by Yetiye's own maids in one
of the daintiest bedchambers of the
castle Beverly was engaged in writing
brief but pointed letter to her Aunt
Josephine, who was still in st. Peters
burg. She had persistently refused to
visit Edelweiss, but had written many
imperative letters commanding her
niece to return to the Russian capital.
Beverly now was recalling her scat
tered wits in the effort to appease her
aunt and her father at the same time.
Major Calhoun emphatically had or
dered her to rejoin her aunt and start
for America at once. Yesterday Bev-
erly would have begun packing for
the trip home Now she was eager to
remain in Graustark indefinitely. She
was so thrilled by joy and excitement
that she scarcely could hold the pen
Father says the United States pa
pers are full OF awful war scares from
the Balkans. Are we part Of the Bal
kans, Yetivew she asked 'He says I'm
TO come right off home. Says he'll not
nav nickel Of ransom if the brigands
catch me, as they did Mis- Stone and
that woman who had the baby. He
saws mother is worried half to death.
I'm Just going to cable him that it's all
off, because he says if war breaks out
he's going to send my brother Dan over
here to get me. I'm having Aunt Jo-
sephine send him this cablegran from
st. Petersburg: They never fight in
Balkans. Just scare each other. Skip
headlines, father dear. Will be home
soon. Beverly How does that sound?
It will cost a lot, but he brought it
upon his own head And were not In
the Balkans, anyway. Aunt Joe will
have fit. Please call an A. D. 7. boy,
princess. I want to send this message
to st. Petersburg"
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boudoir half an hour later she was far
from being the timid youth who first
came to the notice of the Graustark
cabinet. She was now attired in one
Of Beverly's gowns, and it was most
becoming to her. Her short, curly
brown hair was done up properly; her
pink and white complexion was as
clear as cream, now that the dust Of
the road was gone; her dark eyes were
glowing with the wonder and ipferest
Of nineteen years, and she was, all in
all, most enticing bit Of femininity.
"You are much more Of a princess
now than when 1 first saw you,"
smiled Yetive, drawing her down upon
the cushions Of the window seat be-
side her.
But she was such pretty boy"
protested Dagmar. You don't know
how attractive you were in those
Candace blushed. ''Oh, they were
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