The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1908-09-22
(Contlnued from Last Issue.)
ByMsrsdifb Nichclscc


tage." remarked Durand. "He Is quite
deep. in fact. | wish 1t were he we are
trying 10 establish ON a throne and not
that pltiful scapegrace in Vienna"
Il gave him his chance down there
In the valley. and he laughed at me II
is quite possible that he Is not fool
and quite certain that he Is not COW.
ard"
Then he would not be a safe king
Our young friend in Vienna is good
deal Of fool and altogether a COW.
ard We shall have TO provide him
with a spine at his coronation"
IF we fail'- began Chauvenet.
You suggest fruitful but unpleas.
ant topic. Ii we fail we shall be fortu.
nate IL We reach the hospitable shores
OF the ArgentIne,fQr future residence
Paris and Vienna would not know Us
again. II Winke,ried succeeds in Vi
emma and we lose here. where do We
arrive;"
ave arrive quite where Mr.. Armitag,
chooses 10 land us He Is a gentleman
Of resources; he has money: he laugh
chcerfully nj misadventures: he la
| had you watched by the shrewdeS.
eyes In Europe. and you are cot sldered
a hard man To keep track OF. my deas
DuraIil Ard not least Important. b,
has tonight snatched away that ltth
cablCgram that was the signal 10 Win
kelried TO go ahead. He is very al
Il MI D
mitage Even Zmai. whose knife made
MIN a terror in Servia. seems unable To
cope with him"
"And the fair daughter OF the val
ley
"Pishl We are not discussing III
young lady"
Il can understand how unpleasant
the subject must be TO you. my dear
Jules What do you Imagine she knows
OF NJ. Arinltagc? II he is the man We
think he is. and a possible heir TO a
| great throne. IL would be Impossible
| for her To marry him"
Ellis tastes are democratic. In Mon
tana be Is quite popular"
Durand flung away his cigarette and
laughed suddenly.
HAS il occurred to you that this
whole affair Is decidedly amusingf
Here we are In one OF the free Ameri-
can states about TO turn a card that
will dethronc a king II We are lucky
And here is a man we are trying TO get
out OF the way-a man we might make
king II he were not a fool. In Ameri-
ca, Ii touches my sense of humor. my
dear Julesr'
An exclamation from Zmai arrested
them. The Seevian Jerked up his horse,
and they were instantly at his side.
They had reached point near the
bunting preserve in the main highway.
1t was about half past o'clock, an
hour at which Virginia mountain
roads are usually free Of travellers.
and they had been sending their horses
along as briskly as the uneven roads
and the pace of Zmars laggard beast
permitted.
The beat of a horses hoofs could be
heard quite distinctly in the road
ahead OF them. The road tended
downward, and the strain Of the as
cent was marked in the approaching
animals walk. In a moment the three
men heard the horses quick snort Of
satisfaction as Il reached leveler
ground. Then, seeming the other ami
mails, II threw up its head and Weighed
shrilly.
In the dusk OF starlight DuraEd saw
Zmal dlsmount and felt the Servlan's
big, rough hand touch his In passing
the bride Of his horse
"Waitr said the Servian.
The horse of the unknown paused,
nelghed again and refused to go far
Their. A mans deep voice encouraged
him in low tones. The horses OF
Chauvenet's party danced about rest
lessly. responsive TO the nervousness
OF the strange beast before them.
who goes there?'
The strangers horse was quiet for
an instant. and the rider had forced
him so near that the beasts upreined
head and the erect shoulders OF the
horseman were quite clearly defined.
Who goes there?" shouted the rider,
while Chauyenet and Durand bent
their eyes toward him, their hands
tight on their brides, and listened.
waiting for Zmal. They heard a sud
den rush Of steps, the impact OF his
giant body as he flung himself upon
the shrinking horse, and then a cry OF
alarm and rage. Chauvenet slipped
down and ran forward with the quick.
soft glide of cat and caught the
bride OF the strangers horse. The
horseman struggled In FINALS great
arms, and his beast plunged wildly.
No words passed The rider had kick
ed his feet out OF the stlrrups and
gripped the horse hard with his legs.
His arms we're flung up to protect his
head, over which Email tried h force
the sack.
'The knifeY" bawled the Servian.
"No!' answered Chauvenet.
''The DEVIL" yelled the rider. and
dug his spurs into the rearing beasts
tanks.
Chauyenet held ON valiantly with
both hands TO the horses head. Once
the frightened beast swung him clear
OF the ground. A few yards distant
Durand sat on his own horse and held
the brides of the others. He soothel