The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-09-06

 an account of his adventures in Chat tanooga and he gave it. When she came to Souri's part in his escape Laura was visibly affected; indeed so intensely were her feelings wrought upon by tsis portion of the story that she started at every sound. realizing the more perfectly that Marks neck was still in jeopardy. Then came an account of the trial; the march to the courtroom; the wait ing for the counsel; the arrival Of Cap tain Cameron Fitz Hugh. Captain Cameron Fitz HughT' Then it was all out that Laura's lover had defended the spy, and Lau- ra confessed that she was Fitz Hugh's betrothed.
 In the midst of the excitement at- tending all this Mrs. Fain entered car rying a silver tray, on which was basket of cake and a decanter and glasses.
 "A little luncheon may not be amiss, Mr. Rhett," she said. 'T don't know. your South Carolina customs in such matters, but my daughter and I occa- sionally take biscuit at this hour."
 Mark rose and faced about. His hand went to his heart, and he bowed low. Laura, too. rose and stood look ing at her mother.
 Madam said Mark. "can I ever forget this kindnessT'
 eff you will discover the ore you seek on our property shall feel am- ply repaid" said the lady sententious- ly.
 'Trust me, madam, I will have dilt- gent search made"
 "Are you geologist?
 ''None but geologist would be hunt ing for ore in the government service"
 *That is a fascinating study" re- marked Mrs Fain, who was great reader and very intelligent woman
 Now Mark, though an educated man and born to taste for the sciences. unfortunately knew less about the profession he had temporarily adopted than any other.
 'There are some curious geological facts" Mrs. Fain went on. which al- ways interest me. I was reading yes terday that a famous geologist has said that centuries-I have forgotten how many-were consumed while Mi agara falls were wearing their way from Lewiston to the present site. How long was it, professor2 I'm sure you have that title."
 '1t could not have been less than i've hundred years, madam" said Mark, laying great stress on the fig ures as something enormous.
 ''Five hundred? thought it was something like twenty thousand"
 Mark perceived that he had made gross blunder, but it would never do for him to acknowledge it.
 "I am aware" he said, ''that such is the opinion of a certain school of geologists with more assurance than brains. refer to those scoffers who are continuously trying to find evil dence against the Mosaic account of creation, but I regard their position untenable."
 There was a pleased look on Mrs. Pains countenance. She belonged to the Baptist denomination and believed thoroughly that the world was made in six days of twenty-four hours each.
 Professor" she said, withdrawing from the room at the same time. '1 trust that you will remain in the neighborhood long while. and beg you to honor us by making this house your home in the meantime" Mark was standing with a half filled glass of wine in his left hand. while his right was on his heart. Mrs. Fain made her exit through the door by which she had come, opening into the dining room. As the door closed Mark was bending to the floor, admirably representing a South Carolina gentle man of the olden time. He heard something like low cry half surprised. half terror-from Lau- ra. Turning quickly toward her he saw her eyes fixed in a stare on some object at the door opening into the hall Another turn of his head and there stood the figure of Captain Cameron Fitz Hugh. Twice before had Mark seen that face. once when Fitz Hugh had ap- preached the Fain house the morning Mark had left it for Chattanooga. and OACC WACh tuC yOuuS SodAC0CAotS ha0 defended him at the trial. No sooner had Captain Fitz Hugh laid eyes on Marks face than he rec ognized the spy he had defended at Chattanooga.
 Professor" he said coolly, 'you are very adroit."
 Mark turned scarlet. and then ashy pale. For a moment it seemed that his legs would not support him.
 'Since you are so good at extricating yourself from difficulties. you have fine opportunity to show your skill now" Fitz Hugh spoke with his hand on the handle of his pistol. May l trouble you to throw up your hands. professorY'
 'It is not necessary" said Mark. q am unarmed."
 A picture of his certain fate flashed across his mind, and he wished Eitz Hugh would shoot him. "On your word of honor"
 "Why do you ask such a question? You know that am an arch deceiver." "At any rate. you are a gentleman. Never mind throwing up your hands"
 Laura remained silent, staring at them both as though she had lost her reason Had she hundred things to say her tongue could not have been mp1Q to uttpr 0Dp