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Special Correspondence OF The star.
LONDON, March 1. 1913.
0NE of the most amazing literary
~ men, in the world is missing. anu
his friends, being unable to discover the
slightest trace of him, are beginning 10
believe that he is dead. This is Sir Wal
ter Strickland, a rich English baronet
aged sixty-two, who is the lord of some
p ,OOO acres and who has spent his life
in wandering about the earth's surface
making queer researches, writing freak
books. tracts and poems and. getting
into trouble with the authorities or many
lands. whose rule he never has hesitated
to criticise on the slightest pretext.
Sir Walter. who was last heard of at
Marseille, has been missing since the Isl
of December last. and for several weeks
past the personal column of the Times
has contained an advertisement. signed
by his solicitors, in which he is earnest
ly requested" to communicate with them
at once. They say. however. that they
are still without a reply, and the tear
is beginning to grow that Sir Walter has
fished in troubled waters once too often,
and that he has met his death at the
hands of one of those agents whom gov
ernments. sometimes use and always dis
avOW.
One Of his friends once dubbed Sir
Walter the ar-anarchist-gypsy. He
has been wandering about the world for
thirty wears now botanizing. studying
natural history, translating Horace and
Moliere making collections of all sorts
of queer things and writing violent
pamphlets and verse against everything
established Only once has this strange
yagrant of literature been in London,
this being in 1899. when he succeeded to
the title, and then he stayed here only
a week. His family is an ancient one
They are said to have been settled In
Strickland before the conquest. and a
Sir Thomas Strickland bore. the banner
of ST George at the battle of Agincourt
The first baronet was. one OF Olivef
Cromwell's lords. member of the sHam
house of peers created during the great
rebellion.
The last news of Sir Walter Strickland
came in the shape Of characteristic
post card. which the baronet wrote to
the secretary of a naturalisfic society In
Yorkshire This post card, which an
nounced the sending of packet OF
Shells. was dated from a hotel in Mar
seille, and gave the writer's next address
as .Poste Restante. St Raphael. but Sill
Walter lis not at st. Raphael. nor Is there
any trace of his having been there. When
he left the Hotel Veritas in Marseilie
the earth appears to have swallowed
him up.
4 x
The baronets first literary work was a
monograph on Some Forms OF sand
This was written in 1882. when its author
was thirty-one years old. He travelled u
Italy from 1892 to 1893. and again In
19os-ll. While ON his first visit some
riotous strikers were shot by the troops
This. to Sir Waiter Strickland consu'
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tuted massacre. and he wrote an ironie
lode in Praise of Lead, two stanzaS Oh
which follow:
Mob starving desperate fudge.
That howl for bread. s.rs.
Brave soldiers never. bni9e,
But give 'em lead, sirs.
Leads the best paracea
For poor mems ills,
And bullets the least Gear.
Most drastic Fills.
These remarkable verses furnish Sooo
idea of the quality of the baronet must.
He was a versatile writer. anyhow, Ms
publications including short stories. la.y
tales, dramas and works of folk. lore, pc
sides his political and naturalistic WORKS.
Like another eccentric English paronet
the renowned Sir Edwin Durmns-I-aW,
renee, Strickland held decidedly Original
theories about Shakespeare. He wrote
and published an extraordinary pampGiet
ir; which lie declared that the pard was
not English. but o. Italian or 'e"isn
blood and that he was an atneist, ana
was ..biaca-haired. with dark drown eyes
HE tho majority OF literary geniuses.
The family name OF Shakespeare, he sa.d
was originally Scacciosperanza.
Sir Walter went to Australasia in 1910
to study flying fish. but they dld not
come up to his expectations. SO he look 10
shells instead. and collected these along
the Australasian coast as Well as In
India. Ceylon ana Malaga. Meanwhile
he paid his compliments to his own coun-
trymen in the fi,s.named country
win Asia ever rouse itself" he wrote,
land says to this alien slime OF weasei,
toad and lseeii: Behave yourselves or
go?
This ..alien slime de, the EnglishD IS
also styled ..Tne Anglo-Indian camcrra
of liars. thieves and assassins; who have
DESTROYED tie independence or lndla py
q series of crimes. butcheries perfldies
and forgeries.
Soon after penning this sunny essay,
TN, baronet wrote and published a pa
thetic poem on growing Ole, a satire on
inaividuai;sm, and study or iennyson'
the latter decidedly uncomphmehtafy 10
the late poet laureate.
The year 1908 found him in Java, BUSY
parody ing well known hymns AT ira
yan.ore ne made a stay or seven months,
result poem On Fire Flies, and some
exceedingly sarcastic verses at the ex-
nense OF Indian officials. Here he adopt
ed two native boys. whom he brought
with him to Europe. They are settled In
Munich and Zurich, respectively, and one
of them is busying himself with studies
of spiders eyes.
AS one would expect. the baronet had
all sorts of queer dietary fads. He di-
vidDed foods into aerial foods" tobacco
was one of these). fluid foods and solids.
Opium lie termed IAN excellent food, and
SO, he said. were alcoholic drinks of all
kinds i'm moderation. The roe of the
large hawk moth" he found particularly
good eating. and other foods he recon-
mends are chocolate. meat extract and
sanquinacci.
4 few months ago the baronet decided
to go to China. almost the only country
which he had left unvisited. Hence his
journey to Marseille. where he applied
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of the vault with a knife blade or 9TH
err instrument. without turning IN an
alarm. This secondary protection IS
controlled by an outside office Which
also registers in the office of the cap
tain of the watch on supplemental
system
The Treasury Department employs
force of sixty-seyen men to guard the
nations treasure at all times. casuai
observer nassing this building in the
evening would imagine that everything
was calm and serene in connection with
II vet if he were permitted to enter
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craze of Men and Women


craze of Men and Women
~ of Paris-"A Thousand
Bottles at T h'o.uss an d
Francs!"-Heilig Tells How
the Perfumes Are Manufac-
tured-All Sorts of Ingredi-
ents Used in Their Com
pounding-The Perfume Ar
tiste, Who Does the Work
Perfume Princess Recently
Declared That a Woman
Could Not Be Well Dressed
in Paris on Less Than $40, 900
a Year.
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Hen We think of
the vast millions of
money stored in
the fourteen vaults
in the great Treas
ury building we
are led to inquire
as to what means
have been adopted
to insure its safe
keeping and to
make it absolutely
impossible for any
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500 for a bottle
of perfume.
In the Paris re-
tail trade they
whisper, "A thou
sand bottles at a
thousand francs"A
which, means that
one of the great
perfumers is on the
point Of launching
LOCO bottles at this
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unprecedented price apiece. VIII the!
sell their thousand? Probably yes. 1t is
calculated that there are thousand
women. in Paris who willvnot SO much
crave to say: az have one. as to say. L
did not want it, but he insisted on buying
Ii for me-
The women of Paris have the perfume
craze And, naturally, there is perfume
princess.
In this boom. when perfumes were
never so complicated. strong. lasting, yet
subtle and true to nature. and never SO
dear. it might be hard to surpass the
connoisseurship of Marguerite Carrie.
wife of the director of the Opera Comiaue.
the luxury Of a GiIda Darthy, who has
RothschiId millions behind her, or the
science of. lamar d'Elviry, mysterious
priestess of the dance who scintillates her
Jewels in the salons of the Polignaes the
Mumms or the Russian ambassadors.
Yet they are not the perfume princess.
IS
1T is lima Brozia, the ravishing beauty
who recently declared that woman can-
not be well dressed in Paris under $4O-
600 year-perfumes not included. For
much of what you read here, / must make
acknowledgment equally to her gracious
condescension. precious introductions and
perfect experience based on astonishing
money burning. Even when l seem to
talk 1t is often the perfume princess.
have seen some of her bills from Hou-
bigant's. One reads as follows:
!, grand modele unknown perfume. 49,. $40 no
litres toilet water i'd id........-... $500
boxes soap id. id. 20 cakesI. ......... 1890
I perfume burner Observation-Disclosures. 81. 90
q sachets tlngerief i'd i'd. 54.U0
y sacrets tcorsage, id. id. 800
Ia bottles bath salts. .............. 1890
G boxes rice powder tking's Carnatiouy 1890
Total .................. $243.0g
And all, apart from the rice powder
and bath salts, was merely for the per-
fume of one day per week, or of certain
gowns: that is to say. when the luxurious
woman might fancy the suave odor of
Houbigant's Unknown.
linda Brozia certainly buys as much
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Special Correspondence of The Star.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-03-09

PARDS, March /. IyI,
T is coming.
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The treasurer delivered to the ship
ping room of the .treasnrer's ONCE the
sum OF s1,0Ss. 100000, which was turned
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men, and the first of these to spring
to the beach and mount the stone stair
way to the inn, was met at the top;
warmly greeted, by old Pierre him
self! Mon Dieu! To see the new
conner was like old timesl Only now.
the landlord observed jestingly, the
profits would be small! But fig to
parsimony, in these days when mems
patriotism should be large; do what
he, the Black Seigneur, would with
the new ship, even il he sunk her, pro-
vided it was in good company, and he
went down with her himself! To which
protestations the other answered; pre-
scented his companions, and greeted
the assembled company within.
Busy at great board, laden with
comestibles interspersed with fagons
of wines, Nanette welcomed him brief
ly, and again his glance-keen and
assured, that of a man the horizon of
whose vision had widened, since last
he stood there-swept the gathering.
But apparently, one he looked for was
not present, and he had again turned
to the young woman, question on mis-
lips, when on the garden side of the
house a door opened. 1t revealed a
Towering background, a plateau, vel
low in the last rays of the sun; 1t
framed, also, the slender, black-clad
figure Of a girl, above whose white
brow the waving hair shone like
threads of gold.
AN old friend Of yours, my Lady,"
called out blunt Pierre.
A moment the clear, brown eyes
seemed to waver; then became steady,
as schooled to some purpose. She
came forward composedly; gave the
Black Seigneur her hand.
lam always glad to see old
friends!" said my lady, with lift of
the head, over-conscious, perhaps, of
the concentrated gaze of the company.
He looked at her; made perfume
tory answer; she seemed about to
speak again, when the hand he let fall
was caught by another.
"Elise!" From among those who
had come ashore, man in fashionable
attire sprang forward, little thinner
than when last she had seen him, and
more cynical-looking, as slightly soured
by world-contact and the new tenden-
cies of society.
my Lord!" Certainly was my lady
taken unawares; a moment looked at
the Marquis as If little startled; then
at the Black Seigneur:
"a pleasant surprise for you, my
Lady," said the latter. But you owe
me no thanks! An order from the
chief of the Admiralty. properly signed
and countersigned, directing me to
transport the Marquis de Beauvillers
hither, was not to be disregarded!"
"a somewhat singular dispensation
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or twice I've let a word slip. But she
noticed not"
mo Doubt" The island girls
voice expressed a fine scorn. How
ever, It matters little. Speaks she ever
Of the Black Seigneur" suddenly.
No. Why?"
Why not?" Nanette's tone was
enigmatic.
II don't understand"
AT any rate, she is better off here
than yonder in France, IL tidings be
true" said the other irrelevantly.
"Ah, ma belle France!" murmured
the old man regretfully. "How she is
torn within-threatened from without!
But fortunately she has her defend
ers," his voice thrilled, brave men
who have thronged to her needs.
suppose" he continued abruptly, its
to arrange about the new ship that
brings the Seigneur once more to the
islandW
Il suppose So" assented the other
briefly.
"a true Frenchman, Pierre Laroche,
your father. has shown himself, in CIV
ing one Of his best ships to the cause!
Although perhaps he would not have
been so ready" thoughtfully, had not
the Paris Assembly seen fit to appoint
Andre Desaurac in command of all the
vessels to guard the coast against the
intrigues of the French royalists with
foreign powers and aliens! Well, well,
he will find here many old friends!"
Yourself. for example. Father. who
helped him in the courts to establish
his right to his name." said the young
woman quickly.
And you. Mistress Nanette," the
kindly eyes lighting with curious, in
dulgent look, who went to the Mount
alone, unaided, to"
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you won't soon. unless"
The end of line struck the sand.

The night had almost passed; its
last black hour, like pail, lay over
the sea, where, far from the Mount, a
ship swayed and tossed. In the mar
row confines OF her masters cabin, the
faint glimmering Of a lamp revealed
man bending over a paper, yellow
and worn; the lines so faint and deli
cate, they seemed almost to escape
him!
How strange, after all these years, the
sight of your handwritingi-and now, to
be writing you! Yet is II meet-to say
farewell! For that which you have heard,
NOR ami, is true. I am going to die. You
say, you heard I was not well: l answer
what really you heard; the question, mon
ami. beneath your words! And,
dying, It is well with me. 1 have wronged
no soul on earth-except you, my friend,
and you forgive me. 1 had hoped
You say they have not. 1t is wise
you are going away.
The reader paused; listened to the
sea; the moaning and signing, like
voices on the wings Of the storm.
You speak in your letter about "trick-
ery"-used to estrange usl Think no more
of 1t, l beg you. What Is past, is gone
as 1, part of that past, when we were
boy and girl together-soon shall be. And
come not near the Mount. There can be
no meeting for us on earth. l send you
my adieu from afar. 1t Is only a
shadow that speaks mon ami.
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debonair manner he had assumed. be
spoke Of his escape from the Mount;
months of hiding in foul places. amid
fields and forest, with no word Of her;
his success, at last, in reaching Paris.
and, through rumor, learning where
she was, and Fastening to her
A bluff voice interrupted further ex-
plantations and avowals; the steaming
fesh-pots, 1t informed the company.
awaited not soft words and honeyed
phrases; monarch in his own dining
room, ostentatiously conscious, per
haps. of his own unwonted prodigality.
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CHAPTER xxxIv.
Some Time Later.

The little Norman isle, home Of
Pierre Larocne, so wild and bleak
looking many months Of the year, re-
sembles a towering garden in the
spring; then, its lap full Of buds and
blossoms, smiling, redolent, It lifts
itself from the broad bosom Of the
deep. And all the light embellish-
ments of the golden time 1t sets forth
daintily; fringing the black cliffs with
clusters Of sea campion, white and
frothy as the spray, trailing green Ivy
from precipitous heights to the verge
of the wooing waters, whose waves
seem to creep up timorously, peep into
the many caves, bright with sea-anem-
ones, and retreat quickly, as awed by
a sudden glimpse of fairyland.
Near the entrance Of one Of these
magical chambers, abloom with
strange, scentless flowers, sat, a GER
tain afternoon in April, man and a
woman, who, looking out over the blue
sea, conversed in desultory fashion.
From what your father tells me,
Mistress Nanette," the man, an aged
pTlobl, Was bpOdhluB, Tic OOl6u0uE
Desaurac should be here today?"
my father had letter from him a
few days ago to that effect" answered
the young woman somewhat shortly.
Let me see," apparently the old
man did not notice the change in his
companions manner, "he has been
away now about Year, 1t was In
July he brought the Governors daugh-
ter to the island one day and sailed
the nextl" Nanette made a move
ment How time fies!" he sighed.
Let us hope 1t assuages grief, as they
sayl You think she is contented
here?"
THE Lady Elise? Why not? At
least, she seems so; has with her,
her old nurse, my aunt. who fortu-
nately escaped from the Mount"
But the death OF her father? It
must have been terrible blow-one
not easy to forget!"
"Of course" said Nanette slowly,
"she has felt his loss"
The old man gazed down. 81 have
sometimes wondered what she knows
about the causes of the enmity that
existed between his Exoellency and
the Black Seigneur?"
The others eyes lifted keenly.
when last did you see her. Father?"
"She comes often to my cottage to
walk and"
"Talk?"
well. yesl" The fine, spiritual face
expressed a twinge of uneasiness.
About the past?"
The priest shifted slightly. Some
timesl An old man lives much in the
past and 1t Is natural to wander on
bit aimlessly at times, and"
Confess. Father, she has learned
much from you?" Nanette laughed.
mo, no; l trust"
"Surmised. then!" said the girl
She is one not easily deceived. Clev-
er is my lady! And you talk, she
says nothing. but leads you on!"
MAY; I'll not believe-'tis true once
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of Providence. nevertheless!" observed
the nobleman dryly. After our-what
shall We call it?-little passage of
arms? You must acknowledge, how
ever. that in truth the Lady Elise and
myself had some reason to discredit
your assurances that night"
Far be it from me to dispute 1t. my
Lord" and the Black Seigneur turned.
while the Marquis, slightly Struggling
his shoulders, addressed my lady.
Half blithely, then half bitterly, re-
lapsing occasionally from the old.
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A frown gathered on the dark. hand
some face Of the girl. "Unaided?" she
said. staring at the sparkles on the
waves before her.
%Oh, the people never weary of talk
ing about I'll and how you"
"Yon's a sail" Abruptly the young
woman rose; with skirts fiuttering be-
hind her, ga1ed out to sea.
Several hours later, just before dusk.
a ship ran into the harbor. dropped
anchor. and sent a boat to the shore.
In the small craft sat . number Of
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SYNOPSIS.

Comtesse Elise, daughter Of the govern
or OF the Mount, has chance encounter
with peasant boy. The Mount" small
rock-bound island. stood in vast bay on
the northwestern coast of France. and
during the time OF Louis XVI. was gov
eminent stronghold Develops that the
peasant boy was the son of Seigneur De-
saurac, nobleman. Young Desaurac deter
mines to secure an education and become
gentleman; sees the governors daugh-
Ter depart for Paris. Lady Elise returns
after seven years schooling. and enter
tains many mobiles. Her Ladyship dances
with strange fisherman. and a call to
mysterious LIE seIgneur Noir. He escapes.
lazy Elise is caught In the Grand" tide.
The Black Seigneur rescues and takes
hhsr to his retreat Elise discovers that as
sanchez, the Seigneur's servant. is ar
rested and brought before the governor.
Lacy Elise has Sanchez set free. Seig-
neur and priest at the Cookies San
chez tells Desaurac that Lady Elise be-
trayed him. but is not believed. The
Selgneur plans to release prisoners at the
Mount. Lady Elise pleads with fher faith
er to spare the lives of condemned pris-
oners. Disguised as peasant Lady
Elise mingles with the people and hears
Mountebank starts a riot. He is is arrested
ana locked UP after making close obser
vations of the citadel, and Is afterwards
ter. The governor enters the room during
the interview with the Mountebank. AS a
miserable buffoon. the Mountebank is re-
leased by order of the governor. De-
saurac overpowers guard and dons sol
dier's uniform. The Seigneur successfully
passes guards and finds the Great
Wheel" Jacques, the jailer. forced to
tread the wheel and bring up enemies of
the governor. The Black Seigneur liber
ates the prisoners. The Seigneur again
made prisoner. The Marquis de Beau
villers visits the Mount. The ladies and
mobiles inspect the dungeons. Elise visits
the Seigneur. Lady Elise engages Ma
nette. daughter of Pierre Laroche, friend
of the Black Seigneur. as maid Nanette
plans the release OF the Black Seigneur.
The Marquis and Lady Elise ride into an
ambush. Lady Elise Is held as hostage.
Prisoners are exchanged. My Lady for
the Seigneur. The people storm the Mount
and the Black Seigneur tries to save
Elise. Sanchez kills the governor; the
Black Seigneur rescues Elise.
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CHAPTER xxxIII.-(contInued.)

CHAPTER NNNIII.-(Contlnue
Here, for the time concealed was
he safe; none followed, and, leaning
against the damp blocks of masonry,
breathing hard, as man weak from
fatigue, loss Of blood, he sought to
recover his strength. 1t returned only
too slowly; the passing lassitude an
noyed him; for the moment he forgot
he had but recently come from the
dungeon and the hardships that sap
tient TO move on.
Several moments he yet stood,
breathing deep; then, starting away,
set himself to the task of crossing
the vast stretch of beach between the
Mount and the distant lights Of ship.
The sandy plain had never seemed
so interminable; before him, his shad-
ow and that Of my lady danced ever
illusively away; behind, the great rock
gave forth hundred shooting flames,
while, as emblematic of the demolition
of 80 much that was beautiful, higher
than saint with helpless sword on ca
thedral top, cloud of smoke belched
up; waved sidewise like a monstrous
funeral plume. A symbol, 1t seemed
to fill the sky; to move and nod and
flaunt its ominous blackness from this
majestic outpost Of the land Walk
ing In a vivid crimson glow, the Black
Seigneur gazed only ahead, where now,
on that monotonous desert, the rim
Of the sea on a sudden obtruded. As
he advanced, sparkles red as rubies-
laughing lights-leaped in the air; at
the same time a seething murmur
broke upon the stiffness.
Toward those leaping bright points
and the source of that deep-sounding
cadence, the young man stumbled for
ward more rapidly, less cautiously,
also, It may be-; for while he was yet
some distance from the waters rim,
his feet fell on sand that gave way
beneath them. He would have sprung
back, but felt himself sinking; stroVe
to get out, only to settle the deeper!
The edge Of the lise, with safety be-
yond, we'll he could see, where the
satin-like smoothness Of the treacher-
ous slough merged into a welcome
silk-like shimmering Of the trustwor-
thy sands. That verge. however, was
remote; out of reach of effort of his
10 attain; his very endeavors caused
aim to become the more firmly imbed-
ied. Had he cast my lady aside, pos
dbly could he have extricated him
self; but with her, an additional
weight. weighing him down
Loudly he called out; only the sea
lnEwered. Now were the clinging par
1eles at his waist; he lifted my lady
sigher; clear Of them! Once more
raised his voice-this time not in vain!
Mon capitainel Where are your"
"Herel"
I'VE don't So YOU"