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and armor. Its halls and stairways had
been slippery with blood and its moat
choked with the harvest Of the fight
You may have some difficulty in oh
tanning this table as it is a favorite
one of the Seguran card players and
oilers Any Of the other tables Will
be generally at your disposal for most
Of the natives prefer the wiueroom,
which is at the end Of the passage that
opens at the rear But this particu-
lar spot is a favorlte.
Just at this time it was at a pre-
MUM, especially as night fell over the
valley For even the bovine nature OF
the Seguraus was stirred by the re-
peated tragedies and unsolved mystery
Of the grim and deserted castle.
Gaspar. a fat-faced, round bodied vii
lager one of the most sedulous Of the
customers of Pedro, the iukeeper, sat
at the little table by the windows and
told the latest developments to friend
Just returned from his military service
in Africa The young Prince had gone
in 20 lay the ghost and find the
treasure That was two weeks ago,
and Sancta Marja.-not one sound OF
sign OF him since.
What men viii not do for money
or women" commented the bravo, with
piety. lie looked keeuer and more alert
than the other villagers as a result of
his recent army experience. His name
was Maxine. Did he go in alone he
asked.
"old Vardos, his fathers body servant
pleaded with him all the way TO the
angle where the brook runs out Of the
moat not TO throw away another life
for that phantom treasure. Every night
since then the old man has returned ano
left basket Of provisions at the main
gate" Gaspars great dark eyes opened
and his voice took on a hollow tone
"None Of them had been touched!'
Maxine swore with sympathetic vigor
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81 Henry Gets a Rest 81

moved and you know we're going to
make a new path to the lake. Mean
while, I wish you'd beat these rugs
Henry looked at me reproaohfully,
but I was adamant. I did think said
be feebly, that maybe I'd get a nice
mess of fish for dinner
Fish echoed / oh, my. no! Not
when l have a lovely can Of salmon
ready
Henry groaned and took up the
white mans burden. He went to bed
at o'clock that night, walking bent
over like an old man. He said that
never again should he wonder at the
hobbing, shufflmg gait of steady farm
ers. He understood why they couldn't
HE tried to slip out at the next
morning to go fishing, but I opened one
eve and suggested that II would be nice
If he would start the kitchen fire and
a blaze in the fireplace. Two hours
later / found Henry, all smudged like a
stOker, shaking his tist at the kitchen
stove, which he had entirely covered
with all the ashes he hadn't scattered
over the floor I've put everything on
that fire Of yours he stOrmed. from
kerosene to vanilla extract, and II won't
burn, There is a Michigan law against
cook stoves burning, / know! L
the drafts instead Of shutting them il
might be better, Henry just blew up and
popped out of doors, where he chopped
the window boxes into kindling wood
before he realized what he was doing
I had TO stand over him that day TO
make him keep on with the garden. BY
night he said he felt queer and knew he
was going to die and that he had no
idea I had such cruel and incOnsider
ate nature.
The next morning he groaned feebly
when l woke him and then he refused to
get up. He said his head ached and his
back ached, and his legs and arms
ached, and why in thunder didn't l hire
a man to do my shaving and let him
expire in peace?
Glad To Go.
II had to spend a great deal Of the
day putting hot cloths on Henry's aches
and pains and soothing his disposition,
and when he did rise from his bed Of
suffering he said OUGHT whenever he
moved, and he looked pale
The last day there / let him go fish
ing and he came home with a fine string
Of fish. He nearly tainted when l said
that, of course he would have to clean
them for me Henry Dillpickle can t
kin mosquito without gulping, and
those fish were 'still lively. At dinner
he said he guessed he had lost his
fondness for fish
Henry said he was mighty glad to
get home, concluded Mrs. DillpiCkle,
where he could recover his health and
strength after his strenuous rest in
the country"
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And wouldn't any one go in there
with him."
Gaspar stared at him as if he thought
him demented
mo! Why should they?"
He is your Prince" frowned the sol
der
Gaspar shrugged his shoulders uncom-
fortabIy and shuffed his feet under the
table
isn't a mans life his own" he
growIed
"Sacristi You are a lot of old WON
en-" snapped Maxine. Where Is his
sister-the Princess? What is she doing
about ito"
She's not here-she is away-gone on
some mysterious errand to America. II
is rumored in the village that she went
TO get a man to fight the ghost"
The soldier flushed a brick-red under
his dark skin.
I'm the name Of the Virgin. Did she
have TO &c that far for some one with
stomach enough to go into the CASTLE"
At the moment Dolores, the nnkeep-
ers daughter pretty black eyed
belle of the village slipped into the
room and wanted to know what was
the matter Gaspar explained that he
thought he had seen light from the
main tower Of the castle a short time
before and was explaining the situation
to his friend. The girl pooh poohed the
idea and the twain departed for the
wine room in search Of refreshment.
Dolores was evidently waiting for
some one. She went to the window and
looked out down the road repeatedly
AT last she was rewarded by the APP
pearance of a 1.-THE. Eray-haired man
who FASTENED to greet her.
ANY news, Vardos?" she cried D.
gerly
He held out basker which he car
ried His face was gray and solemn
and his eyes shone in the freight.
Nothing" he replied in a low. fall
| tering voice. Here is the basket-un-
touched. as usual" He placed the has
/ ket on the table by the window and
stared out at the castle for a moment
| in silence.
This is the ffteeuth night" he added
"Gaspar swears he saw light in the
| tower tonight" said the girl. in the
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VIA - l.Nt5 AAl4A4 ti I'm / .
rs this man Warren, the ghost
breaker"
"Remember. he's harmless" eau
toned Jarvis, 10 the detectives out Of
the corner Of his mouth. "Humor him
agree with anything he says"
The Duke was almost blind with fury
because he could not hear the mum
bled words. There is no knowing what
he would have been II he had heard
them
Answer my question: he stormed
rs this man Warren. the ghost
breaker"
Tom" had to hide behind his more
self-possessed friend, who managed TO
gurgle:
NOW, that's all right. Dock. Sure
he's a ghost breaker! Amt he. TOm?'
Tom was nearly purple In the face,
but he managed to get out in a half
stranged voice:
'Surest thing you know, DO"
'Sacrlsti!" foamed the exalted cousin.
Am /. Hernado d'Alva. to be Knocked
at by two grinning. bull-necked soul
lions2'
Shake a leg therel" called voice
from the deck. III you are going ashore
with the pilot
The detectives staggered weakly to
the door and Driscoll feebly waved his
hand farewell
You're all right Dock, old boy
ost-breaker! Wheel Wow! Ha. har'
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ECTT ENRY said" related Mrs. Dill
pickle, that he was not
Il feeling very fit and the
change would do him good. IF you in
sist, said he. on spending a week in
Michigan at the summer cottage getting
things ready for the family invasion
might as well go along. There will be
fishng-it's just the time for bass-and,
besides, maybe I can help you
Henry added that last phrase with
the air of a guilty sudden thought. He
is a good husband, but must say that
around the house Henry Dillpickle is
about as much use as a flying machine
or a white elephant. But let him go
along. I've had experience before when
yearned for a strong right arm to beat
rugs and rake and spade and scrub and
couldn't hire any one because all the
men were doing spring blowing and all
the women were busy wiping up mud
tracks after them.
Henry has put on too much weight
and all winter he mourned because he
had no time 10 take an expensive gym
nastic and massage course to run down
his weight He has talked loud and
long about now WlHlnBly ne "Oui1 Nv o
on bran diet and be pounded to Jeuy
il only he could lose weight, and |
thought / saw a way to help him and
also myself.
A Feverish Stare.
when the launch dumped us and our
baggage on the pier and went coughing
away Henry began looking at the lake
with that absorbed, feVeTish, fisher
mans stare. | stopped that imme-
diately.
y" Run on to the cottage, Henry l
said and get the wheelbarTow and cart
up the trunk and the linOleum and the
suit case and the groceries.
" In these clothes" he howled re-
proachfully
There is a lovely suit hanging in
the closet at the cottage | told him.
Don't YOU remember? It's the one you
wore when you fell into the lake and
went berrying and got run over by the
/ Fishers automobile. There is fringe on
the cuffs, but nobody will see you
trOt on"
THE way Henry pulled and steamed
getting that luggage to the house would
have been heartrending had | not been
too busy cleaning out the kitchen. /
made him eat his lunch on the kitchen
table, which broke his proud heart.
| Just as he was getting out an after
| lunch clgarI put a spade into his hand.
"'YOu will have time to fix about
! half the garden this afternoon l told
! him Then there's the yard to rake,
and I want what's left of the wOodpile
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Household Suggestions

when dry and keeps the whitening
from rubbing Off.
Tea Made with Boiling MIX instead
Of water and allowed 10 stand for four
minutes before being poured off the
leaves is excellent for invalids and most
nourishine
An Economical Way of Frying onions
is to place sufficient cold water at the
bottom of the pan TO cover IT, then
pan with piece Of dripping the size
Of q walnut. Fried in this way they Will
not burn
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Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.

Iects me for other young men,
while when we are alone she &C
cepts my attentions. Do you
think she loves me2
MUSIC LOVER.
You are cousins, which should be
bar to any closer relationship
Though you were not, I would still
hope she did not love you, for you,
being of serious mood" would
change her happy, merry disposition
10 one more grave, instead Of being
glad. The Lord made her that way.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15
A Bachelor S Diary
By MAX.

TUNE 10 was forciblv reminded
this morning that my contem-
y plated flight is no dream by the
appearance Of Manette dressed in her
hobo clothes. Instead of the dainty,
Isce-trimmed white in which, she is
always attired, she wore blue
checked Bingham, her curls had been
cropped or in her hand she carried a
blue sunbonnet, and her shoes were
a durable, heavy soled tan.
The little monkey was very much
excited because didn't know her.
and danced around the room, darting
out the door and across the lawn at
the sound Of Mrs. Spencer's voice.
giving such squeals Of delight on the
way that felt that the cure for both
OF us had begun.
"A happy baby" ! murmured.
"A baby no longer" said Richards,
who had brought her into the room.
There was an unusual note In Rich
ards voice, and ! was not surprised
when / turned to look at her to find
traces Of tears on her face
She can dress herself now" she
said. half proudly, and half in com
plant. she wouldn't let me fasten
a button for her because she said
she would have to dress herself when
she is away from me.
MIR. Max, there isn't a doctor any
where near where you are going. and
what are you going to do without me
to nurse her If she gets sick And
who will sterilize her food? The poor
little lamb. 10 be taken into a will
derness like that"
She covered her face with her
apron and began TO cry. The doctor
Is right. The love we have for Ma
nette is weighted too heavily with
apprehension for the child's gooC. 1t
is well l am taking her away.
Comforting Words.
couldn't scold her. | could only
give her the reinsurance ] had given
every day since the trip was planned.
That | would telegraph for her at the
first symptom Of illness, that ! would
send her a daily bulletin; that
would see that Manette didn't eat
this. and remember that last fall she
had a fever because she ate too much
OF that, and that her throat isn't
strong and her stomach is weak, etc.
All / promised 10 remember because
OF my respect for Richards inten-
tions. and all except the bulletins
intend 10 forget because OF my in
terest in the child
June ll.-Jack and Sally Spencer
came over last evening, and It was
the first time ! had seen her since
Jacks return. l thought she looked
a little worn and thoughtful. but out
Wardly she was her same serene,
sweet, wholesome self. She approved
Of my plans for Manette. ] was glad,
for l have learned 10 rely on her
judgment
She wished, she said. that she could
take a little child she loved and 60
away from everybody in the world.
Complimentary TO me- laughed
her husband
Sally WINGED. quick nash of color
manted her cheeks and as suddenly
receded. leaving her more pale and
tired than is her ordinary wont. !
wondered her husband didn't see It.
or rather. 10 speak more truthfully, l
wondered that any man could have
the love Of woman like Sally, and
not show greater interest in her con-
dition.
1T would do me good" she resumed.
Tn caring for a child one forgets
many things
Just what the doctor had said %
me! am glad I can take the cure.
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Mrs J. H Campbell 206 y. Second
St. ". :. Streator, Illinois
Philadelphia, Pat was at the
Change Of Life that l turned to Ly-
dia f. Pinkham's Vegetable Com
pound, using it as a tonic to build up
my system. with beneficial results 80
Mrs. Sara Hayward 1925 W. Ven
ango St CTioEa), Phila., Pa
San Francisco. Cal have taken
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com
pound for many years whenever
would feel bad. l have gone through
the Change OF Life without any
troubles and thank the Compound
for it, ! recommend it to young
girls and to women Of all ages. ~
Mrs. c. Barrie, 1852 25th St, San
Francisco, Cal
The success of Lydia z. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound. made from
roots and herbs is unparalleled
II you want special advice write to
Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. ICON
fidentiaD, Lynn, Mass Your letter
will be opened. read and answered
by a woman and held in strict con
fidenCe.
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FORGIVE HIM, oF COURSE.

DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
The other day. while talking to
a young man, he kissed me. l was
very indignant, and refused to
speak to him again. He sent me
a letter Of apology, and apologized
personally, but still I refuse TO
speak to him. Would you advise
me to ignore him entirely?
c. T.
He has shown due repentance, and l
hope you will forgive him. If he is
the gentleman I hope he is, he will
not repeat the offense until an en-
gagement makes it a privilege.
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same hushed tones. The old servitor
crossed himself
IF he did it was an unblessed
light"
The girl crossed herself also, and
muttered a short prayer.
You haven't given up hope?' she
asked, after a pause, and the question
was more Of plea than otherwise
Vardon shook his head.
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| HOPE NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been in love with a cou-
sin for four months, and although
We have not spoken of il, | feel
that she reCiproCates. But, being
a young man Of a serious mood,
l am at times annoyed by her
teasing and silly actions, also l
am grieved because when there
is company she seemingly neg
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Plenty of Time

Mir styles 81 have two tickets for
the opera
Mrs STYLES. "Oh, good IN go and
put my hat on right away"
An right dear guess you'll be
ready in time The tickets are for to-
morrow night"
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CERTAINLY.
VIII ~
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX

DEA6 hlDo AlANE M
Iwould like to know If it is prop
er for me to ask a friend If l may
take her home. If ii is, l would
like to know the proper thing to
say. A. H. B.
May I take you homer" is the sim
plest and best form to use. Always
ask her never taking it for granted,
as some men have done, and in that
way compelling her acceptance.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15

The innkeeper the run
thousand pardons he begged stumbling into the
room; What can do for you?"
Don Robedo gared him until the nnkeeper reduced
to a condition of abiect terror, then snapped:
my horse outside Wash out his mouth and dom water
him until he is cool. Leave the saddle on"
eyes Yes. senor''
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t. o m p o u n d
wherever ] go. 1t
has done me SO
much good at
Change of Life,
and II has also
helped my daugh-
ter. IL is one of
I h e grandest
medicines I O r
women that can
be bought ! shall
try to induce 9TH
ers TO try It.
~ nAa .
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15
The Bully.

A sleepy voice replied somewhere in
the recesses Of the house.
Wake up" roared Don Robledo,
whacking the table again.
Then the inn-keeper seemed to rec
ognize this peculiar summons. or the
voice Of the summoner, and he came
on the run.
"A thousand pardons, senor." he
begged, stumbling into the room.
What can l do for you?'
Don Robledo glared at him until the
| nn-keeper was reduced to a condition
Of abiect terror, then snapped:
My horse is outside. Wash out his
mouth and don't water him till he is
| cool Leave the saddle on"
| Yes, senior! Yes, senor!
| Pedro made hurriedly for the door
| but was stopped by a sharp command
| Hold on. If that rat-infested larder
of yours is empty. get it filled before
! His Excellency arrives"
THE Duke coming herer' exclaimed
! Pedro. "When?"
Tonight. Don't stand and stare
! Where's your daughter
IN call her" the inn-keeper assured
| Nim, Fastening out
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
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THREE WOMEN
TESTIFY
To the Merit of Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound During
Change of Life.

Streator. MI shall always
nraise I.ydia Z Pinkham,s Vegetable
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No Hope.

"a gave up hope when he went in. /
waited tonight until an hour past sun
down, and twice I called. Once" he
sulped and his voice grew shaker, "a
wall came back to me! It may have
been the wind through a grated window,
but il sounded like a sigh Of the
damned When ! called again, some
thing moved In the turret of the keep,
like a man waving, and my heart
lesped with Joy. But only for an In
slant; for. with a harsh cry, a black,
ugly bird Tapped from the turret straight
for where the sun had seton my left!
Mind you, the left"
Dolored shuddered and her lip trem-
bled
"Oh, II the Princess were only here"
she walled.
She's on her way-but what can she
do?"
Dolores slender body Strengthened in
stantly and the shadow of terror dis
appeared Her eyes flashed and her
bosom heaved with sudden passion.
she will go straight to the castle, "
she cried. And viii Segura have it
said that she went alone?"
This time it was Vardos who shud-
dered. God forbid that it should
come to that" he exclaimed, fervently
Good night"
The little inn was undlsturbed for
some little while after the departure
Of Vardon. 1t was nearly s o'clock
when tall, powerfully made man gal
Hoped up on a black horse, tossed the
bride to a hostler and STROBE into the
main room Of the inn. He had prob
ably the hardest face in all the rough
region Of hard faces. His mouth was
wide, but was mere slit in a craggy
countenance. His cheeks were laced
with white scars. One long veal trav-
eled from the bridge of the nose down
ward to the angle of the jaw. His eye
brows were bushy and jet black and
shaded the most sinister and menaCing
pair Of black eyes ever set into hui
man face This was Don Robledo
bravo. duelist general bad man" and
right-hand ruffian Of the Duke of Alva
Finding no one about he thumped the
top Of the table with his riding whip
and beloved:
"IIeyl You, Pedrol"
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The Ambush at the Inn.

Segura. Cupped in a fertile valley
among the jagged red brown Spanish
mountains, was the natural home OF
rest When you came down TO IT over
the winding mountain road it breathed
from afar the spirit Of dolce far niente
All day long It dozed in the soft vel
low sunlight, and all night long it slept
In the dim glow Of the great yellow
stars
At times its peace was broken by the
sudden fierce descent OF mountain
storm. Then the wild lightnings play
around the towers Of the old castle
perched high above It, and the warm
rain lashes through the olive trees and
beats clamorous summons on the fiat
roofs Of the houses
But these storms quickly pass and
leave Segura greener. fairer. lazier and
sleeper than before
Scientists have observed that a peo-
pie inevitably conform themselves to
their environment: that In their charac-
ter and even their physical makeup
they reflect the climate and topography
~ their native land II was so with
Segura and the Segurans They were
"a solidly built but for the most part a
placid and OK eyed breed. but likely to
be swept by sudden and violent storms
Of passion, when the steel flashed,
sharply and deadly as the mountain
lightning, Excitement. passion Of any
sort. quickly spent its force
The Little Inn.
Entering the town by the old Roman
road which is stin the one decent high
way OF the region, you pass the little
Church of Our Lady Of Roncomadour
and Just beyond 1t you come upon the
one little inn Of the town. Here the
villagers have for generations done
most Of their gambling, dueling and
drinking You enter into large room
and see fireplace at your left and
tables scattered about the floor in front
OF H.
At your right the staircase rises
against the front wall Of the room. SO
that only the foot is visible from the
door Beneath the stairs are two deep
windows so close together as TO he
practically one. There Is table in
this little alcove and It is a fine place
In which to eat your supper, for the
windows command a view Of the vail
ley and, beyond, the rugged mountains
and the great castle. dark and stern,
against the sunset Sitting there you
would be disappointed If you were not
told that the old castle was haunted.
Its great square towers and sheer, half
ruined curtains bark back to a time
when ghosts should have been bred
by the score
The Seguras had wrenched II from
feudal enemy and held II for their
king The Moor had been thrust back
from its walls three times in the last
DAYS OF Granada Its towers had rung
with battle cries and crash OF blade
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15

I wish every hungry hearted man and
woman in the world could know what
il Is 10 love and TO have the love Of
child and in that way forget many
fhInrs -
Delaware City press. (Delaware City, Del.) 1913-19??, 1913-11-14
The south and ProteetIen.

Solidarity Of the Democracy iB the
isoutbi for the frst time in many years.
hes heep enaangessd hg fhs tsrst,
hiii ha n whie. lila PED.
pie o. Louisil x includfng the COVER
nor Of the state and the mayor of New
Orleans, have been supporting the at
titude of Senators Thornton and
Ransdell toward the tariff bill indi-
Gates that the time will soon be ripe
for a break in the solid south"
In past years. when the Democrats
have undertaken revision of the tar
iff, they have taken great care to pro-
tect the industries OF the south. The
party leaders deserve credit now for
carrying their theory to its logical
conclusion, regardless of the effect on
the south or on the party's destiny.
But IL they had done this before. it in
doubtful whether the Democracy could
have kept its forces together in en-
acting tariff for revenue only.