The daily Alaskan., 1914-12-08


 After expending upon him all the per suasive eloquence he possessed with out avail the priest said to him:
 "Be 1t so. leave you to your fate, for no man who practices deliberate murder as you do can come to any good end Beware and repent before it is too late. If you do not, Gods wrath will surely smite you"
 For the first time during the inter. view Chartier winced. The father left Ehim without another word, and the duelist sat for some time lost in i thought. Then he took up the cane on which he kept the record of his victims. There were twenty notches. He cut one more. saying to himself:
 "I will make good this last notch; then will retire on my laurels."
 That evening Chartier dined at a cafe where he was used to taking his meals. He had few friends and dined alone. A young man entered the cafe I and took seat at a table where he faced the duelist, fixing a calm, res- olute look upon him. Chartier endured l ft for a time, then said in the usual icy tone he used in beginning an af- fair:
 "Monsieur, appear to interest you"
 "You certainly do, since l represent your victims," said the man in broken French.
 Charter started.
 q am commissioned by your last vic- tim, Armand Trudeau, to avenge him" continued the stranger.
 Recovering himself sufficiently to re- tain bis outward coolness, Chartier said: "I do not wish to be disturbed at my dinner. Please let me have your card and a friend of mine will call on you"
 "What for, mongleurT
 "To arrange a meeting between us."
 "There is no necessity to arrange meeting. I will meet you on the ground where you killed Armand Trudeau at 6 tomorrow morning. You shall have your friends with you and choose the weapons you prefer. As for me, need no human assistance" 1 Chartier looked at the man in won- | der, He would have no seconds, would leave the choice of weapons to his ene- my. What did 1t mean? He nodded an assent and went on with his dinner. The stranger continued to stare at him. Finally when ChaTtier raised a glass of wine to his lips his hand trembled. As soon as he had finished his dinner, making an effort to appear unconcern' cd, he arose from the table.
 GAdieu till tomorrow, monsieur"
 In the morning Chartier arrived with bis seconds bearing rapiers. While he was waiting for his antagonist q car riare drove up, and his enemy alight- ed. There was on his face look or cool resolution, indicating that he had no fear whatever for the result Being given a rapier and his enemy another the two faced each other, and the en- counter began.
 The stranger showed himself only a fair fencer. He kept his eye on that of his antagonist, as Is customary with fencers, and It produced an effect Charter astonished his seconds by his weak thrusts, his almost unsuccessful defense. Under the influence of bis antagonists eye he grew weaker, more defenseless, till at last the stranger taking advantage of his mental condi ton, ran him through the heart
 "Gentlemen," said the man who had killed him. '1t no longer serves my purpose to remain incognito. Here IS my card"
 The name on it was Egbert Ken worthy.
 A year passed before Vivien Went worth met the man who had avenged her. Shortly before their meeting she heard who killed Chartier and sent for him.
 Ii was singular meeting between the bereaved girl and the man who avenged her. Kenworthy stood wait ing for her to speak. Several times she essayed to do so. but either she could not frame in words what she felt in her heart or her tongue refused to ut ter them. At last she held out her hand to him, and at the same time all she felt was expressed in her features with far more intensity than words could have given it. Kenworthy sprang forward. seized it and covered 1t with kisses.
 Ready. as a Rule.
 Woman" observed the epigrammat ic boarder. "is a puzzle without an an swer"
 "Huh!" snorted old Grumpley. "l never saw woman without one yet. Exchange.
 Often a Little Wider.
 Lionel-By love, old fellow, when mans in love he begins to think that his eyes are open for the first time sympathizing Friend-Yes, and wheI it's all over he sometimes has the same sensation!-London Tit-Bits. Naming the Baby.
 sjngleton-Have you decided Wha' you are going to call the baby ol' man?
 Wedmore-Yes; I'm going to cal hhIm whatever my wife names him.