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The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1915-04-01
CHAPTER XVII.
out Of the Desert.

From a dreamy little villa, whose
walls were streaming with bougaiR
villea, Miss Redmond looked over Al
giers, over the tumult and hum of It.
to the sea. fremont, by her side,
looked at her. From head to foot
the girl was in white. On one side
the bougainvillea laid its scarlet flow
ers against the stainless linen of hes
dress, and on her other arm was the
Red Cross. "
The American girl and the French.
man had become the best of friends-
She considered him sincere cons'
panion and an unconscious confed-
crate. He had not yet decided what
he thought of her, or how. His prom
Use to remain on the yacht had been
broken and he paid his godmother
and Miss Redmond constant visits at
their villa, which the marquise rented
for the season.
There were times when TremoH
thought Miss Redmond's exile Ia
natic,l one but he always found her
fascinating and lovely woman, and
he wondered what it was that keN
him from laying his title and his for
tune at her feet. 1t had been under
stood between the godmother and
himself that he was to court Miss
Redmond a. pamericaine.
She has been brought up in such
a shocking fashion, Robert, that moth
ing but American love-making viii
appeal to her. You will have to make
love to her, Robert. Can you do 1t?
But, marianne, might as well
make love to sister of charity
There was la Belle Heloise, and NJ
woman is immune"
Il think she is engaged to somt
American cowboy who will come an1
claim ner, marianne"
His godlnother was offended.
"Rubbish!" she said. "She is en-
gagged to no one, Bob. She is an
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He talked we'll and entertained them
both, and Julia Redmond listened
when ne told her of the desert, of its
charm and it's desolation, and of its
dangers. An hour passed. The Mar
quise d'Esclignac took an ante
prandial stroll, Mimi mincing at her
heels.
zee pauvre Sabron!" said fremont.
HE has disappeared off the face OF
the earth. What a horrible thing 1t
was, Mademoiselle! knew him in
Paris; l remember meeting him
again the night before he left the
Midi. He was a fine fellow with a
career before him, his friends say"
What do you think has become Of
Monsieur de Sabron?"
Miss Redmond, so FAR, mad only
been able to ask this question of her
aunt and of the stars. None of them
had been able to tell her. fremont
shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully.
He may have dragged himself
away to die in some ambush that they
have not discovered, or likely he has
been take captive, lie pauvre diable!"
France will do all 1t can, Mon"
| s1eur
"They will do all they can, which
Is to wait. An extraordinary measure,
if taken just now, would probably re.
suit in Sabron being put to death by
his captors. He may be found to-
morrow-he may never be found"
A slight murmur from the young
girl beside him made fremont look
at her. He saw that her hands were
clasped and that her face was quite
white, her eyes staring fixedly before
her, out toward Africa. fremont
said:
"You are compassion itself, Made
moiselle; you have a tender heart
No wonder you wear the Red Cross
am a soldier, Mademoiselle. thank
you for all soldiers. l thank you FOL
Sabron but, we must not tall
of such things"
He thought her very charming, botf
romantic and idealistic. She would
make a delightful friend. Would sht
not be too intense for a wife? How
ever, many women of fashion joined
the Red Cross. fremont was com
monplace man, conventional in. hi
heart and in his tastes.
my children" said the marquise
coming up to them with Mimi in hel
arms, you are as serious as though
we were on a boat bound for thu
North Pole and expected to live OF
timed things and salt fish. Aren'
you hungry, Julia? Robert, take Min
to my maid, will you? JULIA sale
her aunt as fremont went away will
the little dog, you look dramatic, my
dear; you're pale as death in spite o
this divine air and this enchanting
sea-" She linked ner arm through
her niece's. Take a brisk walk will
me for five minutes and whip up you
blood. l believe you we're on tn
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idealist, a Rosalind; but that will not
prevent her from making an excel
lent wife,
she is certainly very beautiful"
said the Due de fremont, and he tod
Julia so.
You ere very beautiful" said the
Due de fremont to Miss Redmond, AZ
she leaned on the balcony OF the villa.
The bougainvillea leaned against her
breast. when you stood in the hos-
p:tal under the window and sang 10
the poo: devils, you looked like an
angel
Poor things!" said Julia Redmond
Cd you think that they liked it,"
Liked it," exclaimed the yo@nS
man enthusiastically, couldn't you
soc by :ksir faces? One poor derK
sale to mo: One can die better nav.
Men.iesr.' There wss no hope Ese
him, it seems.'
fremont and Marquise d'Escifs
nae had docilely gone with Julia Red
mond every day at certain hour to
the different hospitals, where julia.
after rendering some slight services
to the nurses-for she was not need
ed-sang for the sick, standing IN the
outer hallway of the building open On
every side. She knew that SahfO1
was not among these sick. Where he
was or what sounds his ears might
hear, she could not know; but she
sang for him, and the fact put .
sweetness in her voice that touched
the ears of the suffering and upliftea
those who were not too far down to
be uplifted, and as for the dying. It
helped them, as the soldier said, to
die. a
She had done this for several day1
but now she was restless. Sabros
was not in Algiers. No news had
been brought of him. His regiment
had been ordered out farther into the
desert that seemed to stretch away
into infinity, and the vast cruel sands
knew, and the stars knew where
Sabron had fallen and what was his
history, and they kept the secret.
The marquise made herself az
much at home as possible in Algier4
put up with the inefficiency Of native
servants, and her duty was done. HeI
first romantic elan was over. Sabron
had recalled to her the idyl of love
affair of quarter Of century b
fore, but she had been for too long
Marquise d'Esclignac to 60 back to
an ideal. She pinned to have her
niece a duchess, and never spoke the
unfortunate Sabron's name
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SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER LIE Comte de sabron. cap.
tain of French cavalry, takes to his
quarters to raise by hand a motherless
Irish terrier pup. and names 1t Pitchoune.
CHAPTER II-Sabron dimes with the
Marquise d. Esclignac and meets Miss
Julia Redmond, American heiress. who
sings for him an English ballad that
fingers in his memory.
CHAPTER I1I-sabron. trying to save
Pitchoune's life. declines second invita-.
ton to dinner because of a very sick
friend
CHAPTER VINO more invitations
come from the Chateau d. Esclignac. Pit
choune though lame from his accident,
thrives and Is devoted to Sabron.
CHAPTER v-sabron and Pitchoune
meet the Marquise and Miss Redmond and
after the story Of Pitchoune Is told Sab
ron is forgiven and invited to dinner
again.
CHAPTER VI-Sabron Is ordered to Al
giers. but is not allowed to take servants
or dogs. He Is invited to musicale at
the Chateau.
ID CHAPTER What the musicale Miss
Redmond, hearing that Sabron cannot
take Pitchoune with him, offers to take
care Of the deg during his masters alb
sencS
CHAPTER vI1I-Pitchoune, homs,ick
for his master. runs away from Miss Red
nond. The Marquise plans to marry
Julia to the DUO de fremont.
CHAPTER Ix-Unknown to Sabron,
1itchoune follows him to Algiers.
CHAPTER X-Dog and master meet
and Sabron gets permission from the war
minister to keep his dog with him.
CHAPTER Kiln his desert camp Sab
ron receives letter from Julia telling
him that Pitchoune has run away from
her. IDS E...
CHAPTER XII-sabron writes Julia of
Pitchoune. The Due de fremont finds the
American heiress capricious. A newspa-
per report that Sabron Is among the MISS
Ing after an engagement with the natives
causes Julia to confess to her aunt that
she loves him. .
CHAPTER xI11-sabron, wounded IN
an engagement. falls into the dry bed c.
a river, and Is watched over by Pitchoune.
After horrible night and day Pitchoune
leaves him. g
CHAPTER XIV-Julia goes in search Of
Sabron. reported missing ~,#n
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cHAPTER.xv.
Iulla'a Romance.

f." JuIia's Romance. Il.
From her steamer chair the Maj.
quise d'Esclignac asked:
Are you absorbed in your book.
Julia?' 5r ~.
Miss Redmond family smiled as she
laid it down. She was absorbed in but
one thing, morning, noon and night,
waking or sleeping: when and where
she should find him; how he was being
treated. Had he been taken captive?
He was not dead, of that she was sure.
What is the book, Julia?"
lie Conte dun Spahi."
Put it down and let me speak to
you Of Robert de fremont"
Miss Redmond, being his guest and
indebted to him for her luxurious
transportation, could not in decency
refuse the request. 81
He knows nothing whatever Of our
errand, Julia"
"Ah, then, what does he Think"
Miss Redmond on the arm Of her
blue serge coat wore a band Of white,
in the center of which cleaned the
Red Cross. The marquise, wrapped In
sable rug, held q small Pekinese lap
dog cuddled under her arm, and had
only the appearance Of lady Of leis-
ure bent on q pleasure excursion. She
did not suggest rescuing party in the
least. Her jaunty hat was enveloped
by e. delicate veil; her hands were in
cased in long white gloves Now that
she had encouraged her energetic niece
and taken this decisive step, she re-
Taxed and found what pleasure she
might in the voyage.
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slrong nina. He thinks you one OF
tho most tender-hearted and benevo-
lent of girls"
Ma tante, ma tante!"
HE thinks you are making q little
mission into Algiers among the sick
and the wounded. He thinks you are
going to sing in the hospitals"
But" exclaimed the girl, "he mist
think me mao.'
young men don't care how mildly
mad a beautiful young woman is, my
dear julia"
But, he will find out he
will know"
NO." said tho marquise, that he
will know"
mo" said the marquise, that he
will not I have attended to that He
will not leave his boat during the ex.
cursion, Julia. He remains, and we
90 on shore with our people"
"How splendid!" sighed Julia Red
mond, relieved.
I'm glad you think so," said her
aunt rather shortly. "Now have q
favor to ask of you, my child"
Julia trembled.
ma tante!"
while we are on board the yacht
you will treat Robert charmingly"
Il am always polite to him, am /
not"
"You are like an lrrttated sphinx
to him. my dear. You must be DIFF:
terent."
II thought" said the girl in sub
dued voice, that it would be like this.
Oh, wish had sailed on any vessel,
even cargo vessel"
Looking at her gently, her aunt
said: Don't be ridiculous, l only
wish to protect you, my child. think
I have proved my friendship. Re.
member, before the world you are
nothing to Charles de Sabron. A
woman's heart, my dear. has decisions
as we'll as passions"
The girl crimsoned and bowed her
charming head. you are not called
upon to tell Robert de fremont that
you are in love with q man who has
not asked you to marry him, but you
are his guest, and all I ask of you is
that you make the voyage as agree.
able to him as you can, my DEAR"
fremont was coming toward them.
Julia raised her head and murmured:
Il think you for everything. / shall
do what I can" And to herself she
said: THAT is, as far as my honor
will let me-" .
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point of making fremont some I'M
wise confession"
Il assure you no, ma tante."
isn't Bob darling, Julia?'
"Awfully," returned her niece alb
sent-mindedly.
Hes the most eligible young man
In Paris, Julia, and the most difficult
to please"
Ma tante," said the girl in low
tone, "he tells me that France al
present can do practically nothing
about finding Monsieur de Sabron
Fancy a great army and a great ma
ton helpless for the rescue of a sin
gle soldier, and his life at stake!"
JULIA" said the marQuise, taking
the trembling hand in her own, you
will make yourself i'll, my darling
and you will be no use to anyone, you
know"
you're right" returned the girl
II will be silent and will only pray
She turned from her aunt to stand
for few moments quiet, looking out
at the sea, at the blue water through
which the boat cut and flew. Along
the horizon was a mist, rosy and
translucent, and out Of it white Al
giers would shine before many hours
When fremont, at luncheon a little
later, looked at his guests, he saw q
new Julia. She had left her coat with
the Red Cross in her cabin with hel
hat. In her pretty blouse, her pearls
around her neck, the soft flush on
her cheeks, she was apparently only
light.hearted woman Of the world
She teased her aunt gently, she
laughed very deliciously and lightly
flirted with the Due do fremont, who
opened q bottle of champagne. The
Marquise d'Esclignac beamed upon
her niece. fremont found her more
puzzling than ever. "She suggests
the chameleon" he thought, "she has
moods. Before, she was tragic
muse; at luncheon she is an ador
able sybarite."
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CHAPTER XVI.
The Duke In Doubt.

The short journey to Africa-over
q calm and perfect sea, whose waters
were voices at her port to solace her,
and where the stars alone glowed
down like friends upon her and
seemed to UNDERSTANDINGS a torture
to Julia Redmond. To herself she
called her aunt cruel, over and over
again. and felt prisoner, Gagged
creature.
fremont found her charming, though
In this role Of Florence Nightingale,
she puzzled and perplexed him. She
was nevertheless adorable.
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(Continued)

Mrs. Ernest Reid and daughter May
and son Kenneth are expected to ar
rive home this week from Portland.
Ore, where they have been spending
the past winter months and visiting
with relatives.
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when we came on board last night,
my dear, you remember that sat with
Robert in the salon until we'll,
latish."
After midnight"
Possibly; but am fifty and he is
thirty. Moreover, am his godmother
He is enchanting, julia, spiritual and
sympathetic. l confess, my dear, that
I find myself rather at loss as to
what to tell him."
Miss Redmond listened politely. She
was supremely Indifferent as to what
had been told to her host. This was
Tuesday; they should reach Algiers
on Saturday at the latest. What news
would meet them there? She held in
her book the last dispatch from the
ministry of war. Supposing the Cap
tain de Sabron had been taken captive
by some marauding tribe and was be.
ing held for ransom! This was the
Romance of Spahi, in which she was
absorbed. Taken captive! She could
not let herself think what that might
mean.
Roberts mother, you know, is my
closest friend. His father was one of
the witnesses of my marriage. I feel
that have brought up Robert (.
it would have been so perfect" She
sighed.
ma tante!" warned Miss Redmond,
with note of pain in her voice.
"Yes, yes" accepted the marquise,
II know, my dear, know. But you
cannot escape from the yacht except
in lifeboat, and II you did it would
be one Of Roberts nfeboats! You
must not be too formal with him."
She tapped the nose Of her Pekinese
dog. BE still, Mimi, that man is only
sailor! and If he we're not here and
at his duty you would be drowned, you
little goose!" #..rs H.,: ..""
The Pekinese dog was q new add.
ton. Julia tried not to dislike her; for
Julia, only Pitchoune existed. She
coula not touch Mimi without a sense
Of disloyalty.
The boat cut the azure water with
its delicate white body, the decks
glistened like glass. The sailor at
whom Mimi had barked passed out Of
sight, and far up in the bow fremont,
in white fannels, stood smoking.
Il had to be very circumspect, my
TIL $o1 wifi
You see you are not engaged to Mon
sieur de Sabron." The girl colored.
"The sentimental woman in me-" her
aunt went on, has responded to all
your fantasies, but the practical WON
an in me calls me romantic goose"
"Ah," breathed Miss Redmond, open.
ing her book, ma tante, let me read"
Nonsense" said the marQuise affec-
tionately. The most important part
Of the whole affair is that we are here
that we are en- route to Algiers, is it
not?"
The girl extended her hand CRATE
fully. i
"And thank you! Tell me, what did
you say to him."
The marquise hummed a little tune,
and softly pulled MINIS ears.
Remember, my child, that IL we find
Monsieur de Sabron. the circumspec.
ton will have to be even greater still"
Leave that to me, ma tante.."'
you don't know. said the de-
termined lady quite sweetly, that he
has the slightest desire to marry you.
Julia"
Miss Redmond sat up in her chair,
and famed.
DO you want to make me miser-
able?" #
Il intend to let my worldly wisdom
equal this emergency, Julia ! want
Roes-t to have no suspicion Of the
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facts"
n "How can we prevent it, ma tante?"
I'VE can do so If you will obey me"
The girl started, and her aunt, look
ing up at the Due de fremont where
he stood in the bow, saw that he
showed signs of finishing his smoke
and Of joining them.
ma tante," said the girl quickly,
have you brought me here under
false colors? Have you let him
Hush, Julia, you are indebted to
him for accomplishing your own de-
sire"
But I would never, never )"
Petite sotte," cried the marquise,
then you would never have been on
this yacht" r.
Intensely troubled and annoyed,
Julia asked in low tone:
For heavens sake, ma tante, tell
me what the Due de fremont thinks!"
Her aunt laughed softly. "The in.
trigue and romance of it all enter
tanned her. She had the sense of hav-
ing made a very pretty concession to
her niece, of having accomplished a
very agreeable pleasure trip for her.
self. AS for young Sabron, he would
be sure to be discovered at the right
moment, to be lionized, decorated and
advanced The reason that she had
no wrinkles on her handsome cheek
was because she went lightly through
life.
HE thinks, my dearest girl, that
you are like all your countrywomen:
q little eccentric and that you have a
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eyes," said the Due de fremont,
they are all charming, but there are
gradations."
DO you think that we shall reach
Algiers tomorrow, Monsieur"
II hope not, Mademoiselle"
Miss Redmond turned her fine eyes
on him.
''You hope not?"
Il should like this voyage to last
forever, Mademoiselle."
How ridiculous!"
Her look was so frank that he
laughed in spite Of himself, and in.
stead of following up the politeness,
be asked: ....
"Why do you think Of Algiers as a
field for nursing the sick, Mademoi'
selle?'
There has been quite a deputation
of the Red Cross women lately going
from Paris to the East" "
But" said the young man, there
are ooor In Tarascon. and sick. too
There is a great deal of poverty in
Nice, and Paris is the nearest OF ALL
THE American girls are very i'm
aginative," said Julia Redmond. 1--WE
must have some romance in all we
do .....
Il find the American girls very
charming" said fremont
DO you know many, Monsieur"
only one" he said serenely.
Miss Redmond changed the subject
quickly and cleverly, and before he
knew it, fremont was telling her
stories about his own military serv.
ice. which had been made in. Africa,
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house of nature that we found in the
development of this commonwealth,
and it is our duty to give due credit
to their worth and to make an effort
demonstrating our appreciation Of
this noble heritage. A moments re-
Election will convince US of our duty
in this regard. What would our CON
dition have been without these vast
storehouses Of wealth, II we possessed
soil that was poor and barren and not
Of the fertile nature that we enjoy?
The farmers of today, are the most
independent people in the world, and
they will be more so as time goes by.
Need Of Better Roads.
'"There is only one criticism that
can be made as to the development OF
our commonwealth. and that is the
lack Of good roads. The people are
becoming more awakened to our In
ehlcienS ad the great economic
waste fol lhich 1t Is responsible. and
while It will take years for our state
10 gain its rlghtiul place with other
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Police in a Paper Chase?

Twice within the space OF eight days the peo-
Die of the Capital have been shocked and alarmed
by the daring exploits of armed automobile BAN
dts Early in the morning of Sunday, July 4,
three men in stolen automobile drove up to a
lunch room near the corner of Fourteenth and
H streets northwest, entered with drawn pistols,
robbed the cash register of $I4o. and made their
escape abandoning the stolen car on suburban
road, thus leaving a direct and unmistakable clew
to the route they took. Again yesterday morning
three armed entered the lunch room at the
corner OF Second and l streets northwest, and
made desperate attempt to rob the place, shoot
ing the pucky proprietor IN the leg when ne
brought his own weapon into play. This time the
desperadoes abandoned stolen automobile in
front OF the establishment obligingly leaving be-
hind two Panama hats to aid the police. The
evidence is fairly conclusive that the two crimes
were committed by the same band.
To the general public, not well versed in police
methods and unfamiliar with the obstacles which
battle officers of the law in the performance of
their duty would that the capture OF the
robbers Immediately after the first crime ought
not to have been difficult, a mere paper chase, as
it were, the fugitivcs plainly marking their trail
for the benefit OF the pursuers. However, they
were not caught, and on their next appearance, to
make the game easier, they lett their automobile
and hats the scene OF the crime and departed
on foot The people OF Washington will be dis
appointed if they not caught this time. They
are not used to the Wild West form of crime in
the Capital, and the hunting down Of desperate
men armed with pistols. They accustomed
only to reading OF the exploits OF the police in
trapping minor Offenders work in which the
stealth OF the gun-shoe and the acuteness of the
real slcuth like Sherlock Holmes, the chief
requisites, They will not sleep we'll O nights till
the auto bandits arc behind the bars.
There is OF course, bare chance that the men
are not real, bad robbers at all. Possibly they
are only practical jokers. having fun seeing how
long it takes the police to catch them The reck-
less way in which they leave clews behind gives
support to this theory and indicates that they
getting tired OF the game and simply want to be
captured.
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was his ina bility to ride n horse and
his fear that he would make "A sorry
appearance if he attempted to do so.
"lngersOn was quite right" said
HebaTd. No man ought to ride a horse,
at least in n public parade. unless he
has been trained from early manhood
or youth to do that. Gov. William A
Buckingham. who was a native of this
town. and whom l knew when he was
still a young man here, was commonly
regarded as the most graceful horse
man who ever rode in an inauguration
procession. He was a man of very
graceful movements, and that charac-
teristic was particularly noticeable
when he was riding a horse in each one
of five inaugural professions. for he
was governor of the state five times.
II knew, and some of Gov. BuCking-
hams earlier friends knew as well. how
he acquired such perfect horsemanship.
When / was a young man, and he also.
often saw him It the head of little
troop. of which he was the commanding
officer. He was wonderfully skilful
in handling n horse, and | remember
one occasion when he drove his horse
through an open doorway and into n
front room and fired 4 pistol up the
chimney without dismounting. He was
regarded then as the finest horseman
of the State. and it was this early
training which made il possible for him
so gracefully to reveal his ability as a
hOrseman.
Copyright. 1915 by E. ] Edwards. All rights re
served)
Tomorrow Dir. Edwards will tell Of
The Founder of Great American
Hospital"