The Press., 1917-01-11
 5 The , Daredevil l } 4s ! By Maria Thompson Daviess ] Author of The Melting of Molly" * ] Copyright. 1916 by the Reilly & } Britton Co.
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| pen to the I'rlnce or CarfutnerS, Sa1C
 my rescuer as he inserted his head
 into the room for one little minute
 and beckoned us to follow him.
 And what did I find out there. upon
 that street?
 I then experienced a surprise that
 gave to me a very great pleasure and
 which made my heart to expand until
 1t almost burst the restraint of that
 towel of the bath under the bag of
 my brown cheviOt coat. Before the
 door of the house of the beautiful
 Madam WhitwOrth stood the gray rae
 ing car of my Buzz and before it stood a slim car of similar make.
 that seemed to be almost a black.
 while behind it stood one of equal if
 not superior elegance of shape which had the beautiful blacknCss of jet.
 That was not all. Across the street stood also a car of a golden brown
 and to the front of it one of the red
 of very dark cherry.
 There you are," said my Buzz, with
 wave of his hand. "Pick one, with
 the compliments of the general. I
 think the amethyst is a jewel"
 "Oh, 1t Is not possible to me to ac- cept present of such delight from my good uncle, the General Robert.
 must go to him and say that am not
 wOrthy!' exclaimed, with large fal-
 tering in my voice.
 All right. Just jump into the one
 you like best and drive on down to the Old Hickory club and say 1t to him
 Sorry that you can't come along, Mrs. Pat, but that glad rag you've got on Is too great beauty with which to appear in public. Better take it into the house before you catch a cold in this breeze"
 Yes, must run in,'' answered Madam Whitworth, with a slight shiv- ertng in her gown of great thinness. They are perfectly wonderful, boy, and say choose the brown darling"
 Governor Bill picked the cherry from the catalogue for us day before yesterday, but I think the amethyst has got it beat" answered my Buzz as he started toward his own car
 Jump into your choice and lead me on down to hear you refuse 1t to old fOrty-twO centimeter. And, mind, I have arranged a little dinner for you tonight"
 Then without further remark I fol- lowed him down the steps and got into that car which was the color of the heart of the cherry and I raced that MT. BumDlebee through the city of Hayesville in manner which put to, flight large population thereof.
 had not had my hands on the wheel of racing car for the many months since my father in his had left the small Pierre and Nannette and me weeping on the terrace of the Cha teau de Greg when he went to the bat tlefield of the Marne, and I drove with all of that accumulated fury withiIt me.
 And this Is what my uncle, the Gen eral Robert, answered to me as l told him of my unW Orthiness of his gift of the most beautiful cherry car:
 That Is just return for your con for me i'll being born a boy and hope you'll break the necks of about two dozen young females in this town before the weeks out. Begin on that baggage, Susan, right away" And as he spoke my uncle, the General Robert, came down the steps of the great club of Old Hickory with the GouVerneur Falkner and stood beside my Cherry with me.
 He's no better man than l, general, and I've been trying it all year," an swered my Buzz, with one of those de lectable grinnings upon his face.
 Indeed, my much loved Uncle Rob- ert, 1t is impossible that I accept your gift in gratitude that am not wom- an, because for the good PeasOn"- and my honor was about to rise up in arms and betray the daredevil and her schemes within me when that good l and most beloved GOuverneur Faulk- ! ner interrupted me by stepping into the cherry beside me with a laugh.
 Thank you, general. This is just ! what need i'll all of my business with | Robert. We'll be back in time to dine | with you at ' here at the club. Go put to the West End. Robert And l with his hand on the spark he started | he cherry, and was forced to sweep ! lway from my Buzz and my uncle. the General Robert, into the traffic and | away from the club of Old Hickory, which is named for a very great gen .ral of America and is a club of much ,ashion and some bad behavior, my Buzz has said to me.
 "I really didn't mean to kidnap you md the car, youngster, but I've had pain under my left pocket all day and have got to operate on it. A sudden impulse told me that it would be easier f took you with me toto sort of Jtand by," said my beautiful Gouyer- leur Faulkner in grave tone of voice IS I whirleI him out the broad avenue hat led to the west end of the city.
 "Oh, my Gouverneur Faulkner, is it hat you are i'll, perhaps to die by a ;nife" I exclaimed, and for a second
 let that wild cherry run i'll very dangerous manner almost upon anoth- F large car in the act of turning into he street.
 No, not that, Robert" he answered ne quickly, and he laid his hand on ny arm beside him for an instant as to give steadiness to me. Il want 'ou to take me out to the state prison.
 want to talk face to face with man vhO killed his own brother in cold food, 1t is said. A pretty powerful in- uence is at me day and night for a eprieve, and I--1 don't know what to o about it. It is a difficult case. If
 went in my official capacity to see he man 1t might give his friends un- ue hopes, and suddenly felt that I Ould run away from the whole bunch t this hour of the day and see the nan himself without anybody's know | ag 1t save the superintendent of the ; ris0n and myself. You don't count. ecause in this case you are myself" Always would be yourself to you. ly reverenced Gouverneur Faulkner i