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Show wr lmm BY ARY her mother knew, had. taken in con-o- r fonm'r admiration ,,r 'U U h!'al'tn Hopes Prulices an?, with womanly recert Incon- Mr lm cause he reaHi,e thi aUeratlon in her feelings. Eeversux rora ILLUSTRATIONS BY DON C. WILSON )W Bronn, (CofyrtgM, 1903, by V C&npyy) WTH C4J! she ON RACE soon passed to aivf,'s s1,r('p or nature of she l scarcely have ana-.zo- d But it, immediate effect wae that she cnteied into a seeming flirtation with tho joung Kentuckian, who was only too pleased to respond. All this tui uishid a now and singular illustration of loves blindness hese four "plujlng at cross purposes" and wilfully misunderstanding one another; while, beaming upon them from the head of the table, was Gen. La Roche, his ees and heart filled with unsuspected admiration and love for the beautiful Spanish girl who-- so far as could be Inferred from appearances regarded him simply as hei friend and banker. Just as dinner was over, a negro and horse appeared before the outer door, the former bearing a letter from Gov. Claiborne to Gen. La Roche, urging his Immediate presence in New Orleans. "Why, you black scoundrel! thundered the gpneral, his face ablaze with v'rath. efter h had rend tho letter and glanced at Its date, "this Is five days old and should have reached me four dajs ago!" The frightened messenger looked woefully at his left arm, which was in a sling, and explained that, a short distance from Newr Orleans, down by the little Bayou dOr, his horse had fallen and broken a leg, while he himself, pitching over the animals head, had been stunned and lay until found by some negroes living In a cabin near by. who bad bandaged his arm and shot his horse, "Come inside with me. while I make ready to start, said La Roche to Lafltte, after ordering his horse to be saddled; "I want a few words with - f'XKCt P'titi ffettrmf) I happen to know, because I heard the same tale from tnv have unde ,bo had little liking for the who knew this boy at that tune. Tim S'beauty, now took herself off. boy id now known to jou as Capt lth two girls soon went down Jean Utfitte." see the Count de was the together, to amazed, and emaclat-fl- , half feeble whom, exclamation. the back among Lazalle nodded. found lying 1WJ 0f his chair. "Capt, Jean I afltte! Rose counts chair, do Cazeneau, her voice repeated tathe floor, near the faint with asAnd yet." she added f, tw0 sacks, which both girls saw tonishment. of those the counterparts tlf rTlnK t0 grasp the wonderful 1m to Gen. La Roches house that fact, he told me, when he brought old negro-o- ne me to my grandpere, that he morning, and an had jeemed trusted in his masters known my mother, but I supposed he on his knees, having Just had met her in New Orleans. mouth of one of Waa It Capt. Jean who ted tying the brought you from the Choctaws? asked Lazalle as and now surprised in turn. m master then, fe entered the room, making a Mademoiselle de Ca.eeau nodded, - but seemed for him to desist, he had subdisinclined to enter into details and fortune favored her In to the floor, apparently waiting , tie call to be ended, and Mad- this, for Lazalle said, "There Is Capt. her Jean now. era de Cazeneau felt that vis-;!f He was coming across the fields father was desirous that his should leave him. toward them, apparently on his way were half way to Kanauhana. But, Tils they did, and just as they nofirst field, when Lazalle ticed him he took a sharp turn to oss the .tjnarm about the shoulder of the the left, in the direction of the timbeside her. ber, where, at the edge of the woods, jit figure when I found you I two men stood as if Rose, Ijttie waiting his apcrying, and Ive proach. One of ft'om was Sliapira. you had been a wondering about It ever since. who was leaning on a long gun, and what has been his companion was Baptistme. rB you not tell me That man with the gun is the one il'Ing you? from whom grandpere rented our new joe, lifting a pair of earnest eyes brilliant fare, asked, plantation. said Rose, as the two ,iht dark, 4 me, Lazslie, have you known girls, walking slowly, watched I.a fittes tall figure approaching the !ft Jean long? Uzalie came to a halt and her lids I wordir where he waiting men. --owed as they dropped over her lives. He Is always about the fields tiling eyes, from w hich all iaugh-- t and woods, yet there Is no housp for ns gone. many miles, except Gn. I a Roche's town him long? Yes, and no. I and the One at Kanauhana. Far In the depths of the wood upon sift If any soul, even those nearest whose claim can to know edge Shaplra and Baptistine truthfully j, st man. I lived for many years In stood, and upon the domain of the entrance to the house, where Capt. Jean y uncle's lived ; that Is, he came and went, "Colonnch." It was apparently nothing more it, for the last three years. Ive not than a ragged fissure, of earth, chokpd n him until this morning." Something in her tone something by vines and tangled forest growths her face her manner, caused a sus-tlo- a and suggesting only the lair of a wild to flash through Mademoiselle beast or deadly serpent. But, some chapter i'a!n- XXIV. h01 Las La-zali- Kanau-hana,.wa- s d hi By HUGH MclIUGH 1GBORGC. V. HOBART r, "There We Sat. One day last week I was beating the ballast up Broadway when Pete, the Piker, declared himself In and began to chatter about cinches at the trnck. Get the saw, Pete, and cut It, I said; Its many a long day since Ive been a Patsy for the ponies. Once they stung me so hard that for months my bunk account looked like a porous plaster, so I took the chloroform treatment and now you and your tips to the discards, my boy, to the discards!" Pete Isnt really a native of but he likes to have people think he knows the racing game backwards. And he does backwards. In real life he's a theatrical manager Is and his name on the three-sheePeter J. Badtime, the Human Salary ts Sjioller. In theatrical the letter, "that the conference was to have taken place two. evenings ago." Yes damn It! replied La Roche, But rousing from his abstraction. I doubt if Claiborne takes any decisive action before 1 can get to him." "You think, then, that there can be no doubt of Baratarlas offer meeting with favor? "How can there be? was the dogClaiborne matically put question. will not be so foollsh-;- so lacking In foresight, at sueh a time as this. But," now showing a little anxiety, "even should he refuse, you will not go over to the British? The flash of Laflttes eyes would have been sufficient answer to this. Put he said quietly. "In such case I shall remain neutral. And if the British attack BaraRoche. tarla?" suggested Then Baratarla will defend her a self. mind. Impelling her to realizing that she had ut--words, "Lazalle, do you Cueneau'a i?, before tl (To be continued.) the or hate, Capt. Jean?" IwIIe turned so fiercely that her companion was startled and, ctttlng her query, hastened to say, kindly of him, yet your kindness for know, I really 'll him. 1 caunot tell what to k about tho man; for Zeney says 'UBot Capt. Jean who killed men Earned their ships, and was a pirate, but that these things done by another aian, whom l5t Jean was with, and who is now ipeak Mem to hold no 1 I my8cif-- do you -- it" tell you the name of this tfitan this wicked captain, who h 'Mb cruel things?" Inquired assumed carelessness, and wtnpaujon could not see the the dark ejeo now staring WdZonoy Ia-'tvlt- n nm k a ahead. ?ea; he was t,s 8tart'4 called by from toalle, whose J turned away. Rut the ; of Capt. Peculiar face was hardening the red under Up, to bo seen told her that she had said talnij to affect the Spanish Profile, rtoly, itdp feeling uneasy. silence added, with jjvfr sk to any something which n o(rnHo. "I It not rath-i- t was this very Capt. ho brought my mother over ranee ? had regained ,!a face "'l,rrln. and 11 mufh Mademol-JG"twii- . feeling somewhat "Upped her hand within ' of her friend. tJLB,5r nml,,or told mo of sueh a bo Who was In the plaee tot? ,t,mt olkht ore this Capt. tond of as an ninjN i ,on,t LiL,'"lred w ,n bick sldcwlso as Lazalle the name of this Trh:yrnot lt Bara-tarla'- Car.--nra- Hinder could i , Indian had Imparted Its secret to Lafltte, and Shaplra's deceased uncle, the former owner of s Kanauhana, had been one of faithful most agents. Gen. La Roche and I.nfltte had held a long consultation, during which the latter had told his host of the lectnt visit from the English officers; oi their proposition and of Beluches departure for New Orleans for the purpose of laying the Bnratnrlan ofLr before the governor. I.a Roche, like I afltte. wondered a' Beluche's unexplained failure to lie also expressed surprise that. In the face of such an unusual and Important event, he had not been sent for by the governor, with whom bis relations, both personal ar.d official, were very close, ami who. be felt assured. would not decide the matter upon his own responsibility "I must go to the city this aftermorning, at the lat noon or snld. when the had the general est, and the clock ended, was ccnnultatlon bx on the martel of hi" study had. to rise, tofitte caused twelve, chiming over to Kanausaving that he must go de Cozen, nu Count see and hana, Imt He was bnck within an hour saw nothing of Mademoiselle de until all were seated at 4n,,r was giving J When young Stewart that na aoincthlnc of lively account he was while occurred that forenoon, hunting. me story created considerable laughter, and Lafltte, softened look and gracious himself. s the Island Rose I0'"-- the ss well s them. rHbciI .r!cs; she met glances with which esuse. to an entirely wrong made him very They would have like those he lmd f"r formeHv hnlwn. had years befoie, an know; my mother to mention It" Uughed. "Shall a tell you '?5,! How can you possibly know for Out belief that love her fitting now was tempering af Cnul' IowbM litmK. ( hi. J''JJ 1'. circles they call htm the Impresario with the sawdust koko d and the appetite. Every time Pete poses as an angel for a troupe If you listeu hard you can hear the fuse blow out somewhere between Albany and Schenectady. From time to time over 2,197 actors have had to walk home on account of Pete's cold feet. Pete can develop a severe case of frosted pave pounders quicker than any angpl that ever had to dig for the oatmeal money. Pete Is an Ace all right the Ace of Chumps! His long suit when he isnt dishing out his autobiography Is to stand around a race track and bark at the bookmakers. Pete Is what I would call a plunger with the lid on. He never bets more than two dollars on a race and even then he keeps wishing he had It back. Pete had me nailed to the corner of Broadway and 42d street for about ten minutes when fortunately Bunch Jefferson rolled up in his new kerosnne cart and I needed no second Invitation to hop aboard and give Pete the happy split-secon- you. When in his own room, he handed the letter to I.afitte, and fuming about, lit a eigar, while giving Instructions to his valet in a most impatient manner that bespoke mental disturbance. The governor had written him that, having received, from an unexpected quarter, a proposal promising valuable support for the defense of New Orleans, he had railed a meeting of officials and prominent men of th city, at which he the general was urged to lie pres nt. "I see." said I afltte, after perusing "Then Baratarla will defend herself." TIPSTERS. Upon the Appropriation. Senator Cullom says there were no weather maps and no weather science To when he was a younger man. ascribes he notions these the increased volume of modern talk about the weather. In fact, lie thinks we should have much less weather were It not for the government's scientific meteorologists. The lack of foundation for weather talk, said he In conversation about Chithe cold wave, "reminds me of a here ago came who years man cago ie behalf of an appropriation for some health project In that city. said he, eardly, Is Just sweeping through Chicago.' You cant Oh, no, I answered. s of pneumonia nn Hint sex ore aro prevalent now In Chicago. "Well.' he explained, 'they will be If we dont secure this appropriaWashington Post. tion. Depended day-da- I asked, "Whither away, Bunch? as the Bubble began to do a Togo through the fattest streets in the town. "I thought I'd run up and get the girls and take em for a spin out to the Belmont Park races, Bunch came back. "Did you telephone them?" I Inquired. "No, but ! told Alice this morning that if I got through at the office In time I'd take her to the track. We tan call for Peaches on the way across town." was Bunchs programme. Bunch!" I suggested; "Whisper, "let's do the selfish gag for once and leave the wives at home. I havent beL a nickel on a skate for two years, but my little black man has the steering and Im going to fall off wheel y the sense wagon and break a five dolto-da- lar bill rhurkled I'm with you, John," Bunch, and half an hour later we were pleuro-pneunmni- ca-e- Ail ta Be Renounced. Prof. Dune, in t'ainplidl Lee. formerlof y- bead of the Cornell department Ches a In Adonis form, iitory, 's an i, rfi.'Ul In manner and a Beau Brum-n,e- il attire. Ills onetime colleague, readily obtain e Stephens, could Me museum fat dime a as employment luman did he not find history more crative. Finally Prof. Harry Toners of of the same Institution, though one i lie mot genial of men, was nothing has than M",hlstophellan In appearone ance. Coming down the eompus trio passed two striking this day was cvIdenUy a Indies, one of whom the local sight. shown being stranger to explain, about an Her companion "Those were professors" Interrupted Indeed! .professors. "I should rail them th lorhh the firth and tho 1evll."-- Nw York Times. In 70 Years of Age. 200 Persons Over csnvsss of the city and township sn old hist mads by Georye Phillips, how per many ascertain resident, to sons were living t the age of seventy found 200 l.f years and upward, 105. females, ti': males, The' oldest person found waa Mra. M yerra. Emily Cattlen, colored, aged born In were number a large Quite Correftn vlctnlty.-Salthis city and Leader. Cleveland mrs spond A the price of a leather Randwlch) ( between us. we bad mentioned to th Every dog bookies proved to be a false alarm. Every turtle we plunged on carried our money to the bonfire and dumped 1 it in. Is man black little whimper"My I'm cured. ing, Bunch," I said. "One hundred and sixty bucks t0 the bad for mine, laughed Bunch. "I guess that win bold me temporarily. 'Come on, John; let's bop In th, Bubble and dash back to the Hotel Astor; the girls will be waiting for us," We hurried to the spot where Flash Harvey was to leave the but there was no sign of Flash or th machine. Seven oclock came and still no sign of Flash or the Bubble, and there w s&t, two sad boys without a bau bee in the jeans, hungry to the limit and with an ever present vision of our two worried wives displacing a bunch of expensive space in a restaurant while they waited for us to show. It was pitiful. Eight oclock came, no Flash, na machine, while there we waited and watched our hair as It slowly turned gray. I had gone through my pockets till I wore holes In them without locating anything In the shape of moneyj but finally on about the nine hundred' and nineteenth lap Bunch discovered a dollar bill tucked away In a corner, whereupon we turned our faces to every point of the compass and called Flash being an old friend of ours Bunch had to fall for the spiel and loaned him the Bubble fortwlth. Ten minutes later we were so busy falling listening to the sure-thlnfrom the eager tongues of the various friends we met that we quite forgot nil about Flash and the busy barouche. we fell over The first rlnch-bulldwas Harry McDonough, the Inventor of the stlnglees mosquito now In use on his Jersey farm. Harry has the mosquito game down so fine that hes going to take a double sextette of tnem Into vaudeville next season. He has trained these twelve skeets to sing "Zobla Grassa," and A1 Holbrook has promised to teach them a Venetian dance. Harry offered us four winners In the first race and two cigars. He told us If we lost to smoke the cigars carefully and we'd forget our troubles and our names; but If we won we could use the cigars as firecrackers. Then we ran across Jeff DAngells, the composer of the new tune now played on the automobile horns. Jeff hadn't picked out a horse to win any race because his loyalty to sneeze-wagois so Intense that he wont even drink a horses neck. He explained that he only came to the race trnck to show the horses his smoke-bugg- y and make them shiver. George Yates, the Inventor of the machinery for removing sunburn from pickles, was there and he tried to pre-aeus with a sure winner In the third race. A little inter on we discovered that the horse Yates was doing a rave over had been dead for four years and that the card front which he was lifting his dope was the programme of the meet at Sheepshead In 1896. Some kind and thoughtful stranger had lifted fifty cents from George's surplus and In return had stung him with an ancient echo of the plttypats. Our next adventure was with Joe Miron, the famous horse trainer and inventor of the only blue mare In caper r ns nt When X Got Home But Whata thq Use. down maledictions on tho head ol Flash Harvey, wherever he might bt and then ducked for the trolley. When we finally reached the Hotel Astor It was a quarter past ten, so we decided It was too late for dinner and we didnt go in. At home but whats the use? tivity at Elmhurst The war Is over now and a treaty "Say, why didnt I ace you guys bed of peace has been signed. fore the first race: I had a We are even with Flash Harvey, pipe!" yelled Joe. "I had that race beat to a stage though. In the Bubbl He got wait, Joe went on, enthusiastically. "Why, all you had to do was play and tried to give an Imitation of e The Goblin Man to win and 'Mur-deral- torpedo destroyer, with the result that for a plan It was Just like a Reub constable pinched him and th getting money from the patent medi-rln- e whole outfit and threw him in a rural bastlle for the night. business. How much did you win, Joe?" I InThats what delayed him. (Copyright, IWl. by G. W Dillingham Co.) quired. "Who, me!" Joe came back. "Why PATHOS IN CHILDS NAME. I didnt get here In time to place a bet. I drove over from Elmhurst and the Last of Sixteen Bore What Was blue mare burst a tire. But, say, I've Thought by Farenta an Apgot a mother's darling In the third propriate "Handle. certain! for race! Oh, Ua a ladybug You guys play Perhaps to win and A speaker at one of the cessions of you'll go home looking like Tlerp the Philadelphia Methodist conference Morgan after a busy day. It can't tells this story, which, be says, waa lose, this clam cant! Say, that horse related to him by lllshop Hartsell: Perhaps' wears gold plated overshoes "The bishop, while on a southern and It can kick more track behind It tour, met a darky who was the father than any ostrich you ever see! Why, of 16 rhlldreu, the youngest of It's got ball bearing castors on the whom was scarcely out of arms, and feet and It wears a naphtha engine on asking him what thi youngsters Gpt reckless name In the forward turret. was, received this reply: Judal with the coin, boys, and go the limit, Scarlot, suh. In cave to and If the track happens You dont mean to tell me that and it does lose. Ill drag you down that is really his baptismal name, dq to Elmhurst behind the blue mare and you? asked the bishop. make the aurtlon pump In the back" Indeed, I do, suh; aint dat S yard do an Imitation of Walter Julies scrlptral name? singing Captain Kidd' with the bum "Yes; but do you know who Judas pipes." Iscariot was? Joe was so much In earnest about Course I does, sab; but doan is It that Bunch and I put up fifty on say It wouttt have been betScripture "Perhaps" and waited. ter for Judua Scarlot if he had never We are atlll waiting. been horned? " Yes; but what has that to do with "Perhaps" may have been a good horse but he had a bad memory and this poor little chap? never could recollect which end of the "Dats Jest It, sah; dats jest It; It track was the proper place to finish, would have been better for dis poor Joe must have left for Elmhurst little chap If be had never been after the race because he burned, and dats why we calls him failed to answer roll call. Judas Scarlot" Then we ran across Dave Torrence, the famous Inventor of the disappearTowns Made While You Wait ing trump so much used by pinochle In the the log house is a players. becaum the portable saw mitt rarity, When Dave began to dope 'em out goes along with the tlmberman and for ua Bunch and I hid our pocket-book- s aits the log Into framing and boards In our shoes. for the dwelling while you wait. And There were teara In Bunch's eyes, the people ara even In touch with lb but I was busy looking for a rock. world. If they have no tltna to plant "Here's a good one," Dave suggest telephone potes, they nail the Insulaer; "listen to thla one, Easy Money tor to trees and run the wire through out of 'Life Insurance' by 'Director the woods. In the old days of the And here's a good ono, 'Chauffeur' out "Plains WeRt' the town was born Do when the saloon, the suilthshop and of 'Automobile by 'Policeman!' th corner stor-- j threw open their you care for those?" "Here ere some more pcachortnoa doora. In tills, northwest tho comla munity springs Into existence with Dave went on, relentlessly, "her Buslncrs 'Golf Player' out of by everything ready for tho dally life of Not only are th 'Mosquito,' and here's another good Its Inhabitants. Mores prepared for trade, but (he one, 'Eternal Daylights' out of Rua achoolhouse ts awaiting the children, ila by 'Japan like em?" Bunch and I handed Dave th re- the church Invites to Sunday worship and It Is strange If tho town newspaproachful face and fled for our lives. Then w got down to business and per does not come off the press to its began to lose our money with more reader within a month or so after th birth of the future city. D. II. Brock, system and less noise, ' At the end of the fifth race we In Th Outing Magszine. plush-covere- apeed-foolls- lo s "Pete the Piker. on our way to the track, after having sent notes to our wives that Important business kept us chained to the post of duty, but If they would meet us at the Hotel Astor at seven p. m. we'd all dine together. Bunrh had post tld his Bubble to n tree at the track and was In the act of giving It a tong tsd drink of gnmitne and some cracked oats, when Flash Harvey bore on us and mad n touch for the turn-o"Say, Bunch!" chirped Flash, "lend for half an hour, me the choo-rho- o will you? I have my lister and a dream cousin of our from Hartford her this aft. and I'm eager to show them how I ran pound a public roud Til take good car with a rowdy-car- t. of th machine and b back In two tow, honest. Bunch!" ut |