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Show place and rale where hls I am glad! ruled. .Author oh 7!ojQjtthndd SR; CROCKETT 1858, by S. It. (Copyright, luu, Continued revenge I have which as the last. It shall be I shall to you. as yours that I may It is the up XXXII- .- CH ffl Pe ke? me 8he Sald and led Ulm With-the inner pavilion. A dim light sifted through the open the men had gone out flap by which with their load the Princess taste to prefer a Jot for the ot that I cared other" (here Is far My taste Prln-fis- t tenderly) "but the I widow or maid as wed, provinces, not 7 take her by f(0d these must beasmine well as ! and succession .nnonest. The way Is carrion which That piece of name was oiled by a princes the Conrad, while ago. tel out a a -- to Is a man, shall die like Russia and Holy ind I Ivan, Mar-nl; ,:ter in. By the right of and Courtland, of city heir shall be mine; Kernsberg shall be be mine; Ilohenstein I will try a fall . hen mayhap and the Mark with Plassenburg executioners Son and his little But sweeter than all shall sewifo. . revenge upon the man I hate him who took his betrothed x 2rlS ' whom the bad CN I .I $LWo, e helterj Ivan of Muscovy." from said Theresa indeed be sweet! il worthy and lure thought oar von Lynar, "It And what shall terrible revenge?" of It long I have I have d ft over, this and that of-- the smearing with honey tha anthill, or trepanning and brain but I have m( on the will l5bt at last of something that world tingle" e the ears of the and whispered j leaned forward the ear of Theresa von Lynar the Me death prepared for her only Us-d- , She nodded calmly as she lit the wonderful up Joy but a ,t jiaa face. to glad 1 came hither," she mured; It Is worth It all." rtoce Ivan took her hand In both Is and pressed It fondly, lid you shall be gladder yet," he I have some , my Lady Theresa. ; to aay. I had not thought that t lived In the world any woman even as I knew not Lke minded, there lived any woman so beau-Together you and I might rule world. Shall It be together? . lot Prince Ivan," she Interposed what is kly, but still smiling, ! I thought you were set on wed-- ; the Princess Margaret. You e to Bake her first widow and then L dated If I arten he said, looking amor-- r . ip at her, I wed for a king-- rheresa. rponl e of i But I J It City 40 b , Sit 10; II 00.000; 000; S isioned it MW md at 1 I must but with Theresa!" ie heart, my ! vis on bis knees before her clasping her hand. consent? he said, with trill already in his tone . did not say nay!" she answered, . (KHK marry the woman who Is site. It Is our custom. the left hand. It Is true, any hr Ion m still roa 1 sigh. klued her hand e and rose to his He would have taken her In his s. but s noise In the pavilion dis-- d him. He went quickly to the da nd peeped through, he. Bald, "only the aarj thuothlng come to fetch the powder for the as U Crockett.) sreTi cannon. But the night i apace. In an hour we assault ith an eager look on his face he aearer to her. rhereaa," he said, "a soldier's woo nut needs be bjisk and speedy, nd mine yet swifter. Our re K beckons us. Do you abide here I return with those goods friends i names we have mentioned. ere I go forth, pledge me This Is our true betrothal. bow, r love. and hmrcrimsonI)aybarWa8lay breaking across the a path et un(rlsen "in. Theresa and Prince Ivan stood beside the dead. He had been roughly thrown down on the pile of rough boxes which the powder manufactured bycontained the Mar-gra- f s alchemists according to the famous recipe of Bartholdus Schwartz. The lid of the largest chest stood as If open, the men were returning for yet another burden. Quick! she said, here In the presence of the dead, I will whisper It here, here and not elsewhere. She brought him round with the gentle compulsion of her hand till he stood in a little angle where the red light of the dawn shone on his dark, handsome face. Then she put an arm strong as a wrestlers about him, pinioning him where he stood. Yet the gracious smile on the womans lips held him acquiescent and content. She bent her head. "Listen, she said, this have I never done for any man no, not so much as this! And for you will I do much more. Prince Ivan, you speak true death alone must part you and me. You ask me for a love pledge. I will give It. Ivan of Muscovy, you have plotted death and torture the death of the Innocent. Listen! I am the wife of Henry of Kernsberg, the mother of the lad Maurice von Lynar whom ye would slay by horrid devices. Prince, truly you and I shall die together and the time Is now! Vehemently for hls life struggled Prince Ivan, twisting like a serpent, and crying, Help! Help! Treachery! Witch, let me go, or I will stab you where you stand. Then Theresa von Lynar laughed aloud as she held him in her grasp. "The password. Prince do not forget the password! You will need it tonight. I, Theresa, have not forgotten. It is Henry the Lion! Remember! And Theresa dropped the naked candle she had been holding aloft Into the great chest of dull black grains which stood open at her side. HYOUNG BRIDE RISKS Meantime, beneath In her the Princess Margaret was her husband's life a burden to making him, or rather, first quarreling with him and the next moment throwing her arms about hls neck In a passion of remorse. For that is the wont of dainty Princess Margarets who are sick and know not what alleth them. Little one, he said, I want you to he good. This Is a great and a glad day. my sister finds the happiness that you and I have found. Today I am to sit In my fathers seat and have my own name among men. You must help me. Will you, little one? For once let me be your tire woman. I have often done my own tiring when, In old days, I dared death In womens garments for your sweet sake. Dearest, do not hurt my heart any more, but help me." His wife smiled suddenly ' 1 her tears, and cast her arms .--i neck. "Oh, I am bad bad had she cried vehemertly. It were no wonder If you did not love me. But co keep loving me. I should die else. 1 will be better, I wtl- l-I will! I do not know why I should be so bad. Sometimes I cannot help It." But Maurice kissed her and smiled as If he knew. We will live like plain and honest MRS. with me I am afraid of the like a child. ulle ot a woman rrnVald . ? ,,h lvU,ta,k8 In hen . opened the i oM. ...rn Innler which danged Bl look the candle In her ch, hpr r,Kht hnnd with a Mb h o Vvm BITTER COLO HAS NO TERROR Woman Firat Carries Injured Man from Burning Home It Now Near Death Because of Her Awful Experience. Harrold, S. D. South Dakotas new heroine Is Mrs. Petra Lien, the bravest girl In the west, who Is hovering between life and death at the home of her sister, Mrs. John Kiseman of this place, and the title of heroine will remain with her whether she lives or dies. Petra Peterson, aged 23, married Andrew II. Lien thre months ago, and their honeymoon was scarcely over when the tragedy occurred. They lived on a furm ten miles south of this town and their home was a favorite place for the young people of the com munlty to gather. When the young couple retired a few nights ago, the fire In the Bitting room above was quite low. About midnight the husband arose to look after it Fearing it would go out he threw In some kerosene, or possibly, as some of the neighbors think,' gasoline. An explosion followed, enveloping the man In flames. lie was terribly burned, hls thin attire being consumed Instantly. Hls screams brought hls young wife from her bed. With a skirt which she had grabbed as she ran, she fought the flames and managed to drag her husbtand from their midst. The whole room was ablaze and she realized the uselessness ot trying to extinguish the fast growing fire. Although much smaller than her sturdy huBband, she practically carried him, herself barefoot, through the snow to the barn. She laid hls quivering form In a pile ot hay and returned to the house for clothing. The whole building was in flames. She could neither enter to get wearing apparel nor to telephone to neighbors. She knew she must, herself, go for aid. Returning to the barn the brave young bride took the scorched skirt with which she had fought the flames, and wrapping it about her now semiconscious husband, prepared for the terrible ordeal of riding through snow and bitter cold wind, almost nude. A bridle was hastily put on their fleetest horse, but no saddle, the wife realizing that the warm body of the animal must be relied upon to supply needed beat to keep her . own tender flesh from freezing. And so she began the notable ride which will be related for Little one, I want you to be good, country folk, you and I. be said. Let Anna and Martha follow their Now smile on me, little onel Ah, that's better." In April eyes the sun After that It mattered little that at shone Margarets out again, and she clung lovthe same moment beyond the Alla the ingly to her husband a moment before trumpets of Hugo, Prince of Plassen she would let htm go. burg, blew tbelr first blast. Not In a vast and solemn cathedrat CHAPiER XXXIII. was Joan married, but In the old church of Kernsberg, which had so The Head of the Church Visible. often raised the protest of the Church So." said Pope Sixtus, amicably, the exactions of her ancestors against "your brother was killed by the great The bridal escort was of her own explosion of Friar Roger's powder In tried soldiery, now to be hers no the camp of the enemy! Then you more, and all of them were a little are the heir to the kingdom you must sad for that Hugo and Helene of marry you must marry!" Plassenburg had come Hugo because Conrad flushed fiery red. he was the representative of the Em "Holy Father," he said nervously, peror, and Helene because she was a hls eyes on the Alban Hills, "It was sweet and loving woman who delightconcerning this that I made pilgrim- ed to rejoice in anothers Joy. age to Rome that I might consult When at last they came down the , choristers your Holiness! aisle, and the sweet-voiceThe pontiff nodded amicably, maidens sang, and the white-robe- d will receive back your hat scattered flowers for their feet to walk "Well,-I will annul your orders. Br,t whom upon, the bride found opportunity to do you wish to marry? What, your whisper to her husband, "I shall never brothers widow? It will be difficult, be Joan ot the Sword Hand any this marriage difficult, but not Im- more!" possible. He smiled back at her as they came The Pontiff paused to give Conrad out upon the tears and laughter and time to speak. throng acclaim of the "I will pay Into the treasury of the that filled the little square. marHoly Father on the day of my Fear not, beloved," he said, and hls ducats," thousand hundred a riage eyes were very glad and proud, "bs said Conrad. joan to me, and I will be your Sword The Pontiff turned about and beck- Hand! oned to a tall young man In a black (The End.) soutane. He Knew the Subjects. Glultano, come hither! he cried and as he came he explained In hls In a far western canon, near the low tone, My nephew. Yes, my dear Mexican border, are four graves, the Courtland! headboards marking them fashioned nephew. Prince Conrad of You are to go and prepare documents from the rough deals of a packing I will case. In the graves are burled three concerning this noble prince. nature pres- of a little party of seekers after gold, as their to Instruct you ently. Await me In the hither library," and one of a band of greasers from When he was gone the Pope sat across the boundary who contested moment absorbed In thought the American claim to the rlcbw.errl-torI will send him to Courtland with In the canon. and bring The faulty orthography of the rudeyou. He will marry you back the benefaction. Your hand, my ly carved epitaphs Justifies the conson. I am an old man and teed help jecture that the Fadder on the first a headboard Is Intended for Padre May you be happy! In the bestowed sobriquet sometimes lawless Southwest upon an abstemiEpilogue of Explication, day. ous comrade. It was the morning of whiteevery enThe princely banner flew from That the carver of the epitaphs desday that for ultimate the to as Kernsberg, ideas Castle tower In tertained and gain tination of hls fallen companions, and It was to lose a duchess second wedding duke. It was Joans that of the detested Mexican, U plain the first marriage. her of the day from the direction Indicated by day the fbove hand the of tb. Wtl. bill Index finger C0 on each board. name SO brave a gathering in hls era princes laid Henry theLkm he there vault Getting Even grave. In the great new tomb, a plain a that plutocratic gentlo-mawas was "Who there slept bowed Inscription to, 3qulgglns? the with marble slab you just who does all the OF was plumber WIFE "That "THERESA, the win-HOI house during In my the work DUKE OF KERNSBERG ter months?" enstein. the But you seem to have quite kindly In Latin, and And underneath, which rlumbors feelings toward him. the presentato after used PEACE! are hardly "AFTER THE TEMTEST. perhaps he has ef tion of their bills. For, strangely enough.bytheo let you down easy" of the e Providence or some freak Not at all. He soaked me and his he has other customers so hnrd that out of automobile an to buy So boon able was J I tel! you. had hls profit. But. for now, Just him see to mighty glad l here ib.l of revenge. bor It aavored lb. In whnt way?" out "That plumber was Just coming b"t I'll of an automobile repair shop. taste of hls own medicine he s cot and It will har:rupt him Just to there, devil wagon b- -r kero the wlmols of nil ,l.b,d.- lb. - running right. If ttb Wt poetic nothus. whnt Is" d 1 d 8 i ure of surrender to Prlnco j1 1 Jut Kffii .r itni' "k.d 'rrr0'' ??bW3?.s i"Srd! JjytSid PETRA LIEN RIDES THREE MILES IN NIGHT ROBE TO SUMMON AID. n ' Jua-tlc- A couple of days ago a gentleman called upon me with a message (from ths German emperor). . . . The wording of the message was; "Convey to Mr. Clemens my kindest regards. Ask him If he remembers that dinner, and ask him why he didn't do any talking." Why, how could I talk when be was talking? He held the age, as the poker-clergsay, and two can't talk at the same time with good effect It reminds me of the man who was reproaching a friend, who said: I think It a shame that you have not spoken to your wife for IS years. How do you Justify it?" "I didnt want to Interrupt her. If the emperor had been at my table be would not have suffered from my silence, he would only have suffered from the sorrows of hls own solitude. If I were not too old to travel I would go to Berlin and Introduce the etiquette of my own table, which tallies with the etiquette observable at other royal tables. I would say: Invite me again, your majesty, and give me & chance;" then I would courteously waive rank and do all the talking myself. I thank bis majesty for hls kind message, and am proud to have it and glad to express my sincere reciprocation of Its sentiments. From Mark Twain's Autobiography In the North American Review. N t Pmword, Prince do not forget password I J m ve you, Ivan!1 that I may r my heart till my return!" uld have taken her In his Theresa turned quickly, v. looked anxiously uni ,baclt of tent where lay u prince. "Hush! 1 hear aomo 'he said. willed upon him a and-- i douc llk Bunshlno through August Personage at the Table Had a Monopoly of It LIFE FOR HUSBAND. To-da- y many-colore- WHY MARK DIDN'T TALK. e, I years to come to the children of this community and state. Through the dark, moonless night she urged her horse, her stiffening Augers and limbs from the biting cold being forgotten In the mental anxiety for her suffering husband. The thin night gown offered but meager protecweather and tion from the near-zerthe snow flung from the hoofs of the running horse struck her continually. But she conquered, where failure would have been more logical. Three miles were traversed and a wall from the freezing wife brought quick response from neighbors. When helped from her horse she seemed on the verge of collapse, but rallied quickly and insisted upon golug back to her o y WAIT FOR THIS. round trip to California, Only f via Salt I,ak Route. Write for full Information to J. II. Burtner, Salt Lake City. GO Keep Mum. Women, as women, are pretty much alike. They have the same hair, differing slightly only as to color and length; same features, same thoughts. When we love one of them, therefore, we are In reality loving them all. But It Is as well not to mention this. Life. $30 California & Ret. Salt Lake Route. She Rode at Furious Doctor. Pace for Life on a Troopship. revels In The troopship ot with Its compeer luxuries compared husband at once. She would wait for of other days, and If the soldier nownothing but to be hurriedly dressed In adays grumbles to himself at hls clothing of her neighbor, and then cramped accommodation and hls ship's astride her panting horse she again fare, he can take comfort In the covered the three miles at top speed thought that he enjoys advantages Friends came and medical aid. A1I that hls brother-in-arm- s ot the sailing-shi- p effort to save the life of Mr. Lien was even dreamed of. never period futile, however, and he died at day The Captain. break, In the barn where bis young wife had placed him. Knowledge of $30 CALIFORNIA $30 his death was the signal for Mrs. Lien Round trip via Salt Lake Route. to collapse and she was taken to the Sale begins April 2Gth. Write today. home of a friend. J. H. Burtner, Salt Lake City. Burned and frozen and suffering from nervous shock the bereaved Giving the Mall a Sendoff. Over In the little town ot Wildcat bride la still in a precarious state at ber sisters home here. Her hands n negro postmaster each day carries and face were scorched terribly by the the mall from the post office to the fire. Their home and all Its contents train. Slowly he places the mall were destroyed. The funeral ot Mr. pouch on a crane. As the fast train Lien was one of the largest ever held Is approaching and the arm on the In this (Hughes) county. mall car extends to sweep the bag from midair, the old man shouts: Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye! The honorable mall of these United Statee He saw the lights of the engine dis- la about to go." appear In the distance and started to 30 California & Ret. Salt Lake Route. find hls way out of the cemetery. "I kept on running, he said to a r Ever Have to Listen to 'Em. porter. In telling of hls experience, The Conversation (as It sounds) I out could minute get wishing every "All around me were white tomb- And I says to him, I says O, he eaye well. If you think, I saye eaye stones. I beard a noise In another dithen be saye he he I Just wait, I a white thing. rection and then I saw maybe It seemed to rise out of fie ground says Sadie aays she never yon didn't, I says, but I know, I My hair went up, too, I thnk. ays I dont care what anybody says Then I did run. I'll admit I was If he say so ho says I said he ho want-ioul to I afraid. Just dead get I I eaye says says of that place of horroro. I think I Puck.' a over with all was I damp graves, William Carpenter, a fireman, prayed. $30 California & Ret Salt Lake Route. had an experience which he hopes will cold, clammy sort of sweat with .'orehead hls wiped Carpenter never be repeated. Russian Farmers Organize. Members of hls fire company, still his handkerchief In memory of the In Russia there are agricultural oron. went he before event talking about Carpenter's experience, of zemstvos, was I time that all the "I ganisation! through thought look on the whole affair as a joke. He heading for Calvary atenue. After which largo quantities of farming supa time I saw the light o, a street car plies and machinery are produced. In the distance and It sort of kept me $30 California & Ret. Salt Lake Route. company. I followed the light, and WANTED THE WHOLE HOGS. the next thing I knew I had stumbled and fallen, and there looking at me was another white tb'ng. It wasn't Widow Fully Determined to Get Her as bad as the first, .hough. I was Money'a Worth. getting used to the spooks a little. I got up again and ran until I came "It'e curious how tho people have to a barb wire fence. I got over the turned around within a couple of fence without a scratch, and found I years and become ao distrustful, was In Walnut Pr.rk, north of the said the old farmer, as the matter of cemetery. All the .lme I had thought graft and trusts were touched upon. "I had four hogs to sell and advertised I was going south. A policeman tol I me where I was, them In the village paper. Half and how to get btek to the engine dozen people came out to see them, house. He said wo had made a run and among them waa a widow. She on a false alarm. I had been In the wanted me to awoar to the breed, the weight and the fact that the hogs cemetery an hour." were In good health. She wanted to Hens Laid for 35 Years. be assured of their good eyesight and Pennsburg, Pa. Twelve dollars was hearing. She wanted to be satisfied the price realized lor a pair ot hens that they were hogs. She at the public sale of William Stengals wanted me to sign a paper that I preperty at Pally. Mr. 8tengal said had raised the porkers Instead ot that he had owned the fowls for $5 stealing them. When I had done all years, and that during all that time this and the sale was about effected he auddenly turned and walked away. they had attended strictly to business. Mr. Stengel's farm Is located near Hallo, now, what's the matter? I calla cut their tails ground of colored ed after her. You-vjg n0 qUte fipnVnce(j that the whitefolks, and he did not lose sight of the off, she replied. 'Yes,' that was done 'Then you fact, for whenever gatherings were when they were pigs. garbed figures were not ghosts. ten on he would double-locand bar hls knock off 50 cents apiece for missing Late at ntcht, about half-pas- t o'clock, the Baden firemen were arous- chicken-coop- . tatli, or I don't buy. It's wholo bog The visit of the local preacher to er nont and no graft!'" ed by an alarm turned In from a box at Calvary and Florissant avenues. the Stengel farm always resulted In Fashion in Mcdiclno. Their shortest route to the fire was a hurry call for secretion of the favTbere Is a fashion In most thlngi, haswere the At chickens hens. orite Young through Calvary cemetery. and medicine during the last ten yeari big Iron gates on the Broadway side tily slaughtered and conspicuously dishat appeared to me to be ae much and Ammon the of , played. cemetery Capt under Its away as dress or charity. Fireman Carpenter left the hose reel. Halt one's duties as a medical man Is Innocencel Such Ammon opened the gates and then s devoted to explaining ewty tho Land's Stubb Bakes, Mrs. John, Caron the wagon. sprang to hls post of fashionable ths a be must barber physician, many there great penter was left behind to close the which, however, creditable to tho shops In Wall street! gates after the engine. Is particularly unfor-- I causes to What diagnostician, Stubb Mr. you the When he had closed the gates for tunate the Marla? patient, who readily hose reel and engine were a hundred think so, ot tho tnaladto a la mode. a makes Stubb the pet Mrs. papers Why, sty feet ahead of him, dashing rapidly up D. In Brltlih Medical W. men are trimmed of there hundreds Samwsys, the h' 11. Carpenter ran after the ... Journal. News, Dully Chicago every day. wsgor. shouting loudly. $30 California & Ret. Salt Lake Route. , to-da- y good-nature- camp-meetin- g e k dlag-noil- |