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Show ry I 'ifjEQE ftCE OF lAZASV-l L BY GEORGE HORTON ) Copyrighted, 1906, bj Tk Bo bU-Merrill Compaaj. Savior. That happened two thousani vears ago. ' ' "He is making sport of us! howled the mob. "He is a Jew himself! " ."Tell us," sneered the tall man. "are vou a Jewt ' ' I "I am not a Jew," replied Hardy I firmlv. "I am a Christian. There is not a drop of Hebrew blood in my I veins. ! "Then prove it to us. It has been j said that you are a Jew. If you are a Christian, you will throw out the Jew, that we may tear him in pieces, that wc may beat him to death. Act quickly, i for we must have the Jew! " I And again that awful crv went up. "The Mnschke! The Moschke! The Jew! The Jew! Hardy frit a light touch on his arm, and Wang whispered to him: "He is gone, he has got away!" "Friends." said Hardy in a calm, clear voice, "I cannot meet your test. There is no Jew here. I give vou my word that Mordecai is not here." Yasili now stood out from the others. "Mr. Hard v." he said, "we saw him run in this direction. We are sure he was coming here. Where else could he seek protection, save in the houe of his companion and friend?'' This sneeringly. ( To Re ( 'ontinued.) ' CHAPTER XXIX. "War, My Boy, War!" JIrdy ran through the large principal princi-pal room of the store, lighted by a single kerosene lamp with reflector, to the street door. This he opened and began be-gan to shove up the iron shutter. He 1 had not raised it more than two feet j 'when Mordeeai glided through beneath ( it and slammed it down again. He "was chattering with fright. Even by that dim light Hardv couid see that tho Jew's face was the color of veal and that his eves w. re dilated with horror "Save "me! Save me!" he pleaded ( hoarsely, as he fun. bled at the big key with trembling lingers, vainly trying to lock the door. "Hark!" he whispered, "the Christians Chris-tians are after me' Do you not hear them howling like wolves They will tear me to pieces' And, indeed, at that moment the sound of savage voices could be heard, louder and louder as they came nearer, shrieking, barking, howling: "Moschke! MoM-hke! The Jew! The Jew! " Mordeeai sank to the floor and threw his arms about Hardy's knees. "Save me, save me! and I will be your slave! Hardy seized the man by his shoulders, shoul-ders, shook him ronghlv and pulled him to his feet. "Get up, man." if said quietly, "and pull vourself together. I will do all I can for you. Wang, take him awav from the do .r take him back into in-to the store. Thex inav hear him here. " "Yes! Yes! " cha'tered Mordeeai. "I will hide. Hide me, boy. hide me! I have money. I will make you rich'" The shouting without had suddenly ceased. Absolute silence, more danger ous and terrible than noise, prevailed. Hardy stood listening, with onlv a wall and a door between himself and the Middle Ages. He must outwit this mob. somehow, he did not see exactly how-. He hard ly believed that it would demolish the j s'toreis it had the property of the JewJCi There must be some one among tho Vnaddoned fanatics to tell them thafltyfiis was American property, to SiggJH possible rr ribut ion in case they made a mistake. Hardy was glad r.ow that he had made such progress in Russian. At least, he would h" able to understand better what was going on and to make himself understood. And still that mysterious, portentous silence without! .'ould it be T.ossible that Vasili was admitting the Russians through the back door ( ould the man be so blind ?.. his own interests as that ? Were thex- (ioftv setting tire to t!o building ? There was a sudden crash, a loud hammering on the iron shutter. F i dentlv th- Russian- had h-n whispering whisper-ing together, and this sign of moment arv hesitation gave Hardv reassurance. "What do x .ii wantf" he sh ui'ed 1 through th- do..'- j 'The ,1 . w 1 The .lew!" carre hack the response in .': r-.ar. I "Wait a "m-r.t ' ' ' he caTeJ back. "I will c.tne op' and ta'k to vou. F.v.p! t b- had no clear plan in rr.'rd, ?ae the general 'da that ! rtol.St parley with this people. It xxas all-important to gain time, tha' ti.-ir passions might subside. perhaps. if j.- could get t'om to arguing. their furv would wear itself out in word. I'ossihlv he npgwt av sour -thing that woii'd deter trim from further on' j- t n s . There was a ga-ret. reached bv a lad der. A window ta. -d the stree. an) from this he d et -mi 1 u-d to parley with tile mob. II.- ran toward the 1 1 l.r. but was. sp.p'-'l by Wang, who g.id.d up to LiWi. "I have an idea." sad the how "Are ther- i-, -.nests' robes m the s'ore ! ' ' Hardv gazed a f,i" tor a moment, i and then sudden ci pr. h r-cn 5"!".l l.im. I ' Good ' ' ' he cro d. ' ' g 'od ' Springing to a c.,i;rt-r lie u'ltp-i down a long pries: -s robe and tail h.v. J M'lleoai was ,.ro'!o.i:g between ba'. j ofLfcWh. From lh-c Harlv dragged Ii rTAf rth. ! Vt-re, man." i- e..rnrr.anded. ' ' put j tie- 1 v. and g. 1 ' b', t 'o back do..r 1 sn.1 walk hurri.-'Lx- axn' Wa'k all . right, then throw ttom axxaxp Y"i xx 1 1 1 j l.e safe as s ,on a x . i ae out of j Strvctensk. n.-. . '".in. bill ...it . x 01-ir arns' Th.;.-' p's xour op'- i rhance. Here, pr ':.- a ' arc I ! j ine hang this cross ;.. . x .ur neck. When vou near me ta.ktr.g to the mob, I let him out of th- b.ac, .!..., r. Wang. 1 Go with the boy. I '-.l .,,, man. The nior will be in ),-- s o (i...-.d bve! and good lurk ' He seized the terrified mm ' hand, w hich was cold and iin p as "he hand of a dead man. ani th' n s-'ratubl. d up the ladder. The uproar wi ;-;. ;.a i fom ineneed again, .and the ". !:t.g on the door was being reiuxxed. He threxv open the P ; .- r of the window and looked out. The:,- xxere :ir least 5 1 M't people in t in crowd. u:, v of whom were carrving flan. 11: g 'poi, which they held high above th. ir !.-n Is AH ages were re; rese r. t f , from babes in the arms (,f mothers to old m n and bewhiskered countrvm-n in blouses an! high boots. Hardv noticed several ;- licemen in the throng, as w II as -xvo or three priests. "There he is'" shouted some ope. j and the cry w r-i.t up: 1 "The Jew! Th. Jew! Throw him --' ! to us. I-et us in to hi'n ' " "What do you wan of him?" asked Hardv. " Wo want to p,a- vx i'h him' came the reph', followed b l,orrid, cruel laughter. "Friends." said Hardv. "you must .e careful what y.1.1 d ' here. This is rot Jewish property. It belongs to an American, a Chris: ian Tre.Ii rick Km erv--a gool mar., whom we all know." "Hardy did nr.: realize till that n.o n.ent how much Russian he kneix. He le'.t that he could have talked Chinese l.ad it been necessary. "We do Lot want to destroy the property. We want the Jew, Mordeeai. Morde-eai. Pitch hir.i out to us." "Kfe," said a tall Russian, who aeetfCi to be a ringleader. "We do notint to destroy the property, but we ysr.'. barn it to t lie ground if you do not give up the Jew. The Jews must die. They crucified our Savior, they sacrificed 'Christian childrer." "But I assure you. gro. fri"i.js." argued Hardy, "that Mord.r had nothing to do .r i t h crucifyju' the |