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Show THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 4, 19ri. ? A small lamp burned on tbs table. By Its light bo saw two men la the room with their core cloae against the slatted door Into the ballway. The door waa shut; from a recent and furtive trial Nat knew It to be locked. There stood the silent men, not five feet distant from Mr. Foxyjaw, and If the marshal bad only yelled a little bit louder be would not have needed a wire to mako all the folks bear him In New Orleans. 'When Nat peered closer at tbs listeners 'he saw that one of them waa Dr. Humphreys and the other he blinked end rubbed bis eyes the other man looked a heap like Mr. Stuart Clayton, wearing exactly the same kind of clothes, with the same teeny mustache and goatee. It he would only speak inrorsis. I ' apposite Ode of Lake Siormloo, MlMiMlruC ata t alila Bwminnne, ernes MU Stark, aad Marauaa, proparty el (tea. Bop ka Sad la Salaaaac. Gaatral America. Ctaytoa. loUe'rtar a dual with Mai. Stark. As the atary a pan ladaral dotaclivae are huaUa Stuart. Gaa. CUrtaeS aoe, who hat laturned aa a aayatartoua ntwoo. Hade Mat. Mai. Stark's aced earallar. tails Barbara, the aapra baaaUtal daufktar. aad bar reset. Adelaida wile ai FlorUa Baailly. a laaleus areola, that ha suspects the youth is aa iaa pastor. The stria keep a tryst with Stuart at the Laos Oak, Whaa Barbara, whs baa told him aha la AdaUlda. sreata him coldly ha elaaps her la hia arms, aad to escape him aha tells him aha la mat rmd. thro Baas. Stuart sire Cade Mat a note lor Adelaida1 Kaztlly obtains It and eoolreots Stuart while ha Is taiklns to Mra Baailly la the bchel aha la Mias Stark.1 BaalUy takes Adelaide Inside the haoas aad bids Stuart wait. But the Utter Ob -- reecua Cal. Tom TandaU recalls hia ailamoa-- to tram the Vulture at Salaataoca aad decides la leave altar expUinlnr all te hia friend. Dr. Humphreys. Dr. Humphraye Is eeeklnf Mai. Stark ta eflact a eoooilialloa wbta the ledaral mas arrive With S Bm they believe to be Stuart, he official description of myself, and gavs It out that Mr. Clayton had come home." "Dere now. Miss Barbara," Nat grunted at the window, "I tole you so. Raiss de feller what flung dat dollar." " Sbt Listen!" She silenced Mm as Clay-to- n went on. "We planned that our Negroes should identify Rafe whenever the officers came for me, and thats probably what happened en hour ago. You heard the marshal call off hia agents, and I must now reach Salamanca before they dlfcover that Rafe Is the wrong man." The Incredulous planter anJ the country physician stared at each other, amazed by .ths success ot such an audacious scheme. On the gallery outside Barbara choked her exclamation, but Maj. Stark let his astonishment break loose. "What? You tricked the United States government and substituted another man in your place?" I did. And the officers arrested your proxy?" Perfectly true. Other mens lives hang upon my freedom. Rafe may spend a few weeks In Jail and got well paid for it." It waa Article One, Section One of Stark's constitution to detest all forms of subter-fuge- ; and with Raiillys wrongs festering in Ms mind the major glared straight at Clayton, ready to believe that a man who intrigued with a married woman would be guilty of other abominable offenses. He was in his most cantankerous temper, not Inclined to fall upon Claytons neck and wipe out their ancient animosity. Bitie fire glittered from the angry planter's eyea and met lta answering flash as Clayton controlled him-seand turned to go. " Walt, Stuart, wait, the doctor begged. "No, doctor. Im sorry, but ws cannot go through with It." "Go through with what?" old Stark Huff EIGHTH INSTALLMENT. Tho Two Stuart Clayton. rONT you please let me speak to Mr. Clayton?" Barbara begged. "Sony, miss." The officer was poUte, yet barred the car door with hia arm. Orders are that he cannot speak to any body." I am Miss Stark," she said distinctly, and watched for its effect upon the prisoner. She thought ho would look up, and In tho mooting of their eyes that he must under stand why ahe gave her name so plainly. He would know that she waa not a married woman and took this means Of telling him so. 'But tho prisoner did not start nor stir; per hape in his gloomy prooccupation ho failed to hoar. "Miss Stark. Miss Barbara Stark." Eha repeated tho words mors clearly and much louder. Hia motionless figure betrayed no sign of interest; whether she were maid, wife, or widow, apparently It mattered noth- Ing to him. Unless, as Barbara shrewdly guessed, unless he were playing a gam before tho officers. So she touched Mr. Fat-fac-e upon the arm and tried persuasion. "Please allow me lust one word with Mr. It Is positively against through tho telephone and rambled out to so what happened on the gallery. "Uncle Nat," she whispered, "you loved him when ho was a little boy." Yas'm, missy. I knowed Mister Stuart When he warnt knee high to a hopper grass." "Then can't you do something?" Me? Do which 7" Do anything. O, yes, cut their tires." Lawd, no, missy! " Nat shook his bushy bead. Ef dey was Jes common constables X mo ugh t do so. But I sho is got better sense dan to go skulldraggln aglnst de whole Unity States." " But you must O, look! " Barbara dart-saway and went flying down the steps aa RazUly ran around a corner of the house and rushed upon the car. No one had observed the Creole until Barbara's cry attention, when Mra Fatface bound-s- d out and grappled him. " Here! What do you want? Stand off! " " I have business with that man," Razllly's tone was so angry that ths marshal answered sharply. "Leave him alone, I tell you." "But I am Mr. Florlan RazUly from New d Orleans." If you art Mr. Angel Gabriel from Heaven." drew himself up with and announced, "111 have you to understand that I represent the Dictator of Salamanca." - Never heard of the gent. Move on." " I will not move. Im going to settle with that man." Through ths big front door Maj. Stark witnessed their altercation, and left Mr. Foxy-Jaat ths phone to go In a stiff legged hurry down the steps to catch hold of RazUly. " Harlan, come In tho house, hs ordered. No. That fellow has Insulted me. Tea, he ought to be horsewhipped. But let him go. Let the officers take him away." From this old Nat felt sure that Ms. Stark knew of Mr. Stuart writing notes to Mr. Raxtllyi wife, and when whits folks got to fighting over such aa that It was time for Negroes to get away. So Nat crawfished backwards to a corner of the gallery, making ready to dodge out of range. If it Same to a ruckus between Mr. RazUly and Mr. Uncle Nat felt perfectly wllllag to keep hands off and let the best man win. No matter which one ot them got Ucked It would tickle him. But the major came along aad pacified everything by dragging Mr. RazUly Into the house, O, Uncle Nat," Barbara whispered again, what can we do?" "Dun no, missy. Mebbe X better fetch Dr. Humphreys. Hss crazy bout Mister Stuart" Prom tho undlaappolnted faith ot years Uncle Nat believed that this good old physl-coul- d outtalk gny bunch ot constables os earth. Mighty tew folks ever said " no " when Dr. Humphreys argued with them ts -say "yes." Ths present esse required a lot eg persuading, and Nat hustled around to call b at ths window, "Doctor, O doctor" Mbbodr answered, so Nat peeped inside. Then RasUly w Fat-fac- e. Nat could make sure of the voice, but didnt for he held his ear at the slatted door, catching every word of Mr. Foxyjaw, who yelled plenty loud. "Hello! Hello! That you. Karri pan? This Is Dorney. Ive got Clayton. Neat Job! Trapped him slick as goose grease! Sure Mike! Bringing him to New Orleans on the night train. Call off our men from Florida and Texas. Order them back to Washington," and a lot more bragging. While Net stood stupefied, with nothing . but scrambled brains in his head, he saw the man who resembled Mr. Clayton stiffen up and grin, as if somAhlng tickled him mlgbtUy, then grip Dr. Humphreys by the arm and lead him away from the door to the table. The light now glowed upward Into his face. Ugh! It was Mr. Clayton. In the flesh and blood Nat saw him distinctly, shoulder to shoulder with Dr. Humphreys, and looking powerful pleased as be whispered, " Thats e&tly what I want them to do to call off their men from Florida. $tlll the doctor did not comprehend, but shook his bead while Clayton kept saying, " Its all right! , Its all right. After the marshals go I'll tell you about It. Now get Maj. Stark.' I cant spare another minute. The helloes and bragging at the phone had stopped, and the majors cane now went thumping along the hallway to the front. The constables were leaving, and Nat didn't want to miss any part ot the performance. To be sure of seeing everything, he rushed out front and got hopelessly Jumbled in bis mind by another Inspection of the man who looked like Mr. Clayton, sitting on the same rear seat, while Mr. Foxyjaw was thanking the major and bidding him good night. Just to show his disgust, old Stark kept his back turned to the car, and If those constables had the wrong prisoner, nobody could hold him responsible for not detecting the error. He never once glanced at .the man. No sueh misgivings, however, entered the hsppy mind ot Mr. Foxyjaw; the prisoner fitted his description to a Tee, and was captured At his own home, where dozens of colored people Identified him. On the strength of this Mr. Foxyjaw kept grinning more than a weasel ought to grin, as he settled himself in the car, waved fare-wel- l, and rolled away. Then Miss Barbara sank down on the steps, looking powerful low in her mind, and watched the disappearing auto. Maj. Stark seemed glad to wash this dirt off his hands, and was about to go Inside when Nat remembered to say: O, major, I nigh forgot. Dr. Humphreys say please come to his room right away, sub right away." "Very good," the major answered gruffly, aad turned Into the hallway, while Nat made private arrangements for a reconnaissance at the doctor's window, to watch tbe fur fly when Stark met Clayton. He had already started, when Miss Barbara got In his way and asked him: "O, Uncle Nat, why did you arrest Mr. Claytoa?" "Sh!" Missy," the Negro edged nearer aad Whispered. Dont make no holler. But dey aint never rested him. Dat aint Mister "Yes, to a married lady In my house and sent it by a Negro." To Mra Razilly?" the doctor ejaculated, and by an angry nod Maj. Stark confirmed bis guess. Behind hts smile and back of hia amiability ths bearded physician carried both teeth and claws, and hs came near to show. . Ing them as he turned upon Clayton. " Stuart." curtly, was that ths difference you spoke of having with Mr, Razilly? Yea Why did you not tell me of writing a note? Then I should never have brought Stuart" What! It is be. The officer said so. I recognized his hat and clothes." "Egzactly, missy, egzactly Dey done Vested some breeches like hlsn; but dera aint Mister Stuarts legs whats In dem breeches." Are you crazy, Nat? I saw him." "AU fight, IH show him to you agin. Come wid me. The dusk was rapidly becoming night with Uttls danger ef their being seen, when Nat you." "What affair?" The major braced himself belligerently and made it plain that he preferred to discuss nothing whatever with a Clayton. Speak lower, Ken," the doctor warned him. "Nobody must suspect that Mr. Clay, That why m Judging around thorn ton Is In your house. , wood! That why I tricked my " How did he get Into my house?" I government Every line In Claytons face grew harsh with resentment, yet be Ignored the majors " flicked Broths unaccustomed lash. He flushed beckoned for Miss Barbara to follow, and tOn.'ndeton&'a hi. ' hand to Dr. Hum. side and rose stralghter as he spoke: rah stooping around the gallery to the "I beg your pardon, Maj. Stark, but I phreys. steps. The doctors door was still closed, Good-by- , old friend; my horse Is waiting am Stuart Clayton. but his light showed through the open winand I must go." The two men faced each other across the dow. His mention of the stocklngfoot caused table with a lamp between. Outside It was Now, den, MI so Barbara," the excited Uncle Nat to' move nearer and whisper, Jes growing densely dark, and Barbara knelt Negro paused and pointed cautiously. "Miss Barbara, he aint got no hoss. Dat window at the window as her father derided tbe to dat sneak easy, mighty easy, up stockinfoot done broke loose an gone home an see who you see." strangers pretensions The girl shook him off qnd paid no atten" You are not Clayton." So promptly had they arrived that Bartion, for Maj. Stark seemed to be getting The interview took such a peculiar turn bara was already tlptoing up the steps before madder as he spoke that Dr. Humphreys did not know how to her fathers stiff legged tread had come to a Let the fellow go. Matt. Let him go halt at the Inner door to Dr. Humphreys proceed with hts peace making, when old I say aomethlng. The top of his bald room. Silently as a shadow the girl passed Nats bushy bead thrust Itself through tbe head grew redder and he warn struggling window, and the Negro yelled: bard to hold his wrath, but Dr. Humphreys along the gallery and crouched beneath the window. Even before she lifted her head, Yas, he Is, major! Yas, be is! Show 1m never noticed that, for he persisted: Barbara recognized the same vibrant voice yo scar, Mister Stuart. Dat proves it. "Ive brought Mr. Clayton here to tell which once had said to her, " I know who Although startled by Nats unexpected apyou about Tom Yandell." Now he pearance, Clayton smiled and rolled up his "Tom Yandell? Tdm Yandell? What tha you can be Mrs. Stuart Clayton. was speaking steadily to Dr. Humphreys: sleeve, displaying on the right forearm the devil has he got to do with this mess? Young identification 'whjch MsJ. Stark could not Be patient, doctor. I'll tell you both toman. Is that all you can say for yourself?" deny a ragged bullet bole. Well did Stark gether, when Maj. Stark comes In. Angry as Clayton waa, and hurried, he remember that night In camp when be himThe girl's ears scarcely needed the corturned back from the door. This was Ms self had sat for hours holding this uncomroboration of her eyes to be assured that opportunity through Maj. Stark to justify this was the man whom she had met at the himself In the eyes of Adelaide. plaining child until a surgeon could arrive lake. Then who could it be that the marand dress his wound. This was what he Major," he glanced at his watch and spoke shals were carrying away? She had no time remembered, and the agony of Its suspense In a rush. "You remember Col. Thomas B. to speculate about him, for she heard her let .twitched at his Ups; but be turned YandeUr father knock and call. Matt, did you send savagely to the window and said: "Remember Tom Yandell? 1 should say I for me?" Here, Nat! Get away from there! Get do. One night when we were holding the Tes." The physician unlocked his door. sway!" line In front of Richmond, old Tom says to ' "Come In." Suttinly, suh. Im gone, sub. me The rotund major entered, and for the Beyond all question Nat was gone, raising The would have talked for more racket than a drove of mules os 'be first time since their memorable duel a Clayhours If Clayton had not stopped him. ton and a Stark confronted each other scrambled down the steps, then stole back I have no time, air. Please donTTn- Immediately to resume his position beside Clayton being a stranger of whose business terrupt. Listen. So the the Stark had no Information. the noiseless Barbara. "Dammit, 1 am listening. Within the room young Clayton was major merely bowed to recognize the pres- Neither friend nor enemy, blue nor gray, his sleeve, wMIe old Stark glow-ereenceof an unknown visitor, and waited for bad ever dared break Into one ef the major whatever Dr. Humphreys might say. upon Mm, and Dr. Humphreys asked reminiscence. From sheer stupefaction he A sudden tightening clutched ' at "Ken, do you admit now that this la dropped to the edge of a chair, with both throat. She saw that her father was Stuart Clayton? hands crossed over the head of his cane, passionately angry, without guessing the "Nothing to be proud of," the major whUe Stuart Clayton stood before him, the reason for his wrath, that a scoundrel had snapped. dark face flushed snd black eyes guttering dared make advances to a married woman Then go ahead, Stuart," hi Impatient as ha told of Yandell, the soldier, tbe gentle-mabeneath his roof. It burned within him to friend Insisted, "and tell us who waa that-oththe builder the benefactor of his think that such Insolence had gone unpunman In the automobile?" father and himself, who did marvelous things ished, but he did not connect this Infamy After a momentary hesitation Clayton ln a big way, antU the Vulture of Salamanca "with the request from Dr. Humphreys. glanced from one to the other and Inquired: wanted to confiscate Ms fortune. " Gentlemen, have I your word not to reNeither did the innocent old doctor harbor The eager Dr. Humphreys leaned forward a suspicion that Bob Clayton's son bad been and uttered no sound for fear of checking peat what I say? Both men nodded, while the crouching and guilty of writing love notes to Mrs. Razilly. the swift hot flow of Clayton's words The breathless Barbara could scarcely credit Being absorbed In his plan of pacification, boy teemed to grow even taller with Indignahe failed to observe the majors warlike what she heard. tion atf tha wrongs of CoL Yandell, Who had j I " I came here from Salamanca on a mat-te- r mood, when by locking the solid door into been abducted from a public caf and now the hallway he suggested the privacy of of life and death," Clayton began simply; lay In a dungeon at El Jucaro, looking for what he meant to communicate. which makes it Imperative for me to hia friend to return with arms and rescue Not since he was eleven years old had him. Stuart Clayton come beijeatlj this roof at Dr. Humphreys nodded approval, whUe Nevfcr had Barbara heard such a tale. Mothe younger man continued: Bennington; yet hurried and Impatient tionless, she knelt and hung entranced upon though he was, he betrayed no hint of awk "I could not risk being detained, but tha Claytons vivid descriptions, as he denounced wardness as be waited .while Dr. Humphreys secret service made every effort to atop me." the tyranny that he meant to destroy. " And by God's grace, Maj. Stark," the lad considered howlbest to handle his dynamite. "Then you were dodging tbe officers?" Tbe doctor did not handle it at all; he merely finished. " I must get him out ot there. Maj. Stark burst out. touched off his charge and flung It down TbV's why Im dodging about these woods. "Yes, major," Clayton shamelessly " And to be sore of giving them the with a bang. Thats why I tricked my government. Good ' "Hen, this young gentleman la Stuart slip I brought a comrade named Rafael night, sir." No storms of passion, nor blood lust, nor Qulxada, who resembles me so much that we Clayton." are frequently mistaken for each other.' It Clayton! Clayton! Preposterous!" the greed of gold ever came to ruffle their placid Uvee at Bennington. Sometime was Rafe who suggested the atrategem of Barbara, major exploded. Why, Matt, the United read of such faraway fictions In lands ot States marshal ,ha Just left this house with letting tha marshals arrest him and leavs me free to do our work. Node of the tenants cloak and dagger, but never believed. As Clayton in handcuffs where' he ought to one who marvels at a prodigy, she beard be." had seen ms sines I was a child, so Rafe and A thrill shot through Barbara as she saw I came to Marmlon at night, where Bart every syllable of 'Clayton's swift narration. ths young man wince, like a thoroughbred ' Scurry exhibited him, dressed aocordlng to Things like that were now happening In the r be-fo- ' read-justin- g d Bar-bara- 's er j ." ' con-fesse-d. 1 a v Clayton. "A personal affair," explained Dr. Hum. phreys, " that we expected to discuss with orders. Beyond a doubt the prisoner heard every syllable, but did not look up to thank her with a glance. Stolidly and stubbornly hs kept down his head, and Barbara shrank away. She could not conceive of Stuart Clayton drooping hia head fiko that. Or did ho think that she had told of his being at Marmlon and blamed her for his capture? Impossible! All the Negroes knew; It was common talk throughout ths neighborhood. In spite of her pride Barbara felt rebuffed and rebuked aa she moved away from tho car, step by step, until she brushed against old Nat, who had left off listening to Mr. Foxyjaw hollering "Dont cars he raised himself to a mathematical perpendicular and halted Clayton on hia way to tbe door, "Hold on, you'ng man. Is that ail yon have to explain? " Thats alt Good night, sir. "Not Stop! Please Inform me whether It was you or your proxy who wrote that Infernal note?" Note! The suddennesa of It staggered lf Clayton T" "No,mlsa. world; be had seen them; he waa of them; r he had his part to play, Anxiously the girls eyes shifted to her father, and the majors expression astounded her. He Could only think of one thing at a time; that note to Mra Razilly must be got out of his head before anything else could get In. and from the moment he knew this to be Stuart Clayton, Maj. Stark conceived of hut a single affair to be discussed. Now I 1 J 1 you hera" At the first signal of danger old Nat drew back to a safer distance from the window and got ready to run, especially as Dr. Humphreys seemed to be also turning against Mr. Stuart. He saw that Claytons face went white, but he didnt look a bit scared, though his voice came low and tense, as If each particular syllable hurt him. Dr. Humphreys, you need be ashamed ot nothing I have dona. Believe that Now Ill answer Maj. Stark." Instead ot retreat-In- g he advanced a pace. Yes, Maj. Stark, I sent a note to the lady whom I had asked to become my wife. My' attitude towards her is therefore clear. And I did not know until she told me that she waa married. This afternoon I came to Bennington in the hope of meeting her and saying that I had loved her In all honor and that she would be annoyed by no further communication from me. I now make that statement to you. Maj. Stark. It is my apology. That ends the matter, air. Understand me, that enda Now! muitgetmy home and ride." Four people three wMte and one black-he- ard the majors outburst and Claytons silencing retort Momentarily the whites stood dumb, while the wrought up Negro shouted: "Mister Stuart you cant go no place. You aint got nary hoss." Whatl" Clayton sprang to tha window. "My sorrels hitched at tha graveyard." "No, ha alnt," Nat contradicted flatly. "Dat hoes done broke loose and galloped , back todes Marmlon." "Uncle Nat" Clayton seemed dazed and helpless, are you certain It Was my horse?" Yas, suh. I knows yo stockln-foo- t real good. Hes gone home." As Clayton approached close to the win. dow, Barbara shrank away and wondered at the queer smile wMch now flickered across his Ups; for out of the garden or out of the void, from somewhere or from nowhere, he caught again ths same Intangible breath of new mown bay which must hereafter remind him of her. He smiled and the smile passed aa the dream had passed. Yet because ot the dream his voice came softer as ha turned to the irreconcilable Stark and said: " Major, I must have your car at once to go to Vicksburg." v You dont get It. I must have a car. HI buy It or Id steal your car to serve Col. Yandell." O! Tom Yandell! " With a visible effort the major jerked back bis mind to something be bad forgot, " Taka the Gar and go. Gat away from here. Ill order Seymour to bring it around." Without conceding a nod, old Stark revolved on bis stiff leg and cane to go hobbling out of the door, while Nat yelled after him: Major, O major! Seymo's gone. Nobody cant drive dat car to Vicksburg cept. Ing Miss Barbara." Hush, Nat' " Barbara pulled him dowa and waited to hear what Dr. Humphreys was else saying, Stuart, I'm sorry. How much tlms ' have you?" Nona" He clenched his Upa Tvs stayed too long." Do you know the Vicksburg Voad?" No. But Ill make It all right. My God.' doctor, Ive got to make it!1 Then Barbara hurried away from her window and dragged old Nat Into tha yard. Uncle Nat, she whispered, " do precisely what I aay. Suttinly, Mlsa Barbara, suttinly.1 Call Mr. Clayton now. Tell him that hia car la ready. Dont let father know, or even Dr. Humphreys or anybody. Lead Mr. Clay ton to the front gate. My car will be waiting .under the big tree." Egzactly, tnlsey, egzactly. But Seymo aint here, an no other nigger Shut up! Do.whal I tell you! Put Mr, Clayton on tha back seat of tha car and keep your mouth shut. If you tell a soul, those officers might come back and catch Mr. Clayton and hang him." " Hang Mm! Hang him! Back seat? Mouf shut? Egzactly, Mias Barbara, egzactly." Te be continued. tCopyrizht: 1822: fir Sams Biskeokl a |