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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH THE CHEERFUL CHERUB m O RUPERT 'HUGHES DFT WNU - W0F Tta greyest 1 tKinR in oivirvj , find gladness why But I'm willing to jjive without thought or Yov o o will surely tVvbdk reward By RUPERT HUGHES SERVICE H oF joys i$ Im feeling so preachy to-de-- y. CHAPTER VII -- 9 ' Continued lets not talk Turkish poliI hear nothing else all day. go to a cafe chantant, sug- But tics. Lets a lady who was presumably Mme. Carolet. ' Jebb had rehearsed his French in the cab, and he began smoothly: Monsieur thought I had, rested at his hotel, is it not? I was sure of it, monsieur. You g look most like that miserable of a Pierpont. I see now that you are not the man he was much thinner and not at all like you. I apologize humbly. When was Mr. Pierpont here? It was two weeks, monsieur. He arrives in state. He seems to have a little too much of the gin or the wiskee, but we others always expect that from the English and Americans. He orders the best room in the house, the best food, and he drinks much of the wiskee. Then one day his room is empty. He does not come back. How much was his bill? Five pounds Turkish. Is it that he left of the baggage? No, monsieur. He brought nothing with him. He said he expected his yacht to come for him. He bought fresh linen here in the shops and threw the old away. Jebb smiled sadly. The portrait sounded familiar. Did Mr. Pierpont register? Yes, monsieur. May I see the signature? gested Banbury. Anything to get my mind off my troubles, replied Jebb. The admission was only two piastres or ten cents apiece. The price seemed small till the musicians began,. then it seemed excessive. Banbury chose a table and the waiter brought them coffee. Banbury rejected it with horror and ordered Scotch and soda, in which Jebb begged to be excused from joining him. At a table in front of him. Jebb noticed a fat neck and short, bristly poll of distinctly French extraction. Eventually their owner turned his face, glanced at Jebb, stared, turned away, turned back, looked uneasy, angry, pugnacious, puzzled. Jebb wondered what ailed the man. He was sure he had never seen him before. At length the stranger rose and left the hall, and Jebb gave his soul to the Miserere from II Trovatore. He was absorbed so deeply in the music that he failed to notice at first the arrival of a police ' officer who spoke deferentially to Banbury. Banbury was melting sympathetBut yes, monsieur. ically under the influence of Scotch Mme. Carolet whisked the little and Verdi, but he was instant with an Englishmans rage at any inva- book from a drawer and Jebb recog- sion of his privacy. Jebb turned in surprise and found the Turkish officer regarding him with a piercing scrutiny, which Jebb innoanswered with the clear-eye- d cence of ignorance. He caught a word here and there and gleaned that the conversation had to do with a French hotelkeeper named Moosoo Carolet, some other person named Pierpont, and an unpaid bill. Banbury grew more and more furious as he thundered Turkish with a curious British intonation. The officer grew more and more humble and finally withdrew in confusion with much apology and many a salaam. pig-do- , When he had gone, Banbury said, This is the most ghastly country in Gods world. What do you suppose that jackass of a policeman wanted? It would be no end funny if it werent so disgustingly imperti- nent. It seems that some silly ass of a French hotelkeeper here had a guest who lived very royally for a lew days then skipped without stop- , ping to pay the shot. This jacka-- ; napes sees you and thinks you are Ji Pierpont. He goes to the police and grders your arrest. The officer came I to me with apologies for throwing a of mine into a dungeon as a ' " friend common thief, but I sent him about his business. Thats mighty nice of you. Dont think any more about it. Have another cigar and a cup of coffee, and let us hope that soprano is really not so unhappy as she sounds. By the way, what was the name of the hotel? The Grand Hotel de something or other. I dont remember. Dont think of it again, I beg you. w But Jebb thought of it without rest. At length Banbury rose impatiently. The Scotch had made him drowsy, . but he blamed the Italian music. I cant stand any more of this caterwaul, can you? What do you out? Ill drop you j ' say to our getting at your hotel, eh? Thank you, I think Ill see it j' through. Q I Very well, Ill wait if you want , . j J ! I to. ' Please dont let me keep you. It took much delicate manage- ment, but Banbury was very, very sleepy and at last permitted Jebb to t. As soon as he bid him was out of the building, Jebb rose and searched for the policeman: He was greeted with profound courtesy. Jebb had been mulling the affair over in his head, and he was able to lask in intelligible if inelegant Turkish: good-nigh- Will you please tell me the name of the hotel kept by Musu Carolet?" ' The Grand Hotel de lEurope, ef-- i fendim. He is a dog of a fool to (have suspected you. Jebb bowed and murmured: and the official an'.Good-nigh- t, swered, You are welcome. Jebb sauntered carelessly out of f the cafe and, calling an araba, said: Grand Hotel de lEurope, Arriving there he told the arabaji to wait. He found the office alight and M. Carolet talking excitedly to ask the date, and the May name of the man who issued the teskere. The recorder held it out for him to see,, and Jebb wrote down the name of the official and his address in Constantinople. He could hardly control his excitement as he said: One more question, effendim, when is the next train to Constantin nople? Shall I have time to go back to my hotel before it leaves? I think so, effendim, smiled the Turk, shaking like a vat of jelly: the train to Constantinople runs three times every week, and the next train leaves tomorrow. Another twenty-fou- r hours of inaction! It seemed that he could not tolerate the delay. He was finished with Salonica, so impatient to be quit of it that he was tempted to set out for Constantinople on foot. He actually climbed the steep hillside, through the Turkish quarter. Young girls hung about the fountains filling their jugs, and a dozen times Jebb saw some profile, some little form that suggested Cynthia. But he was all too well assured that she was not in Salonica. He kept walking and late in the afternoon he reached the southern limits of the city, where houses were few and fields broad. In the distance he saw a splendid palace in a great garden surrounded by a high wall. He skirted the edges and continued on his way till it began to grow dark. Seeing that the sunset was purpling Mt. Olympus and that night would soon be upon him, he turned back. He was startled by distant cries. He saw people running here and there. Suddenly a little veiled figure came out of the twilight and the shrubbery close to him. Jebb thought that some poor Turkish wife was fleeing from murder or persecution. He determined to offer her his protection. He ran towards her shouting in English. As he came up the little veiled figure drew two revolvers and fired at him. The bullets whirred past his ears. He would have been glad to retreat but his impetus carried him forward, and it was momentum rather than any foolhardy bravery that led him to leap at the murderous lady and wrestle with her for her revolvers, which continued to spit fire in a very feminine way and fortunately with feminine aim. In the highly indecorous wrestle for life, the fugitives thick yashmak was torn loose, and Jebb saw to his infinite amazement that the little lady wore a heavy beard, and was a little old man. The captive kept uttering violent And so he set forth on his in a violent way; then he bethings journey to Constantinople. gan to plead shrilly. But Jebb had nized his own writing with a conflict lost his Turkish along with his of relief and shame. The name was breath and his patience; and he simVanderbilt Pierpont, but the hand ply held his prisoner fast, till the was the hand of Jebb. pursuers arrived. They gazed with One more question. Is it that awe at the scene, pouring forth horMr. Pierpont had a child with him rified sentences in which Jebb a little girl? caught the word Padishah! He nearly swooned as it came over No, monsieur, not one. him that the little old gentleman From whpt city was he come? That he did not say, monsieur, in the disheveled ferije and veil was and he had not of the baggage, mon- no less and no more than Abdul sieur. He talked very little and his Hamid I. Each of the breathless pursuers tongue was a little thick. laid hold on the royal captive, till I will pay his bill. d as the Nom de Dieu, you will pay the he looked as bill! But why should monsieur pay spider he had been always called. Turning to Jebb, the Turks, with the bill of that gentleman? It is my whim. He was an Amer- such hands as were free, lifted the ican. I am an American. For the imaginary dust of homage to their honor of the country but if you breasts and brows. v Then in a cloud of real dust a would prefer not, I will not pay the mounted officer thundered up. He bill. Oh, monsieur, I do not question insisted that he was the dust under Jebbs feet, and introduced himself you. I thank you. He paid the bill and went back to as Raouf Bey, a cavalry colonel or the cab. He had found a clew to Miralay detailed as the guardian of himself at last. So the devil in the Sultan. When the Allatini villa was him had taken the name of Vanderbilt Pierpont, and talked large and reached and the Sultan snugly restored to his nest, Raouf invited lived high. But having found his alias, how Jebb to enter the carriage with him, was he to retrace his route? Long and returned him to his hotel in after midnight he sat in his room state. That night he was the guest at pounding his forehead with his fist to beat out an idea, and finally one dinner of a group of Young Turkish came like a spark from a smitten leaders. The dinner was given in the home, the selamlik, of the anvil. The teskere! wealthy Chekub Pasha. It was a He could hardly endure the delay stately affair a procession of luxtill morning, and he was waiting at uries. At Jebbs request Cranford Banthe station when the fat recorder of in and waddled squeezed bury was asked to attend as inter'passports into his chair. preter, though there was little need And at length after much delay he of him in this respect, since all of unearthed the document. the Young Turks spoke French and Yes, effendim, here is the per- German and some of them English. mission for V. Pierpont Effendi to 'After a long-anflowery speech d travel from Constantinople into the by a Young Turk, who interior. It carries the visa of Salon-ic- a had spent part of his years in prisin the writing of my assistant. on and part in exile, Jebb turned to I was absent that day. Banbury with an anxious whisper: 24-ho- ur .... - I didnt quite understand what I many-limbe- t white-bearde- W"! . he said last. Banbury whispered back: They want you to name some reward for your wonderful et cetera, et cetera. What would you like most, my boy? the diamond Star of the order of Nishani Osmanee, or a silver medal for saving life? or will you have it in cash? t Jebb did not hesitate about his answer: Tell them about the lost 'child and ask them if they can give me any help. Banbury drawled forth a long story, which seemed to touch the guests deeply, for when he finished they all spoke at once, and Cranford explained: They promise you the aid of the whole nation, and say that nobody in Turkey shall feel himself too high or too busy to join in the search. At the station, the next day, the Young Turk leaders gathered to wave him good luck, and as the train pulled out he heard them crying: Jebb Effendi, chok yasha! Jebb Effendi chok yasha! And some who knew he understood French cried: Vive le Monsieur Jebb. And so he set forth on his journey to Constantinople and puffed at his cigar with his first genuine contentment, for he shuffled in his hands a sheaf of buyuruldus, letters of commendation to some of the chief personages of the empire. WNU Service. Strange Facts I Bound to Match Four Dr. Sun Days Fear Civilization ! A New York bookbinder makes a specialty of covering his books with material most appropriate to the subject matter. For example, le will bind a book on ostrich 'arming in ostrich skin, one on prison life in zebra skin, one on dermatology in human skin, the Bible in lambskin and The Merchant of Venice in sharkskin. China observes four national holidays in honor of Dr. Sun Yat-se- n : His birthday, the anniversary of his death, the date of his first installation as president of the Chinese republic and the date of his . imprisonment at the Chinese legation in London. The British Broadcasting corporation now uses 13 foreign languages in its news broadcasts from London. The Jicaque Indians of Honduras, despite their primitive manCHAPTER VIII ners and customs, are so fearful of the disease germs of civilizaThe train was only six hours late, tion that they will not use, or even so that instead of arriving in the touch with the bare hand, any purearly morning light Jebb came in chase or gift from a white man until it has been disinfected for at the full glow of the afternoon. east two days. What chiefly overwhelmed Jebb as he rode through the streets in an araba, was the hugeness of the city as large as ten Salonicas or fifty Uskubs as large as if Boston, San Francisco, and St. Louis faced each other in one mass. There were European hats enough in the crowd, but they were worn Bronchitis, acute or chronic, is an by foreigners. Some of the hats Inflammatory condition of the mucous membranes lining the bronchial were so American that Jebb looked tubes. Creomulsion goes right to the under them, counting on finding a seat of the trouble to loosen germ face he knew. It seemed impossible laden phlegm, increase secretion and that sutfh a melee should not include aid nature to soothe and heal raw, some acquaintance of his. tender, inflamed bronchial mucous membranes. Tell your druggist to sell A derby hat unmistakably Ameriyou a bottle of Creomulsion with the can caught his eye and he turned to understanding that you are to like stare at it. At the same instant he the way it quickly allays the cough heard a voice behind him, almost at or you are to have your money back. his elbow. Hello, old man! hows electricifor Coughs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis ty? Jebb whirled so quickly that he nearly sprained his neck. He caught What We Do an grin and heard in life, the true Everywhere a Yankee chuckle. He could not re- question is not what we gain, but call the face or the voice, but the what we do. Carlyle. race was plainly his own. The moved on through the crowd. Jebb stood up to identify him, but saw only a glimpse of red hair. He was temptHere la Amazing Relief of ' ed to leap out and go in search. But Conditions Duo to Sluggish Bowels a hamal carrying two huge barrels If yon think all laxatives act alike, just try this on his shoulders drifted between, alt vagatabla laxative. and hid the wayfarer from sight. mild, thorough, refreshing, invigorating. De relief fronralck headaches, bilious spells, pendable in sank back the araba, cudg- tired Jebb feeling when associated with constipation. his box of NR from your 25c a memory. eling get uuLmia n VVIUluUl KISH druggist. Make the Why did he mention electricity? if not delighted, return the box to us. We will The next morning Jebb visited the refund the purchase American Consulate. But when he price Thats fair. jwfe IT reached the consulate it wasudesert-ed- . He was tempted to forswear his 6- -40 allegiance and become another Man WNU W Without a Countryv But there was a gorgeous kavass at the door, who Deeds as Words ' the whole staff was Let deeds correspond with explained that words. Plautus. away for a holiday. With splendid condescension, the kavass observed: Thees afternoon comes back one of Doan's Pills, after of the officers, Meester Rosen Efmany years of worldwide use, surely must fendi. He has some work to be be accepted as evidence 1 1 1 1 1 IV of 1 1 I are If here three-fdid. our IWJf satisfactory use. you again 1 I And favorable public oclock you find him I theenk. opinion supports that To kill time Jebb went on along of the able physicians who test the value of the Grande Rue de Pera to Jannis Doans under exacting restaurant, dawdled through his laboratory conditions. 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