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Show AHTTO BY ARV REVEREUX MTH ILLUSTRATIONS BY DON C. WiLSON CCcfrrrM, 9Q2, by Ororrn yrx (cynpay) Of BtatnyJ CHAPTER XXX. Lafltte, white waiting for Baptistlne to return with Implements for making a grave, left Shapira to look Rfter the prisoner, and drew Barfce aside In order to question here more clop-ely-. He was, after hearing what she had to say, convinced that she was 'not mistaken in her statement, although there were no papers nothing in the way of further Identification found upon the dead man. Barbe acquiesced readily in Laflttes decision that Rose de Cazeneau should never be toldvthe truth. Great was the disgust of Shapira and the two men who returned with Baptistlne when they found that it was Lafitte's wish to bury the Englishman, as well as Zeney. Even black brows went up in a surprised disapproval which he wisely refrained from putting into words. The dead were soon laid in the hastily prepared graves; the earth was shoveled over them, and some pieces of fallen trees placed above, to guard against any disturbance from denizens of the woods. In the sunset-batheclearing, Bap-tististood near Lafltte as the latter gave Shapira some parting orders. He was to take the English sailor to the neighborhood of La Tetes des Eaux, and let him find his way from that point to his comrades. It was comparatively early when Laflttes party, weary from the excitement of the day and the fatigue of their long march through the woods, betook themselves gratefully to such accommodations as Baptlstine's small craft afforded for rest and sleep. The night had closed In darkly as the boat slipped away beneath the starlight, made dimmer by the walling forest lining either bank of the bayou. It was some time after this that Bap-tistln- es The girl sat with bended head, her eyes fixed on the open fan she could see but indistinctly. Can you read It? he whispered, lowering bis face to look into hers and again possessing himself it her hand. At the sound of his voioe, with his Hpa so close that his breath stirred her hair at the thrill of his touch at the mere realization of their being alone together, a strange exultation possessed the girl, lifting her spirit from its bodily enthrallment; and, yet acutely sensible, she read, as surely as though he had uttered them, No words may say how I love you! It was as if an angel voice spoke to her inner senses; and dropping the fan into her lap, she covered her face with her hands. Can you read it?" he whispered once more, feeling that she was quivering, as from a nervous chill. No, she murmured faintly; but and in a stronger adding, woman-like- , tone, Tell me! He laughed, and rose to his feet The laugh came from his exulting heart; and extending his hands to her, he said, with a new' decision of manner, Come, little Rose, this is very delightful, but not at all good for you. What would Madame Rlefet say to me if she knew where you were at this moment? I will take you below; and then you must go to sleep, like a good child. He took her hand, and she permitted hiih to lead, her down the narrow stairway to the cabin below. Some day and soon, he said, as he left her at the door of her little Btateroom, I will tell you, if Indeed you know not already, what the fan said. There was a smile in his voice; and something else, as well, that made to let him put the various dalatte upon her plate. Jes yo please try dese bit ob feesh. 111 Missy, wid a bit ob dese hominy; an after dat, a nice slice ob ven'son, he said coaxlngly, evidently wishing to air'his English, or else supposing that she did not understand La Capltaine Lafltte, he say French. ole Scipio done know bes tn dey wort how cook eem. She smiled up Into his face, but offered no objection to bis helping her, and Lafltte, who was watching the two, did not appear to have heard Madame Riefet's remark, which was now repeated rather sharply, as if that lady were bent upon acquiring the information she sought 1 beg your pardon, madame, he said, starting slightly, and turning to her. I wish you to tell us how you happened to entertain the opinion Which has resulted in such benefit td us ( mean in regard to what the English were going to do? Her tone was quite caustic, and her sharp dark eyes regarded him speculatively over the rim of her sherry glass. I had, for some time, felt a misgiving that something of the sort was likely to occur, and I therefore prepared for it; that was all, madame. He spoke hurriedly, and as If the matter held little Interest while his eyes went back to the violet ones now looking at him. But, If you thought this, why was it that others my brother, for instance did cot? Madame persisted, putting down her glass, and taking up her fork with a vigor suggestive of an inclination to enforce an answer by sticking the silver prongs Into Lafltte, rather than into the Juicy venison steak upon her plate. That, madame, is a matter I can no more explain than can you yourself, he replied smilingly, but scarcely glancing at her. But you warned Gen. La Roche, by detelling him what you thought, clared for he told us so, himself." Yes, senorlta; I Informed him of it several weeks since. And what did he say? asked Lazalie; and Madame Rlefet answered with: (You remember, Lazalie, that he, like others, declared such a thing to be Impossible.' Gen. La Roche smiled at the idea, answered Lafltte, with a careless shrug of his shoulders. Well, I, for one, am thankful for your forethought, which has saved us from a meeting with those hateful said Lazalie, with a Englishmen, flash of her eyes that bespoke the Inheritance of her uncle's hatred of that nation. "Indeed, yes, Capt. Lafltte; all of us have cause to feel most grateful to Madame now admitted, in a you, more amiable tone. But to thldfiF1-sbadded, "of tbat cave being on the plantation, and none of ns knowing CHAPTER XlX Continued. not know, she said, and I am sorry if Marshook her head. tin annoys you, sir; he is restless today I cannot quiet him, she added. Poor devil, I ejaculated, as holding my heavy head tightly between my hands I was able to follow what he was reciting. 'How weary, Oh, God! Oh, God! stale and unprofitable' 'Get thee to a nunnery He Alas, poor Yorick poisons him in the garden Poor devil!" I repeated; a mad Hamlet truly. Turning to Alice I said courteousI see in some way unaccountly: able to me I have Intruded upon your hospitality I .am waiting to knew why? I will tell you if you promise to talk no more, only listen, she added. I assured her of my willingness to listen, and she began: It is now going on the fifth dny since Martin and I found you all dead, I thought but I will begin at the beginning. You see, Martin and I were coming Into London I know, sir, it is risky but I did so long to see the town before I left it never to return, for you must know we are on our way to Bristol to sail for America. I thought I could easily stay hidden here for a few days. You mean to say that you will burden yourself with a daft person in i new land? I found myself asking. What else can I do, sir? she queried ; I could not leave him here alone he has no one else in the world save me It would be eruel to leave him alone. Nothing else," I replied, not willing to spoil her fine charity. We had not come into London yet, when a fog closed in upon us such a fog as London had not seen in We were many a day, she said. T do but Perhaps, he acknowledged; I kept my hat slouched over my face,, and I put me on a wig, and long coat; you see it alters me somewhat? I smiled a babe could have eeeni through the trick. But no doubt my' enemy, he who had been instrumental in my hurt, thinking me dead, did not care to molest him. At last, desperate, I asked the services of both Lady Felton and Mistress Gwyn they could ferret out nothing new, he continued, and I was about at my end, when it is. hardly an hour agone I received a1 whispered word, Back alley, foot of Chune Street. Although I was after her like a flash it was a woman she s escaped me; hid herself among or stage where IT came near to being lost. As soon as I found my way out I lost no time lal coming here. It must have been Mag, Alice put In. Who is Mag? questioned Gil. The woman who rents these rooms and lets us stay here with her, she, replied rather tartly. That settles It, said he. Did I not say that all the mischief was concocted by the petticoat army? You did indeed, I could not hely But they smiling at his manner. also perform good services, witness: what Alice did and would you have been any the wiser as to my whereabouts If Mag bad not informed you? What did Alice do? he quickly had been struck upon tbe head and Before the rendered unconscious. miscreants had attempted the dastardly deed, however, they had made sure of the identity of their victim, for I remembered a light being swung before my face, and an unknown voice crying, It Is he." Who had struck the blow? What was the object? I had been searched I saw from tha wall where my clothes hung some of the pockets still lay turned out. For what? Not money, Alice was positive, for there was plenty in the pockets which had been left In their original position. For the paper given me by my father? I had tolJ no one but the King of that I bade Alice bring me my coat when I recollected that I had given the locket with the note still intact within it to Rosemary. For the other paper, perhaps? Well, I chuckled with satisfaction, if it was a paper they were after, they got not what they wished. I thank you, Alice, I said; hut for you and Martin I might be by asked. now food for the worms. Again I She dragged me here from where thank you, for I honestly believe that she found me on Bow Street, and I owe my life to you. cared for me, I said. If it Oh, sir, she cried, tears starting had not been for her, instead of findto her eyes they seemed ever ready ing a quick man, you would have to flow upon the instant I am not found a corpse, if anyone at all. worthy to take it Did I not steal Em! he muttered. I care not from you and you so good to poor they serve best where best paid. I Martin and me? That Is past and done, my girl, must get you hence I will send fbr I said. And as it happened you did Torraine and a stretcher. Who knows I grasped no harm. her hand. but it may be a trap? the-wlng- gim-crack- s, has-sinc- From now on I am your friend, I added. While speaking, for Alice, seeing that it made me more excited not to talk, had let me have my way, we had paid slight heed to Martin, who still spouted Shakespeare, now Hamlet, now another. Suddenly he came toward us; he strode with the stage glide of the villain. As he neared us he pointed to eyes Can you read It?" he whispered. Lafltte, while picking his way along the deck, a lighted lantern swinging from his hand, came upon a cloaked female figure sitting well astern upon a coil of rope, and his foot struck sharply against a small object, sending it swiftly toward her. Holding his lantern lower to see what this might be, the rays struck across the white hand and wrist dt Rose de Cazeneau as she reached forward and picked up an exquisite ivory fan, whose Jeweled sticks caught the light gllmmerlngly. Oh, it is Madame Riefet's pet fan one Monsieur Laussat gave her in place of one he broke, when she danced with him at the governor's ball. Her voice sank lower, and a fluttering, like that made by the wings of a startled wild bird, sounded in it Lafittes hand had stolen over one ' of hers, and now held it close. and little are Rose, you here, Why not asleep, like the others, as you ought to be? You must be very tired. I was; but I could not sleep, and came up here for some air. She stopped abruptly, and he felt the shiver that ran through her shoulder when it touched his own. The suppression made his voice tremulous as he asked, forcing a laugh, and taking the fan from her hand, Do you understand the language of the fan? "Somewhat, she answered, wonder ing at his apparent change of mood. Lazalie has told me of it. Ah, said Lafltte, with a touch of what might have been either playfulness or sarcasm, then you have had an excellent teacher. Yet I doubt if she ever evolved for you a sentence I should like you to read. What is it? let me try, she replied, her thoughts as he Intended they should be diverted. I wonder if there are enough sticks in this small bauble, he continued, not seeming to have heard her; and bending his face closer, he counted them. One, two, three, four yes, here are the eight, and five to spare, for all the fan is such a tiny one. Then, having placed it in her hand, he added, speaking more softly, "There are the eight sticks, little Rose. Can you read what hey say to you from uie? her lashes droop to touch the flushed cheeks. Madame Rlefet found little to cavil at in the neat and comfortable, if somewhat primitive arrangements at Shell Island, which Lafltte and his party reached the afternoon following their departure fjom La Tete des Eaux. Madame and the two girls ' were quartered in his own cabin, the prevailing atmosphere of which was owing to the Jumble of foreign furnishings that filled it teak-woo- d and lacquer. Rose de Cazeneau was beside Lazalie. on one of the settees, with the Spanish girls arm around her; and the two were watching the flames, before which sat Madame Rlefet After the excitement of the previous day, and not yet having zecov-ere- d from their fatigue, the ladies were disposed to be more silent than usual; but presently Lazalie remarked, glancing around her, "How cheerful and pleasant it seems here! it Is almost as if Captain Jean had known we were to come, and had prepared for our reception. If so, then I wish he might have known still more, so that my brother would have prepared for our protection at La Tete des Eaux, and thus saved us from this wild flight," said Madame Rlefet, as though determined to be dissatisfied. For my own part, I am so thankful to have escaped them that I cannot muster up the slightest regret over anything else, declared Lazalie, who had been thinking of that other flight, when she left the Barra de Hierro, and escaped to New Orleans. Mademoiselle de Cazeneau had, so far as appearances went, nothing to say upon the subject, which was now dropped. I cannot understand, Capt. Lafltte, said Madame Rlefet, with the air of being somewhat annoyed at the fact, how you came to have such a correct opinion in regard to the possible movements of the English so much clearer ideas than those of anyone else even my brother. They were at the table, upon which Scipio and his coadjutors had placed the preliminary courses of a most appetizing meal; and the old negro was devoting much of his attention to Mademoiselle de Cazeneau. urging her Odd Newspaper Names. The names of American newspapers are a study In nomenclature. In Arkansas are the Buzz Saw and the Back Log; California, the Condor, the Wasp and the Tomahawk; Colorado, the Rattler, and Yesterday and Today; Iowa, the Postal Card, the Unit, the Nucleus and the Firebrand; Kentucky, the Salt River Tiger, the Push, the Boomer; Missouri, the Missing Link and the Cyclone; Nevada, the Oklahoma rejoices in the Rustler. Dinner Bell and the Plain People. South Dakota has a Plain Talker. In "West Virginia Is the Irrespresible. Missouri has the prank and the Entering Wedge. Wyoming reads Bill Balons Budget. ejaculated Alice. Know, rosemary, too, and fennel, and heres rue for you. Why do you cryt I will get you some. And he started for the door. No, no, she said, Alice is not crying you must stay with Alice. The madman hesitated and looked longingly at the door. Alice will cry. Indeed, If you leave she said. Thereat he came back, and went into his corner, from whence the crooning began again. Gil watched the couple with shamed eyes, but he was not satisfied -- and her, V? , muttered: I think it best to go and call Tor raine. I kept Pat and him with me, sir, for they could go Into places that I dared not venture for fear of recognition. I will be back with a stretch er in a wink. He would have gone, but I called him back. It Is early yet, Gil, be in no haste, I entreated. My lord, I have much to tell you,-h- anything about it? Its secret was given to me some years since by an Indian chief, said Lafltte, and then, as if wishing to drop the matter, asked Madame Rlefet if she wished any message taken to her brother, as that night must find him returning to New Orleans, in order to report to Gen. Jackson. "If you can go why may not we? she inquired with alacrity. Surely, Capt Lafltte, you do not Intend to go off and leave us alone In this desolate place?" "Here is surely the safest place for you at present, madame." He smiled encouragingly at Rose de Cazeneau, who was looking perturbed, while Lazalie shot a scornful glance at Madame, as if Impatient at her show of fear. Madame, with a sigh, sought relief In a silence that was acquiescing; and she could not but admit to herself that, in the present annoying predicament, the mysterious life of Bara-taria had proved to possess certain advantages. (To be continued.) Big Alaskan Bear. Alaska is particularly rich in bears and most of them belong to a group known as the Alaskan brown bears, of which the Kodiak bear is (me. So wide is bis reputation that sportsmen trom all over the world spend thousands of dollars In order to add a skin to their collection of trophies. The weight of a full grown Kodiak bear is not known, although specimens have been killed that were estimated to weigh between fifteen and eighteen hundred pounds, and some hunters claim that they will go as high as twenty-tw- o hundred. While at Kodiak several summers ago I measured the skin of one of these huge animals which stretched the tape nine and a half feet from the nose to the tail, and ten and a half feet across the outstretched front paws. Mr. A. C. Goss, who handles all of the brown hands of the Alaskan Commercial Company at Kodiak, told me that he had seen skins that were three feet longer. J. Alden Loring In Beast! sir, that Mag would do no one a mean trick, she added to me. I reassured her with a smile. The madman, Martin, whom she had taken care of as a mother her sick child, came out of his corner at her raised voice, and laid his hand timidly on her arm. Pretty Alice Lynson pretty Allc I know he murmured, Lynson, where violets grow the color of youi Enter the ghost he comee, he comet! jeavlly laden. Each of us had a pack -- our little belongings. I was fearful is we trudged along, groping our way Tom street to street, lest we be set lpon and our few possessions taken !rom us. A fog in Londons a fear-!u- l thing! Hardly a light anywhere save the few lanthorns carried by provident wayfarers. You shrink from jveryone and everyone shrinks from Gentlemen carry their naked you. words in their hands. Men and women prey upon one another. All is (ear! We had reached the end of Bow Street when Martin stumbled aver something huddled in the road and fell. I lighted a taper I recog- the window and said: Enter the ghost he comes, he comes make way, ye slaves. A shadow spread itself upon the shade of the window and faded away. Alice put her finger upon her lips to silence Martin, while she went to the door without a sound and stood listening. CHAPTER XX. A Wager and What Came of It A sword handle fell heavily upon the door, wielded by no slight hand. Open, it is I Gil Monte; open I say, cried a voice, and again there was a tremendous banging at the door. It Is GiL Open, I too cried Yes, yes, Alice answered, as ska made haste to unhasp the latch, and Gil rushed in. At last! my lord, at last! he cried, as he hastened to my side. From the break in his voice I understood plainer than words could have told me the anxiety he had passed through. It is as I feared you have been hurt? he questioned. 'Not much, a crack on the back of tbe head, I replied, and this cut" It Is enough, from your looks," he said dryly. Tell me how you succeeded In finding this hiding place? I asked anxFor what you have done iously. others may do and so Alices safety be imperiled. Ah! pretty Alice Lynson more petticoats, Gil said, laying bis hand upon his breast and bowing low before her. Poof! You! Alice cried scornfully, and swung round on her foot, presenting her back to him. He gave a perplexed look at her back and then turned to me. When you did not meet us at the marsh as agreed, he said, I sent all the men on to Long Haut, except Torraine and your linkman, Pat We came back to London by separate ways and ever since have been searching high and low for you. It did not take us long to find that you had been hurt or killed, we knew not which, near the Bow Street mansion. Then what had become of you was a In mystery I could learn nothing. despair I hung about the Dukes the- nized you! I thought (my head was clearer sow) of Rosemary and our wild ride through the fog that night as contrasted with this poor womans with her daft mate; of Roseshe stood at the door of the as mary ;nn, her cloak half slipped from off her; of the petals which lay on her shoulder, shaken from the roses low In her hair, nestling' against her seek. Ah, there was no one more beautiful than she! And so thinking, I lost the thread of her discourse. When I came back from soaring near to heaven I heard her say: I tied a bit or ribbon on one of the spikes of tbe gate, so that I should know the place, and because we had to hide our bundles beneath the hedge bo as to be free to carry you. When I went back for them 1 learned who owned the place and who lived there, thinking that if you recovered you might wish to know. The house is on Bow street surrounded by large grounds, inclosed by high brick walls, ivy grown." I know the place. I murmured. We carried you between us, she Often we had to stop oontlnued. and I would leave Martin and you a madman and a corpse and go to inquire the way of the first passerby I could meet, my heart thumping in my breast for fear I should ask some evil inclined person and be directed wrong. Thus, after hours of wandering hither and thither within a radius of a few miles, we came to Mags. she explained, She fii a charwoman, who used to clean at the old Drury when I acted there. I was once able to do her a slight service, and for the sake of those old days she took us In." ater A risky thing tc do, I interrupted My brain was not idle the night of the fog rfter 1 had left Rosemary I him. wan-ierln- , pleaded. Tell it here and now," I commanded. He gave a sigh of resignation. Do you know where the locket is that you wore pinned upon your coat the night you left me?" he queried. Yes, I replied. Had I not given it myself to Rosemary? Where is it? he demanded. It appears to me, Gil, that yon are busying yourself about something which does not concern you. MY I started up only to fall back God! How many days have I lain again. here? Five days, sir, replied Alice and Gil In the same breath. (To be continued.) WEAR GEMS OF PHARAOHS. London Society Women Proud of Jewels From the Pyramids. y who Happy the woman of owns some gem worn by a princess of Egypt when the world was younger; Joyous is she who adorns herself with any ornament taken from a mummy, for such Jewels bring the best luck, women firmly believe at the moment, and they all yearn to wear them. Mrs. Clarence Mackay of New York possesses a weird carnelian necklace that decked a daughter of the Pharaohs and Mrs. St. John Broderick rejoices over some quaint, priceless Jewels that shone by the Nile. Many fashionables are wearing a little pendant or charm made of New Zealand Jade, the Pounamu stone, which always bestows good fortune. to-da- Sarah Bernhardts favorite mascot is a necklace of gold nuggets which the admiring miners of California presented to her. An English actress. Miss Irene Van Brugh, pins her faith to a girdle of splendid turquoises. In Lent. Henry M. Flagler, at a dinner party at Palm Beach, said, apropos of Int: A clergyman told me one day In Lent how, the Sunday before, he had preached from the text, All flesh is grass. The next day he met a parishioner of his. a lowly laboring man to whom testing was anything but congenial. Thl3 man said to the clergyman with a smile: I much enjoyed, sir, yesterday, yer sermon about all flesh bein grass, and I wish to know whether, in this Leat-e- n season, I couldnt be after havin a small piece of pork by way of a |
