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Show dutches the edge of tho table, j V ten!" he gasped. BY WHOSE HAND P ( de latest' THE FATAL REQUEST And the voice without, now ry gates, mads Itself pliS1? Pi their Leard, as it shouted out tho OR FOUND OUT olMine ftmllltf frlnd.ic. By A. L. V Htrrli Author Mr CHAPTER I , imi, I IV Own t (' lift, 1 1 1 I M I t rtfiitun e pealing In lii r Min, I i.iii.ihim' t'nir i' no uilrfiaki shout ihi- - ilu) ? ' fstlii-- r dlilu't mean l I ili-lie sun pnnl-in-iwhich he hail aim'll lilu:. ai'J repeateil the roiileiits aluiiii: Am icturiiliig to.laj by ihe 4.311 train. Shall le home to dinner. Friend accompanies me." Well. I'm sure I don't know what to do about It, exclaimed the poor lady, almost wringing her hands. Hadn't you better go and speak to cook yourself? said her son, making tba proposal without the slightest comprehension of what it Involved. murmured his I suppose 1 bad. mother; very well, Jane, you can nay And she left the room, I'm coming. leaving the young people together. "Aren't you tired of standing. May? naked her brother, addressing the girl, who had scarcely varied her attitude an inch In the last half hour. Tired!" she exclaimed, half turnWhat has that got to do ing ruuud. with It? I want to be the first to at them." Then she added, Tell me what you meant to any, a little while ago, when you begun I wish, and I Continued. Jauit-s- . ln-r- ili-ii- Mr. iiiCii rupt-uii rauM know very Burrllt. hastily, wall thfet It Inb'I that. Hut llio truth cd th matter Is. l'vo a areal aversion to firearms. Btlll, If you will annum at that tha weapon Isn't loaded, " I'U I'll aauura you of that or anything alaa that will add to your pears of My dvfer R 1 4 r mlnd, was the somewhat equivocal At any rale. It lan't loaded reply. sow; and, what la more, I will also live you my word that I will nut at tempt to blow out my bralua during tha Journey or, ba added, as a sort of afterthought, anyone elae'a." Whan Mr. Burrltt and his friend arrived at tha station, tha latter took considerable amount of trouble to to Insure a separate compartment Uameelraa In fact, Mr. llurrltt rather fancied ho saw him give something to the guard, who thereupon lucked the door upon them, and consigned them to solitude. Tha carriage In question. It may be worth remembering, was the fourth from the engine. I wonder, thought Mr. llurrltt to htmeelf as the train steamed out of tha etatkm, which la the pocket be Then hie carries the revolver In? thoughts wandered away from the actual present 1 auppoaa 1 shall And them ell right at home. Dear. dear, anyone would think I bad been away a month. What an old fogey I'm getI wonder what James ting. la thinking about? he looks uncommonly gloomy. I wish he'd say something Inatend of staring out of the window In atony Slloncu. Somehow, one doesn't like the notion of riding alone with a man who has shed another mans blood, especially when I wonder he carries a revolver. whother hea thinking of that, or what? If Mr. Burrltt could have read what wan passing in his companion's mind, he would have been einsxed to find By EDITH SESSIONS TL'PPER, hcilishun! Hevenln B&'1' sril! )ribli railway haccldent! 0Kl twenty kllicd and hinjured. ThF;r thirty front Iraver wrecked by a 41 u train carryin petroleum barrels! line on Are. Horful scenes! Arif'1' s i iu' details! Spi-ch-- stopp'd." "Why," he answered gloomily, "I was going to say I wish the governor had never started on this Journey; he added. In a hurry, "of though, course he's all right missed the train or else there's a block on Ihe Hue. nr " He broke off something only without bringing his sentence to a Was that conclusion, and asked, what you wished, too? I! she exclaimed, I wish that and more. I wish he had never had that letter. 1 wish his friend, whoever he Is had never come hack from where he was. "Oh, come, now," was the would-bcomforting resixinse. "now you're going ahead too far. Of course, Ita vexing and all that; but. after all, the only thing that will really suffer will ba the dinner, and that won't bo flt e Aataar svnxhl. MS ml "By m Halr't BnmMk," b f Willard Fracksr S Co CHAPTER XII. B!m.k (Uamtmi Cowruhl. Continued. 1W0, l Etc. Sired a Smith. wronged, Innocent woman of such an Infamous deed, should be myself suspected. Let us be frieuds. I took her band In both of mine and pressed it warmly. Then, turning to Angele. she said: My little Angele, once before, with hatred in my heart I falsely said, I hope you will be very happy. Now, my slater, with only love and tenderness and regret, I aay It sincerely and You believe me, do you honestly. not? For reply, Angele threw her arms about the stately Mias Capel and kissed her with tears and smiles. Then, without one word or look for the Professor, Batane quietly left the room. After he had congratulated ua, he followed her. Turning to me, Angele said: I hope they will be as happy as we are. This I echoed with all my heart though I added, as I drew her to my She never finished the sentence, CHAPTER VI. " The - I for, with a dexterous movement, caught her freed hand and In a trice Tht Search for a Father, uer wrists were once more firmly What happened after this no ue confined. Then with the king trailever knew exactly. Before Mralur-rlof the scarf, I proceeded to had begun to grasp the idea1 ing end bind her to a chair. something .was wrong, her sob M She did not resist. She seemed rushed from the room. dazed and bewildered nt this proAfter nhat seemed an age o( saltceeding, and did not speak until I ing. but was really a very abort waa leaving the room. a In bis hand he bdf he returned. me leave Why why do you copy of tits newspaper which bekad so? she stammered, where are Just bought. "Mother, he aald, jutyou gqlog?" ting a strong restraint upon hlnelf. 1 am going for the police, to t I am afraid there has been aa I shall hand you a prisoner, whom A on the line. You mustnt accused of murdering Reginald alarmed, for though some pifide have been injured, there is no repon As I dosed the door behind me I why my father should not havi essaw her wrlthl.g like some netted laa and the affair , very likely caped animal, and the awfol face turned been greatly exaggerated." Ted. said bla slater, In a slice toward me was like one that might almost as calm as his own, tbMb bava peered from the portala of helL her face had lost every partlck of CHAPTER XIII. color, and seemed to have suddmly A hurried walk brought me to the become years older, Let us bow And she held out her drug atore, where Fortune and the the worst! detective were awaiting me. hand for the paper. A few words explained the situaTlie worst! he answered, with a tion. The detective took from his sound like a strangled sob In hist a pair of hand-cuffand critvoice, Why should there be uy pocket examined them. ically worst? And aa for the paper," crop-linI these are small enough, It up In his hand, "you cant fixes be hopewith the air of a connoissaid, the slightest dependence upon that. seur. From what you tell me of the Im I'm going up to town by the mat lady, I Judge I shall need them. train, srt as to be on tha spot, and In silence we hastened to Bojantas He may be hurt In some way, you The detective led the apartment. know, he added, slowly, by way of way, and Inserting the key 1 had preparing their minds for whatever brought with me, flung wide the He may bvs door. As be did so, an exclamation might be the result. come off with a broken leg, or some c ' horror burst from his lips. thlug of that sort. You can badly Just Heaven! What a night met expect him to have got off scot (ns. our gaxe! But whatever it Is, 'Im going tolnd There, prone upon her face on the him out and bring him back has. floor, in the midst of her Take care of mother" this to hli lis- black draperies, on which the tangled golden ter and he waa gone. serpents gleamed with horrid symBut before be could leave the hone, bolism. her hands still bound with while his hand waa yet upon the litch, the yellow scarf, writhing In convulhe found himself confronted by the sions, lay Bojanta. Coiled and twistr she said, slowly sad ed about her distorted form was In girl. "Good-bye- . You will do your best-h- ut sadly. 1 have no hope none! He caught a train which was ox Uts very point of starting, and Inped Into the first carriage he oamt to. Then he took out the paper whirl ha bad kept so carefully from the slftt of those others at home, and ' begat to study more earnestly the brief but terrible announcement which iipn u ikI-den- e. breast: My little love, can any two human beings be so supremely happy as we are? Think of the black night through which we have come to the morning of peace and joy and love. g CHAPTER XIV. Misa Capel Resumes Her Story. I have left my sister to enjoy the d which, by happiness, right belongs to her. By rigntI say. Yes. for every human being has a right to a certain share of happiness. Angele has long been defrauded of her portion. Now it has come rushing upon her line a torrent from toe mountain heights, sweeping away every evil and baleful memory, and bringing the pure, limpid waters of a noble love. God bless her snd give her peace after all her cruel trials. For myself, what Is there? Nothing, nothing. And yet I am still young and beautiful. I am a woman capable of In new-foun- talced. (To be continued.) Aa She Understood if It He wis telling a poker story, but And she only caught this sentmee: then, of course, I called, and She Interrupted him reproachfully Started to Ms feet with a cry. that. Instead of dwelling upon the past, ho waa merely repeating over and over to himself the words which tho former had spoken only a few hours before "The secret lies between us two! The secret lies between us two! CHARIER V. The 4:30 Train. Dinner at Magnolia I radge had been ordered for n quarter to eight. In order to anlt the convenience of the travelers, who were expected to arrive at about that hour. As the time drew on, Mrs. llurrltt auddeuly became troubled again in her mind concerning the aoap dish. I do wish, after all, 1 had ordered tho best spare bedroom to be got ready, though I've generally considered the second best good enough for a single geutleman, and I suppose ho But for all la a single gentleman. " that "Here they are! auddeuly cried her daughter May, who waa watching from the window. "Well, ita too late to make any hangs sow, sighed her parent, half relieved at having the matter summarily settled; "and perhaps be won't notice the crack. I do hope my cap Is on straight! Tho said rap waa, as usual, considerably out of the perpendicular; but as It happened. Its lack of rectitude waa, la this instance, of no particular oo sequence, for the alarm proved false, and the rab, which bad at first appeared as thongb about to draw up before the house, resumed its snail-lik- e crawl and gradually disappeared. Then cams another spell of waiting. "They must bare missed their train at Irandon Bridge, said Ted Burrltt. Perhaps the other one was late. Ive looked In Bradshaw, and see that it's due In town at seven oclock. If eo, they ought to be here by this time. The next half-houslowly ticked Itself away without bringing any change la the position of affairs. They were all vacantly conscious of an increasing sense of anxiety and depression within. Why did they not come? Surely, if they had missed one train, there had been plenty of Then the time to catch the next? clock chimed the half hour, and. at the smate moment, an Interruption took place. The message ran: If you please, 'm, cook wants to know what she is to do about dinner! Mrs. Bnrritt started nervously. I'm sure, 1 don't know, Jane." Then, apr - to eat. If they ditot come directly. An If In answer to thin remark. Mrs. Burrltt at thut moment reentered the room. She was flushed and agitated, and, as was appsrent to the most obtuse observer, ou the verge of tears, "Really, cook has been most trying, she sighed, as she sank Into the nearest chair. She almost Intimated that I had done It on purpose. She nays, she has never I men used to such ways, snd that flesh and bluod wou't aland II, let alone legs of mutton. She sayj sho can give us another ten minutes, but uo more. The ten minutes passed, as the previous thirty had done, and at the end of that time three very dispirited people sat down to their spoilt dinner. May soon noticed that her brother, whose attention had been obviously wandering for some time past, appeared to be listening to sometnlng from without At first her heart bounded. Could It be that they had arrived at laat? Was It the rllck of the gate that he waa atralulng hla car to catch? or the sound of footsteps uiun the gravel drive without? So she. too. listened In her turn, hoping to be able to distinguish one or the other of these welcome but king delayed signals. But the only thing she could hear waa the faint strand of a voice which seemed to be shouting something In the distance. May also perceived that the voice was drawing gradually nearer, and resolving Itself into that of n peripatetic newsboy, who was vending his wares and shouting out the most sensational headings at the top of his voice. Was that nil? Still, he was not yet near enough for her to distinguish the sense of tho sounds which caught her ear from time to time, as she absently crumbled her bread, and thought to herself over and over again, "If only father would come home! Mrs. Burrltt, aa though the thought had set In motion some electric current which connected the two brains, remarked at this Juncture, "I suppose they are quite certain to be here some time Almost before the words were out of her Kps. her ton, who was sitting on her right, started to hla feet with a cry. f What Is It? Oh. what la It? asked his sister, as a sense of something terrible about to happen fell upon her. He made no reply, but with dilating eyes, stood there with every faculty absorbed In tha one effort Then he raised hand the other oa and also with some asperity. "I've caught you, John Henry. she exclaimed. Here I've been trying tc get you to call on the Joneses for tha last three months, and you wouldn't do It said you didn't like to make calls, then you go out and make ona by yourself, or else yau go calling with someone else. Yss; that must be it? What Is she, John Henry? Who is this person who can get yon to make calls when you wont maka them with yotir wife? John Henry braked at bis mascullnt friends and winked slyly. Shall 1 tell her? he asked. "Might as well" they said. "In this case, he then told her, "three iadlea induced me to call. "Three? "Yes; Irat, he hastened to add, It you came across them In the pack you would probably call them Queens.1 It was a great Joke his masculine friends assured him of that but ha hasnt succeeded in explaining tbt matter to his wife's satisfaction yet Chicago Host. Took unerring aim and fired. terna, the cobra, Its frightful hooded tense love. Though on the altar of my heart the ashes He thick, underhead erect and hissing defiance. Whose The detective gave one glance, neath smoulders the fire. drew bis revolver, took unerring aim hand will stir those ashes and fan and fired. When the smoke cleared the fire to a glowing blaze Henri's? I love him. Yes, why not confess It away the serpent was dead. the struggling to myself? It Is with shame that I He disentangled form from its colls, released the am forced to acknowledge that I hands and laid Bojanta on the couch. again love a man who does not love Her terrible death throes were soon me. over. The murder of Reginald Reginald Dairy m pie never loved was avenged. me. What he loved was the passion It seems that I had not secured of love and the satisfaction of conmy prize aa firmly as I thought. quest. There lurks In the nature of She had struggled desperately at many men a vestige of barbarism. her bonds and succeeded in freeing Women are their lawful prey, and her body from the chair. Then, go- had they lived In the Orient they . St Peter Remembered. would have bought and sold them, or A poor sou of Krln died and wai ing to the seriicnt's cage and turning fet- seized them as booty, to become the lauded as a very good man by all hit her back to It she had, with her tered hands, rontrlved to shove up the sport and toy of their leisure slaves neighbors. Arriving nt The Gate b her of their fancy and desire. But befound his way barred by Saint Peter sliding door, and thus Invited destruction. awful ing, by chance, of the Western world, Before ye can saye Sain they are forced to confine their love Peter, will ye tell me ye am no sorbetween a of Is conquest to the subjugation of step of There only sin?" suy great guilty I uni not. said Paddy. row and Joy. horror and happiness, woman's will snd nature. To see her yield her personality Think at.ain." said Saint Peter. heaven and hell. "Well." says laddy. thinking hard When, ten days later. I presented Inch by inch, until It Is absorbed In I remember once using bad languagt myself at the Dalryrople place and his; to make her the captive of his looked about at the flowers, the ex- whims the slave of bis caprice; to over an ould rooster we had. That was a great sin, said 8aln quisite sky. the purple sea. 1 could cause her to how her head and kiss scarcely believe that I had really the hand of her master, as he locks Peter, and yes can't come in." raddy turned sorrowfully away, bui passed through those (earful scenes on her flowery fetters this Is the before be had gone for Saint Petal of which 1 have written. They seemed attitude of men like Rex toward recalled him. like a hideous nightmare, from which women. When he had succeeded In "Ive been thinking." said Saint some kindly hand had roused me. heart, enthralling one woman's Angela came Into the room and sud- straightway he sighed, like AlexanPeter, "snd I think ye must hare had me she told great provocation, and that your Ian denly paused, wondering, der, for new realms to conquer. giiagc was perhaps eveusalde. Yscan afterwards, at the Joy upon my face. But Henri! ah. he is quite differcome in. I remember, I onee bad "Angele darling." I crlml. "you are ent. Not that he Is not strong and trouble with the same sort of bird Innocent. Read that, and I held out masterful In another sense. lie Is myself." BoJanta'a .confession. She read It. by no means weak of will, hut one to and then swirtly. silently came to respect and look toward with a deThs Kitchen Range. my outstretched arms. gree of awe. One would obey him A fins housekeeper x.iys since I slowly, reverently, laid my Ups as a soldier an adored contatander, j tng her kitchen range she has i on hers In the first, long, bewilder not as a slave her despot. blackened U with stove polish. I log kiss of love. Only a step from house shn spring when hell to heaven! I had written thus far when a hand a can of enamel from a druggist After a few moments of such happaints her stove wlUi it. the piness at seldom romes to mortals, stole over my shoulder and quietly looks like new. does not rust we sent for the Professor and Batane. took possession of my manuscript needs no cleaning except dux tin It was Henri's When they came. I told my I sprang to my feet and confronted back nothing; not even my wiping off. him. suspicions of Uielr complicity. French People in B "Henri!" I cried In genuine agony, Batane flushed, then turned very There are 6.600 Frenc white, but came to me and with un- "do not read It I beg, implore, comBritain and Ireland, more speakable grace, held out her hand, mand you you shall not." "Did I hear you aright?" ha said fourths of the number ba saying: don. The bualness moi I forgive you. 1 do not blame with a mocking how, "oommand among these la cookery, least It was hnt Just Miss Capel, did yon say command?" job la tba laundresses are prized in "Yes," I answered, "I should not that I. who had Suspected this French cooks are valued Dal-rymp- stoqg-keepin- 4 g have used such a word. I beg your pardon. Command Is a bad word at all times. he gravely said, "It should be carefully used. 1 am not going to read your manuscript, child. I only wished to tease you. Here It Is, my fair accomplice," and fce returned it to me. Then sitting down by me he continued, How do you enjoy knowing you have been suspected of murder?" I confess It was to me a new sensation." "Mr. Severance Is not the only on who has suspected me," I returned proudly. Batane," he cried earnestly, that Is what I wish to talk to you about. My dear cousin, can you ever forgive me. I waa blinded to your noble qualities. I saw only the weeds In your heart's garden. You have rooted them out I have watched the process. Day by day have you gar dened there, and in place of all those noxious growths there are only fair, sweet flowers. Batane, dearest, I love you. Will you be my wife?" 1 do not quite recall what happened .next He had his arms about me and was looking down at me with those wonderful eyes. He waa so gentle and kind. There was no trace of the authoritative air he had assumed toward me that evening in his room. He was only a sweet, courteous lover. "You will let me read what you were writing, will you not?" he tenderly asked, "I feel sure It Is something about me, Satane. I hesitated one moment then I gave It to him and he read it through. Turning, be clasped me again In bis arms. "Dearest, you are right. I do not wish a slave, but rather a soldier; a soldier who has bravely fought and vanquished her worst enemy; a soldier who will bear and endure all the fatigues, the hardships, the forced marches of life, for the love she bears her shall I say commander darling? la this a case where one may be pardoned the use of that obnoxious word?" And aa he lifted my. face to his I knew that for his kiss, his praise, hla love, I would follow him through every changing fortune, every forlorn, hope, on to victory or to death. TUB END. EDITOR WHO IS USEFUL. Versatile Journalist a Power In the Community. As proof that the editor Is somebody In his community we point to Prof. John Berkley of the editorial Western staff of the Connecticut News at Caftaan, a Journalist whom his fellow citizens delight to honor. He Is a veritable syndicate of public offices, bis titles run the gamut from registrar of votere up to justice of . the peace; he has attended various political conventions as" delegate; be is an actor, a poet, a musician and dancing master, and tbnre is no evidence that he is not skilfull and successful In each and every avenue of his varied avocations, notwithstanding the seeming Incongruity of the dancing professor reporting a dog fight for his paper, the editor holding court and weighing out justice to assault and battery culprits and the judge teaching the fancy steps of the latest dances. A further proof of Brother Berkleys versatility is recorded in the latest issue of his own paper. In his capacity as Judge, he presided over the trial of Julia McCarty Allen's husband for assaulting his wife. The judge's printed report states that "aa neither side was represented by counthe sel, Justice Berkley conducted case for both." Happily, too, he won It During the trial Julia "appealed to Justice Berkley to give her a legal separation from her husband," never dreaming that there was a limit to the powers vested In tho editor, and she refused to be comforted when he sadly Informed her that divorces were out of his line. New Haven Palladium. GUNS OF ANCIENT TIMES. Cannon Used by British in France in 1847. In 1427, when the English In Normandy made their last assault on. Mont St. Michel under I.ord Scales, they attacked It with "several powerful engines and certain machines of war. Says an old writer; "They trained a battery so furiously against the walls that they made a breach.-Amonthese formidable weapons were two enormous wrought-iro- n guns, which they were compelled to leave behind on being obliged to raise tbo siege. They are still on exhibition with some of their projectiles in a railed inclosure just Inside the main entrance to the town. The guns are of the kind formerly called "bombards" and are of different sizes. The larger one has a caliber of nineteen Inches. 014 inches being the greatest external diameter and 12 feet the total length, of which about 3 feet 4 Inches belongs to the smaller powder chamber In the rear. It weighs very nearly six tons. The other gun weighs about a couple of tons less. Is of 15 Inches caliber and 11 feet 9 Inches long. These weapons are not cast, but "built up" guns, being formed of longitudinal bars about three Inches wide, arranged like the staves of a cask and bound round closely with wrought-orohoops. The Michelets," as they are called, are most likely of Flemish workmanship. Their projectiles are made of hewn granite and these for the larger gun have been estimated to weigh 300 pounds apiece. The powder chamber Is capable of holding about forty pounds of explosive. g n |
