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Show THAT GIRL of JOHNSON S ay JBA.fi AaHr M.A.TB LXVLVM. A GfCi MtroS Ht. Bata, 4 Aecardim la Aa a Caaaraaa ii tha Yaar 1M0 by Sum ft Scatih. la Iba Oftiea of Iha Librarias at Caaaraaa, at Waahuxua. D. C. "1 do not know. we must CHAPTER VII. He him. find frowned sternly; his face and voice were authoritative. He Is summoned In the Green to appear In court case; the law cannot wait. Can you give us no idea where wo can find him? "No." He returned to his companions and reported that Johnson was not there; his daughter did not know where he was. They held a consultation. If It were possible Johnson must he found and brought to court that day; law and right must not be delayed. Riding down the mountain they halted at the wife came tavern. The tavern-keeperont to meet them. They asked for water; she said the distant water was scarce on the mountain. As night was silent;from the tavof rude singing ern died away; the lights went out Me after another In the long, low houses.. Dolores began to wonder vaguely why her father did not coma Midnight had passed; the hours ticked away one by one on the big clock la the corner, the moon hung round Md golden above the mountain peaks la the west; In the east a streak of whiter light appeared, broadened and deepened. The girls shadow disappeared from the floor; It lay In front of her on the door stone. The cow was cropping the grass on Me roadside, her breathing deep and pontMtad. Lodle, the next neighbor, same ap the road with a bucket. His well was low In this dry weather; Mason's well was public property at mdh times. A sheer day," he said apologetlcal-If- , looking at the brindle. Dolores roused herself, a slow ttiought coming to her mind. "I have been waiting for my father, she said. "But wo must find him." "Is he still at the tavern?" Lodle held the backet suspended but she could give them cider if that half way down the well; a dull sur- would do. prise was the leading expression on They replied that cider would do his face. very well in fact, much better than "Don't ye know where he went, water for their purpose, for they had mores? Warn't ye hyar when he a rough time before them. hem up for his gun an' started ter As they drank they asked for the hunt ther cow ower yonder on ther host. He was away, she said, gone Ther cow is hyar; over the mountain to the town; a mounting? wheres yer feyther? trial was being held there, had they A sudden sharp fear woke In her not beard of It? Nearly every one had mind; she arose and faced Indie, the heard of It; It was making a stir. alight on her head. Folks were excited about It; there "If he went over en the opposite was to be a trial there, and Johnson mountain to hunt Brindle and has not had they ever heard of Johnson ? returned he must hare lost his road, was all 'they were waiting tor to. .lay mr gowiwnnw,- -' or nmHMm the' guilt where It belonged; he knew Wblh more about It than most folks; some "Yea," said. Lodle, slowly. "An thought theya want him et ther court ter-daDid Johnson go? No, not that ahe ef he aint thyar they'll kem fer him; knew of, and she would' know. He theys sweared theyd hcv him, fer went over to the opposite mountain ther thing kyant be settled tell he last night to hunt his cow. goes." In what direction did Johnson go? He swung the bucket up on the She was not sure; she believed he edge of the well and passed down the went right down the road across the road la silence, his slouching figure valley. There was a bridge across ke a blot on the exquisite landscape. the river If one followed the road Breakfast was ready, and Dolores along the foot of the mountain a bit went in and set the potatoes and ba-(Jenkins had seen her there, and he at one side of the hearth; the told Johnson so at the tavern; Johnnever to was she coffee make; ready son went right over to hunt her; he made that till It was ready to be took his gun in rase he came across rank. When all was ready within gome, but that waa useless unless he ahe went out to the bank under the were luckier than usual, for Johnson plans. The sun was high and warm, was too shiftless to have luck. hut under the pines the shadows were Yes, the cow came back; she had eool and dark; and there she waited lost her bell; he would expect to find flsr her father. her by that; doubtless he would keep settle-BbM- t men of the and the by By on hunting; he hadn't sense enough started over the mountain In to know she would most likely come ggoeps of twos and threes. Dolores home herself. But if he did not watched them go, scarce taking her wish tobyreturn for reasons best known eyes from them till their slouching to himself Johnson was shiftless, but figures faded and blended with the he was no fool about some things. yellow road and the rugged paths. As His girl now had about as little they passed they asked for her father. sense as was possible. She did not even know when she was well off; she was like her mother for all the world, only worse. As for Delores, she seemed to like him to talk to her; she was not In the habit of talking much; she never talked with her neighbors, she felt above them; he was the Judge's son, and, no doubt, she felt flattered that he took notice of her. Their men never said much to her, for they did not like her. Maybe she went over the mountain. Well, maybe she went because she wished to go. How could she answer for her? Perhaps Could they find Johnson If they tried? She did not know. The opposite mountain was a dangerous place; there were sharp ledges and turns and deep chasms; folks seldom ventured over there except for hunting; they had no cause to go. Did they want Johnson? He was not in the habit of going off; he never went hunting except on their own mountain; he had no gi ahead In him; he was shiftless and so was his daughsame reply. every one receiving the worse. Later, as Dolores watched, a yellow ter only They had accomplished their errand eloud of dust arose where the road and the sky seemed to meet. She and paid her liberally as they arose watched it mechanically. As the cloud to go, more determined than ever to appeared and drew nearer out of It And Johnson were It a possible thing. appeared a body of horsemen riding CHAPTER VIII. at a sharp pace down the rough road. They slackened their pace as they The Search. came up. The girl was plainly disThe deputies rode slowly down the cernible In her print gown under the The road was hard for pines. They halted at the rickety mounialn. gate, and one of them dismounted and their horses and uncertain, besides it went up the walk. He removed his was strange to them and strange ground was unsafe. They talked lithat as he drew near Dolores. tle. On leaving the tavern one of "Miss Johnson?" She hesitated a moment; the name them remarked that the woman knew was unfamiliar to her save as used wht ahe was talking about, and now by young Green. Then she bent her they would find Johnson If such a thing were possible, for they had more head In reply. reason than ever to find him. "Your father? They rode along the Toot of the "He Is not here, she said, slowly. mnntain in seuren of the path of "Where can v.o !G I, ini" "But The Strayad Cow. Dolores aat In the doorway waiting for her fathers return from the tavern. He bad been to the house while she was over the mountain, and had his supper. She herself had eaten aottiing, for she had no appetite la pit of her walk over the mountain. he was quite Idle, her hands la old listless attitude In her lap, her dark head resting against the painted door post, her grave face thoughtful eyes raised to the loeTona The moonlight falling across Mr Ihre defined It clear and perfect aa Burble; upon the clean bare flour behind her lay her shadow long and to-da- y Mr ad Md tt bv 's which the woman spoka. Then was no road hero as along the other arose-tain- ; a narrow Has half hidden by long grass and tangled bushes straggled In and out capriciously, as though to pusslo its followers, now np the mountain side, again straying ont Into the valley meadows nearer the rivers moaning. Above, among the pines, the blue base was tangled, hiding all beyond; ie dread mystery of the mountain clung like a garment about 1L The men rode on in silence; there was a aolemnlty around them that hushed all light words. The enormity ot their undertaking dawned more and more upon them; to search tor a man in that wilderness with the mountain's haert for his hiding place and Us robe of liaxe for his shield was absurd. There were chasms and dangerous places, sharp turnings and winding paths, ledges hidden by hate that would swallow a man as completely as a sepulcher, and leave no trace, m- - 'dive rocks overhead that a tremor of the mountain would hurl upon them. No wonder the man grew silent and allowed the horses to have their way; man could not follow the dangerous, hidden pal he; only bruts instinct could And the safe places. They came at last to the path up the mountain, and the horses refused to take it until urged by whip and spur. It waa a path that shielded all beyond it, as though the mountain had made a fastness that none could break. The horses tolled up slowly, slipping now and again on the treacherous ground; the tangled bushes and low boughs swept them as they passed; above the pine boughs parted enough fnr a man's head to pass untouched beneath. Now and again the bushes and ferns; great rocks loomed path seemed lost In the wilderness of ahead and the path that seemed cut off turned sharply and wound up the mountain; again and again the horse-hoof- s paused on the edge' of a chasm half bidden by haze, and the men with white faces held them up by main force from the ghastly depths beneath their very feet. Their voices, as they shouted in hopes of a reply had Johnson lost his way, sounded gruesome in the loneliness. Half way up the mountain they paused and faced about It was useless, they, said, and foolish to follow the path up higher; no man would wander np there of his own free will; facing the law were preferable; one knew what to expect from It Here death laid his traps In secret and lured his victim on; he waited at every corner and lurked near every rock; he was above, below, and before them; he reigned in the mountains If Johnson were there he heart. might stay there; their lives were of more value than his; they would re turn to the town and report the utter hopelessness of the search. It would be wiser to search for him nearer .home;, to hide from the law showed that he was cowardly, and a coward would never come there. They would stop at the tavern and speak to the woman again; her words might be wiser than they thought. And they would speak again to that girl of Johnsons; she might be more willing to talk, and she was no fool. (To be continued.) SHIRTS GROW ON TREES THERE. That, at Least, Is the Statement of an Old Sailor. Shirts grow on trees where I came from, said the old sailor'. How so, shlpmutr a pale clerk asked. The sailor emptied his glass and wiped his mouth with the back of hli hand. I'm he said, of the South seas. You know them Islands over there? Sure, said the clerk. "Well, thats where I mean that shirts grow on trees. Theres a kind of a willow tree on them islands with a soft, flexible bark. A native selects a tree with a trunk thats just a little bigger round than he Is. He makes a ring with his knife around the trunk through the bark, and he makes another ring four foot below. Then, with a slit of the knife, he draws the bark off. the same as a boy does in makln a willow whistle, and he's got a line, durable snirt. All he needs to do Is to dry It out, make two holes for the arms, and put a lacin' in the back ts draw It together. In the spring of the year the shirts are gathered. Men and women both go out at that time to look for trees that fit them. These bark shirts are treated so as to be soft and flexible. They don't look bad. Gosh hanged if they look bad at all. for shirts that grow on trees. Philadelphia Record. Knew the Major. hear the major is coming up to spend a week with you." "Yes. and I am fitting up a room I for him to entertain his friends. 1 put in ten chairs and a sideboard. "Where is the major from? South Carolina. Then you had better put in tea sideboards and a chair. Out of Season. "Why are yer so sad?" asked Dusty Dennis. Why," growled Sandy Pikes, "dst lady said if I'd split de wood she'd give me an old pair of shoes she promised me last sinter." "An' did she? "Yea, she give me a pair of snov- shoes. Making Macaroni. Macaroni Is made in forty different shapes and sizes. A special kind of very hard wheat is used in this manufacture. The Two Captains Crystal'! watch, and the twa mm stamped the planks together. Pope come to a stand at the littla skylight to survey the scene of his ship, mad Crystal, oa wide legs, rocked beside him. She lifts with splendid buoyaacy ," said the commander. "I never could have believed that she possessed these By W. CLARK RUSSELL. heels. Look bow she throws the sees away to leeward! That fine Dutch Camiifbl, lSVt, lj P r. Colliar. Cmrrilkt WI. tv Dodd. Mead ft Co. frigate which saved our livee would not leap in loftier grace. CHAPTER IV Continued. "By heavens! Steve's right. cried Certainly tbe lltlte craft juat then "Northern Pope, flushing up with sudden excite- was a heroic picture for a commander ment and wresting the glass out of who was also her owner, to contem"Sloop In sight? "Right ahead, sir, almost within Crystal's hand. "What does the idiot plate. Her four black dogs of war at hail. mean by holding on? a side crouched in the scuppers; and "Is Captain Crystal showing himHe applied the glass to his eye. The her tarpaulined forecastle gun looked self Dutch frigate, under a full press was like n dead giant stitched up awaiting 1 see him In the bows of tha r aft waa sloop sweeping through it grandly. Could burial. The waiting for us. it be imagined that the pursuing boat brass; a sullen glint broke in It when Pope lifted hli bead, and a minute would attempt to past under those the nun shone. It made a formidable Inter the little fabric waa alongside, thunderous bows! The naval officer how on that little quarterdeck dear the hull of the eloop putting her out steering the boat might have been In- of the wheel, then grasped by two seaof eight of land. Tha bundles were sane with resolution not to devlata men, one a colored man, the other aa handed up; the men sprang aboard from the path of pursuit. The rowers black as a gypsy with hair Ilka ssakta after them. had their backs upon the danger; the crawling out of his hat down hla back. Lively my hearts! shouted Pope, others were not there to deliver com- They lookeu a pair of beauties, bat "and make Bail." mands; ao that all In a second It was were Indeed In perfect keeping with He sprang to tha tiller, and Crystal too late. The aix oars sparkled aa the rest of the crew now visible. put his weight with the others, upon they rose In tragic arreat nnder the It was they who gave Che little flythroat, peak and other halyards. The bows of the sweeping ship. On- - board ing ship her wild and aavage aspect. great sloping sail fluttered languidly tha Oak they saw a number of men The most formidable of them for uglithen rounded allnnt aa the big Jib running on the frigates forecastle. ness and bulk was Matuew Grindal! bore the little veesel'e head off. They Through the glass Pope spied her peo- the boatswain, who had llkewiaa were under way and tha ripple from ple struggling for life in the frigate's agreed to serve as second mate. the stem glanced Ilka n. needle Into wake. Though an Englishman, he had 1mm the wake. That," he cried, pointing with the a pirate aboard a Frenchman, had The Downa now lay plain, but very telescope to the white water astern also served as able seaman in a distant But one large blue shadow of the frigate, "was her reason for scoundrel Spanish piccnroon, and loomed formidably the Ramllllee bringing up in Margate Roads last scarce a memory of this man's for and aa Pope looked a puff ot white night. year after year but waa rad and dreadsmoke, tiny in the far-of- f sheen, broke "Ay, said Crystal, "hang me If ful. from her starboard broadside; which there Isn't even a Providence for He was overseeing some work a et Crystal swearing horribly. pirates, and he and Pope laughed cluster of seamen were upon In tha It la her signal, he shouted. The with al their might. waist, and Captain Pope watched him. news hss reached her; we are susThe Dutchman measured a score of Assuredly the Camperdown had been her own lengths before she backed shelled to some purpose. Those ot pected and shall be chased. The breeze means to freshen," ex- her topsail and lowered boats. Five the crew who were at odd Jobs about claimed Pope coolly; see the dark men only were picked up, and they the deck, or who were gathered line of It yonder; let me get behind were too exhausted to explain the erabout the galley and kingbolt, the Bands and I shall be happy. I rand they had been upon. In fact. It were aa completely piratic in face and never designed to go Margate way. waa doubtful if the Dutchman would garb, in tbe sound of their desperate-laugha- , We'll hng the South Sand Head clear have understood them. The frigate in their reaceles oaths. In their while one of the postures, and motions charged with of the Ramlllles, and go straight for remained hove-to- , the French coast, and then for a shift boats put the English seamen ashore the brutalest spirit of defiance and at Broad stairs; by which time the recklessness, si the heart of man or of helm for Hamburg. "The Captain's right, said Bobbin. Oak, unnoticed by the seventy-fouboy could yearn to read about, and The whole line of coast waa now had fetched the southern limb of the thirst to attend to the gallows. visible from Sandwich ts the South Goodwin 8ands, when, easing off her "Crossman has done our purpose-justice- , Foreland. The ripples flashed, white sheets, she went away fur the French said Pope with a smile, with water fled In feathers from the weath- coast I expact hla eyes fixed on Grindal. er bow and Pope looked astern at tha tnat most of these men have seen CHAPTER V. land well pleased. their turn as pirates. The Crew of the Gypsy. I'll tell you the whole story In a Theyre here as privateersmen," At Hamburg the three hired men exclaimed minute. Crystal, said ha, and he waa Crystal. proceeding when Crystal Interrupted were dlacharyed with their handkersaid "They shall be undeceived, chiefs liberally taaaeled; and they left him. Pope, turning suddenly and beginning to walk the short deck. Crystal heatdw And what's the difference? him. The hangman knows, answered Crystal. never a privateersma Was hanged? cried Pope. A letter of marque la as good aa a pennon, aaid Crystal Than, seeing Irritation In the commander's face, he aaid, Has Mr. Staunton any suspicion, d'ye think, of tha nature ot thla voyage?" None. Four hundred pounds In cash, and tbe remainder in bills; that sufficiently appeased the curiosity of a man who had a ship which waa rotting her bottom out in the Thames. Crosaman acted well ; he held aa mutw aa a skull! Crosaman la a man you may de--. pend on, exclaimed Crystal. When do you reckon upon taking tbs craw into your confidence? This afternoon, Jonathan, aaid Pope sternly. Crystal looked away to sea. There was now too much wind for the royals; they were clewed up to the shrill measures of the bo'suns pipe; the flying jib was hauled down, "Look!" aaid he, In hla hoarse notes. and the taut weather ahronda shook "Look! said he. In hla hoarse note, consenting to meet Captain Pope in as some seamen ran aloft. London on such and such a date at the "Sail ho! shouted one of them out pointing. of the fore-to"The Dutch frigate of last night1 sign of the Camperdown. When Pope had settled his affairs In Where away?" roared Pope. exclaimed Pope, after taming hla (To be continued. Hamburg, he manned the Oak with head. 8he was coming down Channel on four Dutch seamen and sailed to the HERBERT SPENCER IN YOUTH. and made a Has figure Thames. I am not able to give fura taut uow-llnther particulars of the Hamburg exaa aha drew clear of tha Foreland. Yet Human What's that? suddenly exclaimed pedition than these, heeause I never Stern of Character, Enough to Enjoy a- Joke. Crystal, and Maddlson. who had come could get to hear who had taken tbe The eighty-thirplate off Popes hands; how It had on deck, cried out. Theyre birthday of Mr. been got ashore without detection; Keibcrt SHneer has brought out. of ua! Both he and Crystal looked toward the sum of money it had fetched, and among other things, extracts from Broadstalrs, and thither Pope directed the like. But this part, though it was the anonymous diary of a friend of hla eyes, where, without aid of a glass doubtless full of excitement. Is noi his early days, when he was on the he might see what should prove a material to the interest of the story, rginccrlng staff of the London A d galley sweeping from the which may he said to begin with this:' Birmingham railway. Spencer, ap. Her oara sparkled pier-endSeptember the 30th. some time be- parently. was neither companionable little fore 1820. It. was blowing a fresh nor particularly popular. swiftly. breeze of wind In the English chanHis stern and somewhat hank The glass! he roared. Maddlson grasped the tiller while nel; dark rlouds. spitting rain as they character stuod forth in all its nakedthe Captain looked. There were others sped, gave a look of flying wildness to ness. as at his then early age he had in that boat than those who pulled the few dim spaces of dusty blue; neither tact nor knowledge of men lifflticrt wherewith to clothe hla her. She seemed full of men. Pope they produced the effect of flying cud, and all on high seemed to retemperament. He lived In an caught sight of the glint of bayonets. She was coming along as steadily volve as the weeping shadows poured iitmnephe.e of antagonism a Radical swift ss the rapid determined pulse away into the horizon on the breath amorg Tories, a democrat among of the long and bending linos of flash- of the shouting wind. aristocrats, an advanced free thlnk--- r In the midst of this scene a little among sturdy snpiiurters of the ing ash could drive her. The brine stood like rrost at her bows, and tbe brig was sailing. She was the Gypsy. Mother church. But young, thought-e-i- s foam rushed aft as though she bad The captain was Richard Pope, iur ard rs roles ax we were, we soon chief mate was Jonathan Crystal, her thnt a young fellow of keen, been driven hy a propeller. eeond mate and Ixur. swain was Mat- itenciratii g A revenue boat. says Pope, with had come among one of his oaths, handing the glass to thew Grindal. and in her fnrcca-'t;ts. hriore whom wo- could not hold and about her decks were thirty nr i v. n In aiguim-n- t either In meta-ihylCrystal, and she's after us." Clouds, white and swift with the counting several idlers, such e or In when we gunner, the carpenter, cook. cal'in j r- xutpod to (I'.iVi-light of the sun and the life of the wind, were overspreading the western servant, and the like. S'i:i h- v.n- - human enough to il She was ImiuiuI to tlu- - May of Cam seaboard, and they mingled with many own to a prac-'i- i til j.:.o upon a comrade. Hensmaa leaning shafts of canvass heading out peachy to load with logwood, ai : t. of the Downs. There was a spirit In trade with the West Indies. iv i an.'?: To the Bay of Campi-achythe freshening of the wind, and the s.i it ilo irsorti-- n piece of tracing pe So her papers showed. Oak snored os she drove through it. was said. or is!ly it ride tin leather lining of All along the horizon to port were the She had sailed down the river aru-.- l hat. In a few days the Goodwin Sands. They were brilliant with four carnuiadrs r.f a ride, a lot we a tight fit: remarks were ct . new with creaming lines of yeast, gun on her and a stoii j ip:uI- - n the victim on the palpable and the yellow shoal showed a firm chaser, a twelve pourd-r- . Fin c.i t t of Ills cranium, which "r ( surface upon which you could have therefore a little formidable wifi v: r. l by slating that his hat j tlllcry. But the pirate u;er. m: t::n.-- ' played football. ,,f ii,,. iruth of the hv the gradual tightening of "They're bound to give up; that aa fixed a condition of Fie ii'nii j.. pace'll break thi-l- r hearts. exrlaimed as the gilded and gallcried Wert l:i C. ('rent ryinpathy was ex- -' th- - alarming Crystal, after a few minutes of silence dlaninu she plunlcred. Tiicrr-othesymptom, risks, niorcmcr. which during which he had been watching r? Vun wax caused by Hent-- J i'v n astern. boat the chasing camion necessary feature of a id i; trujit Ion. "If they don't mind," said Steve, dock. of IIrliort Spence, play- They hail dire-- i in th takii. "they'll he foul of that there Jokes will probably he lain Pope bail cmuo mit ... . rt liiiv: to must peonlfe ).. r twelve-pounde- . Into-group- r, - d six-oare- iiit-ii.-- ct rs orgu-.ecrin- i en-.'t- I I I faroi-nxtlo- ob--!- r ! Lighthouse Service. The I'nited Slates lighthouse vice costs $4,500.1-0a year. sen '.'I - : |
