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she filied. The ud of tier
w 'Iv 3 ie in ai meIiure e stor vd the
corn~ iat hlaal e(nI parlyzel. Un
'o'n# 1Eiiusl'y (lis sliin stprig of southern
valor. threw bacek her shouliflers anid
lifited her clini. If they were brigands
they slouki not. id her a crInging
(ow~mlI. Al'ter all. she was a Calhoun.
''h' inina slIt( hal first observed stop
pal4 n1e0ar the liorsexs' heads and peercl
hitently at her from beneath a broad
mu11l riiish hat. 1ie was tall :'al ap
lPartd(1 to ie 1o10e0 respectably clad
h1111an his fellows, although there was
111. one who looked as though lie pos
;I'(d a '01nlet.0outlit. of weiaring alp
"Poor wayfarers, my it please your.
hiliess," replied the tall vagabond,
howing low. To her surprise, he spoke
in very good EnglIsh. H1is voice was
clear, and there was a tinge of polite
irony in the tones. "But all people are
ailike Ili the mountains. The king and
the thief, the princess and the Jade
live in the common fold." And his
hat swung so low that It touched the
"I am powerless. I only implore you
lo take what valuables you may find
and let us proceed unharmed!" she
cried rapidly. eager to have it over.
"Pray, how can your highness pro
ceed? You have no guide, no driver,
no escort," said the man mockingly.
Beverly looked at him appealingly, ut
terly without words to reply. The
tears were \velling to her eyes, and her
heart was throbbing like that of a cap
tured bird. In after life she was able
to picture in her mind's eye all the
details of that tableau in the moun
tain pass-the hopeless coach, the
steaming horses, the rakish bandit and
his picturesque men, the towering
crags and a mite of a girl facing the
end of everything.
"Your highness is said to be brave.
but even your wonderful courage can
1', V a.
A '"Oh, you 'won't MC0 us?"
avail no'tbiag in this Instance," said
tQ0 leader pleasantly. "Your escort
las fled as though pursued by some
.thing stronger than shadows; your
'driver has deserted; your horses are
halt dead; you are Indleed, as you hiave
said, powerless. An~d you are, besides
.hIl these, in the clutches of a band of
"Oh," moaned Beverly, suddenly
leaning against the fore wheel, her
eyes almost starting from her head.
'The leader laughed quietly-yes, good
slatnredly. "Oh, you won't-you won't
kill us?" She had tIme to observe that
there were smiles on the faces of all
the men within the circle of light.
"Rest assured, your highness," said
the leader, leaning upon his rifle bar
reE with careless grace, "we intend no
harm to you. Every man you meet in
(raustark is not a brigand, I trust,
for your sake. We are simple hunters,
:and ,not what we may seem. It is
fortunate that you have fallen into
honest hands. There is some one in
the coach ?" he asked, quickly alert. A
nrolonged groan proved to Beverly that
Aunt Fanny had screwed up suflcienit
courage to look out of the window.
"My old servant," she half whis
ipered. Then, as several of the men
estarted toward the door: " t she is
*old and wouldn't harm a fly. Please,
please don't hurt her."
"Compose yourself; ,' he is safe,"
asnid the leader. By ,this time It was
<Tluite dark. At a wMrd from him two
er three men lighed lanterns. The
ipicture was morq weird than ever in
the fitful glow. May -I sk, your high
mess, how do yoi intend'to reach Edel
weiss in your ~res'ent condition? You
- cannet manag those horses and,be
sides, you do hot know the way."
-"Aren't yon going to rob us?" de
~auaded Beveorly, hope springing to the
aE*C *3v th a oful boundl. T.-e
- GEORE BARR
- M'GUT EON,
k -!Y ~ Aulhor of "Graustark"
Mw nd Comlr.,
stran uerI .lahd heartily and shook
"Dlo we not look like honest incil?"
Ie cried. with a wave or hI-i hand to
vakrl his coim pI lonl.. lle-vly looked
dibiois. "We live lb -oml, clean II'o
of the wilderness. Ontdoor life is nee
essary' for' Our health. We could not
live il the city," he went on. with grim
humior. F'or the first time Beverly no
t!ed that he wore a huge black patch
over his let't eye, held in place by a
cord. !i( alIpear,-d more formidtible
thanit ever under the light of critical in
"I am very much rollered," sald R.v
erly, who was not at all relieved. "But
why have you stoppei-d us in this man
"Stopped you?" 'cried the man with
the patch. "I implore you to unsay
that, your highness. Your coach was
quite at a standstill beforo we knew of
Its presence. You do us a grave in
"It's very strange," muttered Bever
ly, somewlpt taken aback.
"Have yo\ observed that it is quite
dar?" asked the leader, putting away
Us brief show of Indignation.
"Dear me; so it Is!" cried she, now
able to think more clearly.
"Antl you are mwies fron an inn or
house of any kind." he went oi. "Do
you expect Vo shly here all night?"
"'i'm-I'm not afraisl." bravely shiv
"It is most dangerous."
"I have i revolver," the weak littl.
voice went on.
"Oh1o! What is It for?"
"To use in ease of emergeney."
"Such as repelling briga(nds who sud
denly aplpar upon the scene?"
"May I ask why you did not use it
"Because it is locked pI) in one of my
bags-I don't know just which one
and Aunt Fanny has the key," confess
The chief of the "honest men" laugh
ed again, a clear, ringing laugh that be
spoke supreme confidence in his right
to enjoy himself.
"And who is Aunt Fanny?" he asked.
covering his patch cgrefully with hi,
"My servant. She's colored."
"Colored?" he asked in amazement.
"What do you mean?"
"'Why, she's a negress, Don't you
know what a colored person Is?"
"You mean she Is a stave-a black
"We don't own slaves any mo'
more." Hie looked more puzzled thanm
ever-then at last, to satisfy himself.
walked over and peered Into' the coach.
Aunt Fanny sot up a dismal bowl. An
instant later Sir Honesty was pushed
aside, and Miss Calhoun was aniously
trying to comfort her old fr!end
through the window. The man looked
on in silent wonder for a mInuto. andl
then strode off to where a group, of his
men stood talking.
"is yo' daid yit, Miss Bev'ly-is de
end came?" moaned Aunt Fanny. Bev
erly could not repress a smile.
"I am quite alive, auntie. These meni
will not hurt us. They are very nimce
gentlemen." She uttered the last ob
ser-vation In a loud voice, and it hand
Its effect, for the leader came to her
side with long strIdes.
"Convince your servant that we mean
no harm, your highness," he said eager
ly, a new deference in his vofe.e amnd
manner. "We have only the best of
motives In mind. True, the hills nre
full of lawlessa, fellows, and we are
obliged to fight them almost daily, but
you have fallen In wIth honest men
very nice gentlemen, I trust. Less than
an hour ago we put a band of robbers
"I heard the shooting," eried Bever
ly. "It was that which put my escort
"They could not have been soldiers
of Graustark, then, your highness,"
"They i''ere Cossacks, or whatever
you call them. But, pray, why do you
call me 'your highness?'" demanded
Beverly. The tall leader swept the
ground with his hat once more.
"All the outsIde world knows the
Princess Yetive-why not the humble
mountain man? You will pardon me.
but every man In the bills knows that
you are to pass through on the way
from St. Petersburg to Ganlook. We
are not so far from the world, after
all, we rough people of the hills. We
know that your highness left St. Pe
tersburg by rail last Sunday and took
to the highway day before- yesterday
because the floods had washed ,away
the bridges north of Axphain. Even
the hIlls have eyes and ears."
Beverly listened with Increasing per
nlarity. It wna trune that she hadt left
tt, Pet 'bl.-r- on Suihty; tlit the ui
predeen e i 11d.h41 stoppe:'l u.1; rat;
ytra v In the hill.,. compeillui he;.
to tr:tvel for many miles by sta:-o, and
t!at h': '->vle eo i .y wa.s etyiyn:.
her InII e t : - w:t th . P '
ces.-, Yetive. Ti'. ,-.- s !,.'< ev :..- -
Vnetd thrlott::hl .x ::tI:1 andl 1:e hill'
wou!cl not heIlle-e * e.' :-. In a. !'-1.- 1
delide:l that ih woald he lb.<t I ,
for U t:! - at!.n-: : C4:0IuO :-o
Gr'a:t.-u'.X. It re:i:.:Ii-ie:!. Only: l-or Ia''
to lir:-ross 1p :4. : 1: P tuty th '.m
iort:.vlia I or this. alte a ':11,0:1.
"Wt1t wis 41.1 t l'h t le u--le hw."
silo " l hils I -:.Ie I ~ td. luii;
"Youl v: tw - h
ever, th:M I :!. t: C
" it'i s .Hor tit'5e 1; 11 (1 iii * Vo:;i .11.
"Its <:ie a i yurs to u ar:ia
not the prin s. 4 Is t:s ' to n:l:y thty u il
so ah:i m: trs, a'ter all?' i l re
serve thi.; you orveor. to (L) io.' -
the 1o !:. attoi-n who ru levr th e.e
wl:I oh l I oit 'ler y a.It thi mm h
servlis of nlysell' atnll y 0onp'yn
lols.. We arew ord t o:: i. -
-"I ;,Ill-:ory g:-:nt e'ui to Endml t ht youl
:rt n1 b - !< he ie" :
''Von* "l ll milve \-l:" you or a
then. o:n 3- s ou - )h:t bo - wisfl t ly re
warled for y.urt, good intent ionls."
"I? Ohl, Your hihess, I ayo mt ll
the lt hterl. apoo, suhject for re
Ward at your heA. I may as well id
mit tht I am a potale and have n o
letgal right 14 the rosenrit ot' yOur
hIlls. Tie onl rew d i Ian ask Is for
giveIe. iot torespa1sshIg pon the prop
erty of other's."
"Youl hti eceive pardon for all
tra n lresons but you must get me to
s;oite phien ->f stiftety," snid1 Beverly en
"Adl <ouingly, too, yon might well
sha hi: bloy'e l :tid. lightly. "The
hiornes have rested, V' think, so with
your permission we may proced. I
know of aint ee where you may slpend
thee igt comfortably aind be refreshed
for ti roueg joleiy tomnorrow."
"Tonorrow? How vn I go oil? I
am alone!" she erled despaotingly.
"Permit omie to remind you that you
ere nr enter ione. You have a rag
geT rumlowig. your highness, but it
shal he a loyal one. Will you re-enter
the conc ? It 1s not fte to toe palae I
speAik on, ad ie ylfie will drive You
there. Come. it Is. netting Clgte, od
your retinue, it lest, Is hlngry."
te filng oen tie coahe raor,ad his
hat swe ote ground once MOre. The
light of at lantern phayed lit fully upon
his dark, gaunlt face, with its gallant
SmIle and ominouts ptch. Shae hesitat
ed, fear entering her soul once more.
Hle looked up qiuickly and saw the inde
cision Inl her eyes, the mlute appeal.
"Trust me, your ighn.1less," hle said
gravely, and she allowed him to hand
her Into the coach.
A finment later he was upon the
driver's box. reins. In hand. Calling out
to his companloss In a language
strange to Beverly, he cracked the
whip, and once more they were lum
beriug over the wreched road. Dever
ly stak Oavi u the seat with a deep
sigh of relguation.
"Well, I'm In for it," she thought.
"It doesn't matter whether they are
thieves or. angels, I reckoii I'll ,have to
take what comes. le lwdoesn't look-very
hiuch, like -In ailgel, but lie looked at
ie Just now ais If he thoutght I were
Olne. Dear inle, I visht I wer'e back in
Wash inW't ol'
, W of the ien vllked (close 1)'
Side the door, one of tleim hea
llg a htern. They con vered
In low ton(esn in a lang1:1ge
whai Hverly could not ulndersatild.
A fler awhti le she found ler.<elf a nalyz
lg the g4 ltrh a tal mnin tier of tie tncit.
She was szlyitg to -ht'rsil th.t here
w(ero her fist real Speei1lins of 1 rau
S1:- ' psa'.'tr, :atid they were to
Imiark anl inelfaceable spot inl ier ie-n
..The-y were ciark, strong faced mien
oCl' mediumil height1, w%%ith lierve bIclk
eyes anI long huhte'k hair. As no Iwo
were dressed alike, it was ilupo;-;Pile
to revognie charnteristic style.- of alt
tire. Moijte were in tl- ritde, baggy
Costilliles of the peasat .as it, hau
imagined him; other.s were lresed in
the tight ltting but tillapithiated uni
forms. of the soldilery, while several
were inl cloithes partly Eiuroje. an adlt
partly oriental. There were lhats and
fezzes nd caps, some with feathers in
the banids, others without. The 11111
nearest tile coach wore the dirty gray
uniforimi of an ariy olieer, full of
holes and i'eits, while another strode
along In a paIr of baggy yellow troul
sers and a dlusty Loidon diner Jact'ket.
All in all, It was the motllQst band of
vagalboinds she had ever seetn. Tlu-re
were at least tell or a dozeii In the par
ty. While a few carried swords, all
lugged the long rilles ( and crooked dag
gers of the Tartars.
"Aunt Fanny," Beverly whispered,
suddenly moving to the si(e of the sub
dued servant, "where Is my revolver?"
It had come to her like a flash that 1a
subsequent emergency should not find
her unprepared. Aunt Fatiy's Jaw
dropped, and her eyes were like white
rings In a black screen.
"Good Lawd, wha - what fo', Miss
Now, Just you' pay 'tention to me, and
'11 tell you something queer. Get my
revolver tight away and don't let those
men see wnitt you are doing." While
Aunt Fanny's trembling fingers went
In search of the firearm, Beverly out
lined the situation briefly, but explielt
ly. The old woman was not slow to
understand. Her wits sharpened by
fear, she grasped Beverly's Istrue
tions with astonishing avidity.
"Ve'y well, yo' highness," she said,
with tite reverence, "Ah'll p'oeuah do
bottle 4o; pe)p'mint fo' yo' If yo' jes'
don' lz~ne me )ullIn' an' haulln'
'mongst dese boxes. Mobbe yo' all
'druther hab do gingeh?" With this%
wonderful subterfuge as a shield she
dug silyly luto one of the bags and
pulled forth a revolver. Under ordi
nary circumstances she would have
been nmotally afraid to touch It, but
not so in this emergency. Beverly
shoved the weapon into-the poelet af
her gray travefiig jacket. .
"I feel. muc butter noiy, Aunt an
ny," she said, and Aunt Fanny gave a
"Ya a s, ma'am, Indeed-yo' highness,"
she agreIl suavely.
'The coach rolled Ilong for half an
hour and then Htoppe with at sudden
Joll. An ianstanat later tie t:ll driver
aippe'ared at the window. hiS hetd un
CoVereld. A n.1zin hard by field a lan
"Quta vandon :ar delta nlet, yos serenit,"
sa"d the leOw der, showing hi white
teeIth inl a tri tItphIai n t .sin I l. Ills Ox
Ipo.4ileV e sei-Ited to be glowing, with
pleasttlre and exelte.,
ly. A puwzledl emx
hIs face; then hil -
Is eye tookz onl a 1;
"Au. I s ." he sat gaa *, ,
highiiess prefers not to sleak the la,
gunge of ranustark. Is it Ievessary
for me to repen t In Eulish' "
"I really wih0 you wouild." said Bev
erly, catchiing1 ier breathI. .Ju.to See
how it souns(". you know."
"Your every wish slall be grntitled.
I beg to iforni you f1hat we have
reached the Inn of the Hawk amI Ha
ven. This Is where we dwelt 'jist night.
Tomorrow we, too, aludoni the place.
so Our forttines my im togetier for
some hours at least. There Is but lit
tle to offer you In the way of nourIsh
ment, and there Is none of the coin
forts of i Palace. Yet princesses caln
no liore be choosers than , beggars
whenm the fare's in on1e )ot. Coiie,
your highness, let me conduct you to
the guest chamber of the 1inn1 of the
Hawk and Iaven."
Beverly took hIs hand and stelpped to
the ground, looking about In wonder
"I see no inn," she murmured appre
"Look aloft, your hlghiiess. That
great black ennopy Is the roof; we are
standing upon the floor, and the dark
shadows just beyond the circle of light
are the walls of the Hawk and taven.
[To B1 CONTINUED.]
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