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E. J. NORRIS, Agent
Edgefield, South Carolina
Representing the HOME INSURANCE
COMPANY, of New York, and the old
HARTFORD, of Hartford, Connecticut.
The HOME has a greater Capital and
Surplus combined than any other
The HARTFORD is the leading com
pany of the World, doing a greater
Fire business than any other Co.
See Insurance Reports
"HAS THE STRENGTH OF GIBRALTAR."
E. J. Norris,
FIRE AND LIFE INSURANCE.
Pianos and Organs
At present we desire to call especial attention to
the Adam Schaff piano, which is used exclusively
in the public schools of Chicago. The factory has
been established forty years. It is a strictly high
grade standard piano. Prices of uprights are from
$300 to $500.
We have sold over 1,500 Farrand organs and all
of them are now giving satisfaction. We also car
ry a line of other makes of pianos and organs. Any
of our goods are sold on liberal terms of payment.
Satisfaction guaranteed in every particular.
Greenwood, S. C.
For Boys and Men
We have never been better equipped
than we are this season to supply the
boys and men of Edgefield county with
Clothing, Shoes, Hats,
Large assortment of all kinds. We de
sire to call especial attention to our
large stock of Eclipse shirts for men.
Notqingjbetter on the market for the
Drop in to see us. If we haven't what
you want, we will order it out for you
Dorn & Mims
A E. Padgett, President Thoa. H. Rainsford, Vice President
W. H. Harting, Cashier W. A. Byrd, Asst. Cashier
The Farmers Bank
STATE, COUNTY AND TOWN DEPOSITORY
Capital and Surplus
Total Resources over 300,000.00
After 20 years of successful banking, greets the public and its
patrons for tho year 1012 with best wishes, thanking them for
their patronage and confidence in the past. Conservative business
solicited. Interest paid on special deposits. Your account sp*
predated. If not already a depositor, begin now.
' DIRECTORS: Thoa. H. Rainsford, Dr. C. P. DeVore, W.
B. Penn, B. H. Folk, S. B, Mays, C. A. Wells, W. H. Harling,
A. S. Padgett.!
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am entirely that a humble soldier of
fortune should be known to ye be
"Oh, I've grown quite weary of your
fame, Colonel O'Rourke," she coun
The Frenchman Accepted tho Cour
tesy With a Bow.
tered with a trace of laughing impu
dence. "Hardly anything has Inter
ested Monsieur De Hyeres, these past
few days, save anecdotes of your ex
" 'Tis kind of him, to be sure. 1
must cultivate his acquaintance and
learn from him to know nieself, 1
If she detected the irony she over
looked or failed to understand it
"He's very entertaining," she com
mented, pleasantly. "But then nicsl
Frenchmen are, don't you think? I
hope to see much of him in Rangoon."
"So he's landing there, too?'
O'Rourke filled in the pause.
"I believe so. And you, Colonel
"I may have to wait over until th?
next steamer," he admitted warily.
"I sympathise heartily with youl
disgust at the prospect," laughed the
"Eh? And why? "Tis a land of fail
repute for climate and beauty."
"Ah, but I live in Burmah, you see,
.and so have come to know it far toe
well. But that's the way with all ex
patriates, isn't It-to hate their homes
so far from home?"
. "Must ye endure It, then, Miss Pyn
"An orphan has little choice. Il
seems my kismet to abide in Rangoon
forever and a day. You see, my only
living relative ia an uncle, Mr. Lans
downe Sypher, and he's got no on?
else to keep house for him"
"Lansdowne Sypher ... !"
The ejaculation sprang to O'Rourke's
lips before be could restrain lt
"Yes. Do you know him? He's th?
junior, you know, of the firm of Sec
retan and Sypher."
"Solicitors, are they not? . . .
No; 'tis me m is fortune not to know
your undo. But the name of his finn
The genial nature of the Irishman,
which had insensibly warmed to the
girl's charm, withdrew abruptly, tor
toise-like, into a shell of reserve. The
element of coincidence had again en
tered Into his affairs, and he had
learned a bitter lesson from experience
-to distrust coincidence on general
principien. "There's naught so com
mon in life as coincidences," he phil
osophised, "and be the same token
naught so dangerous."
For which reason he invented an
early excuse to terminate the conver
sation, and ungallantly withdrew to the
seclusion of his stateroom, where he
passed a night that seemed intermina
ble; for he lay long in a wakeful pan
ic of Imagination, scheming out a hun
dred strt.tgems whereby he might con
fuse as many possible attempts to pre
vent the due and safe delivery of the
Pool of Flame into the hands of Mr
Toward the close of the following
day the Poonah dropped ancaor in the
river roadstead off Rangoon; and with
in the ensuing hour her passengers
had deserted her, De Hyeres and Miss
Pynsent in their van, O'Rourke among
the las: to leave. And nothing hin
dered him, not the least hitch delayed
his disembarkation. It was curious,
it was incredible, it was disturbing.
He took away with him no ease of
There were tlkkagharrles walting,
and without a breath's delay the ad
venturer and his servant olimbed into
the neares". and desired to be con
veyed to the offices of Messrs. Sec
retan and Sypher. The vehicle whirled
them swiftly away and into the main
traveled way of Rangoon, Mogul
i lu front of a structure of stone and
Iron so palpably an office building
that lt might haw been transplanted
to the Strand without exciting com
ment-?ave for the spotless cleanli
ness of it-their tlkkagharry drew up.
The gharriwallah Indicated the of
fice* of Messrs. Secretan and Sypher,
one flight up-ead named hil fare.
O'Rourke paid bim and alighted, wita
Danny at his heels and his heart try
big* to choke him. The hour ol ful
filment was at hand-end til waa
w?UI He who bad face* death la a
hundred akas** jrf larra. fMBtttfcflsjfc
found himself in a flutter of nerve's
that would have disgraced a school
He dodged into the building, took
the steps three at a stride . . . and
suddenly found himself In the pres
ence of, more than that, closeted with
the man to meet whom he had crossed
half the world at peril of his life:
Mr. Lansdowne Sypher.
"Colonel O'Rourke?" Sypher's man
ner was very cordial. "I'm glad to see
you. You are within your time, yet I
had begun to despair of you.. Be
seated." He indicated a chair beside
his desk. "And permit me; you of
all men will appreciate the precau
He laughed and went to the win
dows, adjusting the wooden shades in
such a manner that the light was
tempered and no.portion of the room
could be visible to anyone spying
from a window in one of the adjacent
buildings. The he turned and smiled
cheerfully at the stupefied adventurer.
"I have lt here," said O'Rourke; "safe
be the mercy of several highly poten
tial saints!" He laughed uneasily,
fumbling in hi<- i mst pocket "There
it is," said > H lng the stone in its
chamois t ug upon the solicitor's
Sypr himself betrayed some evi
dent ui nervousness as he sat for
war? ?md lifted the case by Its leath
ern thongs. He let it dangle before
him for an instant, watching it with a
curious, speculative smile. . . .
"Well," he said, "really ... !"
And after a pause; "I congratulate
you, Colonel O'Rourke. And I admire
you immensely. . . . You see,
when this commission was offered us,
I considered seriously the project of
going in search of you in person and
bringing the stone back to Rangoon
myself. But then-although I'm not
really a timorous man-I knew the
circumstances so well-I feared' I
should never reach Rangoon alive.
Yes." He thrust a hand into his waist
coat pocket and produced a penknife,
with which he began to slit ?he
stitches that enclosed the ruby.
"You've been wondering, no doubt,
why so enormous a reward was of
fered. . . ."
"I have that," assented O'Rourke.
"It was partly because of the dan
ger," said Sypher, intent upon his oc
cupation. "You know, these Burmese
are a curiously pious folk; when one
of them grows rich he employs the
major part of his fortune in building
a temple-or in some such work. This
particular gentleman-a very wealthy
merchant-chose to give half of what
he had to the restoration of the Pool
of Flame to the Buddha from which it
was originally stolen. But he, too,
The Pool of Flame Lay Naked In Hie
was afraid. He's superstitious about
the stone-believes it bad luck to
touch it so long as lt remains away
from its BAiddha. So he came to us.
... I myself am not superstitious,
but . . ."
He ceased to speak abruptly, /or the
Pool of Flame lay naked, a blinding
marvel, in the hollow of his palm.
O'Rourke heard him gasp and was
conscious of his hastened respiration.
Watching the man intently, he saw
a strange shade of pallor color his
"Tis mt^eif," said the adventurer,'
"that*s no more superstitious than ye,
sir. Yet I'm willing to confess I'm
glad the thing's out of me hands at
Sypher seemed to recollect himself
as one coming out of a state of stu
por. He stood up and buttoned the
ruhy carefully into a pocket of his
trousers. "Come," he said crisply.
"Let us step across the street to the
bank, The money's there for you, sir
Back in his stateroom on the Poo
nab, O'Rourke threw himself into the
lower berth and lay there, a forearm
flung across his eyes, thinking ex
citedly, disturbed by formless fore
Beside him Danny was packing in
dustriously, with now and again a
pause during which he would stand
reflective, his gaze fixed upon his em
ployer's face, a little puzzled and per
The Poo nah waa pausing overnight
to discharge and take aboard cargo;
for this reason O'Rourke in his haste
to get ashore had not delayed to take'
his luggage with him. ... On
deck, fore and aft donkey engines
were puffing and chugging and chain
tackles rattling as they lifted freight
to and from the hold and the lighters
Abruptly, without moving. O'Rourke
spoke. Tn want evening doilies.
Benny.- Mid he. " Tis dining. 1 am
tonight with Mr. Straker and
niece, Miss Pynsent, who came with
from Diamond Harbor. 'Twill sav
bit of bother to drees before I
"Aw-w," said Danny, assimil?t
. . . "And the missus?" he t
suddenly, some minutes later. "M
in' Madam O'Rourke, sor. Did ye
no word from her?"
"For what else would I be driv
to every hotel in the town after le
lng Mr. Sypher, Danny, but to inqi
for her? She's not here; but sh
come, be sure. She's still got sev<
days-three or four-in which to k<
our tryst. 'Tis discontented I am
to find her waiting fer me, but
satisfied, entirely she'll keep faith."
"And," Insisted Danny eagerl;
"beggin' yer honor's pardon-but vt
will ye have to tell her, sor?"
O'Rourke sat up. "Have to 1
her? What d'ye mean?"
"I mean, sor, I'm dyin' wid the w
to know how ut's all turned c
Piase, yer honor, won't ye be tel
me? Is ut-is ut all right?"
"Bless your heart, Danny!" laugt
O'Rourke, "'Tis so dazed I've bi
that I never thought to tell ye-tbl:
lng all the time that ye knew. "
all right, indeed, me boy. The Pool
Flame's in Mr. Sypher's keeping a
the money's in mine-In the bal
Danny, payable to me order. Think
it-one hundred thousand pounds
real money, and all me own. ".
ridiculous, 'tis absurd. 'Tis mes
hardly credits the truth of it all; 3
I was there-saw the man, gave h
the jewel, went to the bank with h
and for the space of five minutes ?
at a table, with all that money befe
me, counting it over, bill by bill,
square hundred of them, each for
thousand pounds, guaranteed by t
Bank of England! . . . Think
that-all that belonging to me-to n
O'Rourke! . . ."
"Thank God!" breathed Danny c
votedly. "Eut did ye Tarn nothi
about the stone?"
"Little enough, Danny-only a pa
of the mear.ing of the whole dlvili
business; the rest I'm to know 1
night. Mr. Sypher 'll be teilin' n
after we've dined; he wants to he
me own end of the story, too."
Sypher had very explicitly nam<
his dinner hour, after the formal En
lish fashion, nowhere and by noboc
more rigidly observed than by tl
Englishman in the Orient; "eight fi
eight-thirty," he had said. And 1
O'Rourke, a very dignified and impo
lng O'Rourke in his evening dres
waited for a sampan on the low?
grating of the Poonah's passeng<
gangplank he had a round three-qua
tera for an hour for leeway-ample lei
ere for an interested inspection <
that part of Rangoon lying betwee
the floating jetty and Sypher's res
dence in a suburb near Dalhousi
Danny remained aboard ship onl
j temporarily, being Instructed to folio"
with O'Rourke's belongings to sultabl
accommodations already engaged at
hotel on the Strand, overlooking th
roadstead; from whose window
O'Rourke was promising himself th
pleasure of watching the arrival 0
the steamship bearing his wife to hi
"Bless her dear face!" said he soft
ly. " 'Tis meself will be desolated 1
she's not aboard that Messageries boa
i due tomorrow-now that I can g<
back to her,' a man of property, m
I longer a pauper ne'er-do-well! Thin]
of that, ye lucky dog!"
A sampan slid noiselessly In besid?
the grating. O'Rourke let himself eau
tlously into lt and incontinently col
lapsed upon the rear seat as the boai
slid away toward the shore lights
yielding to the vigorous sweeps of th<
single long oar wielded by the Bur
man in the bows.
Ashore, a tlkkagharry caught hin:
up and bore him down the silent road
that winds between the Strand ami
the river's edge, then whipped mtc
Mogul street, where the fluent tide
of life ran broad and deep beneath a
glare of ligHt
All too quickly the tlkka whisker:
out of the main channel of the city's
life, out beyond tho Mohammedan
mosque and the Chettl's hall and the
Christian chapel, andi Into the soft
dense night of the countryside-a
world of darkness sparsely studded with
dim, glowing windows; and all too
soon, again, lt swung off from tho
highway into a private drive, crunched
over gravel an,<3 stopped before the
illuminated veranda of a native bun
O'Rourke got down, discharged the
driver and ascended the steps, a little
puzzled to find no one waiting to wel
come him, whether Sypher, Miss Pyn
sent, or at worst a servant. Surely
he was expected. . . . But nobody
appeared. The grating tires of the
departing tikkaghuxry had made noise
enough to appris* the household of
the arrival of a guest, one would think.
Nevertheless O'Rourke remained un
He stroked his chm, perplexed, won
dering if by mischance the native
driver had brought bim ta the wrong
bungalow. But lt was no - too late to
?all bim back and mue cure. And
this verandah, still and empty ai it
was, softly lighted by lanterns depend
ent from Its roof, was to bim a small
oasis in a world of darkness. With
out advice he was lost, could find bis
war no other where. He would haye
simply to walt until , th? house
hold cam? to life, or until by bis own
efforts he .succeeded In Quickening lt.
Ho tried to do this latter to th?
begt of bli ability by tapping a sum
mons on th? door-jamb. Through the
wir? insect-screens a broad hallway
and a staircase rising to the upper
?cor were? visible. limp, cool-looking
roes conceived la pleaslnc color
scE?mes protected the hardwood floo'r
ing. To the right a door stood ajar
and permitted a broad shaft of light
to escape from the room beyond. Oa
the other hand a similar door, like
wise open, showed a dimmer glow.
Two other doors were closed;.
O'Rourke assumed that they led to
the kitchen offices.
Having waited a few moments with
out event, the Irishman knocked a sec
ond time, and would have knocked a
third when he thought better of it
and glanced at his watch. It was only
a mttter of ten minutes after eight;
strictly interpreting the intent of
Sypher's invitation, he was a trifle
Beyond All Doubt, He Had Been Mur?
early. Presumably the servants were
all out of earshot, preoccupied with
preparations for the meal; while
Sypher and his niece were most prob
ably still dressing. .
With an impatient air O'Rourke
turned back to the veranda. A ham
mock in one corner was swinging idly
in the breeze. A number of wicker
armchairs stood about, invitingly fur
nished with cushions. O'Rourke se
lected one and disposed himself to
After five minutes he frowned
thoughtfully and lit a cigarette.
"Faith, 'tis a fine surprise he's giv
en me," he said, irresolute. "But it
can't be premeditated insult. Why
should it ce? And they can't all be
out 'Tis sorry I am I let that driver
go; more than likely this will be the
wrong house entirely. That must be
the trouble. I'll Just go, quietly fold
up me tent and decamp before the in
habitants, if any there be, discover
me and run me off the premises."
But at the head of the steps, wita
foot poised to descend, something re
strained him; lt would be difficult to
say what, unless it were the unbroken,
steadfast, uncanny quiet "I'll have a
look," he determined suddenly; "per?
haps . . J*
He turned to the right and stopped
before a long, open window, looking
into what seemed to be a music room
and library combined. Brilliantly Il
luminated by hanging lamps of un
usual brilliancy, the interior was clear
ly revealed. And with an abrupt ex
clamation the adventurer entered, feel
ing for the revolver, to carry which
had of late become habitual with him.
The room was simply furnished, if
tastefully. There was a grand piano
near the veranda windows with a mu
sic rack and cabinet near by. Dis
persed about the floor were a few com
fortable chairs, a rug of rare Orien
tal texture, two consoles adorned with
valuable porcelains. In the middle of
the room stood a draped center-table
littered with books and magazines; to
ward the back along, fi at-topped desk.
And against the rear wall, ordinarily
hidden by a folding screen of Japan
ese manufacture, now swept aside,
was a small steel safe. Upon thia
O'Rourke's attention was centered.
He remarked that lt looked new and
very strong; lt was open, disclosing
a variety of pigeonholes more or leas
occupied -by docketed documents, and
a smaller interior strong-box.
Between the desk and the safe a man
lay prone and quite motionless. He
was dressed for a ceremonious dinner,
and apparently had been struck down
in the act of stepping from his desk
to the safe. For beyond all doubt he
had been murdered. The haft of a
knife protruded from his back, burled
to its hilt Just beneath his left shoul
O'Rourke moved over to the body
and lifted it by the shoulders, turn
ing the face to the light. Then, with
a low oath, he dropped it
A small sound, so slight as to be all
but indistinguishable, penetrated
O'Rourke's stupefaction. He stood
erect, looking about, telling himself
that the noise resembled as much aa
anything the hushed cry of a child
sobbing in sleep, soft and infinitely
pathetic. Unable to assign its source
elsewhere, he attributed it to the
stricken man at his feet; and In a des*
perate hope that the pulse of life
might still linger ia Sypher's body, he
knelt, withdrew the knife, turned tho
corpse upon its back, and laid his ea?
to its breast above the heart. Be
yond dispute, Sypher was dead.
"Poor diwle!" muttered the Irish
man. . . . "The Pool of Flame!
For several minutes* O'Rourke re
mained beside the body, making two
notable discoveries. For he was quick
to note the fact that one of the dead
man's hands wss tightly clenched,
while tie other lay half-open and
(TO BB CONTINUED.)