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J BY ARY gEVEREUX
H 1 WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY DOM C. WILSON
Ot Wi firxnrt)
V CHAPTER XVI.
As sho looked about her, In tho tnn
B igled and shndowy forest, where tho
H night was already coming darkly, a
B new torror nroso within her, and sho
m sought to return by tlio way sho had
B come, but this was only to And her
B steps cut off by still denser masses of
B forest growth. Even ns she stood
B hosltatlng, there came n faint cry, llko
B that of a child, and a rush of hopeful-
Hi noss thrilled her nt tho thought of
Ha something human being near In the
HB gloom and oppressive stillness.
B Then there fell upon her a freezing
B terror, as she suddenly recalled tho
HB slaves telling recently of a panther's
B voice having been heard at night, near
HB the settlement; nnd she remembered
H that they had likened It to the crying
H of a child.
HB Trembling with fright, shfi Btood,
HB glancing about In terror, wondering
HB, which way to turn, when another
SB sound came faintly. It wus a sound
HB she had heard before, and ono no
HB hearer could ever forget; a short,
HI quick bark, followed by a prolonged
HBj howl tho cry of tho timber wolf.
HBj Gathering her drupurlcs closely, sho
H sprang forward again, nil color gono
HBJ from tho dainty little face, now ashen
HH with fear, against which tho bushes
B and low branches beat unmercifully.
HM Again and again tho fiendish cry rang
HH out, to bo succeeded by another, and
HB then nnothcr, ns If tho first call lnd
HB summoned n multitude of wolves to
H tho chase. Hut, for all her dainty fern-
H Inlnlty, sho hnd a man's heart for
BH courage In tho faco of danger; and,
B as sho still kept on, with clenched
H hands and panting breath, a small
H cabin showed In n clearing before her.
K A new otrcngth camo to her nt sight
Hf of this refugo, and sho rushed toward
B It, to find only an untenanted ruin,
H with its door fnllcn from the hinges.
B Hut sho saw upon tho lloor a largo
B Iron ring, which Indicated tho cntrnnco
BB1 He stood before her, speechless.
m to a cellar; and, seizing this, sho
B pulled nt It with all her strength.
H A small section of tho lloor lifted,
B crcnklng on rusted hinges, nnd dash-
m rug wildly through dust and cobwebs
B thil'iroso witli it, sho plunged Into tho
H shallow oponlug, earth-walled, and
B floored, tho dust filling her oyee and
Bm notrlls, and hair-choking her, an ao
BBk' panted sobhlngly for breath.
BBV A fow moments later sho grow cold
B with an agony of apprehension, when
B shu heard tho nolso of her pursuers'
K feet upon tho flooring over her head,
E and tholr suurrilng nt tho cracks In tho
K " collar door. How long It lnstcd sho
B " senrcoly know, cramped as sho was
B In tho darknctH, nclilug, throbbing
B half-swooning, with tlio dreadful crcn-
By turcs howling nnd snarling nhovo hor
B hend; how long It was beforo tho bay-
BBB (ng of hcnglcs, faint at tlrst, sounded
BBB tu her enrs.
HHB Nearer and nearer camo tho sound,
IB growing strong and clear; and thon
H sho heard tho shouting of voices.
K This brought n now fear for might
K not thoso como from thoso fully ns
K much to ho feared as wero tho wolves?
Hj Tho Island, as sho know, was sovoral
K tnllca long; nnd sho hnd always known
H that It held othors besides hor grand-
H father's household .
K Sho listened tremblingly, a now
H drond encompassing her ns tho voices
B. of tho bougies now broke out closo to
K tho cabin. Thon thero was n rushing
H sound, followod by nn uproar Indlcnt-
B ing a flcrco struggle. At length tho
Hl combat pccnieil to surge through tho
B cabin door, nnd n volco which sho rec-
H agnized ns that of black 7.obo, ono of
H her grnndrnthor's most trusted slaves,
Hi' shouted, "Par goes do Inst dobbll,
B mnkln' for do woods! Shoot him, boys
BBBBJi shoot eh'ry lildo yer can eeo!"
QVaV Itosollo cnllod to him. hut hor volco
B sounded faint nnd unnatural to hor
H S own cars. Thon tho door was lifted,
RBB " and tho blinding light or a torch
UBB flashed In her faco. i
B "Tnko mo out; tnko mo homo!" nho
H cried, raising her nrms nppoatlngly,
H whllo sho sobbed llko a torrlllcd child.
B' A man's volco, ono sho was too ho- !
H wJlderon to recognlzo, nnswered her. ,
E "Llttlo lloso my precious llttlo Island
H A husky, shaking volco murmured
B thoso words ngnlnst her ear, whoro
HBR sho felt tho prcBsuro or warm lips.
Hflfh "Ah, thank nod. I havo thco safo
Tho touch nnd tho words strucit
sharply through her benumbed senses ;
and with a cry or affright, sho strug
gled to freo horscir.
"What Is It?" asked Lnflttc. now
spenUIng firmly nnd quickly. "Are you
Hurt, child aro you injured In any
"Do not do not I" tho girl com
manded, now uncovering her race, and
looking up at him with an angry light
sparkling In her eyes. "How dare
Drawing back n stop, Lafltto stared
at her In amazement, until suddenly
recalling what Nato had told him a
short tlmo before, nnd realizing thnt
whnt ho had then feared was Indeed
true, ho stood before her speechless,
a new agony growing In his palo faco.
For a moment sho mot his eyes un
flinchingly. Then, dropping her own,
turned from him with a shudder, as
sho said coldly, "I wish to bo taken
to tho house, Captain "
Sho stopped as If checked at tho
thought or uttering his name.
"In a moment, mademoiselle," ho
answered with the cool courtesy ho
would havo shown a stranger. "Your
grnndpero has been nlarmcd on your
account. Ho hnd sent Tor you to como
and bid mo adieu; and then, when
your nbsenco wus discovered, It was
Sho said nothing, r.or did he, ror tho
space of a full minute. Then, with
his fnco turned to tho darkness out
side, ho resumed:
"ir tho day may over como when
you enn think or mo with less con
demnation, remember always what I
tell you now. I do not, nor can I over,
blame you. And, ir I can over Borvo
you, you havo but ts comnmnd mo,
always and forever."
Somo of the slaves, who had re
turned from tho hunt, now sent up a
Joyous shout at sight of their "111
Ma'm'sello" unhurt; nnd, rising, sho
smiled ras them as thoy gathered
Two ( mem. under Lnfltto's direc
tion, mado n seat or their Interlocked
hands, nnd, henrlng her between thorn,
set out ror tho houso, with flaring
torches lighting tho way,
Tho proclamation of Gov. Clnlliorno
resulted In Inducing Count do Cnzc
neau to return to his Now Orleans
homo earlier than usual; nnd Lnfltto's
houso In tho city was closed, whllo a
trusted negro overseer wns left in
chnrgo or tho blacksmith shop, with
orders to say that his master had gono
nway upon matters or business.
It was to Orando Tcrro that I'lorro
hnd gono, reeling that a tlmo was nenr
at hand ror tho Joining or Issues be
tween his confreres and tho govern
ment, and wishing, ns always, to sharo
tho fortunes or his roster brothor.
On tho westorn shoro or Ornndo
Torro, with sovoral miles or rarest
lying between It nnd Do Cazouenu's
houso, was tho so-called "rort" or tho
Ilaratariaus, stnndlng upon a grassy
cmlncnco dotted with magnificent llvo
oaks, and terminating nt a bluff not
mnny foot nhovo '.ho sea.
It consisted of u fair-sized building
and sovornl smaller ones, nil of wood,
enclosed within a stockado; and a
fow cannon protected tho fleet now
consisting or two hrlgatlncs, somo
small schooners and sloops, nnd a
Inigo number or smaller crnrt an
chored In tho hnrbor at tho rear of tlio
Outsldo tho stockado woro many
huts, constructed or logs, and with
thntched nors. whoro woro nlwnys
domiciled a smnll nrmy or Lnfltto's
rotnlncrs, whllo ho when at Orando
Torre and n row or his sub-loaders
had tholr quarters Inside
Shell Island, already montloncd, up
ono or tho almost Inacccssllilo bayous,
wns his most rroquont abodo, whoro
ho kept about him only n row dovotod
rollowors; nnd horo, amid lnipono
iroblo forests, was caductnd tho
building of vessols.
War bntweon tho UnStod States nnd
Great Ilrltnln had been waging for n
year or moro; but It hnd not yot
threatened Louisiana, nor had any
preparations been mado nt Now Or
leans to resist an nttack from tho
nut, in tho summer of 1813, occurrod
the borrlblo munnrro nt Fort Minis,
In tho Mississippi valley, occupied by
somo two hundred and seventy per
sons, many ot them women nnd chil
dren, of whom nil but seventeen wero
put to death by tho Crecku, ono or tho
tribes which thj L'ngllRh hnd won
over for allies.
Gov. Claiborne had foreseen this
threatened peril, but was powerless to
avert It, ror hh forces were Tow and
scattered, white tho Indians seemed In
numerable, and moved with wonderful
activity. Did tho governor did ull In
his power to restore confldenco; nnd
not long nflcrwnrd Gen. .Inckson ut
terly d '-oyed tho Creeks at Talla
dega. "My may bo telling mo wrong-
fully, 1 ., Jenn snld, as tho two sat
talking In their nbode nt Griuulo Tcrro
a cabin outside, but luxurious with
in, "but I hnvo n feeling that If I now
go to tho emperor I may find tho op
portunity for serving him; nnd that
this may provo to him tho" lovo that
has nover died."
"Perhaps," answered I'lorro, hesi
tatingly. "Hut what Is It that makes
you think you may bo or servlco to tho
emperor and Franco?"
"To say truth, 1 have no Idea that
Is definite; but I feel an Irrcslstlbla In
clination to go, nnd sec IT tho oppor
"If you Rhould And service over
there then whnt?"
"Why," replied Jean, "then you can
wind up our matters here, and como
over to Join me. Why not?"
"Why not, Indeed? Thnt Is assured
ly what Iwould do, If" nnd 1'lerro
hesitated for an Instant "I could."
"And whnt can prevent?"
"In such a case," Plcrro replied de
liberately, "thero would be a valuablo
cariro to como with me, and watchful
enemies horo to blind. Then possibly,
or most probably, by summer or fall,
with the Kngltsh vessels patrolling tho
wnters around us, tho safo getting
away might not be so easy a matter."
"Summer nnd fall aro not now," was
tho oracular declaration; "and by tho
tlmo they como, It inny bo that tho
Kngltsh will hnvo been mndo to bUts
homo again, as onco bcrorc."
"I don't reel nt nil suro ns to thnt,"
Plorre commented, ns ho rose to cover
tho embers upon tho henrth. Then,
turning to Jenn, ho continued, ns
though thero had been no Interrup
tion, "I tell thee, lnd, thnt Louisiana
has always possessed a great attrac
tion ror Great Britain."
"Grant It," said Jean, rising nnd
Ptretchlng himself. "Then nil tho moro
reason why, In enso they succeed In
obtaining1 It, that wo should wish to
llvo somowhoro else."
"Ah, but I nm not snylng thnt thoy
will rule hero!" exclnlmcd Pierre, with,
a showing or nngcr at thought of tho
possibility suggested by Jean's words.
"Amen to that," said Jean, laughing
nt tho quick cliango In his foster
brother's manner nnd look; and they
soon pnrtcd for tho night.
It was a bright morning In May that
tho "Illack Petrel," with Jean Lafltto
nnd a picked crew, nnd bearing n car
go of rich merchandise, sailed from
Baratarla; and Pierre, his heart filled,
with loneliness and misgivings, sat on
tho bluff, watching her sails until thoy
molted nwny on tho horizon.
(To bo continued.)
ABOUT THE AGE OF A CROW.
A Tag Would Indicate That One Lived
More Than Twenty Years.
A rnrmer living near Orrvlllo, Ohio,
says a correspondent or tho Toronto
Gloho, has Just received a much-prized
llttlo aluminum plato marked ns fol
lows: "Heturn to George McCnrrcn,
Orrvlllo, O," with which an Interest
lag story Is connocted.
Georgo McCnrrcn, Sr., father of tho
man who received the llttlo billot of
aluminum, wns nn eccentric naturalist
and spent much tlmo in tho study of
birds and Insects, During McCnrron'ai
youth, about twenty years ago, ho'
cays ho remembers being told by his
father, tho older McCarren, or n dls
puto tho lattor hnd with a rellow nat
uralist nt Akron, Ohio, ns to tho ago
to bo attained by a common crow, and
finally, to sottlo tho matter, McCarren
attached an aluminum tag to tho crow
captured In the fields nnd sent tho bird
rorth with tho plato securely fnstcned
lo Its neck by wires. Tho legend on
tho pinto roq;uo'ited tho ftndor to ro
turn It to McCarren In enso anything
should hnppcu to tho bird.
As McCarren, Jr., remembers It, tho
two men mado n hot ns to whether tho
pinto would ho returned within twen
ty years. If tho crow wero killed or
died thoy counted on tho llttlo billot
bolng found nnd returned t tho ad
dress on tho plato. If this woro not
returned they bellovcd It would bo suf
ficient ovldcnco that tho bird would
o still allvo. McCarren bet that tho
plato would not ho returned within
that tlmo; henco ho won tho bet. Tho
crow wns killed by a rnrmor boy
named Angers In Holmes county last
week, nnd tho billot returned to tho
son of tho better, tho elder McCnrron
having died beforo ho could renllzotho
proceeds and tho sntlsfnctlon of win
ning Ills wager. Th6 llttlo WlVjt is
highly prized by the JfcCotrons as n
momento of tho father's cccontrlr.'.
Egg of Captive HaUiesnjiVc.
One or n boxful of four rntflestinlccs
sent to Frnd Kempel from California
throo or four dnys ago laid nn egg,
which Is nnld to bo nlmost without
precedent, nr snakes In captivity nov
Thti egf Is only a llttlo smaller
than a lira's ogg. and tho small rat
tler can lni plainly seen curled up In
sldo or tlio opnquo membrnno. It Is
OKpcctod to hntch within a day or two.
Fow naturalists hnvo ovor boon able
to locato tho eggs or trio rattlosnnko
owing to tho fact that tho snako Is
exceedingly torpid nt tho tlmo, and
sooks tho bottom or Its holo. so ah
not to ho prey for tho birds, which
nttack It MllwnuliPo Sontlnol.
The Qrand Army of the Bepubllc.
Day by day tliolr rnnkn aro thinning, ono
by ono tlicy dlKnpponr.
And nt ench uticcccdlnR roll call, fowor
voices answer: "Hero!"
SOU their regiments arc iiinrchlnK mnny
inarch with noiseless trend,
And no bugles sound "nsscmbly" In tho
blvounc ot tlio ileml.
lints nro reverently lifted to tlio heroes
Lift tliem to tho living lieroes-hnll them
nit wltli cliecr on cheer.
Not for long will they bo with us; soon
each regiment will bo
Tented hero beneath tho blossoms f the
land It helped to freo.
nut to-dny the drums nro muffled nnd tho
flng nt hnlf-nmst waves,
Keeping green dead heroes' memories nl
tho grass nhovc their grnves.
Still nnother wenry winter shrouded In tho
snow they lay;
Now wo tiring them crowns nnd gnrlands
of tho lovcllost blooms of May.
Let them rest In honored slumber, whllo
tholr prMso, from shoro to shore,
Eighty millions throats nro welling wo
nro freo forovormoro!
Elslo Florence Fay, In Success Maga
zine. THE NEW MEMORIAL DAY.
With blossom-lndon hands, to-dny the na
Beside tho grnves ot thoso who died for
Tho story Is long told, our henrts enn no
The bitterness of strife, tho tenrs, the
Tet tho memory of these men shnll perish
Tho manhood of tho land, tho love of
And lol bcsldo their sod new fold Is turned;
Now mnrytrs cnlled for freedom, 'mid
women's tears and cries.
Ily theso Just newly dead their blood for
And these who llo nt peace, In tho land
they died to free;
Lot all men know wo keep the'lr vigil whllo
On guard, for aye, of this great nation's
Theso heroos havo not laid their bravo
lives down In vain,
Her sons ngnln hnvo pledged our land to
O honrts thnt grlcvo to-dny for soldiers
Who boro our country's Hag nnd died to
sot men freo.
Look up and sigh no more Llko thoso who
Tho nation keeps their memories and tho
people's henrts nro truo.
For Chlcknmauga still echoes on through
Snn Junii Hill
To ono nation nnd ono peoplo 'ncath tho
rod, whllo and bluo.
To the Nation's Dead.
Long luivo they lain 'ncath thu grass and
Thoso nohlo sons tliii t In b.ittlo trod.
No moro tho sound of tho buglo call
Shall uulckcn their steps to duty's call.
Thoy only wait for tho trumpet sound,
.When tho great und good Bhall ut last be
And tho bnttlo and strlfo of yesterdny
Shall bo lost ullko to tho llluo und Gray.
Yo who march on this day In May,
To scattor garlunds ot llow'rots gay
Ovor thu mounds ot soft grocn sward,
Whero sleep thu bravo la buttle gored;
Know that to these yo owe your laud,
So scattor thu buds with willing hand,
With thoughts of lovo whllo lips do pray
For tho puuco and rest of thu llluo and
And lot thu Hug on ench gravo rest,
Of him whoso strugglo mudo It blest,
Thoso Stars and Stripes let proudly wavo
Abovo each soldier honored gravo.
For theso nro thoy who held thorn high,
Caring not thut they should dlu.
So lot thu Union feel lo-ilny
Thoughts of lovo for tho llluo nnd Oray.
Sleeping, Not Cind.
Yo sllont men, who to your country gavo
Tho last full measure of dovotlou llfo
Yo full asleep whllo thu tumultuous
Around you swelled In fury, llko thu wuvo
Which breuks upon tho rocks which provo
To-duy, around you all tho air Is rlfu
With walling crlus from buglo uud from
Tb volco of that dear land you died to
Nv, yo havo nover died yo llvo to-dny
In ovory soul which Joys thnt It Is frooj
In that fair Hag with which thu brcozos
With ovory flashing star undlmmod, un
ion; In all our boarts, which clay llko yours
Ueforo our land forguts what freedom
-Nlnutto M. La water, In N. Y. Sun.
llurkt a buglo winds shrill
O'or tho brow of tho hill,
At whoso bnso styglnn waters outpour;
TIs our comrades, beyond Bight,
Signal back through tho night
To thu fuw who aro loft on this shore.
Old Charon oars froo
Our bravo hosts through tlio nea,
As thoy, prompt to tho buglo, luspoud
How his boat rucks uud rolls,
With tho wulght of tholr souls,
Who aro UnkoU with affection's strong
To tho bluo und tho gruy
'lives ho each right of war,
And a chuplot ot glory ns well;
Slnco nobly they fought
Luch as honor had taught,
And nobly, us heroes, thoy foil.
irHtmliua (bnuif autt (6ug
Some with Solemn Ceremonies and Some with Joyous Sports Observe
the National Day of Memory. H
With solemn step and slow to where
The honored and the bleet,
The Nation's valiant dead,
Let hymn and prayer
Sound through the perfumed air
As little children springtide blossoms
Violets, lilies and the lilac bloom,
Daisies from grassy leas
I ! -r.!illlJI!M,Mi
rvV KwM&( ' '"' "..
And waxen white anemones
To deck the humble mound or stately
Some slabs are old and gray,
Crumbling with Time's decay,
And some, aye many, are of yester
day. And of that meager band
Of comrades left, decrepit, bent and
Apart, their white locks bared,
How many will be spared
To stand when that To-morrow's tale
Soon on their ears the last great Muster-call
And they will pass to join the mighty
At tho. Eternal Post.
Two, ;h.-ee Runl RUN!
Heyl send that lni
Outl Out on first, the everlasting
Our side will have to hump
Now watch Tim Murphy swat
The ball across the lo.
Say, he can't miss It Ye
I missed my guess.
Oh, Gloryl Why
In thunder did he let that catch go by,
Confound his hldel
Run, Mick, You'll make It. Slide,
you sucker, SLIDEI
What's that he sald7
AHO HAS ARMY ENVELOPES?
few of These Reminders of the Civil
War Are to Be Found
It would bo Interesting to know Just
hc many varieties of Illustrated boI
dlcri' envelopes wero printed In the
course of tho four-year war. It Is
-aid there wero sovoral thousands or
tin in. Uvury loyal stuto was prolific
or local ns well ns general suggestlvo
ideas ror pictorial nnd typographical
.xysi'sslon, nnd tho opportunity wns
well Improved by maniiracturcrs or
and dcnlers In stntlonery. Unllko tho
war songs ot Uoot und other com
posers, tlilB "Union envelope" rnd had
nn epheinernl existence.
In Ornnd Army hall and nt Grand
Army cnmpflres, nnd tho stagu enact
ment or civil war dramaa, nlmost
everything olso Is seen In tho lino or
roiiiinders or tho days or 'Cl-S mus
kets, swords, bolts, knapsacks, hnvor
Bucks, canteens, tin dippers, belts.
Hags, etc. hut the nrmy envelops Is
not In evidence. And yot, ovon at this
Into dny, thero Is, It Is safo to opine,
nmny n cnrefully treasured specimen
of tho oblong, Illustrated nnd Inscribed
lu;losuro of tho soldier hoy's letter
from tho sceno of suffering, of strlfo
nnd curna.ie, which, If It could speak,
might tell a story of sentimental nnd
thrilling Interest ono of tho tons of
thousnnds of unwritten romances or
nn heroic ugo thnt has no peer In tlio
nnnalu ot tho camp nnd Held ot fa
mous military campaigns In tits old
or Uii now world.
Well, that's about H
The rcttenestl Someone beat In hi H
Kill him! Ain't that the limit, on ths H
Say, vvhst's the score? H
Well, we can cinch 'em with a couple
Whoops, yells H
And groan and cheers admiring,
I And scarlet bleachers clapping,
Rooting and hooting; H
A steady crunch of brittle peanut
A gurgling of the bottles
Inclined to thirsty throttles, H
A strewing, not of flowers
From leafy bowers,
But of discarded crusts and scraps of H
Odors of cheap cigars and cigarettes, J
That's what one gets.
That's Just one way H
We have of spending DECORATION H
Well, such Is life, H
And memory of death and fame; H
A chiseled name H
Upon a slab of perishable stone, H
To one age with Its recollections rife H
And to the next, a name, and that H
And then a man must toll M
And play, fl
And playtimes are too rare to let him M
A springtide holiday, M
So here, with solemn ceremonies tread U
The mourners of the dead, M
And here, with frenzied shouts, the M
THE GAME. H
KENNETT HARRIS. M
Old men In carriages, trundling nlong so M
Old, old men n-niarchlng, with tho spirit H
of long ago; M
Old, old lings furled Btrultly, dreaming ot M
sword uud shell: M
All that Is left of tho old war, save the
tale tho histories tell, H
Young men mnrchlng briskly, all la their EH
khaki brown, fiBB
llcrooi of Santiago or far Manila town. Lwfl
Wounded, they never weakened. They iflfl
suffered and yet they sang, r9t
And over the land lont shackled tho ftK
hymns of Fieedom rang! HiKw
O, whltp heads bowed nnd feeblol O, li'
brown heads high and proud, WfM
We lovo you and pray God bloss yout L'&Wj
we who stand In tho crowd. wfcll
And o tliank tho merciful Father that, FA
nil our hlatory through, ITr
llo bus given us such a memory and r;0;
such a hopo as you! VI
Youth's Companion. ; '!'
In Memory and In Hope. tt'i
Forty-two years ngo the appalling yk'f
campaign of the Wilderness, with ull ftyji
Its magnificent devotion on both sides, Ifrl
wns but two-thirds over, Its guns slow- $
ly wheeling southward day by day, rfe:
opposed with a. brilliancy and daring fwTJ,
tho annuls of war havo rnrely seoa wis11
ciiunled, whllo around tho hoart of tho ftJ
couredorncy Sherman was drawing & -&S
glrdto of fire. jfjfl
Now, on May 30, all over tho land, H
south ns well ns north, wherever tho
gravo of n national soldier who fought H
In tho great war is known, his old K
comrades und his descendants will lay H
nn offering of thu llowora which are H
tho perpetual rebirth t earth's beauty. B