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A Story of Todty
BY MAX PEMBERTON
What did her father mean by wish
tnc her to he gracious to Count OdlnT
JSmA he so changed In a night that h
irould sacrifice his only daughter to
atone for om wrong committed In
hla own boyhood? Her passionate
nature could resent the mere Idea as
one too shameful to contemplate. But
what did It mean then, and how would
she stand If the Count presumed upon
her father's acquloscencet Tho fas
cination whloh this stranger exer
'clsod did not decelvo herj she knew
jit for the spell of ovll, to be resisted
with all her heart and soul. Was she
trongenough, had she character
,nough, to resist It? She would be
tone against them both If the worst
efell, she remoraberod, and would
fight her battle unaided. Others might
Tiave been dismayed, but not Evelyn,
the daughter of Dora d'Istran. She
was grateful perhaps that her father
sad declared his preference bo openly.
X yelled hostility toward their guest
might have provoked her to show htm
civilities which were asked of her no
longer. As It was, she undorBtood her
position and could prepare for It
To this point her reverie had car
Vtd her when she became aware that
ake was no longer alone. A rustling
mt leaves, -a -twig snapping upon the
tank, brought her Instantly to a recog
nition of the fact that some 'one
watched her hiding-place behind the
qrlHows of the pool. Whoever the In
truder might be, he withdrew when
lie looked up, and his face remained
undiscovered. Evelyn resented this
Intrusion greatly, and was about to
move away when some one, hidden by
the trees, began to play a zither very
sweetly, nnd to this tho music of a
guitar and a fiddle were added pres
ently, nnd then the pleasing notes of
a human voice. Pushing her canoe
out into the stream, Evelyn could Just
espy a red scarf flashing between the
trees nnd, from time to time, the dark
face of a true son of Egypt. Who
these men were or why they thus de
fled her privacy, she could not so
ttmch as hazard; nor did she any long
er resent their temerity. The weird,
wild music made a strange appeal to
ber. It awakened Impulses and ideas
he hnd striven to subdue; Inspired
her Imagination to old Ideals excited
and troubled her as no music she had
heard before. The same mad courage
which sent her to London to play upon
the stage of a theatre returned to her
and filled her with an Inexplicable
ecstasy She had all the desire to
trample down the conventions which
stifled her liberty and to let the world
think as It would. Etta Romney came
pack to life and being In that moment
Etta speaking to Evelyn and say
ing, "This Is a message of the Joy of
life, listen, for It Is the voice of Des
The music ceased upon a weird
chord in a minor key; and, when it
had died away, Evelyn became aware
that the men were talking In a strange
tongue and secretly, and that they
still had no Intention of declaring
their presence. With the passing of
the Bpell of sweet sounds, she found
herself not without a little alarmed
curiosity to learn Who they were and
by whom they had been permitted to
wander abroad In the park, apparent
ly unquestioned and unknown. Dis
quiet, indeed, would have sent her
to the house again, but for the appear
ance of no other than Count Odin
himself, who came without warning
to the water's edge and laughed at
her evident, perplexity.
"My fellows annoy you, dear lady,"
he said. "Pray let me make the ex
sses for them. You do not like their
anuslc Is It not so?"
"Not at all, I like it very much,"
he said, not weighing her words. "It
la the maddest music I ever heard in
all my life."
"Then come and tell young Zallony
ao. I brought him to England, Lady
Evelyn. I mean to make his fortune.
Come and see 'him and tell him If
London will not like blm when he
crapes the fiddle In a lady's ear. It
would be gracious of you to do that
these poor fellows would die If you
English ladies did not clap the hands
for them. Come and be good to young
Zallony and he will never forget."
He helped her ashore with his left
band, for his right he carried In a silk
en scarf, the last remaining witness
to his accident. His dress was a well
ftttlng suit of gray flannels, with a
taint blue stripe upon them. He bad
the air and manner of a man who de
aled himself no luxury and was per
fectly well aware of the fascination
be exercised upon the majority of
women he met, whatever their nation
ality. Had Evelyn been questioned
he would have said that his eyes
were the best gift with which Nature
bad dowered him. Of the darkest
gray, soft and languishing in a com
ion way, they could, when passion
etomlnated them, look Into the very
on) of the chosen victim and leave It
almost helpless before their steadfast
aze. To this a soldier's carriage waa
to be added; the grand air of a mas
bom In the East and accustomed to
Ike obeyed. "
"This Is Zallony," he said with a
tinge of pride In bis voice, "also the
on of a man with whom your .father
was very well acquainted In his young
er days, Command ,hiin and he will
JUJdlo for you: There 'are a hundred'
fadles In Bufcharest who are, at all
Alines, ready to die for blm. He comes
to England and spares their lives. Ad
mit his generosity, dear lady. He will
be very kind to you for my sake."
Zallony was a Romany of Romanies,
a tall, dark-eyed gypsy, slim and
graceful, and a musician In every
thought and act of his life. He wore
a dark suit of serge, a broad-brimmed
hat, and a bright blue scarf about his
walist With him were three others;
one a veryKli' man dressed In a bl
aire fashion of the East, and at no
pains to adapt it to the conventions of
the West; the rest, dark-visaged, far
from amiable-looking fellows, who
might never havo smiled in all their
Uvea. Zallony remained a prince
among them. He bowed low to Eve
lyn and Instantly struck up a lively
air, which the othera took up with
that nerve and spirit so characteristic
of Eastern musicians. When they had
finished, Evelyn found herself thank
ing them warmly. They had no Eng
lish, and could only answer her with
"How did these people come here?"
he asked the Count, aa they began
to walk slowly toward the woods.
His reply found him once more tell
ing the truth and astounded, perhaps,
at the ease of a strange employment
"By the railway and the tea, Lady
Evelyn. They are my watch-dogs
you would call them that In England.
Oh, yes, I am a timid traveller. I like
to hear these fellows barking In the
woods. Bo much they love me that If
I were In prison they would poll down
the walls to get me out Tour father,
my lord, does not forbid them to pitch
their tents In his park. Why should
he? I am his guest and shall be a
long time In this country, perhaps.
These fellows are not accustomed to
live in houses. Dig them a cave and
they will make themselves happy
they are sons of tents and the hills;
men who know how to live and how
to die. The story of Roumanla has
written the name of Zallony's father
in golden letters. He fought for our
country against the Russians who
would have Btolen our liberty from us.
To this day the Ministry at Peters
burg would hang his son if he was so
very foolish as to visit that unfortu
nate country. Truly, Zallony has
many who love him not he Is fortu
nate. Lady Evelyn, that your father
is not among the number."
He meant her to ask him a question
and she did not flinch from it.
"Why should my father have any
opinions upon tho matter? Are these
people known to him also?"
"My dear lady, in Roumanla, twen
ty years ago, the bravest men, the big
gest hearts, were at Zallony's com
mand. His regiment of hussars was
the finest that the world has ever
seen. Bukharest made It a fashion to
bend young" men secretly to Its ranks.
The name pf Zallony stood for a
brotherhood of men not soldiers only,
but those sworn to fidelity upon the
Cross; to serve each other faithfully,
to hold all things in common the poor
devils, how little they had to hold!
such were Zallony's hussars. Lady,
your father and my father served to
gether in the ranks; they took a com
mon oath they rode the hills, lived
wild nights on desolate mountains,
shared good fortune and ill, until an
unlucky day when a woman came be
tween them and 'brotherhood was no
more. I was such a little fellow then
that I could not lift the sword they
put into my hands; but they filled my
body up with wine and I rode my pony
after them, many a day that shall nev
er be forgotten. This is to tell you
that my mother, a little wild girl of
the Carpathians, died the year I wab
born. Her I do not remember a
thing to be regretted for who may say
what a mother's memory may not do
for that man who will let it be his
guiding star. I did not know her,
Lady Evelyn. When they carried my
father to prison, the priests too'
charge of me and filled my bead with
their stories of peace and good-will
the head of one who had ridden with
Zallony on the hills and heard the
call to arms as soon as he could any
thing at all. They told me that my
father was dead five years ago 1
learned that he lived. Lady Evelyn,
he Is a prisoner, and I have come to
England to give hlra liberty."
He looked at her, waiting for a sec
ond question, nor did she disappoint
"Can my father help you to do that,
"My dear lady, consider his posi
tion. An English noble, bearing his
honored name; the master of great
riches what cannot he do If he will?
Let him say but one word to my Gov
ernment and the affair Is done. 1
shall see my dear father again the
world will be a new world for me.
My lord has but to speak."
"Is It possible that he could hesi
tate?" "All things are possible where hu
man folly Is concerned."
"Then there would be a reason,
"And a consequence, Lady Evelyn."
"Ob," she said quickly, "you are
not frank with me even now."
"Bo frank that I speak to you as 1
never spoke to another in all my life.
You are the only person In England
who can help me and help your father
to do well. I have aBked him for the
liberty of a man who never did him a
wrong. He has refused to answer
me, yes or no, Why should I tell you
that delay is dnngeroui? If I am silent
a little while, do you not guet that
it is for your sake that I am silent
These things ore rarely hidden from
clever women. Say that Count Odin
has learned to be a lover and you will
Question me no more."
They were in a lonely glade, dark
with the shade of beeches, when he
xnado this apparently honest declara
tion; and he stood before her forbid
ding her to advance further or to
avoid his entreaty. Her confusion,
natural to her womanhood, ho Inter
preted In Its true light- "She does not
love me, but there Is that In her blood
whloh will give mo command over
her," he said. And this was the pre
cise truth. Evelyn had, from the first,
been fully aware of the strange spell
this man could put upon her. His
presence seemed to her as that of the
figure of evil beckoning her to wild
pleasures and forbidden gardens of
delight Strong as her will was, this
She could not combat. And she shrank
from htm, helpless, and yet aware of
"You are speaking to me of gravo
.things," Bhe said quietly. "My own
feelings must not enter into them.
If my father owes this debt to you, ho
shall pay it I will be no part of the
price, Count Odin."
"Cara mla," he said, taking both
her hands and trying to draw her close
to him, "I care not how It is It you
shall say you love me. Do not hide
the truth from yourself. Your father
Is In great danger. You can save him
from the penalties of wrong. Will you
refuse to do so because I love you
love you as I have never believed a
man could Tore; love you as my father
loved your mother bo many years ago
with the love of a race that has
fought for women and died for them;
a race which is deaf when a woman
aye no, which follows her, cara mla,
to the end of the earth and has eyes
for nothing else but the house which
shelters her? Will you do this when
your heart can command me aa you
will saying, speak or be silent, for
get or remember? I know you better;
you love me, Evelyn; you are afraid
to tell me, but you love me. That Is
why I remain a prisoner of this house
because you love me, and I Bhall
make you my wife. Ah, cara mla, say
It but once I love you, Georges, the
on of my father's friend I love you
and will not forbid your words."
A strange thrill ran through Eve
lyn's veins as she-listened to this pas
sionate declaration. The frenzied
words of love did not deceive her. This
man, she thought, would so speak to
many a woman In the years to come.
A better wit would have concealed his
purpose and rendered him less frank.
"He would sell his father's liberty at
my bidding." she said, and the thought
set her struggling In his arms, flushed
with anger and with shame.
"I will not hear you, Count," she
cried again and again. "I cannot love
you you are not of my people. If
my father has done wrong, he shall
repay. He is not so helpless that he
cannot save me from this. Oh, please
let me go, your hands hurt me. I can
never be your wife, never, never!"
He released her reluctantly, for his
quick ear had caught the sounds of a
horse galloping upon the open grasa
beyond the thicket.
"You will answer me differently an
other day," he said smilingly; "mean
while, cara mla, there are two secrets
to keep yours and mine. If the
charming Lady Evelyn will not hear
me, I must remember Etta Romney,
a young lady of my acquaintance ah,
you know her too; and that Is well
for her. Let us return to the house.
My lord will have much to say to me
and I to him."
They went up to the Hall together
In silence. Evelyn knew how much
she was In his power and how Idle her
veiled threats had been.
She could save her father from this
man truly. But at what a price!
"Etta Romney would marry him,,"
she said bitterly; "but I Evelyn
God help me to be true to myself!"
A Game ol Qolf.
Golf at Moretown Is "by favor of
the Lord of the Manor" played across
a corner of the home park, so remote
from Melbourne Hall that you have a
vista of that fine old house but rarely
from tho trees, and nowhere at all If
you be an ardent player.
Such a description could in all sin
cerity have been applied- to either of
our old friends Dr. Philips and the
Rev. Harry Fllllmore, the vicar of the
parish. They played the game bb
though all their worldly hope depend
ed upon It The, best of friends at com
mon times, difficulty could provoke
them to such violent hostilities that
they did not speak a word to each
other until the after-luncheon glass o'
port bad been slowly sipped. Inti
mate in their knowledge each of the
other, the Vicar knew exactly when
to cough that the Doctor's forcible ex
clamations might not be overheard by
the caddies. The Doctor, upon h'.t
part, sympathized very cordially with
the Vicar when that worthy found
himtelf in a bunker.
These being the clrcumetances o
the weekly duel a outrance, It certain
ly was astonishing to dlvcoier tb
Vicar and the Doctor talking of an
other subject but golf on a day of .lul
some three weeks after fount O.lin'
arrival at Melbourne Hal). Straus
to say, however, they dlKt'iaced r.t'tfi
er the merits of the but nor the doubt
ful wisdom ot running up approach;
but playing their t.?iO''cn with so at
Indifference as to the attending on
FequenceB, they ?ro'e of my )or! o
Melbourne and of 1,he turn nff i- a.
the Hall were taking. To be entlrel"
candid, the Vicar lelt the ma.n par
of the talk to the Doctor)' for the ce
cret which he curried he had as yet
no courage to tell to anyone.
"Most extraordinary not the same
man, sir, by twenty years. If ha were
a woman, I would call it neurasthe
nia and bock my opinion for a Hnskell.
What do you think of a sano numan
being letting a lot of dirty gypsies
have the free run ot the Hall; In and
out like rabbits In a warren drinking
his best wines and riding his horses,
au,d lots more besides that the ser
vants hint at but won't talk about?
Why, they tell me that ho's up half
tho night with the scum sometimes,
as wild as the rest of them when thoy
fiddle and caper in the Long Gallery.
'What's common sense to make ot It?
What do you make of it, leaving com
mon sense out of the matter?"
The Vicar looked somewhat
aBkanco at tho dubious compliment;
nor did it encourage him to tell of the
b trance- slehts ho had seen In Mel
bourne Park some twelve hours before
this epoch-making encounter.
"I hear the men are 'Roumanians,"
he said, taking a brussle from his bag
and making an atrocious shot with it
"Of course the Earl this Is miserable
the Earl was in Roumanla as a
young man. Perhaps he is returning
some courtesy these wild .fellows
bowed to him. You play the odd, I
"Odd or the like, I don't care a
that is to say, it is most extraordinary.
Why, they're bandits, Harry bandits,
I tell you, and, unless Mrs. Fllllmore
looks out, they'll carry her off to
Matlock Tor and hold her out to ran
som perhaps while we're on the
links. A pretty advertisement you'd
get If that came off. A Vicar's wife
tolen by brigands. The Reverend
.Gentleman on the Q. Tee. Think of
it in the evening nanera! How some
etf them would chaff you!"
The Vicar played an approach shot
and said, "This Is really deplorable."
He would have preferred to talk golf;
but the Doctor gave him no rest, and
o he said presently:
"I wonder what Lady Evelyn
thinks of It all? She went by me In
the car yesterday and Bates waa driv
ing for her. Now, I've never seen that
before. . . . ' God bless me, what
a shocking Btroke!"
He shook his head as tho ball went
skimming over the ground Into the
deepest and most terrible bunker on
Moretown Links the Doctor follow
ing It with that sympathetic If hypo
critical gaze we turn upon an enemy's
misfortunes. Impossible not to bet
ter such a miserable exhibition, he
thought. Unhappy man, game of de
light, the two were playing from the
bunker together before a minute had
"You and I would certainly do bet
ter at the mangle if this goes on," the
Doctor exclaimed with honest con
viction; "the third bunker I've found
to-day. A man cannot be well who
"Rheumatism, undoubtedly," the
Vicar said slyly.
A boyish laugh greeted the thrust.
"Bhall we call it curiosity? Hang
the game! What does It matter? Yon
put a bit of India-rubber Into a flower
pot and think you are a better man
than I am. But you're not I'd play
you any day for the poor-box. Let's
talk of something else Lady Eve
lyn, for Instance."
"Will she marry him, Frederick?"
"Him the sandy-haired foreigner
with the gypsy friends?"
"Is there any other concerned?"
"Oh, don't ask me. Do I keep her
"I wish you did, my dear fellow.
From every point of view, this mar
riage would be deplorable."
"From every point of view but that
of the two people concerned, perhaps.
She is a girl with a will of her own
do you think she would marry him If
she didn't like him?"
"She might, from spite. There are
better reasons, perhaps worse. You
told me at their first meeting that you
believed her to be In love with him."
"I was an idiot. Let's finish the
round. The man will probably live to
be hanged what does it matter?"
"Well, if it doesn't matter to you,
It matters to nobody. I'll tell you
omethlng queer a thing I saw last
night It's been In my head all day.
I'll tell you as we go to the next
They "drove a couple ot good balls
and set out from the tee with lighter
hearts. As they went, the Vicar un
burdened himself of that secret which
golf alone could have prevented him
disclosing an hour ago..
TO BE CONTINUED
FINGER-PRINT GETS YEGGMAN
NEW YORK When the cracks
man who broke open the safe of a
dress-goods company In New York
recently got for his trouble bonds
and cash to the value of forty-five
thousand dollars he probably con
sidered himself lucky. But he was
careless enough to leave the impres
sion of one hand on the top of the
same, and this temporary forgetful
ness was his undoing.
The police found the handprint
and took photographs of it. The
photographs were compared with the
finger-print records at police head
quarters, and the whorls, et cetera
on the finger tips were seen to he
identical with those of the first man
recorded in the files Caesar Cella
alias Charley Corey, alias Oiarlcv
Instead of lucky, Cella may well
think himself very unlucky. for lir
was soon arrested and his. record .
sevenieen previous convictions of
iafe burglary brought to the, .itti-n
lion of the tuil-te before wrfom tit
ippeared. Three of these romir
lions were obtained since tin p.i
saijc of the law inakinir possih'r 'h
sentence of an h-ibitu'ul offend"? f
life iiniiricimnit'iit. o Ctlla nm tj
ahead of him tlj proliah li'y '
spending the rcinuinder of his 'I '
behind prison bars.
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ONE OF THE GREATEST CURI
OSITIES FOUND IN
HUGE SPIDERS' WEBS ARE
WOVEN INTO SUBSTANTIAL
NETS OF GREAT RESIST-
ING POWER. HOW
THEY USE THEM
Fishing nets made of spiders
webs have been reported man)
times by travellers in New Guinea
and other South Sea Islands, but the
world was inclined to be sceptical.
However, Prof E. V. Gudger of the
State Norma College, Greensboro.
X. C, assemble in the Zoological
Society Bulletin so much testimony
as to the truth of the travellers'
stories that a scepticism must give
The following is one of the ac
counts. It is (uoted in the Literary
Digest from "Two Years Among
New Guinea Cannibals," by E. A.
"One of the greatest curiosities
that I noted during my stay in New
Guinea was the spiderweb fishing
net. In the forest rt this point
(Wale, near Yut : Bay), huge spiders'
webs, six feet in diameter, abounded.
They were woven in a large mesh,
varying from one inch square at the
outside of the b to about one
eight inch at tlu centre. The web
was most substantial, and had great
resisting power, a fact of which the
natives were not slow to avail them
selves, for they have pressed into
the service of man this spider,
which is about the size of a small
hazel nut, with hairy, dark-brown
legs, spreading to about two inches.
This diligent creature they have be
guiled into weaving their lislung
nets. At the place where the webs
'are thickest thoy set up long ham
boos, bent over in i loop at the end.
In a very short ime the spider
weaves a web on this most con
veniant frame and the Papuan has
his fishing net, ready to his hand.
"He goes" dawn io the stream and
user it with great dexterity to catch
'fish of about one pound in weight,
(neither the water nor the fish suffic
ing to break the mesh. The usual
'practice is to stand on a rock in
.backwater where there is un eddy.
There they watch for j. fish, and
then dexterously dip it up and throw
it on the hank. Several men would
.set up bamboo so as to have nets
ready all together, and would then
arrange little fishing parties. It
seemed to me. that the substance of
the web resisted water as readily as
(a duck's back."
IN HOUSE DOORS
One of the exhibits at the Model
Homes Exhibition recently held at
London is a door of novel construe"
tion, which has been patented in
'Great Britain under the name of
"The Receivador," writes Leroy
Webber, United States Vice Consul
at Nottingham, England. The door
lis a double one. and is cnnslnirinl
'with compartments into which
tradesmen may insert parcels with
'out. disturbing the occupier of the
premises. Inside the house another
door .gives access to , the compart
ments, andU)ctmehanicaJ feature'' of 1
the contrivance is the alternating in
Jerlock, a clever device which makes
it .mechanically impossible for both
Mat. Sat $1.50 to 50c. jj
the outer and the inner door to be
open or unlocked at one and the
When the tradesman, after insert
ing his package, closes the outer
door of the compartment and turns
the knob, this action automatically
locks the outer door and unlocks the
inner door. When the occupier re
moves the package and closes the
inner door, the latter in the same
manner is locked and the outer door
unlocked. The doors and locks are
being manufactured in Nottingham,
and the inventor claims that his idea
completely revolutionizes shop-to-home
The patentee. Jackson Mitchell, an
American citizen at present residing
in Nottingham, has already made ap
plication for patent rights in the
United States. 1
A hard-working farmer in Ohio
had sent his son to a good school
of music so that he might receive
the best instruction from the begin
ning. It was necessary to buy a
violin for him, but he was such a
little chap that his teacher thought
that a so-called "half-violin would
do. The father, whose recources
had been badly taxed, was loath to
part with the money for the in
strument, but finally did so.
The lad made rapid progress, and
became so proficient that a half
violin was no longer good enough
for him. Again he went to the
music-store with his rather, to whom
the salesman showed the entire
stock of violins. The parent vyjis ap
parently dissatisfied with all of them,
and his gaze wandered round the
shop seeking for something better.
Finally he saw a violincello.
'AVe'll take the big violin there."
said he, as a smile of satisfaction
spread over hi countenance. "The
boy won't outgrow that right vayT
The Italian Government Undertakes
The Training Of Men For
ROME, Italy. Scuola Di Polizia
Scientifka, or Scientific Police School.
is the name given to the establish
ment in Rome where men are trained
in modem detective methods. Italy's
police system is a national consta
bulary conducted on military lilies,
but directed by civilians the mem
bers of the Division of Public
In order to enter the Scientific
Police School a man must Ime 'stud
ied law for at least two years. Many
of the candidates are graduates ot
universities who have specialized in
sociology, criminal law, and kindred
subjects. The detective course com
prise s four month's instruction in
dactyloscopy, or finger-print reading,
record 'keeping, penal law, the psy
chology of criminals, their motives
and methods, and cross-examination.
In the school building are located
the criminal files for the entire coun
try, so that the students have ample'
material on which to work in pursu
ing their course. This makes the
work of the school extremely part''4
tical. The finger-print bureau wii
organized on its present basis in
10U8, and, under normal conditions
has additions of fifteen hundred
monthly. AVtfeatWe'r ,pf ,the ltaln.ii
finger-piint records is the inclusion,
whenever possible, of the impression
of Italian subjects arrested for crimen
in foreign lands.