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hjv- bjjOOD a ^ ty Jfyfael SdbaTini s*. c<3 'AEL CABATim NEft SEDVICKjsa ©PAR At'«* SYNOPSIS . CAPTAIN BLOOD, physician and ad venturer. Ip convicted, unjustly, on a charge of treason James of England. with Jerem> Pitt, a yotina ahlpmaater, he 1« eent and guardian of Arabella Blah op who 1« as sweet and beautiful as her, uncle It ugly and vindictive. Blood te given an unusual" degree of free dom when he successfully treats Gov ernor Steed and his wife for Illness They fetched from her hold over a score of English seamen as bat tered and broken as the ship her self. and together with these some half-dozen Spaniards, the only sur vivors of a boarding party from the Spanish galleon that had Invaded tho English ship and found Itself unable to retreat. These wounded men were conveyed to a long shed on the wharf, and the medical skin of Bridgetown was summoned to their aid. Peter Blood was ordered to bear a hand In this work, and partly because he spoke Castilian— and he spoke It as fluently as his own native tongue— partly because of his Inferior condition as a slave. he was given the Spaniards for his patients. With the assistance of one of the Negroes sent to the shed for the purpose, he was In the act of set ting a broken leg, when a deep, gruff voice, that he had come to know and dislike as he had never dis liked the voice of living man, ab ruptly challenged him. "What »re you doing there?" "I am setting a broken leg." he answered, without pausing In his labors. The Colonel delivered himself In a roar. His long bamboo cane was raised to strike. Peter Blood's blue eyes caught the flash of M. and he spoke quickly to arrest the blow. "I am acting upon the express orders of Governor Steed." .... . . "Governor Steed! he »choed. Then he lowered hi* cane, swung round, and without another word to I Blood rolled away toward the other -v. Waa standing at the moment. It was two days latsr when the ladies of Bridgetown, the wives and daughters of her planter* and mer chanta paid their first visit of char !ty to the wharf, bringing their gifts to the wounded seamen. Again Peter Blood was ministering to tho sufferers In his care, moving among those unfor tunate Spaniards whom no one heeded. Rising suddenly from the re-dreaslng of a wound, he saw to his surprise that one lady detached from the general throng, and was placing eome plantains and a bundle of succulent sugar cane on the cloak that served one of his patients for a coverlet. She was elegantly dress ed in lavender silk and was follow ed by a half-naked Negro carrying a basket. Peter Blood, stripped of his coat. • the Sleeves of his ooaireo shirt rolled to the rtbow, and holding a bloody ; rag In his hand, stood at a gaze a moment. The lady, turning now to confront him, her lips parting In a smile of recognition, was Arabella Bishop. "The man's a Spaniard." said he. in the tone of one who correct»« a "misapprehension, and also tinged never so faintly by something of the derision that was In his soul. The smile with whleh she had been greeting him withered on her She frowned and Flared at him a moment, with Increasing haughtiness. "So I perceive. But he's a hu man being none the less." said she. That answer, and Its Implied re buke, took him by surprise. "Tour uncle, the Colonel. Is of a different opinion." said he, when he had recovered. She continued to stare at him. "Why do you tell mo this?" "To warn you that you may be In curring the Colonel's displeasure." "And you thought, of course, that I must be of my uncle's mind'" There was a crispness about her voice, an ominous challenging spar kle In her hazel eyes. Td not willingly be rude to * lady even in my thoughts." sold he. But the lady was not satisfied at "First you Impute to me Faith! there, afl manlty, and then cowardl- For a mun who would not willingly be rude to a lady even In his thoughts. It's none bad." Her boyish laugh trilled cut. but The note ( of it jarred his ears this time. He saw her now, It seemed to him for the first time, and saw how he i had misjudged her. "Sure, now. how was I to gu that . . . that Coonel Bishop oenld j have an angel for his niece?" sold • he recklessly, for he was reckless ' as men often are In sudden peni tence. "You wuidn't. of course should'nt think you often aright." Having withered him with that and her glance, she turned to her negro and the basket that he. carried. From this she lifted now th* fruits and delicacies with which It was laden, and plied them In such heaps upon the beds cf the six Spaniards that by the time she had so served the last of them her bas ket was empty, and them was noth ing left for her own fellow-country men. Having thus emptied her basket, she called her Negro, and without another word or so much sa ar.crth- j ^ Sr g.ance at Peter Blood, swep; cut ; 3f the place with her head high and | ? ~:hin thrust forward. Pater watched her departure. I Then he fetched a sigh. CHAPTER VI Plans of Escape After thst Arabella Bishop went dally to the shed on the wharf with , gifts of fruits, and later money and of wearing apparel for the Spanish ? prisoners. But she contrived eo to :lme her visits that Peter »ood nev guess u er again met her there. Also his - own visits were growing shorter In a measure as hla patients healed. One day, whether by accident or L * SL. . 1 design, Peter Blood came striding h -, f hn „. down the wharf a full nail hour earlier than usual, and so met Misa . • .. Bishop just Issuing from the shed. He doffed his hat and stood aside to j, 6r she took It, chin * * / * ** in the air, and eyes which disdained to look anywhsro where the sight of him was possible. As he was leaving an hour or so later, Whacker, the younger of the other two physicians, Joined him—an unprecedented condescension this for hitherto neither of them had ad dressed him beyond an occasional and sturdy "good-dayl" "It you are for Colonel Bishop's I'll walk with you a little way, Doc tor Blood." arid he. Dr. Whacker drew closer to him as they stepped along the wharf. He lowered his voles to a confidential tone, starting out over the sea, your soul In your eyes! Don't I know what you are thinking? escape from this hell of slavery, you could exercise the profession of which you axe an ornament as n free men with pleasure and profit to yourself. "How often have I not seen you If you could Lower still came the voice until It was no more than « whisper. "It Is none so far now to the Dutch settlement of Curaono. At this time of the year the voyng* may safely be undertaken In a light craft. And Curacao need be no more than a stepping-stone to tho great world, which would lie open to you once you were delivered from this bondage." "I have no money. And for that a handsome sum would be neces. «ary" Whilst Dr. Whacker was profes -1 sing that his heart bled (or a brother dootor languishing In slavery. Peter Btood pou nced like a hawk upon the Î !ohv , OU( , truth. Whacker co i, ea ^ |edNrtrM be rld of thr#atenB<I t t h and his one R ^ t u ^ I Blood laughed "If I should be caught and brought back, they'd clip | my wings and brand me for life" "Surely the thing Is worth a little rJgk7 - Mors tumuJous than ever waB fhe twmpter's voice. tragic mark upon the young seaman. I His erstwhile bright alertness ws* all departed. His face was growing] vacuous, his eyes were dull and lack-lustre, and he moved In a ! cringing, furtive manner. like an over-beaten dog. But the man was still there, not yet dormant, but merely torpid from a surfeit of des pair; and the man In him promptly shook off ^hat torpidity and awoke at the first words Blood spoke to him | -hat night "Escape?" he panted. "O God!" I 'He took hi* head In his hands, and j fell to sobbing like a child. Among ths privileges enjoyed by was that of a hut to himself. a-d they were alone In this. iConflnued In Our Next Issue) 'ISurely," Blood agreed, asks more than courage imoney. A sloop might be bought fori twenty pounds, perhaps." "It shall be forthcoming. It shall be a loan, which you shall repay us —repay me, when you can." That betraying "us" so hastily re- j trleved completed Blood's standing. The other doctor was also In the business. They were approaching the peo Qulckly, but expressed his knew that no "But It It asks under pled part of the mole, eloquently, "Blood thanks, where he thanks were due. "We will talk of this again, air— tomorrow," he concluded. "You have opened for me the gates of hope." He was In haste now to be alone | Also he must consult another. Al ready he had hit upon that other. For such a voyage a navigator would 1 be necessary, and a navigator wasj ready to hla hand In Jeremy Pitt. As a result Blood was betimes that j evening In the spacious stockade that enclosed the huts of the slaves | together with the big white bouse of the ovebseer. and he found an op portunity of a few words with Pitt, unobserved by the others. "Tonight «-hen all ars asleep, eome to my cabin. I have some thing to say to you." The six months of plantation life In Barbados had made an almost woke and wept. 'k QUESTIONS and Bible Aniwert a ;neea«M ctmMtgn to the» \r *ner veer« I Does God deal with us after our sins?—Psalm I0S:8-I2. I I irf-jr Clifton Meek L t * y -0/ mm S~ , I !* J Heesa. Rhode Ho^tj Poeint crowd at ; y more Since he crowded. himself 3«bina. A steel door. A ! The Old Home Town By Stanley z // WHOA' ■ STEADY Gemeral WHOA BOY!'' r SOME ONE' SAVE THAT] BOX'.!*. / .'V 0 nv tVi vî ,1 v< Nil s ' m txppSr-f ■ s' JE"' Y NO-NO - > ATSTEEKMN, ITH'OLD MAN5, \A BEAUT!!/ x=5 '/ W\ mi 7 'a, y r YOU SAY SUES AREAKfIN LIKE NEWT Ml v h V. 9 ç I mir f Q I n s' , yP* for/' uf'i V .1, w // < // \3f ' W' r "STANLEV NC4 SSSVtCI TURNING AT MAIN AND MARKET STREETS, OLD GENERAL WAS GAIN/A) G SPEED So RAPIDLY THAT IT SEEMED ONLY SECONDS UNTIL AUNT SARAH' PEABODYS TREASURED BOX OP FREIGHT would BE dashed TO PIECES AGAINST SOME STORÎE front t JACK DAW'S ADVENTURES BY ELTON GTS 7t$i ill £7,V a' jrc! 5» ct fi\ mi r * "5* >*■ p .4 111 ■V y 4 ' * u ! *k . J v. * r 1' R9 li s£3| 4 / S-'-X - < 1 * t v 00 1 / / 'v »w « v . *» X I - é x , . i tW \ït •v À • . * sau • e .fliRwSl i' 1 fj ■ V< : M: bV The peculiar sights were very Interesting to Jack. In fact. Mldget vllle looked like a toyland village, with Its little streets and tiny houses and stores. "How would you like to have so:-: ling to eat?" asked one of the midgets, as they came to a bakery. That would be fine." replied Jack. w £ J1 P^'' YB A SERVIÇ« _ Flip barked loudly when Jack was handed a loaf of bread. Ho. too was hungry, and when a midget tossed him a bone he swallowed it whole. Jack's loaf of bread was the size of a bun and Flip's chop was like a tiny morsel of steak. "We'll have to have a lot more of these," said Jack. Continued. : j a.?# is jJ'liâü Jack had hardly started with his little load of midgets, when one of them shouted, "You'd better slow down or we will be arrested for speeding." This made Jack laugh, for he waa only walking. Of course his long steps made the little wagon travel fast. Soon the town proper waa reached. 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Vr FÜRMITURE AMD THAT 30et W* ofthihg moved-hot the WHOLE HOUSE AMO Lot. too! f !1 I SAID, > One hundred awotwewtv FIVE DOLLARS V DIDN'T I p y T > î r 4 J 1 lj)|| '(» * Jî I I'LL CALL VOU UP I THINK I CAM TALK TO YOU BETTER. OVER THE PHONE.Ï •r* î 4 HOWOVÎ OH, ABOUT ' A HUNDRED AMO twenty-five , DOLLARS-/ î r î « A : / » ». / J Ov. Jjr \i>y. 'S) ^ *5»'^ ■ Wk' L o JJ ,1 I . h (A m // 19 A TTtêrÂ ^#31 - rr t ' ß ' ' BM Jy'/N/y, expert Vm MOVERS f, Lilffl/. ip - PErrr y ■ "7mm c mm 1,1 hi cfk M \ V if] ipiwll i iy?A tmvfcc lin—t ' m m 'S//A II .»iir.'.'M YÆét m air £. — iUiili M 4 THE ONE-MAN WOMAN KATE FINDS ALICE By Ruth Agnes Abeling SYNOPSIS KATE WARD, following her husband*« death, returned from the olty to the village of her childhood to care for her widower father. JUSTIN PARSONS. To their cottage came CHINATOWN ALICE with the story that Kate's dead huaband, DAN WARD, waa the father of Alice*« child. DOROTHY. Later came the new« that Dorothy was very 111 and Kate left home to visit the laundry of PINO LOT. with whom Alice determine what ought to be done for the child. Sing received her and beckoned her to a room at the rear of hla ahop. lived, to At a door which opened Into a dimly lighted room, Kate was left alone. Sing Loy had disappeared. Kate peered In. The small .windowless enclosure was walled on four sides by heavy embroideries on a scarlet back The bed was canopied and ground. draped In brilliant satins, heavy with still more brilliant embroideries. On a small, satin-draped stand was a high, fancifully ornamented pltoher, from which long pipe stems Issued, There was just one chair in the room—a small, straight-backed af fair In gold leaf. From the scarlet satin draplngs of the bed rose a figure. A feminine It advanced. figure. "Alice!" Kate was startled by the sound, though it was her own voice, j "Yes!" defiantly, and then: "Te«."| In a lower tone half apologetic, half] caustic. "Have you time to talk to me now—or are you busy?" Kate asked.; "Oh, I've got time," flippantly. "What I don't do now I can do some other time—I wasn't sold on the block, you know!" "How Is Dorothy?" Kate queried. "Took her to the hospital today." There waa still a defiant note In her voice. "That's why I'm here. I'd be out working If It -wasn't for that.'', r ) ÂB ■Oj £5« -M A £ s •• \ s\ pa tc m m vn m -.ng li A I "Do you know what It Is?" Kate She was curiously affected Kate's tone was From the «onriot enfin drapngs of the bed pose a flgnre. asked. by the. knowledge that little Dorothy had taken a turn for the worse. "Lungs," dully. "Lung trouble? anxious. Alice nodded. "Oh—I Irnew It was coming,'' she said at Isngth. "This wasn't any place to bring a kid up. Wet cloth« Steam. No air. Look at this place!" Alice's hand swept the gorgeously satined enclosure. "It's pretty near got me," she "Worked here five years. went on. Other girl» been here about three] years. Don't know their name* even! One of 'em called Pearl. Got twel kid«, ehe supports 'em—man's gone] I guess. She's never told us—Uneven told us what his name was. "She's just pearl. "I'm just Alice," continued the! blond girl. "We lose the rest of our| names when we begin Ironing shirt and underwear hero. "And I guess It's Just as well that! we do she added listlessly. Kat« Ward was silent. She studied the girt—frail and blond—against her scarlet satin background. At length she spoke: '•But you're—youTe hla wife, aren't you?" she said. Alice stared at Kata "His wife—whose wife? Sing Lioy's?" something of the old bravade In her tone. Kate nodded. "Wlfel Wlfel" Alice laughed, "Hell, no." (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, NBA Service.) JUST A MOMENT DAILY STRENGTH AND CHEER Complied, by John O. Qulnlua (The Sunshine Man). Now, O man, cease a little while from thy work, withdraw thyself from thy stormy thoughts, forget thy weary and burdensome strug g'ing. give thyself for a time to God, and rest calmly In him.—Anselm. The beloved of tho Lord shall dwell In safety by him; and the Lord shall cover him all the day long.—Duet, rxzlll. IS. Through the day thy love has spared us; Now we lay us down to rest: Through the silent watches guard us; Let no foes our peace molesti Jesus, thou our guardian bei Sweet It Is to trust In thee.