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At Swords’ Points;
OR . A SOLDIER. OF THE RHINE. By ST. GEORGE RATHBORNE CIIAI*TER XVI (Continued.) These resulted In a discovery, for he felt positive that he could' see signs of a trap door above, no unusual thing In these old Berlin houses which have stood the grime and. storm of centur ies. To reach it he utilized a table that stood in a corner, upon the top of which he placed a chair. Eureka! The extempore ladder ac complished all that was expected of it, and when he found a small section of the ceiling actually yield to his gentle, persuasive pressure. Paul be gan to believe that he had the game in his hands. Being a thorough athlete he experi enced no trouble In drawing himself up and passing through the opening. Had he bettered his condition? He seemed to be in an apartment of some sort. While moving forward to find a wall, he halted several times to listen, and thus became fully convinced that there was something or some one in the room with him. This was not pleas ant. since it laid him open to attack at any moment. As though the situation was not in teresting enough for Paul, his hands by accident, while groping around, came In contact with some object that had rested upon a small table; and such was the unexpected force em ployed that the vase toppled over upon the floor with a crash. \ It was loud enough to almost arouse the dead. Paul heard the unknown spring erect in surprise and start toward the spot where the table had betrayed the Intruder. Bent upon defending himself, he .prepared to receive the party who rashly advanced, but there was no need of warfare. Suddenly a descending shriek at tested that the unknoton had struck the flhute—the open trap had received him most affectionately, and ventured to kiss his face, no doubt, several times as he was passing through. At least, so far as our friend was concerned, he wasted no pity upon the late inmate of the room who had gone into such sudden exile. A door would be a very welcome ad dition to his requirements just then. And he found It, since this roof above was of the plain every-day cali bre, and not fashioned to deceive stray pilgrims. Once out of the door. Paul found himself In a hall—at least he judged It to be such, for there was no light to betray the fact. He could hear voices and the rust ling of moving persons around; then lights flashed up in the same wonder ful manner which had marked their disappearance when Paul sought to detain the countess. It began to look as though he would yet be brought face to face with the forces of the enemy, and compelled to fight his way out of this spies’ nest. How lucky he was armed! What a glow of satisfaction to draw that little toy from his hip pocket, and feel that so long as it remained faithful, he would control the situation. But this was not making progress. To remain where he was increased his difficulties, whereas by a bold rush he might be so lucky as to reach an outer door, which, upon being forced, would bring him to the street, He found the stairs. Nothing seemed to hinder Ills prog ress in that direction, although there was considerable racket in other parts of the house consequent upon finding the unfortunate victim of the open trap in the room where the American had been confined. Paul reached the outer door and was drawing the bolts, when a cry at tracted his attention. Looking up he saw the countess, with startled eyes, surveying him. He bowed with the grace of a Chesterfield. "Ah! countess, you see it is hard to hold one who has been cowboy and Texas ranger.” he said. "You are free—you—you will be tray me, and T shall be shut up in a gloomy fortress even if my life is spared. Mon Dieu! how cruel, and I love you so, monsieur.” she cried, wringing her white hands in distrac tion. "Countess, there are some hours be fore morning, and you will have until then to escape. I am not without pity. Endeavor to fc.iget your luckless at tachment. since only misery can come of it. Countess. I have the door open, allow me to say bon soir.” She had one last glimpse of his manly figure, and then the closing door hid it from view. When next they met. these two, the one who would not and the one who wooed, it must be under skies that were glowing with the blaze of battle and upon the greensward drenched with the blood of gallant men. CHAPTER XVII. Beyond the Rhine. Months after. Willi the Iron Chancellor at the plow the ghastly furrow of war. with all its attendant horrors, had pene trated far beyond the historic Rhine. All France was quivering under the fearful shock. Sedan and Gravelotte had been fought and lost —Worth was but a dismal nightmare, the emperor a pris- oner of war with MacMahon’s fine army, and both Metz and the capital besieged. Everywhere the German arms had been victorious. Paul Rhinelander had alredy seen much of war's horrors, and ail that was martial in his nature had been stirred by the scenes of excitement that had come his way. There had been news of Hoffman. The man was a traitor to his coun try—madness had seized upon him, and making use of the fact that his maternal grandparents were Alsations. hence French subjects, he had gone over to the enemy, bag and baggage. Paul heard this with grim satisfac tion. Paul, who knew to a certainty that this change of heart had been wrought through the witchery of that beautiful and magnetic creature, the countess, and that Conrad was her latest victim. All unknown to Rhinelander, events were under full headway and driving swiftly toward a most dramatic cli max. at which altar his fate must be decided. It was an October evening. The mutter and growl of heavy siege guns, that for hours had been sending their projectiles into the forts defending the citadel of Metz, had by degrees died away, and night was spreading her mantle of rest over the tragic scene. MacMahon’s great army was hemmed in more securely than ever. This October night was destined to be forever marked by a white stone in the annals of Paul's romantic life history—ere the morning star shone upon Metz he would have passed through another experience that must have a decided influence upon his whole future. He was sauntering about after com ing from the field hospital, when he met by chance an aide of the general in command at this post. From him he heard news that elec trified him; news that indicated so daring a night assault on the fortress that Paul hardly believed it to be true. Immediately he sought an au dience with the commander to beg for indulgence and the coveted opportun ity of seeing whatever of action there might prove to be in the assault. Rhinelander had seen much of ser vice, but his desire to have some sort of share in everything that came to pass led him to Join the forces se lected for this hazardous task. He was in the van, of course—men of his stamp usually find some means of reaching the front rank when the bat tle Is in progress. When the French opened fire it seemed as though the whole outer works blazed with the fury of a Ve suvius. Chassepot and mitrailleuse mingled their bark until it became a thunder ous roar —men shouted and cheered, while above It all could be heard the hollow rattle of the flat Bavarian drums. To Paul the music was a hideous nightmare, but he could appreciate the fact that it served to animate and enthuse these Bavarians Just as the pibroch thrills the Highlander—mus cles grew as stiff as iron, teeth snapped close together, eyes were set in that steady stare that tells of in domitable will power—and into the jaws of death they went. They were now at the foot of the apparently impregnable fortress. The fire above was just ns furious, but most of the missiles overshot the mark, and had they chosen to wait, a chance for a breathing spell now of fered itself. However, they went up over the walls like the wild chamois of the Swiss Alps, those little Bavarians did. In the eyes of the amazed French men they must have appeared little short of devils hatched out of the in fernal fires that blazed all around. Once in the fortifications they came into hand-to-hand conflict with the' French, and then the fiercest kind of warfare was inaugurated. The Bavarians might have had held the fort had they been quickly rein forced, but it was not the policy of the German generals to bring on a bat tle, since starvation must decide the question speedily enough. Their object had been attained in teaching the French that after all their position was not so impregnable as they might have believed. And hence the signal of recall sounded. Surrounded by struggling forms en gaged in a desperate death grapple, with fires and the blaze of still boom ing cannon lighting up the scene as with the glow of Infernal conflagra tions, the spectacle of Paul engaged with a French swordsman was one fit for the delectation of the gods, and Mars himself must have been fully satisfied with such an heroic picture. Then came the recall. Paul re mained,- not through choice, but be cause he had become Involved in a singular engagement, and could not break away. Two men, sadly lacking in that chivalrous spirit for which Frenchmen have become famous the world around, had chosen to attack him at the same time, and If their eagerness was any gauge to their capacity for doing harm. Rhinelander must be In a bad way indeed. Luckily for him they were mere tyros with the trenchant blades they wielded so clumsily, and he believed himself easily capuble of mastering them without trouble. At the snjne time the chances of his being able to escape, once this were done, grew very dubious, since, the French were gathering about the scene of the singular duel, always eager to watch any feat of arms out of the ordinary run. They saw a spectacle that was not likely to come their way every day. for Paul kept his adversaries guess ing. and parrying all mauner of imag inary attacks until at length ho saw his chance to retire one of them with a thrust through the shoulder. After that his work was easy enough. He set upon the second officer, rat tled his sword with quick tierce und thrust, and used him up so generally, that he finally lost his nerve, when a quick upward blow sent his blade rat tling away, and left him unarmed ut the mercy of his foe. Just then, however. Paul was not In a humor to decide whether to call the affair off or pink his zealous antago nist as an earnest of victory. Truth to tell he had about all ho wanted to take care of in looking out for himself. There was about one chance In ten that he might escape as his comrades had done, by beating a hasty retreat over the edge of the ramparts. Paul was not the man to hesitate and lose valuable time in calculating chances. Accordingly he whirled on his heel, made a mock bow to those who had just witnessed his remark able fight, which compliment surely Frenchmen should appreciate, and then made a headlong break for the edge of tho ramparts, intending to throw himself down regardless of mi nor damage, since it was his one chance to get clear. So vast had been the number of troops pressing forward to havo a share in the engagement that his way was blocked. Finding his escape cut off In tho direction of the wall, he changed his mind and decided that only a mad man or one utterly desperate would continue to advance in that quarter, and his situation did not call for such a needless sacrifice since as a prisoner he would be liberated when the French surrendered. Again he turned and made a dash in an opposite quarter, hardly knowing what lay ahead of him, yet desirous of evading capture. Then his pussuge was blocked—guns threatened him. the shining bayonets being within a foot of his throat. It was all up, at least so far as es cape was concerned, and Paul was forced to admit this with a grunt of disgust. So he dropped the point of his sword to the ground as a sign of yielding, and made no resistance when they disarmed him. A minute later he regretted his help lessness more than words could tell, for the French officer came and sur veyed him with grim contemptuous mien, and Paul recognized his old foe man, Conrad Hoffman. (To be continued.) THE POPE’S WILL. Document Drawn Up When III* Holiness Was 2 7 Year* Oltl. It is not generally known that the Pope made a will us long ago as 1837. A copy of the document is before me. It reads: "I leave my soul in the hands of God and of the blessed Mary. I Institute as the heirs of my property my dear | brothers, Charles and John Baptist, in j equal shares, enjoining upon them to . have fifty masses suid for the benefit of my soul each year for a period ol five years, after which time they will 1 be relieved of this duty, although 1 ] recommend myself to their love and i charity to help my soul still further. I I also impose upon them the duty of distributing twenty scudi each year to the most needy poor of Carpinoto, my native town. I bequeath to my Uncle Anthony, as a token of my re spect and affection, the porcelain ser vice, which His Eminence,, Cardinal Sala, presented to me.” This was made when the Pope was only 27 years old and at a time when his health was so poor that he did not expect to survive many months. Yet he has outlived every man of his time, \ every associate of his youth, every | Cardinal that belonged to the Sacred ' College when he was elevated to it. Chlncac Di-ntul Method*. Some interesting specimens of Chinese dentistry have recently been shipped to Philadelphia by Dr. P. T. i Carrington of Bankok, Siam, who pre- | sented them to the University of Penn- j sylvania. The consignment, which is now on exhibition in the Dental museum, includes two pairs of crudely : made forceps, used by the Chinese in extracting teeth, and many other specimens of the dental profession, 1 among which are some artificial teeth carved from ivory. Some of the speci- i mens presented by Dr. Carrington which have attracted particular atten tion among Penn's dental students are several teeth affected by betel-nut chewing, which works such great havoc with the teeth of orientals. A model illustrating the practice ! among the Siamese of mutilating their [ teeth by filing, is also among the col lection. It takes a father to point an exam ple, but a mother to be one. ROCHAMBEAU STATUE AT WASHINGTON Presidents Roosevelt and Loubet of France. Statue of the Great French Soldier Who Aided the Colonies In Their Fight for Independence. Rochambeau Statue Unveiled at Washington, May 24. CROKER'S NIECE ON THE STAGE Mri. Unlay Morgan Hua Deelileil to Knter Vitudevllle. Richard Croker’a niece, Mrs. Daisy Morgan, will go on tho vaudeville Stage. Mrs. Morgan has adopted the stage name of Dnisy Welstead, which was Mr. Croker’a mother's maiden name. Sin- will open in a vaudeville sketch entitled “The Last Lesson.” Mrs. Morgan Is 25 years old, and Is of very attractive appearance. She is Mr. Croker’s favorite niece. Her mother's name was Honoro Victoria Croker. Her first attempt at anything in tho dramatic lino was last November, when she had a smart part with the Baker stock company that appeared for a week in the Criterion theater, Brooklyn. She is a clever violinist, and wil play a solo in the sketch. A Vnnkon Amazon. The memory of Deborah Sampson <'.annett, the woman soldier in the revolutionary war who fought under i lie name of Robert Shurtleff. was honored lately at a banquet at Sha ron, Mass., where she lived moro ilian forty years. Her body lies at Kockridge cometery in that town. LAST Of HISTORIC BATTLESHIP Flames soon will consume the cum bersome hulk of the battleship Ver mont. The ship recently was placed on the retired list, and is to be sold at auction. After it has been stripped of everything of value to be found on it, what remains of the historic old boat will in all probability be burned, ami all trace of one of the finest ves sels In the United States navy will then be obliterated. There was a time when tho Ver mont was regarded as a formidable agent of war, but for several years it has not been in active service be muse it was regarded as unfit for tis>* on the sea. After Its direct value to the navy department ended the '■jrmont was transformed into a re where the grave Is frequently pointed out to visitors. The banqueting hall was decoratod with the national colors, and Inter mingled in letters were the his toric names: Deborah Sampson, Mary l.yon. Anne Hutchingson and Hannah Dustin. In a conspicuous placo was a placard on which were the words, “I Was There.” This referred to Debo rah Sampson's oft-repeated saying in her lectures on the battles in which she had participated while dressed as a man. One of tho speakers during the evening suggested that these words be placed upon Sharon’s town seal. Frnah Kite* Tw»l»n Vi-iiri Ulil. M. Louis Parisot, an eminent French chemist, has discovered a liquid which he claims to he capable of preserving the freshness of eggs for a period of twelve years. A year ago he placed a large num ber of these delicacies in the liquid, getting a magistrate to witness his act and seal the tank wita his official seal. 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