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o/Da.ma.sc\js CHAPTER II. The Terrible Julian. In fear and trembling sat Ulin, await :.ng robber. Half an hour passed, and she had not been troubled but during that time she had witnessed transactions which were not calculated to allay her fears. She had seen over fifty of the king's guards bound and led away, and Bhe saw that a number of the robbers had been placed on guard at the en trance of the rocky passage. They •were wild, savage looking men, ap pearing to her fear-wrought vision, like the evil spirits she had heard her old black nurse tell about. At length the sound of feet was heard near at hand, and very shortly the door of the apartment was opened, and a black slave entered.- It was a. woman, and one of those whom the king had left. "Good lady," she said, trembling as she spoke, "the hour (of doom has come. I am a slave to a new master, and that master has sent me to tell you that he wishes to see you." "Who is he?" asked Ulin. "I don't know, but I think he is Ju lian, the Scourge. His look is terrible.. Upon his brow sits the thundercloud, and in his eye flashes the forked light ning!" "Will he come up here?" "He said so." "I have no power to prevent him. Tell him I am weak and defenceless, and at his mercy." The slave bowed and withdrew, and In a little while some one else came. A heavy footfall sounded without, and the door was slowly and carefully opened. But, who is this? What spirit has thus appeared in the palace! A man had entered the chamber alone. He was youthful—not more than three or Tour-and-twenty—with kindly look, and of noble bearing. He was not larger of frame than common men but the perfect symmetry of form, the exact correspondence cf all the parts the delicate rounding of the graceful outline, and the filling up of all points where sources of strength could be deposited, gave token of a power which might lead the careless observer to pronounce him a giant. I He gazed upon the beautiful maiden Tor some moments without speaking, Eeeming to drink in a new inspiration from her loveliness, as the student of nature does when some new and un expected scene of grandeur bursts upon his vision. "Fair lady," he said in softest tones, "permit me to hope that this intrusion may be pardoned. I would not give you pain, and if you have been alarm ed, be assured that you have cause for it no more. Tell me how I ma serve you." I He approached her as he spoke, and Bhe, without hardly realizing what she did, arose and gave him her hand. If he had gazed upon her with admira tion, her own feelings had not been en tirely different. Her woman's in Btlnct told her that here was a man Whom she could trust and her wo man's heart beat with an emotion en tnrely new ,and strange. 1 "Noble sir," she said, meeting his feaze with the strength of perfect trustfulness, "Heaven has sent you to save me from the dread man who has made his way to this place. If you have the power to do it, you will lead me to bless you forevermore." "Of what man do you speak?" asked the stranger, still holding her hands. "I speak of him who is known as the Scourge of Damascus—of the terrible Julian." The man was silent for a few mo ments, but he did not withdraw his gaze from the maiden's face. "Sweet lady," he at length said, speaking very lowly arid tenderly, "I am informed that the king of Damas cus has sent you hither to keep you eafely until he can make you his wife." "He hath done so^ sir." "And yet it seems that he did not provide so wisely, after all. Would you wish to be carried to the king?" "No, no, sir—not to the king. I would be carried to my father." There could be no mistaking the character of the emotions under which the princess spoke. With all the king's power her hope was not in him. The stranger marked the changes of her countenance and, while a warmer light shone in his handsome eyes, he Tesumed— "I cannot say when you shall be re turned to your father but I can give you my solemn assurance that. I can protect you. I will protect you from the hands of those whom you have cause to fear and, at the same time, I will regard you as a sacred trust, to be respected and purely cherished. 'And now, lady, have I your confi dence?" He let go her hands, held until now, and when he had taken a seat not far from her, he continued: "Lady Ulin, you have spoken of Ju lian, and I see that you fear him. Did you ever see him?" Ulin shuddered as she answered in the negative. "Did you ever hear his story?" "No, sir. Albia has told me some thing, but not much." "I can tell you the whole, if you would hear it." "I should like to hear it, fair sir." "Believe me, lady, when you have heard what I shall tell you, you will not regard Julian with so much of ab Copyrighted 1891 by Robert Bonner's Sons. the coming of the terrible A Story cf the East... By SYLVANUS COBB. JR. horrence. But ot one thing I give you warning: In telling the story of Ju lian I must speak harsh words against your affianced husband." "My—affianced—husband repeated Ulin, with a troubled pause between her words. "I mean Horam, King of Damas cus," said the stranger, regarding the beautiful maiden as though he read her every thought. "I am not keeper over the character of Horam. The truth, spoken in a true cause, will not offend me." "Then, lady, let me first assure you that Julian is not the monster your fears have painted. He has never done wrong to any, save the powerful of Damascus. Go to the forests- and mountains of Lebanon, and you shall find a thousand poor peasants whose families he has befriended. He has taken gold and jewels, and precious stuffs of silk and linen, from the stores of Horam but he hath not made him self rich therefrom. He and his fol lowers have lived, and beyond this the booty has been bestowed upon the poor and needy. Julian hath also waylaid and broken up caravans and turned back many expeditions which the king had sent out. He may be just what hath been said—he may be the Scourge of Damascus, but he has no wish to trouble honest men. His aim has been, vengeance upon the king." "And why should he seek such ven geance upon the king?" asked Ulin. "I will tell you, lady. But for the king of Damascus Julian might be now one of the most free and happy men living but a3 it is, he is a stranger and an outcast upon the face of the earth. He is a wanderer, without a home, and with only such friends as are bound to him in his adventurous and danger ous course. Once many years ago—he had parents arid the prospect of life was bright before him but in an un happy hour the gloom and the dark ness came. Horam, in wicked, jealous wrath, swept away all that was bright and promisihg from the path of Julian and shut out the star of hope forever. O, sweet lady, I dare not pain yoi^r ear with all that Horam did. Were I to tell you all, you would regard the king as such a monster that your heart would close against him, and your very soul would shrink at the sound of his name. As true as the heavens are above us, so true is it that the heart of Julian is not evil. When he looks back upon the utter desola tion of his young life, and realizes that the king of Damascus malignantly, and cruelly brought .the curse upon him can you wonder that his soul is fraught with vengeance?" "I never heard this story before," said Ulin, her voice trembling with deep emotion. "If it is true, as you have told me, I cannot blame Julian so much." "And yet you fear him, lady?" "I cannot help it. He hath come hither in battle array, and made war against me." "Nay, nay, sweet lady. You do much mistake his intent. I can tell you why he came hither. He heard from a mes senger whom he met upon the plains of fMarthal, that a fair damsel was shut up here—a maiden whom the king in tended to marry. It might have pleas ed him to deprive Horam of a wife but it pleased him more to release a gentle lady from such enslavement. He knows what the king of Damascus has, ere this, done unto his wives. He has heard that the dark waters of the Pharpor are but a short span from the royal bed. And hence he came to set free one whom he feared might meet a worse fate than the encounter ing of the Scourge of Damascus. Did he commit a grievous sin in this, lady?" "Indeed, sir, I know not what to say." "Will you not see Juliain? Do not shudder. I assure you that he will be most gentle in his bearing.' But I know he would like to speak with you —he would hear from your own lips that you do not think him a monster and he would also know your pleas ure." "When will he come?" "Let it be tomorrow morning, lady. It is near evening now, and your rest shall not be disturbed. You may sleep as safely tonight as ever you slept upon your mother's bosom, and so shall you be safe while I am near you. You will see Julian in the morning?" "You will come with him?" "If you wish it, lady." "I do wish it, for I feel that I am acquainted with you and, further more, I have said that I would trust you." "It shall be so." And thus speaking the visitor arose, and moved towards the door. He turn ed, with his hand upon the latch, and added: "I trust that your dreams may be sweet and pleasant. If dark phaptoms come to your pillow they shall not be of Julian. TMjere is another whom you have more cause to dread—one who, in hard and hoary age would feast upon the charms of your loveliness. Par don me, for I go with a blessing breathed upon thee." In a moment more the man was gone, and the door was closed behind him. Ulin gazed vacantly upon the spot where he had stood, until she felt a hand upon her shoulder. She started and looked up and it was only Albia. "My dear mistress, is not this a strange adventure?",.. "Very 6trange," replied the princess, casting her eyes to the floor, and then slowly raising them to that vacant spot. "What do you ttyink of the strange man?" the slave girl pursued, sitting down by her lady'3 side. "What do you think of him?" said Ulin. "I think he is very handsome. He is the most noble looking man I ever saw." Ulin showed by her look that she was grateful for this answer. It pleas ed her, iT though she may not have known it. "Such a man could not be a bad man," she said. "Deception cannot dwell in such a face." "I should think not," returned Albia, to whom the remarks had been put in the form of questions. "And what do you think of the story he told concerning the robber Julian?" "I think he told us the truth, my lady. As he went on with the tale, I remembered that I had heard It just so before. He told us the truth." "Then the king must be a hard, bad man, Albia?" "I mast not answer you lady. The king is to be your husband, and it is not well that you should urge me to speak against him." "Indeed, girl, I asked you to do no such thing. I did not mean that you should speak against the king." "Then you should have asked me n6 question touching his character. I would rather talk of this man who has just left us. I, who am only a poor slave, could love such a man." Ulin lifted her hand to her heart, and pressed It th^re as though some new feeling had crept in to worry her, and, as she sat thus, one of her black slaves came in to see if she would like her supper. "Not now, Calypso," said the prin cess, starting up. "You may bring me some grapes, and a few dates. But first, tell me what these strange men are doing. How many of them are there here?" "Not more than a score of them are in the palace, my mistress, ,but there are thousands of them outside of the valley." Ulin had no disposition to argue the point so she asked what the robbers were doing. "Albia," said the princess, after the black slave had gone, "I do not believe that Julian is such a terrible looking man, after all. What do, you think?" "I think," replied Albia, "that peo ple have described him who never saw him, and that their fear-fraught imag inations drew the picture." "So I think," returned Ulin. She gazed a few moments upon that old vacant spot, and then added: "I shall see him on the morrow, and I must say that the thought is not frightful. I feel assured that he means me no harm." "Yet," ventured Albia, "it is a curi ous whim which should lead him to seek to release you from the hands of the king. But I don't know as we can wonder at it. Perhaps he thought you were some friendless girl who did not know—" The princess motioned for her com panion to stop. "We will not talk of the king, Al bia: and, touching this Julian, we shall know more when we see him (To be continued.) COURTSHIP ENDED. The Marriage of a Coupla stop* Gosilp In the Eaat. The end of the troubles of Miss Jennie Howell of Scranton, Pa., and Edward B. Dean of Hackensack, N. J., came when they were married. The courtship of Mr. Dean and Miss Howell was attended by unusual difficulties. The young couple met at Atlantic City last summer and were mutually at tracted. Miss Dean was a woman of 31, and an invalid. Mr. Dean was a widower of 48, and each was well situ ated with regard to worldly goods. Mr. Dean frequently visited Miss How ell in Scranton, and a story was soon circulated that they were engaged. This was violently opposed by Miss Howell's brother, Franklin Howell, who instituted proceedings to have her declared a lunatic. How these pro ceedings finally collapsed in the face of the testimony of expert physicians from Philadelphia was told in the pa pers a short time ago. In answering the questions of the marriage license docket in court, Mr. Dean had placed on the records mention of the fact that he was divorced from his first wife in Cameron county in December, 1879, and his second wife died on March 17, 1900. Cork Industrial Exhibition. The Cork Industrial exhibition, which is to be held next year, has not only been supported by substantial subscriptions from both Cork and Dub lin, but it has now been given the sup port of the Irish department of agri culture and technioal instruction, of which Mr. Horace Plunkett is presi dent. The department, It is an nounced, has allocated a sum of £5,000 for the purpose of the exhibi tion, subject to'the general scheme be ing approved by the department. A portion of the sum will'be devoted by the department to the organization of an exhibit of products, appliances, and processes relating to industries, which are capable of being introduced into, Ireland, or when already established, or being developed. To get people interested in you, you have got to make them think you are interested in them. The highest reach of human science is the scientific recognition of human ignorance.—William Hamilton.. .-i i£ fiV vS V? \i There is much difference between buying goods at a home place of busi ness and ordering them by mall from a catalogue house from a mere picture or description. We want to point out to you a few facts that you may never have even thought of. Here you go into a store and make your wants known. The salesman shows you the desired arti cle a,nd if necessary helps select or suggests to you the artiple best suited to you. Right there you have a chance to examine the quality, to see the style, to select the size and color, as the case may be you can compare the different qualities, etc., and then if all is satisfactory, and in your judgment the price right, you will make the pur chase. When you get home and upon a rigid examination you find a flaw Pictures Lie. On the other hand, you order an ar ticle by mail. You look through the catalogue. The item is there (that is, a picture and a smoothly written de scription). We know that the picture of a $5.00 suit looks as good as the one for $20.00. You read the description it seems to be what you want, and you send the money, because they want the money with your order. You can order the goods on inspection by send ing part in money, balance C. O. D., but there is usually so much incon venience in refusing a shipment that nine times out of ten you will accept the goods though they are not what you expected to get. When the article comes it is not what you expected, it may not fit, or something is broken or has a flaw in it. If Mr. Catalogue man was right there you would not accept it, but he is so far away, he has your money. He says he will send money back, but rather than go to all that trouble you would accept the shipment. We know of one particular instance where a good fel low ordered a heating stove, think it was $8.95. When the stove came he was very much disappointed. It was a very small size. He told us he never got any use of It. Now If this same man had gone to one of our dealers and seen this same stove at $8.95 he would never have bought it he would have selected one at $12 or $14 and obtained the right kind for his use and been satisfied. More Illustrations. Another case came under our notice recently. A certain young man needed a suit of clothes. Our home dealers had them, but after reading the glow ing description in these catalogues, he thought we were entirely too high priced. He ordered—the suit came. It was to have been all wool (we know it wasn't). Then the style of the coat was from a few years back. It was a misfit, being fully a size too la^ge, but he had sent the money. Another time a good farmer ordered five rolls of barb wire. When it came and he had paid the freight, he found he could have saved $1 and a good deal of time and trouble by buying at home. Also this came to our notice: A man ordered wire fencing. The picture looked so good he desired to put it up around his home. When it came it was so different that he stored it away in his smoke house, as it was not suited for his use at all. We know of scores of other instances where goods receiv ed were not up to expectations. We know it to be a fact that vehi cles and, farm machinery bought from some of these concerns which looked cheap at the time of purchase, but af ter a few years' usage proved that had these people bought from their home dealer, although at a higher price, they would actually have received more for their money—and so it is all through the line. Harness Poor Grades. Take harness and saddlery there are several good reasons why you should buy of. your home dealer. First, all the harness is made right here at home In a careful manner out of the best quality oak tanned leather—not like Mr. Catalogue Man does—who sim ply goes to a manufacturer and says, at what price can you make so many sets of harness, something that I can give a good description of, but caring not how it is made or how long it will last? He does not expect to sell more than one set to a customer, for experience has proved that when some one had a set sent they did not desire a second one. Another thing. If you have an old set of harness or collar to repair, does Mr. Catalogue Man repair them for you? No! If you want a new set of hEvness you can bring your catalogue with you to the home dealer and he will be glad to figure with you and save you from $1 to $3 a set. Then here you can ex amine the goods, have changes made if you like, and your money will stay at home aud do this community some good, .. BUY AT HOME Calumet The Difference Between Ordering by Mail From a Catalogue House and Buying at Your Home Store. 01* crack in your purchase, or maybe in size too large or small, or blue instead of black, then the next day or a week after you go to town to your Mr. Deal er, who will gladly exchange the item or refund you the money. Then how many times does your home dealer extend you credit? Has he not waited on you until your crops matured or until your produce is ready for market or until pay day? All these are accommodations you can get only at home, and are, at times, of much help. The, Way They. Do It. The mail order house will take a well-known brand of shotgun, say the Smith Hammerless, and offer it at $25. This gun they describe with a few lines and send a small cut or pic ture of it.. Next page they will use a large cut of their own brand of gun, and what they do not say about this gun is not worth saying. This wonderful gun they price at $19.87, and according to description this gun is worth a great deal more. The reader orders the $19.87 gun, on which the supply house makes a profit of 50 per cent, while if he had ordered the $25 gun they would not have made 5 per cent. But listing a well-known brand at a cheap price establishes con fidence and helps them gain their point to sell their own brand at a big profit. It would set city people wild if these supply houses actually had values with style and quality. They would not need to leave their own large cities to sell at the/ prices they quote, as the city people would go wild over the bar gains. But with style and value lack ing they dare not show their goods in the city where the prospective cus tomer would have the opportunity for comparison, but by cleverly worded and exaggerated description they make the country people believe they are offering more desirable wares than the country merchant keeps at a less price, and having no opportunity for comparison before buying, many pea pie are actually duped. Baits of Leaders. We know it is a fact that many ar ticles are priced in these catalogues cheaper than you can find them in your home stores. Have you ever thought of the reason why that is? It is not because he cannot get these goods and sell them to you at just as low prices, but it is because he is afraid to sell you articles that have no merit and because you can reach him daily and expect him to make it good. You expect to get goods of satisfac tory quality or he may lose your trade. He is your personal friend and Is afraid to sell you goods he cannot recom mend. If he had never seen you nor expected to, and is several hundred miles away and could get the money first, he would be in a different post tion. Remember we don't want to say that you can't get good goods from these concerns, for we know that you can, but these better grades cost you as much and more than they do at home, with the exception of a few baits and leaders. There is still one more thing to beai in mind and which we think a serious one. Supposing the mail order houses could sell goods cheaper and every body would order their goods from them—the Iofiifil stores would soon be no more and you would then be oblig ed to send for everything. Remember a store cannot be kept up with the small purchases if the money is sent away for the big things. You have then succeeded in ruining your home trade and you have helped to build up an enormous corporation in some far away city. Your home consumption and market would decrease, the value of your farms and houses we«uld be come less valuable, for you well know if a town goes back the value of it and its surroundings decrease. Sending your money away you get nothing but the goods spending ft at home it will come back to you in better towns, better stores, better schools, better churches and better social adva» tages.' Home Industries. Is not the building up of your small town more to you than the building up of some faraway city? Is it not a fact that if our town had 10,000 population instead of 1,000 it would be better for us all? Would there not be much more employment would not these people consume more products and consequently make a "better market would not the small homes with one lot be doubled in value and every farm within a radius of ten miles be worth $10 to $50 an acre more? Therefore' is it only a good thing for the merchant or tradesman if you buy of him? Is it not just as good a thing for you? Another thing. You probably have a family and some time one of your sons may think of going into business for himself. Where is there a chance for the young man with a limited cap ital to ever become a merchant when the people send their money to build up these gigantic corporations to com. pete with your son or your son's son? Home. Interests First. True citizenship is not all in rallying around the 'Star-Spangled Banner" of our country and singing "Hail Colum bia." The spirit of true patriotism is shown by the man who patronizes home industry first, last and all the time. It is quite amusing to read the smooth talk used in catalogues to de ceive readers into sending their or ders. They say that goods are sent in plain packages because many mer chants who buy of them to sell again object to having their name 'appear on boxes, etc. We want tfo tell you we honestly believe not a single merchant in this United States orders any goods from, these concerns. He cannot buy from them and stay In business. A good merchant buys from the manufac turers. The statement Is made to make you, Mr. Reader, believe that you can buy as cheap as your merchant. Health— Economy The tJear Creature*. Rosa—Miss Flipp says she has her clothes fitted on a dummy. Tess—So? I just met her and she said she was all tired out from stand ing up at her modiste's.—Detroit Free^ Press. According to Dorothy. Dorothy is a sweet little maid of two and a half. Her father never car ries a cane, arid when a caller cagie in with one one day she was observed standing before it rapt in contempt* tion. "Well, Dorothy," said her mother, "what's that?" Dorothy looked up with a puzzled ex pression. "Umbwella wlvout any clothes on," she said.—Llppincott's Magazine. CAPT. GRAHAM'S CORE. Sores on Face and Back—Tried Man/ Doctors Without Success Gives Thanks to Cuticura. Captain W. S. Graham, 1321 Boll SU Wheeling, W. Va., writing under date of June 14, '04, says "I am so grateful I want to thank God that a friend recommended Cuticura Soap and Ointment to me. I Buffered for a long time with sores on my face and back. Some doctors said I had blood poiBon and others that 1 had barbers' itch. None of them did me any good, but they all took my money. My friends tell me my skin now looks as clear as a baby's, and I tell them all that Cuticura Soap and Cuticura Ointr ment did it." BOIEING WATER KILLS IT. Life Energy and Natural Carbonatlng Are Lost. "There is a vast amount of Ignor ance at large on the important sub ject of water," said ex-Congressman Thad Pound of Chippewa Falls. Many are satisfied with the knowledge that it consists of two parts of hydrogen and one of oxygen. Pure water (that least impregnated with foreign mat ter) Is the most powerful solvent In nature, and to this quality is due its highest office. Boiling impure water precipitates some of the foreign mat^H" held in solution, but fails to remove much of the most harmful elements, while boiling it the oxygen, which eoot stftutes the life energy of water, is al most exhausted. It is significant that fish will not survive in boiled water. The life is gone from it. Filters re move solids in form, but leave an in definite quantity of harmful salts and deleterious foreign matter in solution. From the start they begin and continue by their own process to become cor rupted, untiT soon rendered hatching places for imprisoned disease germs. Distillation absolutely destroys the life energy of water, and the natural car bonic acid, so essential as a preserva tive, is lost. These elements cannot be restored artificially.—Milwaukee Free OLD FASHIONED PARE. Hot Braeuits, Griddle-Cake*, Pies and Puddinga. The food that madto the father* strong is sometimes uaftt tor the chil dren under the new conditions that our changing civilization is constantly bringing in. One o{ Mr.'Bryan's neigh bors in the great state of Nebraska writes: "I was raised in the South, wher* hot biscuits, griddle-cakes, pies and-, puddings are eaten at almost every meal, and by the time I located in. Nebraska I found myself a suffener from indigestion and its attendant ills—distress and pains after meals, an almost constant headache, diull, heavy sleepiness by day and sleep* lessness by night, loss of flesh, impahN ed memory, ejte., etc. "I was rapidly becoming iasapaci tated for business when a valuedj friend suggested a change in my dlet^ the abandonment of heavy, rich stuff* and the use of Grape-fcuts food. I fol lowed the good advice and shall air ways be thankful that I did BO. "Whatever may be the experience of others, the beneficial effects of the change were apparent in my case al most immediately. My stomach, whiph had rejected other food for so long, t«)ok to Grape-Nuts most Fiddly in a day or two my headady|%taa gone, I began to sleep healthfully and before a week was out thfe Bcales showed that my lost weight was com ing back. My memory was restored with the renewed Vigor that I felt in body and mind. For three years now Grape-Nuts food has kept me in prime condition, and I propose *it shall fo the rest of my days. "And by the way, my 2% year old baby is as fond of Grape-NutB as I am, always Insists on having it. It keeps her as healthy and hearty as they make them." Name given by Postum, Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There's a reason. Head the little book, "The Road to Wellvllle," In pkga. 4