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“THE ISLAND OF DR. MOREAU™
gmyrlghl. 1606, by Stone & Kimball.)
ND with these xix creatures
. guifing us, we went through
- the tumult of ferns and creep
& and tree.stems toward the north.
t. Then came a yelling, a crash
among the branches, and a little
fithk homuncuiug rushed by us shriek
{fig. Immediately after appeared a
rful monster in headlong pursuit,
-bedabbled, who was among us
mmfl_ before he could stop his ca
teer. The gray Thing leapt aside,
mlink. with a snarl, flew at it, and
2: struck aside. Montgomery fired‘
missed, bowed his head, threw up
arm, and turned to run. [ fired,
the Thing still came on: fired
in, point-blank, into its ugly face.
w ite features vanish in a flash;
face was driven in. Yet it passed
gripped Montgomery, and, hnld-v|
him, fell headlong beside him and
led him sprawling upon itself ln‘
desith ngony. s "o |
R -y "W T TV Y
Y 9 found myself alone with M'ling,
‘c dead *brute, and the prostrate
&'n, Montgomery raised himself
wly and stared in a muddled way
g the shattered Beast Man beside
m. It more than half sobered him.
En gcrambled to his feet. Then I
' the gray Thing returning cau
ggml)' through the trees,
cn'See,” said 1, pointing to the dead
m:e, “is the Law not alive? This
e of breaking the Law.”
wHe peered at the body. “He sends
Gie Fire that kiils,” said he, In his
deep voice, repeating part of the
Bltual. The.others gathered round
and stared for a space,
™At jast we drew near the westward
extremity of the island. We came
&m: the gnawed and mutilated body
the puma, its shoulder bone
mnhvd by a bullet, and perhaps
nty yards farther found at last
x?:: we sought, Moreau lay face
‘nward in a trampled space in a
sxmbruke One hand was almost
severed atthe wrist, and his sllvery
E‘r was dabbled in blood. His head
beon battered in by the fetters of
' puma. The broken canes beneath
&n were smeared with blood, His
olver we could not find, Montgom -
% turned him over.
w*Resting at intervals, and with Phe
mp of the seven Beast People (for
was a heavy man), we carried
veau back to the inclosure. The
ht was darkling. Twice we heard
een creatures howling and shriek
a past our little, band. and once the
le pink sloth-creature appeared
d stared at us, and vanished again.
t we were not attacked again, At
gates of the inclosure our compa
of Beast People left us, Mling
ng yr‘lth the vest. We locked our
selves In, and then took Moreau's
ngled body into the yard and laid
pon a pile of brushiwood. Then 'we
) t Into the laboratory and put an
to all we found living there,
’nt.gohnex_'y.'l ‘““Bank Holiday."’
HEN this wap accomplished,
and we had washed and eat
- en, Montgomery and I went
» my little room and seriously dis
sed our position for the first time.
as then near midnight. He was
ost sober, but greatly disturbed in
mind. He had been strangely
er the influence of Moreau's per
ality, I do not think it had ever
aurr(-d to him that Moreau could
Me. This disaster was the sudden
apse of the habitssthat had be
e part of his nature in the ten or
re monotonous vears he had spent
the island. He talked vaguely,
wered my questions crookedly,
dered into general questions.
“WThis silly ass of a world,” he said;
“what a mudde it all is! T haven't
@yl any life. 1 wonder when it's go
dg to begin. Sixteen years being
ballied by nurses and schoolmasters
gtitheir own sweet will; five in Lon
dep grinding hard ar medicine, bad
fhod, shabby lodgings, shabby clothes,
shabby vice, a blunder-—I didn’t know
My better—and hustled off to this
hestly island. Ten years here!
What's it all for, Prendick? Are we
Kifhbles blown by a baby?"
igz t was bard to deal with such rav
g s.
“#The tmnf we have to think of
> gaid 1, *“la how to get away
this island.”
“#What's thg good of getting away?
IQ’ an outcast. Where am [ to join
» It's all very well for you, Pren
. Poor old Moreau! We can't
feave him here to have his bones
ed. 'As it is— And, besides, what
| Decome of the decent part of the
st Folk?"’ a
Well,” sald 1, “that will do to
row. - I've been thinking we might
ke that brushwood into a pyre.and
¢rn his body—and those other
thlngs. Then what will happen with
the Beast Folk?”
1 don't kncw. 1 suppose those
that were made of heasts of prey will
gake silly asses of themselves sooner
later. We can’t massacre the lot—
we? 1 suppose that's what your
wmmny would suggest? But they
| change. They are sure (o
cglnge."
ie talked thus inconclusively until
atelast 1 felt my temper going.
",,’D:zmna!ion!" he, exclaimed at some
ulance of mine; “can’t you see I'm
{Eu worse hole than you are?” And
he-got up, and went for the brandy.
“Mrink!"” he said returning, "you
lemic-chopping, chalky-faced saint of
ait atheist, drink!”
Not I” said 1, and sat grimly
\z_ldnng his face under the yellow
paraffin flare, as he drank himself
imto a garrulous misery.
have a memory of infinite tedium.
l*E wandered into a maudlin defense
ot the Beast People and of M'ling.
Miing, he said, was the only thing
18Bt had ever reully cared for him.
'pd suddenly an idea, came to him,
“I'm danined!” sald he, staggering
tahis feet and clutching the brandy
bille.
Y sgme flash of intuition 1 knew
| whet-4t was he intended. "You
don't give drink to that beast!”
I'said, rising and facing'him.
‘Beast!” he said. “You're the beast.
[ takes his liquor like a Christlan.
e out of the way, Prendick!”
wFor God's sake”, ulf.!.
#Get—out Qf the way!” he roared,
331 suddeniy whipped out his re
ver,
*Very well” said I, and stood aside,
kglf-mirded to fall upon “him as he
p‘t his hand upon the latch, but de-
Each of Us Sees in Another Man What We Have 1t Im° Qursetves 10 oee
terred by the thought of my useless
arm. “You've made a beast of your
self--to the heasts ycu may go.”
He flung the “doorway open and
stood half facing me between the yel
law lamplight and the pallid glare of
the moon, his eye sockets were
blotches of hlack undgr his stubbly
evebrows,
“You're a solemn prig, Prendick, a
gilly ase! You're always fearing and
fancying. We're on the edge of
things. I'm bound to cut my throat
to-morrow. I'm going to have a
damned Bank Holiday to-night,” He
turned and went out into’'the moon
light, “M'ling!"” he cried; “M'ling, old
friend!"” .
Three dim creatures in the silvery
light came along the edge of the wan
heach—one a white-wrapped crea
ture, the other two hlotches of black
neks following It. They halted, star
ing. Then 1 saw M'ling’s hunched
~houlders ag he came round the cors
ner of the house. repat
“Drink!"” eried Montgomery, “drink,
vou brutes! Drink and be men!
Damme, I'm the cleveregt. Moreau
forgot this; this is the last touch.
Drink, I tell you!” And waving the
bottle \# his hand. he started off at a
kind of\quick trot to the westward,
M'ling ranging himself between him
and the three dim creatures who fol
lowed, . 4 i
1 went to the doorway. They were
already Indistinct in the mist of the
moonlight before Montgomery halted.
I gaw Him administer a dose of the
raw brandy to M’'ling, and saw the
five figures melt into one vague patch,
“Sing!" 1 heard Montgomery shout
—*ging all together. Confound old
Prendick!” 'That's right; now again,
‘Confound old Prendick.””
The black group broke up into five
geparate figures, and wound slowly
o His Fatal Ingenuity - ® |
I it had not poured rain that day,
I (‘reamer wbuld never have perpe-‘
trated the deed. This was because
he had come to Tamarack Inn to ex
ercige his fishing pole, not his imagi
nation, It was a steady, whole-hearted
fall rain that was not’to be trified
with, however, and Creamer Idled
around the quaint cld office dlsconso
jately till he saw the shelves. ‘Dime
nock, the proprietor, had fiiled them
with an assortment of junk. There
were revolvers falling to pleces, car
tridges, pleces of ore, straps from
saddles—a conglomeration .of stuff,
Grinning, Creamer set to work.,
Dimnock, when the rejuvenated
shelves burst upon him an hour or
two later, opened and-shut his mouth
like one of Cpeamer’s, fisa, y §
“This is just what you: need, old
man,” explained the youth, soothing
vy, “It gives tone to the plage. If
vou'd put glass doors in front of 'em,
you could raise the price of board.
Let me call your attention to this re
volver. You sée-the lahel reads: ‘Pur
chased hy Mr. Dimnock from the heirs
of General Witt, who fell at Bull Run.
Over 30 men are supposed to have
fallen under its fire’ ——"
“That's the cook's old gun,” gasped
Dimnock.
“You're mistaken,” said Creamer,
firmly. "And the label on this car
tridge belt says that it was picked up
on a bhattlefleld in the Philippines.
This ore came from South Africa
from a mine that the Boers later blew
up. Behold, a part of General Cus
ter's saddle! Here is a bowie knife
that belonged to Daniel Boone——"
“We clean fish with it!"
“Shocking!"” reproved Creamer, "Not
now—it’'s too valuable. This belt was
worn by Roosevelt at San Juan,
and——"
“Ha, ha!” burst out Dimnock
“That's mine. | got it at the corners.”
“Forget it, advised C(reamer
"Y%)u'\'v no idea how this will please
Your patrons next summer--let it
alone, now!"”
That was last seasong Creamer
weht up to Tamarack Inn this spring
and Dimnock fell upon him on nis ar
rival, “They stand in front of those
shelves,” he expostulated, “and they
;uy; ‘Oh, mah-ma! Just see heah!
sn't it in-t'resting?” And then they
come and ask me foolish questions
that I don’t know the answers to! I'm
crazy! Now, you tend to it if you
think it's so funny!”
At first Creamer had the pleasant
est time of his life, and the tales he
rippled forth as to the fad of their
host in collecting relics of war and
the chase caused that gentleman to
Up-,-to- Date Jokes
A Norfolk man tells a tale of a
Cockney visitor. They were sitting at
the dinner table when the man from
town waved his hand across the table.
“Urikey!” he said, “there’'s a rum
lookin' blue-bottle on the jam pud
ain"."
The “blue-bottle,” which happened
to be a wasp, made a dart for his dis
turber, alignted on his ear and signi
fied his disapproval in the usual man
ner. {
“Great Scot!" exclaimed the Lon
doner, “that blessed fly must have
peén round the mustard pot, too!”
. - -
Small Boy (te charitable lady)—
Please, mother says she's much bet
ter of the complaint wot you gives 'er
guinine for, but she's awful ill of the
disease wot's cured by port wine and
chicken broth.
5:. - - ¢
A burly Jack Tar was escorting his
best girl across the car lines when a
car came bowling around the“corner and
nearly upset the two.
**Hi, there, ver blind landlubber!”
velled Jack to the conductor. “Can’t
yer see where yer qolnt? Do yer want
ter knock us dewn?"’
“What ver jawin' at?” cried the con
ductor. *I ain’t drivin’, am I?"
“*No,” roared the yxdlgnnnt sailor, “but
you're steering, ain’t yver?"’
- - -
~ She was well over 80 years of age,
and for the first time in her life she
had been taken to a picture palace,
away from me along the band of
shining beach. KEach went howling
at his own sweet wiil, yelpln. insuits
at me, or glving whatever other vent
this new inspiration of brandy de
manded. Presently 1 heard Mont
gomery's voice shouting, “Right
turn!” and they passed with their
shouts and howls into the blacknegs
of the landward trees. Slowly, very
slowly, they receded into &ilence.
The peaceful splendor of the night
healed again, 'l'he moon was now
past the meridian and traveling down
the west. 1t wag at its full, and very
bright riding through the empty blue
sky, The shadow of the wall lay, a
vard wide and of inky blackness, at
my feet., The eastward sea was a
featureless gray, dark and mysteri
ous, and between the s and the
shadow the gray sands & volcanic
glass and crystals) (lashed and shone
Jike a beach of diamonds. Behind
me the paraffin lamp flared hot and
ruddy.
Then | shut the door, locked it, and
went into the inclosure where Moreau
lay beside his latest victims—the
staghounds and the llama and some
‘other wretched brutes—with his mas
‘sive face calm even after his terrible
‘death, and with the hard eyes open,
staring at the dead white moon
above, 1 sat down upon the edge of
the sink, and witi* my eyes upon that
ghastly pile of silvery light and omi-~
oug shadows began to turn over my
gl;nw, In the morning I would gather
some provisions in the dingey, and
after setling fire to the pyre before
me, push out into the desolation of
the high sea once more. [ felt that
for Montgomery there wag no help;
that he was, in truth, half akin to
these Beast Folk, unfitted for human
kindred.
To Be .Confinuod To-morrow.
‘gasp in wonder and bewilderment.
Dimnock slmost began to helleve that
he had done it, while Creamer’s pro
prietary interést in the curio ghelves |
waged stronger with each invention.
‘He salved his conscience by the
thought that if it made people hap
pier to gaze at relics with labels on
than at relics without them no harm
was done. Newcomers were led by |
the older residents al the inn to the
ghelves to be impressed properly.
20mehow it made them better satis
ed with themselves to think they
were paying board to a man who had
‘Known go many wonderful people, if
only by proxy.
. Creamer had a very good time until
he ohserved the eye of Lilllan Motts
in the midst of nis explanation of
'‘General Witt's gun, Miss Motts wzts
L{;: prettiest' girl who had come. to
the inn, and he was horrified to de
tect in her ‘gaze complete disbelief,
“(lever of Dimnock to collect all
of these relics, wasn't it?” he fin
ished, with a charming smile at Miss
Motts, a smile warranted to disarm
Mnything human, And she only
laughed,
_ Instantly it seemed to Creamer that
lite would not be worth llving if he
‘('ld not convince this feminine skep
tic of the genuinenese of the relics,
He had made those relics, and he re
sented slurs upon them. He pursued
Miss. Motts with stories about Dim
nock’s relics, which he related in a
thrilling voice and with much pa
1y .otic emotion, /
An Expose.
“This Daniel Boone thing,” Miss
Motts drawled one day, turning over
the bowle knife, “happens to be dated
1902, Stamford, Conn, Didn’t you no
tice? And Roosevelt's belt is paper
leather and never saw the light of
day till years after San Juan, As for
the gun, there wasn't any General
Witt at Bulk Run—="
“Help!"” said Creamer, feebly. Her
eyes were sparkling and he turned
gloomy. “It all started us a joke,” he
sald, sadly. “Dimnpock’s innocent, I'm
ithe criminal. And everybody has en-.
joved it so! 1 suppose, though, you
—~—you'lli have no use for me now,
You'll never believe a word I may
say.! Aund I wanted to tell you——"
“Tommy,” said Miss Motts, a little
confusedly under his gaze, “to tell
the truth, 1 was afraid you nevel
would have anything to tell me un
less 1 steered vou off the subject of
Dimnock's relics! That's all you've
talked about for ages!"
“I'm kind of tired of 'em myself!"
confessed Creamer, jubilantly “Now,
if you'll come with me for a walk 1
have a brand of real conversation I'm
simply aching to let loose!"”
As she came out a friend met her in
the vestibule.
“Hope you enjoyved vyourself, Mrs.
Jones,” she exclaimed. L
YYes,"” replied the old dame, *I did.
But I'm gettin® that deaf nowadays 1
couldn’t hear a word they said!"
“Did you see any sharks when you
were crossing the Atlantie, Mr. Butts?"’
asked Miss Mills.
“Yes," replied Butts, sadly, "1 played
cards with a couple.”
- > .
His Wife—l met our maid Anna stt
now on the street, and she pretended
rot to see me.
Her Husband—You ought to point out
to Anna the impropriety of such con
auct.
His Wite—But how can 1?7 You. see,
she had another“girl with her, and it
was Yulte evident she didn't want her
friend to know she was workln&.for a
woman wha wore a hat that had
herself retrdmmed.
- - -
“My husband is just getting over a
nrll of sickness, and I want to buy
him a shirt,”” said Mrs. Binks.
“Yes, ma'am,” replied the assistant.
“Would you want something in a stift
front and cuffs?” &
“No, sir,” said Mrs. Binks. ‘“‘The doc
tor says he must ayoid anything with
starch in it.”
-- & v
“Bure, it's Mike, the boy, that's the
Jucky man.”
“How was he lucky?”’
“Why, mum. he got insured fer five
hundred dollars and the very nixt day
he fell off the ladder, paintin’, ana
broke his nick.’ -
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LIGHT IN THE MONTH OF JUNE, :
Little Bobbie's
Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
\'B friend, Missus Black, brought
her son up to the house last nite
with her, his naim is Stanis-law
Black. It is a funny naim, but he can't
help his naim, but he is a funny feller,
too, & 1 shud think he cud help that,
You are very quite tonite, Stanislaw,
sed Ma after thay hed been at .the
house for a hour & Missus Black's son
hadden’t sed a word.
Stanis-law seldom talks, sed Missus
Black. He is the deepest boy for a boy
of twenty wich |1 have ever saw. He is
a dreemer, ain't you, Stanis-law?
Yes, sed Stanis-law, I am a dreemer.
1 dreem of Nater, the hills & dales all
clothed with ver-jer, he sed, & the
flaghing streems. "
1 see, sed Pa, you like to fish.
Indeed no, sed Stanis-law. [ can see
no pleshur in taiking the life of a help
less chub or a dee-pendent bullhead.
No I like to roam among the streems &
pluck primroses & dreem. Angling is
for the vulgar & the commershul, he
Sed. -
I doant agree with you, sed Pa. I am
a anzlsr & | doant think 1 am’ eether
vulgarfor commershul.- & 1 can't say
(h(t thare is any pity in my hart for a
fish, sed Pa. A fish i 8 cold-blooded, like
a snalk or a trust president, & one
dosent .feel any pangs wen {t breethes
its last. I cuddent bare to kill a little
fuzzy rabbit, sed Pa, or a robbin, or
anything like that, but I never sobbed
with remorse after u;ndmg a four
pound pickrel. I taik pleeshur in catch
ing plckrel & braking its neck.
Stanis-law wud die beefoar he wud
mutilate a plekrel, sed Missus Black.
Goodness knows he dosent taik after
his father, beekaus Mister Black is
what he calls a sportsman. He wud
shoot a rabbit or a partridge as quick
as he wud look at it, & every time
he goes fishing he cums hoam with a
full basket. He has no mercy. My
boy taiks after me. 1 am so soft
harted that I weep wen I think of a
poor littel fish beeing taiken from its
nativ ele-ment & thrown into a bas
ket, thare to breethe its last. I think
moast wimmen is tenderer harted than
men.
Maybe so, sed Pa, maybe so. Why
dident you bring young Missus Blake
alo‘c with you this eevning?
Oh, havent you herd, sed Missus
Black, that yung woman has been
scratched off our list. We found out two
weeks ag) that wen she was a girl she
was with a cirkus, a horseback rider.
Jest think of it. Not a woman in our
set will speek to her now, & 1 heer
her husband is going to sell their nice
hoam & move. .
1 see, sed Pa. So a lot of you soft
harted wimmen have turned against a
yung matron beekaus wen she was yung
she erned her living with a cirkus.
How tender & noable of you, sed Pa.
That sounds jest like the deer ladies,
Thay wuddent think of taiking a bullhed
or a pickrel out of the water on a hook,
but thay will throw the hooks into a
perfeckly proper & chan{nnx yung
mafron !%rfim reesen excep that wen
she was Vu 3' she had to ern her liv
ing. What do you think‘a\bout that,
Stanis-law? sed Pa- 3 3‘
1 never think, said smnls-faw. I a
a dreemer. . asn s O L
Well, I think, ’fi Pa. Wen 1 heer
about all wimmen beeing tender harted
it maiks me snicker, & that is ne
dreem. s
‘6 HE Midnight Sun” is one of
those seemingly mysterious
natural phenomena which
exercise a perpetual charm over the
’populur imagination. The northern
'part of Scandinavia has acquired for
itself the distinctive name of the
“Land of the Midnight Sun,” but the
title should be extended to include a
complete circuit of the earth along
the Arctic. Circle. Then, too, the
Southern Hemisphere has e precisely
similar phenomenon, which occurs
along the Antarctic Circle, including
a portion of Wilkes Land.
Properly speaking, a midnight sun
is seen but once a year in either hem
isphere. Confining our attention to
the Northern Hemisphere, the mid
night sun is visible near the Arctic
Circle on the date of the summer
solstice, which occurs about June 21,
at the time when the sun, in its ap
parent annual circuit of the sky,
reaches its greatest northern declina
tion, which means its greatest dis
tance north of the equator., This dis
tance in *angular measure is about
23'1-2 degrees, which fis precisely
equal to the inclination of the earth's
axig of rotation from a perpendicular
to the plane of its orbit around the
sun.
The Arctic Circle is situated this
same angular distance: (23 1-2-da
grees), from the North Pole. When
the sun is directly over the equator,
about March 21, its light reaches si
multaneously both poles of the earth.
As the sun begins to move northward
the light quits the South Pole, which
then enters on {ts period of «six
months' night. But at the same time
the sun rises higher at the North
Pole, which, in its turn, enters upon
its period of six months’ day,
Light for a Day.
In the meanwhile, along the Arctic
Circle, the days grow longer and the
nights shorter, as the sun comes con
tinually northward, until, at the so!-
tice, when the sun is 231-2 degrees
north of the equator, there will de
one period of 24 hours during which
the sun does not set at all in the Arc
tic Clircle. At the hour of midnight
on that day the sun, describing a cir
cle through the sky, just touches Lhe
edge of the horizon in the north, like
the bob of a gigantic pendulum, and
then, without disappearing immed;-
ately, begins to rise again to describe
the other half of its sweep in the sky.
This is the phenomenen called ihe
“Midnight Sun.”
Conversely, at the time of the win
ter solstice, which occurs about Dea
cember 22, when the sum is at its
greatest southern declination, there is
one absolutely sunless day on the
Arctic Circle, when the sun skims
just under the southern horizon at
noon, {
As a matter of fact, owing to the
effects of the refraction of the at
mosphere, which means the power of
the air to bend the rays of light, so
that the sun appears to be above the
horizon by about ifs own diameter,
when it is really its own diameter be
low it, the phenomena just described
are visible half a degree (about 35
miles), south @f the Arctic Circle. ‘
A Long Night. |
After the day of the soistice the
sun begins to dip below the horizon |
again, because it is then going south
once more, and the nights, beginning
with a length of only a few minutes,
gradually increase until they, too, for
one‘single occasion, attain the length
of 24 hours.
Within the Arctic Circle the days
and nights, alternately, greativ ex
ceed 24 hours in length. At the vesy
pole, as we have seen they each last
six months. In Lapland they may be
a month long, and at-the North Cape
three months. ‘
Hints for the
Household
Food placed in the oven to bake is
sometimes forgotten by the busy house
wife, who has many other things on
her mind. To save that waste which
comes from letting .dishes burn up
through forgetfulness an alarm clock
will be found helpful. If the alarm is
set at the hour the baking shou'l be
finished, the housekeeper will hea. it
wherever she may be, and until that
time the responsibility will be off her
mind. 5
A saucepan in which milk has been
boiled is often a trouble to clean. Here
is a simple but most successful meth
od. After pouring out the boiling milk,
quickly replace the lid before the steam
has time to escape, and allow the sauce
pan to cool before taking it off again,
Then put the . pan in cold water to soak.
It can be cleaned quickly and easily,
No matter how much dripping is used,
fish, when being fried, is very apt to
stick to the pan bottom. To prevent
this, before using your pan put a ta
blespoonful of dry salt into it, rub well
all over with greaseproof paper, and it
will be found a- thorough success
*lf you boil hooks and eyes in strong
soda water hefore sewing them on gar
ments it will prevent their iron mold
ing in the wash. i
When a sponge is slimy. steep it In
vinegar and water for twelve hours.
Do You Know—
Twin brothers named Dunder, who
are living at their birthplace, Husby
(Sweden), have reached the age of 83,
Oneis a farmer and the other a shoe
maker. Both are healthy and work
hard. Both have good eyesight, neither
having to use spectacles,
It is reported that a gang of profes
sional murderers has been discovered in
Sebastopol. Their terms for a murder
without fear -of discovery ranged, ac
cording to the means of the client, from
$5 to $5O. ;
© Three hundred and eighteen statues
of William I, of Germany, have been
erected in German towns to the present
date, at a total cost of about $5,000,-
000. '
Son's Job.
A shabby old cottage on the outskirts
of a village was suddenly transformed
by paint and paper into an attractive
little house, and a summer resident of
the place, who knew the otcupants to
be a poor widow and her ne'er-do-well
son, was curious about the change.
He inquired about it at the gate.
“Yes, sir.” replied the old lady, smil
ingly, ‘‘my son's in work now. Makes
good money, ‘e does, too. All 'e has to
do is to go twice to the circus every
day and put 'is head in the lion’s mouth,
The rest of the time 'e 'as to 'isself.”
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CHAPTER V.
A Narrow Escape.
*PTH their plot discovered, the
Chevalier and Dixrger hur
’ riedly prepared to leave
Paris. Genevieve was to remain in
the town house as if nothing had
happened, for it would do no good to
take her with them and probably only
endanger her life. %
On the day that they had prepared
.to leave, Maurice Lindey and his con
federates were already on their way
to arrest Dixmer. Arriving at the
gates, Lindey, hoping to be able to
warn Genevieve in some way that the
mob were about to raid the house,
suggested that he climb over the gale
and creep upon the inhabitants of the
house unaware, The rest of the crowd
accepted this as a good plan, and
waited outside while Lindey scaled
the fence and climbed the ivy to the
balcony outside of Genevieve's sitting
room.
Genevieve had been writing a let
ter to Lindey asking his forgiveness
in invelving him in the conspiracy of
the red carnaton, and explaining that
she had been compelled by the threats
of a husband she hated. She did not
hear someone enter the room, so
deeply was she engrossed in her
work, until someone touched her
gently on the shoulder, and, afraid to
look up, lest it be her husband, she
buried her face in her hands.
“(Genevieve,” said a voice softly,
“don’t be afraid, 1 am sorry for you,
child,” and turning she looked up into
the Kind face of her brother. The
next minute she had buried her face
on his shoulder. and Lindey found
them so a minute later. Both started
as the window opened, and the young
soldier walked in. He looked accus
ingly at the girl, and intuitively she
knew what he was thinking. The
--: Snap Shots
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
MAIDEN MEDITATIONS:
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biles are often run down by those wha
can! ¥
If what you want to borrow is trou
ble, you won't need any one to go se
curity for you—you can get 'all you
want without piedging any return of it.
“Tact is the unsaid portion of what
you think.” But when an angry wom
an has said all she has breath for and
says a lot more by keeping still, that
is not tact. :
“A burnt child dreads the fire’’—but,
older grown, it wonders whether a burn
doesn't inoculate you against other
burns, like vaccine against disease.
I once knew every flower that grew
Upon the sloping green-clad hill;
My friend was every bird that flew,
They'd come to me if 1 stood still.
The squirrels frisked and ate the nuts’
1 bought down at the corner store,
I once was wise, who have to-day
A stupid hoard of dull book-lore.
I knew the wood—the trees—the hill,
1 found the little green banked pool
Where leaping trout made bdy hearts
thrill
When we came wandering home from
school.
Now 1 forgot those country joys
That. filled my youthful, clear-gazed
The o??fs&avp me brand-new tovs—
And I forgot, who once was wise.
s
Another Artful Dodger.
Old Grumpus stumped into the new
chandler's shop that had opened in the
village.
“'Rre,” he said. ‘‘Thought you said
as how you ’'ad twelve eggs in one
day from those nine fowls as you sold
me?"’
“Well, sir—" began the smart assist
ant.
“Don’t you come any soft soap o'er
me!" indignantly broke in the old boy.
“I bin born and bred in this village,
and never been so swindled afore!”
“But I told you——" ventured the
shopman.
“Told me you got twelve eggs in one
day, you did!” cried the O. G. *'T don’t
get no more than two, and sometimes
not that, a day!” >
He paused for want of breath.
“Indeed, I'm very sorry,” said the
shop Keeper, suavely; ‘“but perhaps you
go looking for them too often. Now, if
vou will look for them once a week I
am quite sure you will get as many
eggs in one day as | jid!"
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Chevalier, too, understood the situa
tion,
“She is very faithful to you,” he
said, handing Lindey the note that
had been lying on. the writing table,
“Don't be afraid of me, I.am only her
brother,” ‘And with a sudden move,
he tore off the disfiguring whiskers
and removed his wig. The Chevalier
de Maison Rouge, at your service.”
Lindey surprised to silence for a
moment, soon wakened to the danger
of the occasion.
“There is a mob out there waiting
my word to raid this house,” he said
tensely. “Escape if you will, while
there is time and I will say that ‘you
had gone when I reached here.”
The Chevalier stooped amd touched
a ‘button in” the wall. The next in
stant the fireplace moved aside and
he and Genevieve, stepping through,
escaped through a secret passage.
Dixmer must take his chance, there
had been no. time to warn him.
They had not been a moment too
soon, for the mob, becoming impa
tient at Lindey's absence, had at: last
determined to Investigate, and with
out warning they stormed the front
of the house, entering downgtairsan'd
laying waste everything as they went
through. The fact that their prey
had escaped them infuriated them
more than ever, and almost imme
diately the great Paris residence of
Dixmer had gone up in flames.
Dixmer himself had not been heard
of, and Genevieve believed that he
had perished in the flames. At first
she wags afraid to think such a thing
‘possible, but the temptation to be
lieve herself free was too much for
‘her and she gave herself up to the
joy of what might be in store for her
‘with the man she loved. :
- In the meantime~Durand, the reg
istrar of the Conciergerie, recelved a
mysterious message to the effect that
he was to be replaced the next day as
registrar. He was asked to return to
his house immediately, and as the
note was signed authentically, he
hastened to obey. Littie did he know
that the Chevaller de Maison Rouge
had boldly forgzed the signature that
had heen signed to the note, and that
he .was waiting, just waiting, for a
chance to make good his.second plan
for releasing Marie Antoinette from a
prison cell. 2
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