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csfr - * -\à ■'s. mamevm vor ILLUSTRAT! '5 c^RAVVALTERS coeyvr/©rr er oobbs -nm/vu. c&rf/xsrY CHAPTER CHAPTER XXVIII—Continued. Later, when the others had them to themselves in the left _ „ music room, Sabron sat in a big chair by the open window and Julia Redmond Played to him. _. T he day was warm. • 1 " ere was a smell of spring flowers in the air and the vases were filled with girofles and sweet peas. But Sabron smelled only the Julia's girdle, dered violets in Her hands gently wan .. . over the keys, finding the tune that Sabron longed to hear. She played the air through, and it seemed as though she were about to sing the first verse, could she speak. Sabron She could not do so, nor rose and came over to where she sat. There was a low chair near the Piano and he took it, leaning forward, his hands clasped about his knees! It had been the lifd-long dream of this simple-hearted officer that one day he would speak out his soul to the an he loved. The time had She sat before him in her He was not worldly enough to know it cost a great price, nor to appreciate that she wore no Jewels—nothing except the flowers he Had sent. Her dark hair was clus tered about her ears and her beauti ful eyes lost their fire in tenderness. When a man has been very close to death, Mademoiselle, he looks about for the reason of his resurrection. When he returns to the world, he looks to see what there is in this life to make it worth living. I am young —at the beginning of may have before me a long life in which, with health and friends, I find much happiness, certainly have their worth to a nor mal man—but I cannot make them real before my eyes just yet. As I look upon the world to which I have returned, I see nothing but and her love. If I cannot win her for my wife, if I cannot have her love—" He made an expressive gesture which more impressively than words implied how completely he laid down every thing else to her love and his. He said, not without a certain dig nity: i am quite poor; I have only my soldier's pay. In Normandy I a little property. worn come. unpreten tious dress. my career. I may These things a woman own It is upon a hill and looks over the sea, with apple orchards and wheat fields. There is a house. These are my landed estates. My manhood and my love are my for If you cannot return my love I shall not thank Tremont for bringing me back from Africa." tune. The American girl listened to him with profound emotion. She discov ered every second how well she derstood him, and he had much to say. because it was the first time he had ever spoken to her of his love. She had put out both her hands and. looking at him fully, said simply: "Why it seems to on un me you must know how I feel—how can you help knowing how I feel?" ♦ ♦ After a little he told her of Nor mandy, and how he had spent his childhood and boyhood in the chateau overlooking the wide sea, told her how he had watched the ships and used to dream of the countries be yond the horizon, and how the apple blossoms filled the orchards in the spring. He told her how he longed to go back, and that his wandering life had mhde it impossible for years. Julia whispered: "We shall go there in the spring, my friend." He was charming as he sat there holding her hands closely, his fine I eyes bent upon her. Sabron told her ! things that had been deep in his heart and mind, waiting for her here so many months. Finally, everything merged into his present life, and the beauty of what he said dazed .her like an enchanted sea. He was a soldi r, a man of action, yet a dreamer. The fact that his hopes were about to be realized made him tremble, and as he talked, everything took light from this victory. Even his house in Normandy began to seem a fitting setting for the beautiful American. "It is only a Louis XIII chateau: it stands very high, surrounded by or chards. which in the spring are white as snow." "We shall go there in the spring," ''she whispered. Sabron stopped speaking, his rev erie was done, and he was silent as the intensity of his love for her surged over him. He lifted her dell cate hands to his lips. "It is April I ' j ; I now," he said, and his voice shook, "it is spring now, my love." At Julia's side was a slight touch. She cried: "Pitchoune!" He put his ; paws on her knees and lookeu up into i her face. "Brunet has brought him here." said Sabron, "and that means the good chap is attending to his own love making." Julia laid her hand on Pitchoune's lend. "He will love the Normandy beach, Charles." "He will love the forests," said Sabron : "there are rabbits there." On the little dog's head the two % hands met and clasped. "Pltchoune is the only one In the world who is not de trop," said Julia gently. Sabron, lifting her hand again to his lips, kissed it long, looking into her eyes. Between tlifet great mys tery of the awakening to be fulfilled, they drew near to each other—nearer. Pitchoune sat before them, waiting. He wagged his tall and waited, one noticed him. bark that apparently disturbed one. No in He gave a short no Pitchoune had become de trop. He was discreet With sympathetic eyes he gazed on his beloved master and new mistress, then turned and quietly trotted across the room to the hearth-rug, sitting there meditative ly for a few minutes blinking at the empty grate, where on the spring day there was no fire. Pitchoune lay down before the tire less hearth, his head forward on his paws, his beautiful eyes still discreet ly turned away from the lovers. He drew a long contented breath as dogs do before settling into repose. His to warm gÿ -, I I V ill I i j i mÆ < ! I m * r I I y < 4 , f Si '1 1 YÆ i ^m A Vfl i w -tf> * [p My Manhood and My Love Are My Fortune." thrilling adventures had come to an Before fires on the friendly hearth of the Louis XIII chateau, where hunting dogs were carved in the stone above the chimney, Pit choune might continue to dream in the days to come. He would hunt rabbits in the still forests above the wheat fields, and live again in the firelight his great adventures on the desert, the long runs across the sands on his journey back to Prance. Now he closed his eyes. As a faith ful friend he rested in the atmos phere of happiness about him. had been the sole companion of a lone ly man, now he had become part of a family. end. He THE END. Explaining His One Little Lapse. "Bruddren and sistahs," In trium phant tones announced Brother Bogus, during the recent revival in Ebenezer chapel, "since I was converted and washed whiter dan snow, two mont's I a e°- I has been widout sin, bless de ! Lawd! I's sanctified, commit sin if I wanted to! "Hold on a minute, muh brudder!" interrupted good old Parson Bagster, "Yo' mought uh-been washed tollable white, but I's 'bleeged to say dat dar pears to be a spot or two dat wasn't touched wid de soap c' salvation. How 'bout dat time Ctfhitrt White filled yo' pussonality full o' shot in his hen house?" and couldn't "W'y—w'y, sah, lemme tell yo'! Dis Yo' knows how absent minded de Cuhnel alius was. Well, sah, dat was one o' dem times—he was studyin' 'bout suppin or nudder, and dess 'magined I was dar!" —Kansas City Star. is how 'twuz: Woman Destroys Bomb. What might have been a disastrous explosion was prevented when Mrs. " au l> ne Siegel picked a bomb, with a fuse attached, from the door I 8 * ep ^ ouse °f b er neighbor, ' Mrs. Salvatore Corso. 1621 South Franklin street, Philadelphia. Siegel hurled it into the street. This broke the crudely constructed bomb, and only a section exploded. Mrs Siegel saw two men place queer-looking package on the step, ap ply a match, and run away. She grasped the package and hurled it in to the street. Mrs . It contained six sticks of dynamite and a large quantity of gunpowder. The copper vires, which had been wrapped around the package, broke. The contents of the powerful bomb were scattered in all directions. Mrs. Corso said her family hue ao enemies. MILLION-DOLLAR MEMORIAL TO DOCTOR ANGELL US ivhi m à i. ■ : < ami ) f ■ m \ \ M: ! t. j iv»; . * ■ < i - 3 ; 5É ■> A Sia * * i, hi r* '] t W :-1 A «'i'i ! J 3 ■. m 1 M BRITISH LANDING AT ANAFARTA BEACH 4® :■ 1 wi - A y . 3?? wm Jpsll' f !» mm . -»a»' I 1 & A : M3, 1 ■ ■ Wm ■■ & • ■ -ay yffisy.W.yyp.. :> OP* I- : :i*:>i ,si ■ r * m :ipi isgfe % Scene during the landing of British cent offensive against the Turks was begun. mmm I (R HI troops at Auaiarta beach on the Gallipoli peninsula, Just before the re PARADE OF THE GRAND ARMY > ? 0 S t. an in in » —-i ' if i 1.:-; m p W j»»«»«!** 8 ' •--<! : wm ■ ü .S i. I IL m : ; :S3 j M' iS M The parade of the G. A. R. at this . „ year's encampment in Washington was especially notable because it followed the route on Pennsylvania avenue taken fifty years ago by the grand review of the armies at the close of the Civil war. The illustration shows, above, William McKinlev post of Canton O., carrying the largest flag in the country, nearly 150 feet long- below, the Second New York regiment, which was in full-dress uniforms and bearskin 8Ü&KOS. PRINCE LEOPOLD AND HIS STAFF y m mm ïÆâ 5" *•'' >v. m ."v : : :V ? v >> v VM Mi .y 1 Z ; - r . Z», y . mmm 0 >; SUSIES . •2 Prince Leopold of Bavaria, the conqueror of Warsaw, and his staff Watching his troops during the fight to take the Polish capital. CHAPEL SPIRE DISGUISED ; I f T1: I Ji; V'.. m 4 J :: y 7 i-i ■ : s /j - : j Ï HJ j 5- i : jzm Spire of a little chapel in France disguised with foliage in an attempt to hide it and deceive the gunners of the long-range German artillery. One on Harvard. Nick Longworth tells this himself: "When 1 was traveling in China I met a very delightful Chinese who seemed to know something of America, and as we chatted he asked mo: one on " 'What was your college?' " Harvard,' said 1 proudly. 'Ever interested in rowing in your day?' he inquired. " Quite a bit,' I replied. ■' What's the length of the Harvard slide now?' he wanted to know, and something of the boat. So we talked of oarsmanship and watermen, and at that I asked: "'When you were in America were you ever at New London for the races ?' " Oh, yes,' he said softly, 'for three years.' " 'Then you've seen Harvard row?' 1 offered. " 'No, lisped. " 'You were at New London for three years and never saw Harvard row ? How could that be?' " T was cox'un in the Yale boat, and Harvard was so far behind each year that I never saw her row.' " never saw her,* he almost X THE EUROPEAN WAR A YEAR AGO THIS WEEK Oct. 11. 1914. Heavy fighting near Soiesons. German attacks in Craonne gion repulsed. Allies won in the center. Montenegrins defeated Austri ans near Kalenovitch. Russians swept through Buko wina. Austrians rushed help to Prze mysl. French fleet sank two Austrian torpedo boats. German aviators killed three in Paris with bombs. Japanese aviators dropped bombs in Tsingtau. Russian cruiser Pallada torpe doed and sunk in Baltic. re Oct. 12. 1914. Germans occupied Ghent. Belgian government moved to Havre, France. Battles at Lasigny and Lens. Cavalry fighting near Lille. Russians abandoned siege of Przemysl and retreated from Ga licia. Six more bombs dropped on Paris. Oct. 13, 1914. Germans moved on Ostend and Bruges. Lille, Hazebrouck and Ypres cupied by Germans. Fierce fighting at Dixmude, Gen eral von Kluck trying to turn al lie' left wing. Germans made dash for War oc saw. Montenegrins defeated Austri ans near Sarajevo. Detachment of Boers under Col onel Maritz rebelled and martial law was proclaimed throughout South Africa. French routed German aviators near Paris. Oct 14, 1914. Belgian army left Ostend and joined allies in the field. Allies reocupied Ypres and French gained near the border. German battalion trapped in nal in Lorraine. ca Germans occupied Bruges. Germans recaptured Lyck but advance on Warsaw was repulsed by Russians. Russians in Galicia driven back. Serbians beaten back in Bosnia. Cossacks brought down a Zeppe lin near Warsaw. Oct. 15, 1914. Germans took Ostend and Bian kenberghe on the North sea, and Thielt, Daume and Estchen. Allies retook Estaire. French recaptured Altkirch and Muelhausen. German convoy taken by the French. Colonel Brits' force in South Af rica captured 80 General Botha took the field. British cruiser Yarmouth sunk German liner Markomannia. rebel Boers; Oct. 16, 1914. Gormans occupied Zeebrugge. First battle of Ypres began. Re-enforced allied north wing swung in on Lille and retook Ar mentieres. Attempt of Germans to reach Dunkirk checked. Germans at SL Mihiel forced back toward Alsatian border. German-Austrian forces assumed the offensive between the Vistula and Galicia. Serbs and Montenegrins defeat ed Austrians at Glasinatz. British cruiser Hawke sunk by German submarine. British and Japanese warships bombarded Tsingtau fort. Life of Big Guns, Guns with a bore of 12 Inches more can only fire 90 full charges. They are then considered to be out. and have to be sent to the foun dry to have a new core inserted. or worn The Sign. "1 wonder if the chestnut crop will be good this year?" "You can generally tell that by tha flsh stories." Modern Life. "Formerly a girl took pride In cumulating linen for her chest" "Well?" "Now she collects a lot of grapho phone records.''—Cincinnati Times Star. ac More Laws. "Why can't 1 come to see you to morrow night?" "Don't blame me," said the beau tiful girl. "Our cook has the use of the parlor under the new domestio "dations law,"