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TWENTIETH YEAH. The INVISIBLES A NOVEL BY EDGAR EARL CHRISTOPHER i lauanrrv . ’mKittrufwaanr, J i U CHAPTER XlX.—Cwtlnu.d. ••Work! Whal kind ctf w»k! I think forVnco you are wrong scent. shall bo butchered Ilka <h»t tlo In thfgtlnfornal lUdckt -..- \ . ••Walt aw see." murmured Deneau. who wait again creeping forward Into the chamheA ••Come.’* he continued. U Prade rV*h«-d to the aide of hla companion. anA the two were soon pulling and tugjtag at.a fmgll dfvl**. which accmcd U be half-burled In the rocky wall. fla ImpoHhlbU j®, d*fr crlbe the 100 l upon Jfcp'hwt of th# men aa the# riud# at thla strong*, little machftic —ikf look of mingled alarm and vjumptu They worked desperately. frantic ally. but not, nor did any rrault acergß from their labora. "What la It for?" naked I.a Prade. aa lie waa on the verge of deapalr. "Wall." cried Deneau. "we bare not yet It downward." and he then; began pushing and pulling, hla eye* ablaze with excitement, when suddenly there waa a grating aound. and -the two atarted back In amaze ment. for one aide of the wall aeenied to fall alowly apart, revealing to their aatotilahed gaze another room. Into the opening they madly plunged, and throating their llghta forward, they beheld rowa of little bnga, piled one upon the other In perfect order. The aceno that followed thla dls covary waa Indeacrlhable. Deneau. unmindful of all danger, and .'overwhelmed by the sudden ap pearance of ao much trcaaure, ahouted In triumph and waved hla torch wildly above hla head, crying: "We are now klnga—Klnga of the Earth—Rulers of Nat lona—richer than Crocaua—hurrah! hurrah!” The fat eyea of !«a Prade bulged and'sparkled. and he. too. scouted In an ecstasy of Joy. Deneau removed one of the bags and rcud the number on It. "Let us hurry.” sajd he, wx** afire, and hla hand trembling, and one HttlC bag after another was opened and emptied of Its contents, until their rubber sarks were filled with Jewels and bank notes. They could carry no more—they would return for the balance. They now stood gazing upon the treasure as if loth to leave the en chanted chamber, but at lust I.n Prade found his tongue. “We cannot remove all of It," he Bald with a sigh. “Wo will return." replied Deneau. “But what of the Czar?" "To Hades with the Czar." "And Pellet?” “To Hell with Pellet!" “And France?" “To Hell with France!" and then they shouted together: "To Hell with the Czar—to Hell One After Another Was Opened and Emptied. with Pellet —to Hell with France!” Spdrenly, they ;paused, their hands met; thuir eyes started, tlielr faces blanched. “What is tridt?* cried Doncatt, for In the distance they, could. liegr the sound of many voloes; which-echoed with awful dlatinctneiys throughout the:caverns' bfchlnd 'them'. 11 11 Their fades ittecairib ashen, atfdithojh stood roqted to the spot. The sounds grew nearen'.ancfCfche tramp of*-feet could be heard. “Out with the llghtq," ozied Deneau. The lights were extfkginshed and the:two men dashed through; tl\c pas sage which led into the Chamber of ROOKY FORD, COLORADO, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 22. 1907. Silence, and hi their mad flight they hurled themselves ugultist the stone neats which were lying upon the floor, scattering their priceless booty in all directions, until, bruised and bleeding, they found their way thto the shelter of a dark passage. Here they paused for breath and listened. The voices came nearer, aud the tramp of mauy feet became more distinct. At last they could distinguish the words of the uvwcuiuvrs. who bad en tered . the chamber, through which they had so precipitately fled, and which only separated from their hiding 'placet by * t he Jiassage In* front of thorn. "Ah." said a voire, "we have not recfched bora too *OO4. for ilw\ odor of gas has entered our Council Cham bar." - v m . "Yef.V replied another, "but why la CersTion not here? I thought be would be lu readiness to receive us." "Ah. be comes now. for I nee the 'fight of his torch as he approaches." Just at this moment the two Frenchmen, peering through a craplr* saw the stately jflgure of Gerabon coming from an opposite direction pans In front of the opening and disap pear beyond. Many voices cried out 10 the newcomer, but one. which sounded like the ramble of thunder and rose high above all the rest, was hoard with awful distinctness. "I.nok. my brothers" cried the great voice, "can you not see the floor Is sprinkled with our Jewels!" At this a hundred cries rang out upon the air: "Traitor! Traitor! Lot the traitor be found!" Then all was quiet, and a voice un lit e tho others, soft, gentle and sweet, said: "Some one has discovered tho pass and entered these caverns Lat us fliel look to tho treasure, and then soJrch tho passages that lead from the entrance." It was Gernhon who had spoken. Tho hearts of tho dctoctlvos sank within thorn, for they knew that they were doomed. "Draw your pistols." whispered I»o --nean. "wo shall not ho nshamod to d|e: we arc Frenchmen.” and lining from their concealment, they crept from their shelter, ready to face what know to Ik* a horrible death. They looked Into the Chamber of SMenro. It was deserted, as the men had mshod back Into the passage to search for the unknown Invaders. They entered the chamber, and pod red Into the vault In an opposite direc tion. They glided on like shadow*, until they were In the very midst of •he excited crowd, and when they had .icarod the mouth of the main tunnel, •hey plunged forward for their lives. Then there arose n great commotion. "Who were they that left us!" said one exrlted voice. "W'ire not they of our Order?" e.ricnfl another, for so great was the excitement Incident to the discovery •tint the desperate stratagem of the vwo detectives had partially succeed 'd. "Follow me." cried the desperate Deneau. as he blindly groped his way into n connecting tunnel. Here they crouched In alienee, tin til all the searchers had reassemhlrd in the Chamber of Bl!ence. Taking advantage of the deserted passages, the two wretched creatures loaned for ward nnd sped onward. Ere they had gone twenty yards a hundred men were In hot pursuit, led hy the mighty giant. Gideon, while the air resounded with tho firing of pistols. Gideon, who wns ninny yards la advance of all the pursuers was rapidly gaining upon I.a Prade. whose very limbs were swollen and bleeding and whose fat body was fast succumb ing under the terrible strain. He stag gered frantically forward In n mad ef fort to reach the side of Deneau, but the latter moved with marvelous swift ness. hounding like an antelope from stone »o stone. Suddenly, the giant, with a great feonnd. had seized the unhappy Ln Prade by tho middle, and. lifting him aloft, he dashed out his brains against the stone walls, and throwing the quivering body Into a pit he again started in pursuit of Deneau. The multitude stood appalled at the frightful deed of Gideon, and I turned away In horror, for the sight was more than I 'could look upon. When ! ngaln turned. I saw n hundred white, speechless faces, and nlf were] fixed upon Gideon, who was now 1 almost within reach of Deneau. shouting and firing his pistol as ho sped onward. I could see the devil-like face of the (hionibd detective* mhilltfg' oven then, •aslihe paused >aml. raided. his pistol in deadly aim at his pursuer. I could hoar-ills- Wild laughter,- as he stood upon the brink of a chasm, until, his last, hullef- . whs j fpent; ‘then,, with a Wild defiant shout; he threw. nLV pistol from, him t into the depths below. Gideon, the gteut. plunged forfrard. and gazed Into the abyss, then drew hla revolver. There was a loud report, but beftiro the echoes had died away a flame of light shot from the chasm and leaped toward the dark walls. Thu earth trembled und vibrated, and great boul ders swayed backward and forward upon their foundations. A suppressed murmur of terror fell from the llpa of a hundred men. who stood motlonl less, as they had halted upon win ness lug the mad plunge of Deneau. Not n man stirred from the spot. The assemblage stood holding their torch es and gazing fixedly upon the glow ing sheet of fire that rose from the chasm, reflecting the gigantic outline of 'Gideon, who stood between them and the flame. The horror that this light revealew would send terror Into tho heart a the bravest man. for tike feeble light 3 the .lurches had only given vane ImpMCK of the awful wbnders of tils subterranean world. ✓ New sheets of flame biasing fury from all sides, jfzht Inr Raised Hit Pistol In Deadly Aim. at... ..a..1a...A A uali I. “ i.. 1— 1 m up tho vaulted roof with terrible dls tlnctness. nnd Jilting the air with weird shadows, which flitted from ono space to another, like a vast legion of aerial spectre* who seemed to re vel In th«* gloom that surrounded them, while a rumble an of thunder caused the earth to vibrate and trem ble under otir feet. The hundred spectator*, too affright ed to move, pi.* 1 rifled with the horror of tho scene and motionless, gazed upon the flames, ns they wound tlielr fiery folds among the rock* or licked the nrrhed roof with their seething tongues. The dazzling splendor of tho scene Increased with every mo ment. The heated roeka began to crumble nnd fall apart, nnd still the flames spread. A terrific gust of wind bust Into the chamber and fanned the fire*, until they roared llko a storm tossed sea. which hurling lt*elf madly against the walls, and howling through the lofty arches, dashed It* way on ward. In its wake huge boulders If? shattered und scattered through tt a > defile* and gorges of the labyrinihinu passages. Valdcrmerc, who had stood silently watching the tragedy, now rushed among the throng, nnd. pushing them onward, cried at the top of his voice, while his long beautiful hair floated In the tempest nnd his eyes blazed with the light of despair. "Fly tor your live*, my brothers. Fly for the entarombn, for no Are can reach us there—for your lives fly!” A desperate cry arose from a hun dred throats, and a mad plunge set the stampede In motion. The nlr wns hot with the breath of the encroaching fires, which drove us onward, until at last we neared tho river over whose depths hung the rope ladder, but. alas, many had fal len dead nnd dying, nnd ns I looked about me. I was appalled to find not more than a third of our number. Among these I searched for Mr. Do Tavenler, my heart standing still, but I saw him dash to the brink of tho river, nnd kneeling, he dipped the.cold water to his lips and face, his eyes red rind swollen. I draw near to hitn —spoke to him. but he heard me not. He drank the water with eager thirst, rind. ns he attempted to rahe, he fell back Into my arms, an uncon scious burden. I laid his head upon my coat, nnd bathed his fare nnd parched hands lips until he revived. He looked Into my fafce. and even then he smiled and pressed my hand. My heart was flooded with n great pity, and I was unmindful of the roaring, fires and the rocking pillars: unmindful of the death-marked faces around me. My mind was far away among the cypress trees, which, alas I was to see no more, and my hear*, had stolen back to that old house, and I could see the face of Marie, the angel of my lifernthe tinge I to the end, for her fair sweet image never left me even in that dreud moment. •lTa> Iba Continued..! ALLEY FORGE! Perhaps no spot In alt America has a sig nificance to Americans such as attaches to that little valo In the hills ill Chester county. Pen mylranla. Ply 'mouth Rock lias Itn halo of history, but without Valley Forge the land ing of the Pilgrims mould have been a for gotten Incident. It was at Valley Forge that the young nation was tried 3 In bitterness and defeat, only to coma out of It steeled for the work that In that long, dreadful winter was ripen ing for It. Thtmtgh It nil Washington, as com mander-in-chief. ns soldier, and as an «ndlv!dual sufferer with his men. was the colossal figure that emphasizes this supreme test of patriotism. Defeat at Germantown on Oct. 3. 1777. had sent Washington In retreat. Fort Mifflin nnd Fort Mercer In'quick succession had boon abandoned by tho continental army. At Whltomarah Washington had made a stand so un expected and determined as to cause the British general. Howe, to return to his comfortable winter quarters In Philadelphia. There, on Dec. 11. Goo. Washington, with his suffering army of 17.000 men. took up the weary march to Valley Forge, a sleepy de pression In tho hills. 22 miles from Philadelphia. On ono sldo was tho Schuylkill river and on Iho north was Valley creek. Bnow lay deep on the ground when, on Dec. 19. tho patriot army reached tho slto of the winter camp. Tents were stretched for as many as could bo housed, hundreds slept In tho snow, already reddened by their bleeding hare feet. At once Gen. Washington directed that work begin on log huts, previously designed. To do this, men were divided into squads of 12, fur nished with rude tools, and directed to build huts large enough to house each nquad. According to specifica tions these huts wore 14 by 16 feet, with sides, ends and roofs made of logs. The roofs wore made water tight with bark, spilt slabs, or other material. The cracks In tho sldos wore filled with clay. In tho rear of each hut wus a fireplace mado of wood, protected by clay. Tho door was In the end next to tho camp street and was made of oak slabs. In tho rear of each lino of huts for Iroops wore the huts lor officers. Each general officer got a hut to hlmsolf; each field officer of a regiment got one; the staff of each brigade shared another; tho staff of each regiment wns assigned ono; commissioned offi cers for two regiments had one, while for the non-comnilssloned officers and men of the army 12 persons wc.o al foted to each hut. The winter of 1777-78 was remark able for Its severity and Its deep snows, and when work was bognn at making camp, nearly 3,000 men were unfit for duty. British sympathizers populated the surrounding country and Tood and bedding were hard to get, even when the soldiers had tho de preciated currency of the country to offer In exchange. As an incentive to liut-bulldlng. Gen. Washington offered x purse of SIOO to the officer or man who would suggest the best substitute for boards as a roofing material, hav ing especial reference to cheapness and celerity In building. Then, to the iquad in each regiment which built its hut quickest and In the best manner he gave a purse of sl2. So encour aged. the tattered, emaclatqd army was housed late In January. Twenty-two miles away was Howe's army or 19.600 men In Philadelphia paying British gold and silver for sup plies. Washington's starveling army had only the continental currency worth s2.' to the SIOO of face value. I Even with the spirit of Toryism ab-j sent the army at Valley Forge would have been handicapped. As It wps 1 they found farmers -..defending- 'their j VALLEY FORGE cattle, grain and straw at the musket's muzzle. With reference to these uncomfort able quarters for the men. It may be said that Washington shared them with his men until all had been housed In huts. Then only did he tako up headquarters with the old Quaker preacher near the mouth of Valley creek. Around his headquarters were stationed Iho members of bis life guard. Albigence Waldo’s Diary. Somewhere In this chlllod. starved, half naked ramp was a genius who may have added mirth to Its cheerless gloom. Ills name was Alblgence Waldo, a surgeon, and In addition to his official duties he kept a diary, i which, after a hundred years. Is strangely Interesting. This diary came to light In 1861 In tho old Penn sylvania Magazine, and read through from the first entry on Nov. 19 It In dicates. as nothing else could, the wearing effect of the times and cir cumstances. On Dec. II tho hardships of Valley Forge have begun to tell on this surgeon to the continental army. He writes: "I am prodigious sick and cannot get anything comfortable. What In the name of providence can 1 do with a fit of sickness In this place, where nothing appears pleasant to the sick cned eye and nauseating atomach? But I doubt not providence will find away for my relief, only 1 cannot eat beef If I starve; for my stomach posi tively refuses such company, and how can I help that?" Next day he Is worse, and In a worse mood he scribbles: “Doc. 12.—Sunset. Wo are ordered to march over the river. It snows— I'm sick—eat nothing—no whisky—no baggage—l*ml—lxird—Lord!" Twelve days later ho begins with a tribute to the endurance and pa tlenco of tho soldlory. followed with loud pretestings for hliuself and his condition, and winds up his memo randa by taking It all back: "Dec. 24.—Prisoners and deserters are continually coming In. The army, who have been surprisingly healthy hitherto, have now begun to grow sickly from tho continued fatigues thny have suffered In this campaign Yet they still show spirit and alacrity nnd contentment not to be expected from so young troops. Why are we sent here to starve and freeze? What sweet facilities have I left at home — a charming wife, pretty children, good beds, good food, good cooking—all agreeable—all harmonious. Here all confusion—cold, smoke, hunger, and filthiness. Hera conies a bowl of soup —full of burnt leaves and dirt. Away with it. boys—l'll live like a chameleon upon air! " ’Fob. poh,* cries Pntlence within mo; ’you talk llko a fool! Your be ing sick covers your mind with a mel ancholic gloom, which makes every thing about you appear gloomy. See the poor soldier when in health—with what cheerfulness he meets his foes und encounters every hardship. If barefoot, he labors through tho mml and cold with a song In his mouth, extolling war and Washington "Hut hearken. Patience, a moment. There comes a soldier. His baro feet are seen through his worn-out shoes; his legs nearly nuked from tho tat tered remains of an only pair of stock ings—his shir*, hanging in strings— his hair disheveled—his face meager —his whole appearance picturing n person forsaken and discouraged. He conies and cries with an air of wretch edness: fc l nm sick—my feet lame —my legs are sore—my clothes worn out — my constitution brokon —1 fall fast—l shall soon bo no more! And all the reward I shall get . will be: Poor Will Is. no more.”’ Christmas day enters only nominal ly Into Surgeon Waldo's diary as a date; he gives a few professional ob aervatlons in his diary for that day: "Doc. 2.V Christmas-—We are still ln tents .when we ought to be In huts. The poor sick suffor much In tents In this cold weather.. But wo now treat NO 39. tlioni differently from what tlioy use# to be at home under tus|M-ction of old women aud Dr. Itolus Llnctus. W« avoid pills, powders, bolus llnctus, cordials aud all such Inslgiiillcuut mutters, whoso |Kiwers are only ren dered Important hy causing the pa tient to give up his money insteud of his disease, llut few of the sick men dlo.” Humor In Bome Entries. That Burgeon Waldo was a humorist In no menu degree Is shown by an ex tract following one in which he gives a dissertation on "flre-cake” as au arti cle uf steady diet. He writes: "Dec. 22. —I .ay excessive cold nnd uncomfortable last night. My eyes are started out from their orbits llko a rabbit’s eyes, occasioned by a great cold—and smoke! "’What have you for breakfast, lads?* " ’Fire-cake and water, sir.’ "The Isird rand that our eomtnls sary of purchases may llvo on fire cake and water till their glutted stom achs art* turned to pasteboard!" To this comprehensive picture of life at Valley Forge is thut memorable winter. Burgeon Waldo added as ono of his last memoranda a little trlbutn of his own to Iho genoral who Usd come with them so far afield. "80 much talk about the officers.** ho wrltos, "and so many discharged. that Ills Ex y lately expressed fears or being left alone with the sol diers only. Strange that our country will not exert themselves for his sup port and save so good—so great--a man from entertaining tho least anx ious doubt of their virtue and perso veranco In sup|>ortlng a cause of such unparalleled importance." llut when May came tho army was eager to meet tho British In their rs treat from Philadelphia. New for the Drawing Room. It Is strange to whnt extent the tin gerle fad has gone. Of course, frocks and blouses are too old. too familiar to mention, and the same Is true of tho sofa cushion and tiny bed pillow. Tho lingerie table cover, however. Is new, nnd In the drawing room, with stately mahogany or even French ftirnlturo of gilt. Is decidedly pleasing. In a Isnil* XV room on Park avenue duno In sage green nnd gold Is a taldo holding a lamp, flower rase and other thingi:. spread with a dainty wlilto cover of handkerchief linen, embroid ered by hand nnd mode with Inser tions of fine Inre. The table top In first covered, but only to Its edges, with a pink gres grain silk. Where the while cover hangs below this noth ing but tho Inre and embroidery urn seen. Tho silk lend* a pretty blush to the muslin, nnd has the additional recommendation of liniiartlng a llttlo "body" to It. nnd thus preventing It from slipping about. Organ to Save Woodpile. A number of years ago a village In the eastern |*art of the town of Mid dleboro. Mass., was very much wrought up over the Introduction of a musical Instrument In their church service. At the final meeting, when the matter was to be settled, cxclto ment ran high. One man. whose reputation for hon est dealings wns not always above suspicion, made fiery speech In oppo sition. A neighbor whose hark yard Joined the speaker's could hardly wait for the close of the remarks. Then Jumping to his feet without waiting to address the chnlrman. ho said: “Gosh. sir. If 1 had known the gen tleman was so afraid of an organ I should have had one hung on my woodpile years ago." Gen. Cronje's "White Flag." Earl Roberts, who bus given up hla town house In Portland Plnre and gone to live In the country, has trans ferred his large collection of curios to his residence at Englomero, near As cot. One of the most highly prized Is a piece of dirty white rag. very much the worse for wear, and many seeing It have wondered whnt on earth it wns doing among other curion. It is the "white flag" that Gen. Cronje sent to Lord Roberts intimating his sur render at Paardeberg.—Tid-Uits. Saved by Hope. We arc saved by hope. Never man hoped too much, or repented that ho had hoped. Tho plague Is that wo don't hope in God half enough. Hope never hurt any one —never yet In terfered with duty; nay. It always strengthens to the performance of duty, gives courage, nnd clours tho judgment. Hope Is tho most rntlonal thing in the universe.” —George Mac- Donald. Sins of Pittsburg. A crazy man called on the mayor of Pittsburg and naked him to finance a railroad to heaven. With tho excep tion of Pittsburg, Philadelphia would probably be the moat available loca tion for the other terminus of such a line. An (???) "Well," mused the poet. "I may not louve my family much llfo insurance but I shall certainly leave them a large collection of hitherto llsbed poems.”