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Qi»STORY^?
THE
SMUGGLER
By
ELLA MIDDLETON
TYBOUT
Illutrationi by Raj Waller*
(Copyrlfflit. IM7, by J li. I.lpplncott Co.)
BYNOPBIB.
Three girls Elizabeth, Gabrlelle and
Ellse—started for Canada to spend the
ainnmer there. On board steamer they
were frightened hy an apparently dement
ed stranger, who, finding u bug belonging
to one of them, took enjoyment In scru
tinizing a photo of the trio. The young
women met a Mrs. Graham, anxiously
awaiting her husband, who had a mania
for sailing. They were Introduced to
Lord Wilfrid and Lady Edith. A cottage
by the ocean was rented. Two men
called. They proved to he John C.
Blake and Gordon Bennett, one a friend
of Elizabeth's father. A wl3p of yellow
hair from Mr. Graham's pocket fell Into
the hands of Ellse. Mrs. Graham's hair
was black. Fearing for the safety of
some gems. Lady Edith left them In a
safe at the cottage. Mr. Gordon Bennett
was properly Introduced, explained his
actions on board ship. Ellse. alone, ex
plored the cellar, overhearing a conver
sation there between Mary Anne and a
man. He proved to bo her son, charged
with murder. At a supper, which was
held on the rocks, Elizabeth rather mys
teriously lost her ring, causing a search
by the entire party. Gabrlelle witnessed
a stormy scene between Lady Edith and
Lord Wilfrid, Jealousy being the cause.
Mary Anne brought back Elizabeth’s
ring. Eilse went sailing with Gordon
Bennett. He tried to persuade her to
return the jewels left In the girl's care
by Lady Edith. At midnight Ellse saw
two men—one of them Gordon Bennett—
attempting to force an entrance Into
their boathouse. She admitted to herself
that she had nearly loved him and be
lieved herself used as a tool. Mrs. Gra
ham, sick, told Ellse of her husband’s
love for another woman. Gordon Ben
nett and Blake returned with Mr. Gra
ham's body. He had heen murdered.
Lord Wilfrid grew sulky. Lady Edith
confided to Ellse that Blake and Ben
nett were thieves. Lady Edith led her to
where they were trying to break in. The
girls were awakened late at night by a
noise in the cottage. They found Blake
and Bennett awaiting Lady Edith, who,
they told the girls, was Nell Simms, a
notorious crook, and Lord Wilfrid, a
smuggler, wanted for murder. They re
fused to believe. Blake proved to be a
government officer.
CHAPTER XVl.—Continued.
At last it came. A stealthy step, a
subdued rustle of skirts, a whispered
word of caution, and we were aware
that some one had entered the din
ing room and stood so near the shel
tering portiere that it moved slightly.
We could hear a low voice command
tome one to go to the foot of the stairs
and listen for movements above. Then
silence again, and a whisper from
Mary Anne that everything was quiet.
A faint light appeared through the
opening of the portiere, and, parting it
still further, we saw two figures: One
a man, on his knees at the door of the
safe, while the other, a woman, held
the lantern. Her back was toward
us, but we knew only one person with
that wealth of golden hair, slim, grace
ful figure, and those dazzling white
shoulders enhanced by the low-cut
black gown. Elizabeth’s Angers closed
tightly on my arm, and I knew she,
too, had recognized Lady Edith Camp
bell.
The man bungled at the lock, and
she Bpoke sharply to him, her voice
hard and stinging. He muttered
something, but she did not answer,
for the door of the safe swung open,
disclosing the box she had placed
there In Its wrappings of soft white
paper. Eagerly she bent to get it,
but as she took it in her hands a
whistle blew shrilly, hasty steps ap
proached and the room suddenly
seemed full of people and lights.
The man sprang to his feet with an
oath, but his arms were seized by
two men in uniform, who in terms
xhore forceful than polite admonished
him to keep quiet and make no trouble.
And the woman —Lady Edith? She
stood erect, with head flung back and
biasing eyes. A scarlet spot flamed
n her cheeks, glowing brilliantly at
Srst, then fading to marble whiteness
is she looked at the array against
Her. For a moment she said nothing:
then, turning to Mr. Blake, she spoke
in an even, mechanical voice.
"I congratulate you upon the suc
cess of your coup.”
He tame nearer and held out his
hand authoritatively.
"I will relieve you of that box," he
said.
"I will .not give It to you.”
"I should regret to use force with
a woman."
But we could bear no more, and
with one accord pushed aside the cur
tain and entered the room.
“It isn’t true!" cried Elizabeth, rush
lng to her side. “Say it isn’t true, and
we will believe you.”
“Even now, in the face of everything
would you believe me?"
"Yes," I said; “we would indeed. Il
is your word against theirs—why
should we not believe you? Only say
It is not true. The box Is yours, but
why did you get it this way? You
had only to tell us you wanted it”
“You hear?” she said, standing tall
and erect, her eyes on a level with
Mr. Blake's as she looked at him,
ignoring his outstretched hand. “My
word against yours, and they believe
mm —me! M
“1 should regret to use force,” he re
peated. “The box, if you please."
“Stop!” said Gabrlelle quickly.
“Lady Edith, may I take the box?
Thank you. Surely it is a simple mat
ter for you to satisfy this man. Let
us open it and prove him wrong once
for all, and then neither you nor I
need ever see him again.”
She unwrapped the first layer of
paper, then paused uncertainly.
“Tell me they are yours,” she said
In a q inter, choked voice—"your moth
er's pearls—and 1 will believO you.
Only look at me and tell me so.”
The great brown eyes looked into
Gabrielle’s clear hazel ones steadily
for a minute perhaps, then faltered;
the long lashes drooped upon her
cheek, and she turned aside, speech
less —self-confessed a thief.
Gabrlelle. with a sigh which was al
most a sob, handed the box to Mr.
Blake. He bowed gravely, removed
the cover, and Mrs. Bundy’s famous
emeralds glittered in their bed of Jew
eler's cotton. As long as i live I shall
hate emeralds, for they can but re
call that most painful scene, bringing
vividly before me the averted face,
and bent golden head, of our once
loved friend.
“Surely,” said Gordon Bennett,
“there is no use in prolonging this
scene.”
"None whatever," agreed Mr. Blake,
making a sign to the officers who held
the man I even now think of as Lord
Wilfrid.
"I arrest you," said the officer, “for
the murder of Harry Graham.”
Something flashed in the light, and
we heard a sharp click, accompanied
by a suppressed scream from Mary
Anne.
"Not that!" she cried. "Oh, good
Lord! not that! Don’t put the ’and
cuffs on ’im.”
“Be quiet,” her son said. "Don’t
you see the game is up?”
She did not heed him, but stood be
fore the officers with raised hand and
a certain dignity of carriage which
commanded attention in spite of her
gingham apron and round red face.
“Aye,” she said; “the murder of
Mr. Graham. ’E done it—’e struck the
blow —but why? Ask the woman be
side ’im, ’er with the soft 'ands and
the yellow 'air. Ask ’er why he done
It. Ain’t she ’is wife? Ain’t ’e lived
and breathed and worked fur ’er ever
sence the evil day he fust seen 'er —
the day 'e come to me and told me ’e
was agoing to take up a trade and
live honest and respectable? Wot did
she do fur ’im? She smiled on 'im
and she coaxed ’lm, with ’er sweet
voice and pretty ways; she said she
couldn’t live wi’out ’im, and more, too.
And she told ’im ’ow rich she was,
'My Word Against Yours, and They
Believe Me."
and ’ow easy she made ’er money—
takln’ whatever she laid ’er ’ands on,
and smuggling jools and sich acrost
the border to ’er friends in the states.
Wot did she marry ’lm fur? She didn’t
love him —”
The man made a sudden motion,
but the officer laid a restraining hand
upon his arm, and Mary Anne con
tinued, pouring out the words in a
steady stream which admitted of no
interruption.
“She wanted somebody to do ’er
dirty work, that's why she married ’im.
and tired enough of 'lm she got, fur
all the gold key she gave ’lm an’ the
cuff button which I thought I’d die
when I seen it In yer ’ands. Miss
Elise. Was there a stormy night she
didn't send 'im out on the ocean wi’ a
boat-load fur the other side, carin’ not
a bit whether ’e ever come back or
not? Did she care fur anything but
'erself?
“Don’t I know ’ow fur years, ever
sence she fust seen Mm. she’s made
that pore dead man work fur 'er? An
honest man ’e was, too, at fust, with n
wife and child, but wot did she care?
'E was crazy about 'er, and once 1
heard Mm say ’e’d foller ’er to purga
tory and wuss, and ’e left Ms wife and
child whenever she called Mm. which
she did wi’ a lock o’ ’air and some
fool verse. She liked Mm, too—liked
Ms fine Agger and 'andsome face, and
when he come around she ’ad smiles
iiiid to spare, with nothing left fur
Willy but black looks and sharp words.
Oh, I know!”
“Will some one stop the woman?”
aid Mr. Blake helplessly; but Mary
\nne had more to say, and went close
to her daughter-in-law, addressing her
directly.
“When you sent fur Mm this sum
trier,” she said, “and 'e come as usual,
you didn’t like it because he brought
is wife —pore, pale, homely little
thing—so you was extra sweet to Mm
tights when you met in the boat-’ousq.
and he sailed you out on the sea, you
two alone, and my boy here left be-'
hind, eatin’ Mb ’eart out with love and
jealousy. And you made a plan, you
two. so's you could be together alwiz.
fur you thought you couldn’t live
apart, you said. 8o ’e was to leave Ms
wife fur good and all and go abroad,
and you was to join 'ira there, fust let- j
tin’ the police in Montreal know how :
they could git Willy—git Mm fur some- j
thin’ ’e done because you told Mm to. '
But you wanted to close up the biz-'
ness ’ere fust, you said, and git the
emeralds safely landed, so’s you
would be sure of the money they’d
bring. And Willy wasn’t to git a cent,
fur you needed it yerself. but ’e
thought 'e had ’em, fur you give Mm a
box Jest like it one night, and started
Mm and Mr. Graham off fur the other
shore. You never thought, though,
when you two was talkin' in the boat- _
house Jest before they sailed, that me
and Willy was in the passageway ,
listenin’ to you. We 'eard jest ow
Mr. Graham was to land Mm with the
empty box, and sail away immediate,
leavin’ Mm caught hard and fast.
Well you knowed ’e would never peach
on you.”
She paused and swallowed convul
sively.
“So Willy went out in the boat alone
with Mr. Graham, and with Ms 'eart
black wi' rage and passion. And ’e
struck the man meanln' to stun Mm,
per’aps. But ’e killed Mm —'e killed
Mm; And 1 say now, and God in
'eaven knows I’m right, that this wom
an murdered 'Arry Graham, not my
boy—not my boy.”
“Officer,” said Mr. Blake's quiet
voice, "remove the prisoners.”
The officers now approached the
woman and held the handcuffs toward
her, but Bhe shrank away against the
wall.
“Not that!” she cried, with the first
note of appeal her voice had con
tained. “Not that! I will go quietly.
Not that.”
"Then go,” Mr. Blake said sternly,
"and remember resistance Is useless.
There are other men outside, and the
government boat is at the slip. Go.”
She turned once and looked at us,
as Bhe walked between the two officers
to the front door, and paused uncer
tainly.
“Good-by,” Bhe Bald very gently.
“You would have believed me, and I
thank you. * I—l am glad to have
known you. Please forget me, and —
good-by.”
The train of her black gown swept
the floor as she crossed the hall, but
she did not look back again; we
heard the door close, and steps cross
the veranda, and then Mr. Blake re
placed the cover on the glittering
emeralds and again wrapped them In
soft white paper.
“And this,” he said to Gabrlelle,
“explains our presence in your cellar
to-night. I hope you are convinced I
spoke the truth."
But Gabrlelle was on the couch, her
face hidden in the cushions, her dig
nity a thing of the past.
“Go away,” she said in a smothered
voice—"go away, and never, never, let
me see your face again.”
“What have we done?” he inquired,
turning to his friend with a puzzled
air.
Elizabeth now had the floor, and the
mantle of dignity descended upon her.
"I think,” she remarked frigidly, "we
need not trouble you to stay any
longer. We are quite accustomed to
being alone —we prefer to be alone.”
Gordon Bennett turned helplessly to
me, but it wae now my turn to be
haughty and unappeased. Even under
the circumstances, I could not let the
others distance me.
“I do not think there is anything
more to say, Mr. Bennett," I returned
loftily. ”1 quite agree with my
friends.”
“It seems," he remarked, turning to
Mr. Blake, “as though we might as
well go home."
When they reached the door, how
ever, he returned and stood before me,
hat In hand, and a very determined
aspect about the chin.
“I want to tell you,” he said, “that
I found the scarf-pin on the slip. It
was a sleeve button dropped by the
man you call Lord Wilfrid, and the j
clue Mr. Blake was looking for. I
had promised him not to admit to any
one where I got it—therefore I lied,
as you know. He had It set as a pin,
and wished to try the effect on the
woman. You know how she gave her
self away when she saw it. for you
also were watching her. The gold
key 1b the badge of this particular
band of smugglers, and they all wear
it In various ways. Your servant,
Mary Anne, was more sinned against
than sinning, and will be allowed to go
free. I know you would wish this.”
He paused suggestively. I made no
reply. "I think that Is all,” he con
cluded, “except to say that If I can
at any time be of service to you, or if,
for any reason, you want to see me,
1 hope you will let me know. Until
then I shall be careful not to Intrude.”
The hall door slammed with some
emphasis, and again we listened to
stepß crossing the veranda. Then,
simultaneously and without restraint,
we began to cry, while Mary Anne
In the kitchen sobbed heavily.
This did us all good, and when at
last we opened the windows and
looked out, the ocean sparkled and
glittered in the morning sun and the
whole world smiled at us just as it
had so often done before.
At the point of the island a small,
dark object moved swiftly along; wo
recognized the government boat, and
watched it with swimming eyes and
trembling lips until It made the turn
and disappeared.
Gabrlelle pointed to the foam in its
wake with a hand that shook slightly.
"There goes Lady Edith,” she said;
and we looked out over tbs empty
ocean in silence.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
IN THE PUBLIC EYE
NAGEL'S FIRST ASSISTANT
About two years ago Mr. McHarg was en
gaged as a special attorney, by the department of justice and assigned to the
prosecution of land fraud cases in New Mexico. Later he represented the de
partment In litigation connected with Indian affairs in Oklahoma. While thus
engaged he was selected by Frank H. Hitchcock, then in charge of William
H. Taft 8 campaign for the presidential nomfnation, to prepare the cases of
contesting delegations for presentation to the Republican national committee,
and the committee on credentials at the Chicago convention.
The manner in which Mr. McHarg handled these cases attracted to him
the attentimi of the party leaders, who recognized his ability at once. After
the convention he was actively engaged in campaign matters under Mr. Hitch
cock.
Mr. McHarg succeeds William R. Wheeler of California as assistant seo
retary of the department of commerce and labor. Mr. Wheeler last December
was on the point of tendering hiß resignation to accept the position of man
ager of the traffic bureau of the Merchants’ Exchange of San Francisco, for
which he has been chosen at a salary of $15,000 a year. At the earnest re
quest of President Roosevelt, however, he made arrangements whereby his
assumption of his new position would be deferred until after the close of the
Roosevelt administration.
GOT NEAR TO SOUTH POLE
Lieut. Shackleton has a reputation as an
explorer earned by a varied line or experience In that pleasant If somewhat
frost-bitten pursuit.
One of the members of the expedition in recounting the story of the
Journey, said that when they started on the trip to the magnetic pole the
weather was so hot they had to pull their two sledges in singlets. There was
half a ton of provisions on each sledge. After a comparatively easy 250-mile
journey along the sea ice they had an almost hopeless climb to the inland
platoau. They carried their lives in their hands, fighting their way inch by
inch and suffered great privations on the return journey When rescued by
the Nimrod they were a party of gaunt skeletons; the Nimrod had almost
given them up for lost.
The members of Lieut. Shackleton’s party state ihat when they were
compelled to turn back their bodily strength was diminishing so rapidly that
their temperatures went down to far below normal, in some cases reaching
93 degrees, and in others considerably lower than that.
Had this party been two days later in reaching the Nimrod It would have
been frozen in for another season. They declare that any future explorer at
tempting to reach the pole must be provided with much larger supplies of
food, because there is no doubt that the south pole is situated on a high
plateau and that the coldest and stormiest weather in the world prevails there,
there being 70 degrees of frost under the very mildest conditions.
PATENT CHIEF REMAINS
the department of state. It Is understood he
Vfus successful In negotiating treaties with foreign nations relating to the
non-working of patented Inventions In foreign countries, which had been for
some time a source of great annoyance to the manufacturing and commercial
industries of the country as well as the inventors.
Commissioner Moore Is president of the Washington Society of the Sons
of the American Revolution. By numerous decisions he has rendered he lias
protected the flag and national emblems as well as the emblem of the Ameri
can National Red Cross society from use for marks of trade in this and foreign
countries.
The Justices of the court of appeals of the District of Columbia were high
ly gratified when Informed that Mr. Moore would continue in office. As one
of them expressed it. In view of the fact that all appeals from the commis
sioner lie to that court, it Is quite necessary to have an experienced man as
commissioner, as the practice of the patent office Is highly technical and is
what has been termed "the metaphysics of the law."
EX-ROUGH RIDER’S WAY
turn home and not pay their expenses out of the territorial money appropriat
ed for the Washington campaign. The Indignant governor telephoned to the
editor when he reached home and read the newspaper. Rsponding to the
telephonic summons. Editor Ixiomls went to the capitol, met the angry execu
tive and waa punched. It >s more prompt than the Roosevelt way, less
trouble and probably productive of more results.
The trouble created cousiderable comment and resulted in Gov. Curry ten
dering his resignation to President Taft, but the latter requested him to r»
tain hie poet.
Ormsby McHarg, who has been appointed
assistant secretary of commerce and labor, is
a native of North Dakota and has been in close
touch with affairs at Washington for several
years. His selection was personal with Secre
tary Nagel, who was anxious to find a man who
had the business and legal ability to run the de
partment of commerce and labor In Mr. Nagel’s
absence.
Mr. McHarg was graduated from the law
school of the University of Michigan in 1896,
and returned to North Dakota to practice his
profession. In 1899 he went to Washington and
entered George Washington university, taking
several degrees. Later he became an instructor
of law at George Washington.
Lieut. Ernest H. Shackleton, the young Brit
ish naval officer, whose south pole seeking expe
dition came within 111 miles of reaching that
much-sought spot, smashed a lot of precedents
In pole hunting when he made his dash. In the
first place, he made a good share of the jour
ney hy automobile .and the last desperate dash
for the pole he made with hardy little ponies
rather than with dogs. The ponies were killed
and eaten one by one as necessity demanded.
The food supplies carried by the expedition
contained very few vegetables and an unusual
proportion of meats. The latter have been found
superior to keep up the strength of the men,
while the vegetables soon become worthless as
food in the Antarctic regions.
Edward Bruce Moore, commissioner of pat
ents. has been requested by Secretary Ballin
ger to continue ns the head of the United States
patent office during hla administration of the de
partment of the interior.
Mr. Moore Is the first commissioner to be
appointed from the office force. Since becom
ing commissioner he has succeeded In so Im
pressing the appropriation committees of con
gress with the needs of the office that that body
has increased the force hy 88 people and raised
the salaries of the examining corps all the way
from *3OO to *6OO a year each. He has brought
the work of the office up until It Is now practi
cally current In all Its branches
Mr. Moore was sent abroad last summer by
Governor George Curry, former rough rider
friend of ex-Presldent Roosevelt and by the lat
ter made first governor of the Island of Samar
and later promoted to the governorship of the
territory of New Mexico, does not agree with his
benefactor In the matter of treating unfriendly
editors Whereas Mr. Roosevelt painstakingly
bombarded the recreant men of the blue pencil
with Interviews, written statements, bitter let
ters and libel suits, his New Mexican protege
follows the much simpler and equallv salisfac
torv method of getting the bad editor Into his
office and beating him up.
Editor A. J. Loomis, of the Santa Fe Eagle
published the fact that Gov. Curry and his dele
gation of official statehood workers at Washing
ton had been instructed by the president to re-
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