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BY BOOTH TAREIM3T0N and HARRY LEON WILSON NOVELIZED FROM TIE PLAY BYW.B.BLFESGUSON COHTtNOED.J CHAPTER XII. if1 Iut. Marse Gene. bnney," im I I plored the old negro, "yo' t-jwl sbo'ly is gwlue to make" rffiyfl "Some attempt to es cape?" smiled Kirby. "Not any. Croup. For oue thing I don't wish to. and for another 1 think It would be wasted ef fort. The moon Is very unaccommo dating." be added cheerfully, peering out Into the darkness, "but still it seems to me that there are shadows out there not formed by trees. At least they appear somewhat agitated. shouldn't wonder." he tiulshed In the lame pleasant conversational tone. "If Mr. Bunce has realized by this' time that be would have been considerably more comfortable had be remained here. The ulfiht air doesn't appear overbenltbful." "Yo' nieuu. Mnrse Gene, dat de house an) surrounded wlf men," quavered Cruup, seeking to peer over the other's shoulder. "So I should imagine." agreed Kirby. "It's time our interesting friends on horseback should be here. Aren't they drawing rein out there?" "Oh. Lawd: Oil. Lawd!" gasped Croup, abandoning himself to despair. ''Dey'a gwlue to have yo' life, Marse Geno"- "S-h-h!" warned Kirby. "Here come . the ladles. No more agouy, if you please. I assure you your sympathies are en i lieu wasted. The good die youug. hi know." And be turned, with a pleasant smile, as Mine. Da- , vezac and Miss I'leydull entered. Both appeared thoroughly frighten ed, although endeavoring to cloak it under a imik of well bred composure, and Kirby, purposely Ignoring their condition, uium-ned himself upon a soothing current of small talk which was remarkable for Its lack of rele vance. "Just discoursing with Croup on the beauties of the night," he prevaricated cheerfully. "You see, 1 have been quite deserted. My secretary, feellug the beat, stepped Into the garden for a breath or air, while Miss Randall evidently had duties elsewhere. Shall we continue -our game? Or perhaps Miss Adele will sing for us again." "I I am a little frightened. Colonel Moreau," interrupted Mine. Davezac, ber emotion mastering all repressive measures, while she glanced apprehen sively at the window. "There are strange shadows moving In the garden We saw them from the parlor." "Ah. undoubtedly my secretary." re plied Kirby,, "a most active being for oue of bis extensive displacement. 1 assure you be Is entirely capable of ' creating more tbau oue legitimate shadow" "it was more than oue man." Inter rupted Ann I'leydull In a frightened voice of couvlction. "Dense do uot Jest with us. Colonel Moreau. We are convinced that some meu are watch ing this house both front and rear." "In that case," said Kirby, lustantly serious, "I beg of you, ladles, to retire to your rooms and penult me to In vestigate this matter. There la no cause for alarm" A shrill, frightened scream cut blm short, and the next moment Poulette came flying Into the room, moautug and wringlug ber bands. "Oh-b-b!" she cried, shrluklng away from the window. "Men all rouud de bouse. Dey have gun muskets. l)oy bide lu de bush. Oil h b!" Instiuctively Kirby placed a hand In bis breast pocket aud strode toward the balcony. As he gained the window Professional Dit ectory of Wallowa County 1"- I THOS. M. DILL 1 ATTORNEY-AT-LAW iSnrfti-a In 1 Iti-h hilll,ttliu Rnniu't 107. KnterprUe, Oregon. ) DAMEL BOYD ATTOKNEY-ARAW Practice in all Stat Courts and Interior Department. Careful at tention to all business. i4 D. W. SUEAHAN J LAWYER ENTERPRISE J Courts and Interior Department. . J, A, DURLEIGH ATrORNEY-AT-LAW 0fflc tn. Lltcu Building. Enterprise, Oregon. ! a hand suddenly pulled film duck," and he turned to confront Adele. "You think they have tracked you." she whispered, biting the quiver from her lips. "They shau't take you! They shan't!" nassionately. vehemently. "Stand back from the window," he commanded quietly, throwing .an arm before her. "Ladles." be added, turn ing to the others, who, with I'ouiette. had defensively bulwarked themselves behind the curd table, "there Is no I cause for alarm. It is possibly oniy a posse of our neighbors hunting a run away nigger." "Quite so. sir." agreed a drawling voice. And. turning. Kirby discerned Judge I'leydell standing In the door way, complacently aud resolutely blocking the one avenue of escape. Kirby felt quite assured that at last some one of Ills late friends had dis covered the true Identity of "Colonel Moreau." "1 have found out' who these tres passers are." continued the Judge, sig nificantly eying the masquerader, "and, ladies, It Is my earnest request that you retire to your rooms." "Retire?" furiously stormed Adele, ber eyes snapping. "1 tell you I'll have tbem whipped off the place!" "You can't do It: he's right." cut in Kirby. nodding toward the Judge. A heuvy step In full retreat now sounded on the balcony, and as Mme. Davezac gave birth to a frightened little scream I.nrkln Bunce, looking considerably overheated and embar rassed, pushed through the window and beamed rut ber foolishly upon the assembled company. "You changed your mind about tak ing that stroll, did you, Larkln?" greeted Kirby pleasantly. "Well, I didn't stroll fur." acknowl edged the other, fastening an innocent eye upon " the celling. "There was some men out there, strangers to me so fur. Yet they kind o' seemed to show some Interest in me when I ran Into 'em. Told me it wasn't healthy to take too long a walk lu the night air. And when 1 went round the bouse the other way there was some more o' them says the same thing similar. So 1 reckoned I might as well come back to the house." "If you will permit me." said Kirby, facing the company and raising bis voice. "1 will receive Judge I'leydell's friends on the porch youder. No, Bunce," he added sharply as the other approached, "I don't waut you. It's a loue hand, partner"." "You shau't do It." Implored Adele catching his arm. "Oh. don't you see It would be as If I bad betrayed you? Anatole." she broke off sharply, a note of agonized relief In her voice as the young creole appeared In the doorway and gently shouldered his way past the Judge "Anatole, you've told me a hundred times you'd die to do me a service. Now I give you the chance. I want those meu drlveu off my prop erty." M. Venudry's face whitened and set as he became Hie cyuosure of all eyes. Kirby's excepted. "It Is a service that I do you, made moiselle," he said at length, with quiet dignity. "Those are my men out there. 1 told them to surround the bouse, aud this gentleman knows what for," bow ing gravely to Kirby, "No, he doesn't, but I do!" cried Adele, laughing hysterically, "So this Is how you wlu a woman, Anatole? You will answer to my brother for au attack ou a guest of this bouse," she Qulshed, her anger once more master lug all other emotions. "Mademoiselle. It Is by your broth er's orders that I act aud I think U I L. Q. HOLLAND. M. D. J rilYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office in Lltch Building. I Telephone Connection. $$ Catting an Autograph. A Munieo boy of fourteen, who had seeu and admired many of Rudolf voh Selta's palntliiKS. was anxious to se cure the painter's autograph, but did not know how to git about it. After much thought he wrote a letter, stat ing that be had sent a case of wiue to the professor's address, and wanted to know whether it bad been received. TbluktuR the matter or eutllelent Im portance tbe painter did uot write, but called at the address given, met tbe hoy 'a mother, and tbe fraud soon be came apparent. The boy waa thor ougly scolded, and next day received this autograph note: It often hupitia tier on arth Thai Pill rotiuen to great ones rtow. Some autoKraph tor which you're trying Cnb proi-urvtl without much lyln. W. G. TRILL. Attorney and Coiroselor-at-Uw Office In Borland BulUlug, En- terprwe, uregon. . Is that he is himself here now," replied M. Veaudry. Even while Adele laughed scornfully a confused babel of cries was heard from the garden, supplemented by hoarse oaths and the sound of ruuning ' feet. Another moment aud Tom Ran dall had burst Into the room. Covered with dust and sweat, white, haggard, i half Insane with excitement, a prey ' to the most consuming passion, he was the epitome or violence. balked re- venge nU(j undylug hatred as, throw- lug off Adele's restraining arm, be launched himself straight at Kirby. Aaron IEuudail. grave and collected, next entered and methodically placed upon ait ndjacent chair the green port manteau belonging to the late lament ed Colonel Moreau. Kirby quietly awqlted young Ran dall's onslaught aud, as the maddened boy threw himself upou hi in, pinioned his arms aud. despite all opposition, forced him backward into a chair. "Let me go! Get out of the way, you people!" screamed. Tom, like an In furiated child, as Adele and Aaron laid restraining hands upon him. "We've run you to earth, Mr. Wolf," be added, glaring at Kirby, while be strove to release himself, almost sob bing with Impotent fury. "Wolf, am I?" echoed Kirby, step ping back. "Then I'll show you some fangs." "Tom!- Tom!" Implored Adele. "What's the matter? Why do you act this way? You don't know what you're doing." "Don't I?" he snarled, writhing from ber grasp and again confronting Kirby. "it's you who are the fool. There's the man we want for the murder of Colonel Moreau!" She started back, aghast, staring from ber brother to Kirby and back again In helpless, doubting astonish. "WB'VS RUM YOU TO BA11TB, MR. WOtP." meut. while Judge rieydell coughed dryly and his daughter sheltered her self behind the ample bulwarks of Mine. Davezac. who. now that the source of ber fears bad been Identified, bud regained ber sereue composure and was staring curiously at Kirby. "It was Colonel Moreau be killed?' whispered Adele in a strangely quiet aud emotlouless voice. "Shot down like a dog. Moreau was unarmed." growled young Randall, with brutul brevity. "Indeed!" murmured Kirby, evincing sudden interest. "How do you know?' "Because uo weapou was fouud wltb the body." "Who told you that?" "Nobody." "Then bow do you know?" "I louud Moreau's body, and I am the chief wltuess against you." suap lisd the box, spitting out tbe words A4JMi- TIT VC"PritTTTf f S DENTIST - ENTERPRISE I .... 4 4 umce in LlLcn Building. Room J 121 Home Independent Phone. i 4 C. T. HOCKETT. M. D. 1 PHYSICIAN AND SIRGEON f OfflcA In T.ltih hull. lino- Pnnm X ..: .. : - t Uo. Home tad. Phone In office! and residence. J $4 4-. 1 DR. C. A. AULT $ T PH vein iv ikn ci'nrrnu Office in Bank Building. 3 Home phone both office and residence. 1 4.M CHARLES THOMAS LAWYER ENTERPRISE, ORE. Practice in State and Federal Pniiat. I ... . a . - . . . P vvui ia iihi iui, iepi. ADscraci Tl 1 1 1 ur nnnniUa aA..m 1 z "with distilled" venom. Aaron Randall's expression t hanged, and with sudden agitation he grasped M. Veaudry's urm. To both meu some idea of the boy's despicable action had occurred. Kirby waited coolly, surveying his accuser, while be carefully chose bis next words. "So you are the man I had to find." be said mensuredly, with a sardonic, contemptuous smile. "Did you throw that pistol away, or did you keep It?" "That's your defense. Is it?" cried Tom, laughiug wildly. "I'll show you how much water that'll hold. You want to accuse me of taking It ac cuse me of taking that poor dead man's pistol? You'll Bnd that accusation is going to fasten the rope Just a little tighter around your ueck. Moreau left his pistol in that portmanteau this morning while at my aunt's bouse, and if I speak the truth it's there yet." ne pointed dramatically to the green leather article his cousin still guarded, and, Aaron making uo move to open ft, but remaining preoccupied . and si lent. Judge I'leydell stepped briskly forward and performed the service, holding significantly aloft the Derriu- ger wuicb bad almost ended Kirby s life. Ha! That looks as If I took it. doesn't It?" cried Tom, turning In sav age triumph upon his fancied enemy. The only pistol l corrled In my life was my father's. There It Is." produc ing from his pocket the silver mount ed single shot weapou. "You ought to know that pistol," be tiulshed men acingly. "If you dou't, tliese people here know U" You seem to have made rour case," admitted Kirby, with cool brevity and indifference. "I believe I'd prefer to go out." He glanced at Adele,, but she had turned away with bowed head, look ing utterly crushed. After a moment's hesitation be turned to go, .wheu M. Veaudry sprung forward and barred his way. "Keep out of this. Anatole!" warned young Randall. "You've done your share." "Yes, I have done my share, but 1 have not forgotten my honor," replied, tbe young Creole, pale with but III re pressed excitement. "I would kill him. but not by, lies, it wus n fair meet ing. Colouel Moreau was armed this morning. He carried that very pistol you show us here." pointing to tbe weapon that Judge I'leydell still he!d "Tbe proof Is there," he finished sim ply. "Your cousin, be told me." "You fool!" cried young Randall, completely outraged ut this unexpected actiou. which he considered base trencher?. "What do you mean? Aaron," he added violently, turning to his cousin, "tell blm that's n He." But Tom Randall's second witness proved as disappointing, and his hasty, despicable and well executed method of vengeance fell to pieces before his enraged eyes. He, who had not thought twice of fastening a murder upon his enemy, bad never for a moment doubt ed that, the necessity arising, this im portant witness, this blood relation who shared bis hatred, would readily swear away the life of their mutual enemy. He had acted without princi ple. He bad reckoned wit hout bis cous in's Inherent love for common decen cy and Justice. Aaron Randall posi tively refused to corroborate tbe false hood. "No. sir." he said sternly. "We have a better way." Tom. abandoning himself to rage and chagrin, turned upon M. Vandry and Aaron. "You cowardly sneaks!" he cried. "You go back ou me now when I bad this man where 1 could pay bitn what I owed blm. There are twenty men around this bouse who would stamp his life out like a rattlesnake. Give me that pistol." "Give him the pistol. Give him for ty!" added Kirby hotly as Judge I'ley dell hesitated. "I'll teach you to skulk behind trees and rob a dead man. to swear a murder on me." ne aaaea passionately, turnlug upon bis accuser. "I am clear of your lies. I am wltbiu the law now, and you are outside It. Take your Ylstol. call In youc frieuds to help you. and I'll make "No! No!" cried Adele plteously He turned, mastering by an effort bis bitter passion. "And." be finished courteously, with a formal bow, "1 will make them welcome. It shall never be said of me that 1 was Inhospitable In my own house. Oblivious to tbe others, his declara tion had been aimed at Adele, and. de spite the suave courtesy wltb which It waa delivered, she was acutely con scious of a certalu bitter undercurrent of Irony In the words, re-euforced by the sardonic cballeuge of bis eyes. "Your own house," she echoed slow ly. "Did you say that" "It la nilue tonight." She stared at him, wide eyed and tremulous with sudden fear aud hor ror, as If the phautasmagoria ot some hideous dream, a belug whom she had swiftly learned to cherish, had In breath turned Into a venomous reptile. Its wicked head drawn back to strike, "mere is oniy one muu iu iut unu who could make that claim," ehe whls- pered, choking over eacn woru wuuo slifi. sjlil.au rJ witQ uorruioa uukuui tion-"only one man in the world wbb could make that claim!' "Don't you see who the scoundrel Is?" cried Tom. with brutal contempt. Kirby bowed gravely to Adele Ran dall.- 'Cameo Kirby at your service, mad am. I told you the baa prince always stayed too long," be added sadly, bit terly. (To to continued.) P.0CC0 RULER TORTURE EXPERT Throws Vict ms to Lions Wiien Consuls Protest. WOMAN VICTIM FOR MONTH. Mother of Former Governor ot Fei Hung by Chains to Tear Flesh of Arms, While Hand Is Crushed In Damp Rawhide One Prisoner Drag gad Through Streets In Iron Cage. The question Is being asked in Eu rope, and asked with more and more Insistence, bow long Is the brute who Is now the ruler of Morocco to be al lowed to torture and kill bis subjects? To read the well authenticated re ports of atrocities perpetrated by this man makes many shudder und wonder whether it can really be true that Mo rocco Is only a few hours' distance from some of the most celebrated cit ies of Europe. Fresh Instances are continually being brought to light of Mulai Ilatid's cruelty. As Is well known, the moment be ob tained the throne be began to mutilate and torture bis prisoners, bis proceed ings being so abominable that tbe con suls of tbe powers at Fez drew up a collective protest and demanded that in future all punishments involving mutilation or lingering death should ' cease. Threw Him to Lions. Mulul Ilatid's reply was tbe putting to death by throwing to lions of one of his prisoners, the pretender. El Rogbl, who for weeks previously bad been subjected to torture, physical aud mental, oue of tbe methods of torture devised by the sultan being the exbibi tion of his captive cramped up lu au iron cage, which was drawn through the streets. . But. this was only a beginning. Story after story of torture, mutilation and death has come from Morocco. One of tbe latest of them Is In regard to rela fives of Ben Alssa, the late governor of Fez, who himself, having incurred the sultan's anger, or, rather, being an object of his cupidity, for the purpose of the proceedings was to disclose bid den treasure supposed to be In Ben Alssa's possession, was tortured Ceath. , to The mother of Ben Alssa's wife was then tortured, and recently she was discovered. JUBt alive, after upward of six weeks lu close confinement in a dark cell In heavy fetters. Ben Alssa's wife is believed to have undergone a -month of tortures. Per sons acquainted with Moorish customs have been able to gather from her con dition what she has undergone. First. they say, her right hand was sewed np In a damp rawhide, which, by contract ing, crushed the band and rendered it useless. Then she was bung up by ropes or chaius fastened to ber fore arms and wrists, which bod to bear her whole weight, the strain cutting -deeply luto the flesh, and ber legs and feet were at the same time chained. Women Expose Cruelties. Attempts were undoubtedly made to conceal these cruelties, and the credit of exio8ing them is due to tbe pert! na"lty of tbe two women of tbe Fez medical mission, Mlsa Mellett and Miss Denlson, who would not be put off until they bud made a medical exam (nation; also to tbe efforts ol Mme. Murat, tbe wife of a French doctor. aud of Mr. Macleod, the British consul at Fez. 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In tbe old days be was a butcher. He is now president of a trust company In Cincinnati, and along with Charles P. Taft and others be is powerful in tbe traction interests of Cincinnati. The peculiarity of his makeup is his eyes. They are like sappntres. xney shine red and blue and white, and his face is pink. When be is angry those eyes are sapphire. Yet his demeanor never changes. It Is calm and im passive, and, while his voice Is hoarse, there Is a gentle strain to it, and be never raises it. He seems to keep himself within bounds. No matter whether you believe In Cox or not as a political factor, in the estimation of his friends as well as his enemies he does not on public occa sions lose himself. Cox 'has talked more within the last few months than ever before in all of bis thirty years of Republican leadership of Cincin nati. As you get older, said a psychologi cal critic .the other day, you are apt to talk more, and this critic recalled that Richard Croker, for twenty years the Democratic master of Tammany Hall, talked more In his later career, and perhaps this talk led to bis un doing. Cox's bet of J15.C00 that Judge Oren Brltt Brown would be nominated for governor. In the opinion of Cox's friends In Ohio, greatly Injured Brown's hances. ., "The moral element of the state," said one of Cox's lieutenants, "was greatly shocked when Cox offered to make this bet.". . - As matter of fact, according to com petent testimony, only $1,250 of that bet was taken up. Thus Cox lost $1,250 by Brown's defeat. 'Harding will have to contribute certainly that $1,250 to the. campaign fund," said one of Cox's lieutenants. 'if be wants to secure Cox's support" PLAYWRIGHTS ARE CHILDLESS Henry Arthur Jones "and Hall Caine Only Exceptions. - According to an observer, English writers of plays are generally childless. 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