6 THE HOME IN T.HE BLOSSOMS. Car's a white path loadin' ter it turn d« valley en de hill, En de "daisies* lak a jainbow is a-runnin' roun' it still; Dos shingled wld de blossoms—fur fum do city strife, Whar de mockln'-bird is singin' lak he de» enjoyin' life: "Chuck-will-widder! ' Joreeter—Joree!" -Ml de songs de birds sing He eingln' right at me! Do sun looks thoo' one winder, in some how 'pears ter say: "Geud mawnln' ter you, neighbor. I gwine tef shine all day! I got ter tin' dem vi'lets what winter los' away. En w;ike dem sleepy singin'-birds what dreamin' er dc May!" Den it's bluebird, en redbird, En brown thrush—all three, Shake de shiny blossoms Singin' right at me! De do'way frame wld roses what 'pear ter run a race Ter see who'll fin' de mawnin', sweet smlltn' In his face; Hut bps' er all, en sweetes', ef nigh or fur I roam, la a voice dar, in dat do'way, a-singin' - songs er home! ]'n brown thrush, en redbird, mockin'-bird —all three, Don't sing no song what sweeter Dan dat song is ter nic! No sighin' fer de great worl' bright-shln ln' fur away; "Pears lak de sweetes' flowers grows whar de humble stay; I kin ter ail de vi'lets—blue ez de sky above; Dey teach tne ter bo humble, en de lilies teach me love. Birds in all de blossoms Callin' w'en I roam, Singin' en singin' Songs er love en home! —-Frank L. Stanton. In Youth's Compan ion. Scoundrels CO. 112 ByCOULSON KERNAHAN 8 Author ot "Captain Shannon," "A Bonk ol I Strange Sins," "A Dead Men's Diary," Etc. 1 Copyright, 1899, by Herbert S. Stone & Co. CHAPTER XXII. THE MAN WHO WAS "BLACK BALLED." Need I say it was I who was answer able for the failure of Mr. Hubbouk's little scheme? I have been a member of the Ishniael club for 10 years, and have twice served upon the committee. When Number Two informed us that he was Mr. Rolandson Hall, I knew at once that I had heard the name before, and had on one occasion confounded it with Roland Hill. What that occa sion was, however, I could not recall until Number Two's sneering and lying allusion to the Ishniaelites gave me the cue. Then I recollected that when I was on the committee of the club, a Mr. Rolandson Hall had twice con trived to get himself proposed as a member. The first time lie was sum marily rejected 011 the "qualification rule," and so did not even face the pre liminary stage of being "up" for elec tion. Twelve months after he became a candidate for the second time, and on this occasion he was apparently de termined to succeed, for he made the support of every member, with whom he was 011 speaking terms, a personal favor, and indeed left no stone un turned to attain his end, and so man aged to squeeze through the prelim inary qualification scrutiny. When, however, the committee met for the final consideration of candidates, Mr. Rolandson Hall was for some reason, which no doubt was good, promptly blackballed. This fact, while it accounted for the sneers with which Hall had alluded to the club, made me all the more re solved to checkmate Mr. Hubboclt's little demonstration. Rather than that the guest of a club, of which I am a member, should come to harm under its roof, I de cided —should every other means fail— to make known to the police the whole story of my connection with the syn dicate. But I was reluctant to resort to so extreme a measure unless com pelled, and as I thought I saw my way to a simpler solution of the difficulty, I went to work accordingly. To find the instrument-maker at Geneva to whom the ten-minute gong had been entrusted, in order that a musical box might be placed inside, was easy enough. It was easy enough, too — thanks to the thousand pounds which 1 had recently pocketed—to persuade him to supply me with a duplicate gfnig. The duplicate was to resemble the original in every way, and, like the original, it was to contain a mu sical box, which, when wound up, would, at the expiration of ten min utes, play "God Bless the Prince of Wales!" What was not so easy was the sub stitution of my musical box for the in fernal machine with which Hubbock had promised to replace the original gong. That he would not effect the change until immediately before din ner I knew, so that I had practically only a few minutes in which to ac complish my task. While the rest of the members were in the reception chamber waiting the arrival of the prince, I made my way to the dining-room, with the gong •which I had procured in Geneva under my cloak, and under pretense of look ing where my seat wai placed, began to examine the tables. But as the waiters were coining and going the <vnole time, 110 opportunity offered for uio exchange, iimling which. I determined to take the bull by the horns; so boldly walking to the head of the table, 1 lifted the gong, and began turning it round and round, as if curious to learn the mechanism. No one but waiters being in the room, and they, I suppose, hesitating to in terfere lest they should be rebuked for insolence to a member, 1 strolled— the gong still in my hands —towards the window, as if to avail myself of the light. Then turning niy back for a moment, I contrived to effect the ex change; and placing the musical box on the table, I left the club with Hub bock's infernal machine under my cloak, and having taken the thing to a place of safety, returned in time to be present at the dinner. 1 was present also next morning at the meeting, when Hubbock had hoped to receive the congratulations of his fellow-conspirators. Why the expect ed explosion had not taken place is no mystery to ihe reader; but Hub bock's mystification and mortification were equally great. To have to report utter, if unaccount- failure was humiliating enough; but the smiling incredulity with which Number Two refused to accept any other explanation than that Hubbock had become flurried, and in his haste had placed the wrong machine on the table, added immeasurably t<o the poor man's wrath. Grinning with impotent rage and irritation, he again and again declared that the failure was due to no mistake of his. He might as well have talked to a brick wall. "My good Hubbock, ray excellent Hubbock, it is quite unnecessary for you to excite yourself about the mat ter," said Number Two, smiling iin perturbably. "Any of sis might have done as you did. Outwardly the two machines—the musical box and the bomb —were exactly alike, and as the waiters were no doubt inconveniently near at the time, it was quite easy to make the mistake. The muddle is un fortunate, very unfortunate, but very natural, and we all admit you did your best." "I tell you I didn't muddle the thing," roared the unhappy Hubbock, with tears of vexation in his eyes. "I had marked the two gongs, so that I should know which was which, and I tell you 1 put the internal machine upon the table." "Stop a moment," interposed Num ber Six. "It is easy enough for Mr. Hubbock to prove himself right if he is right. When he changed the gongs, he kept one of them. Where is it? There were only two gongs, and if the one our friend here put on the table was an infernal machine, the other one plays 'God Bless the Prince of Wales.' Let's have a look at the thing, and Mr. Hubbock can prove that he's right, straight off." "Yes." said Hubbock, almost crying openly now; "but that's just what I can't prove. After 1 had made the ex change, and as soon as the dinner was far enough advanced for me to slip away unnoticed, 1 left the club—l needn't say that I didn't want to wait for the explosion. I cleared on*, and took the other gong—the musical box —with me. I meant to have kept it as a memento; but when I thought what a hullabaloo thero'd be alter lite ex plosion, aiul the death of the prince, and that every one who was known to have been in the place would come under suspicion, I thought I'd better not run the risk of having the thing found ori me, so I went along the Thames embankment, and dropped it gently over into the water. So I can't prove that I'm right. All the same, I'll swear that the gong I set upon the table was an infernal machine, though I can't gei Mr. Hall to believe me." "My good and estimable Hubbock," smiled Number Two, "I've never known you to make a mistake. But you have made one now, and you'd better recogni/.e the fact, and not dis tress yourself unnecessarily. The gong you put upon the table not only didn't go oft, but it actually played 'God Bless the Prince of Wales.' The papers are full of it this morning, though the whole contemptible business of a two penny-halfpenny musical box seems a tin-pot thing to me, for the club and the papers to gush about. But your gong didn't have a musical box inside it, as well as a bomb, so, as I say, you must have put the wrong one on the table." "No, I'll be damned if I did," vocif erated the angry Hubbock, positively dancing round the room in his exas peration. "In that case you did do it, for you'll certainly be damned," laughed Number Two. "You make yourself easy on that score, my friend. And I don't think it will be altogether on account of a musical-box." CHAPTER XXIII. HOW THE POLICE DISCOVERED A HAREM IN THE HEART OK EX GLAND. It was a windy day, and as Number, Two spoke we distinctly heard the' gate at the end of the garden blow to with a bang. "Who's that, I wonder?" said the chief. "I latched the gate myself just now very carefully. Some one must have opened it." He rose as he spoke, and crossing to the side that faced the garden, put his eye to one of the many spy-holes that he and Hubbock had made. Then he tiirned to us in alarm. "I don't like the look of this, boys," he said. "There's a man coming up the path who looks and walks uncom monly like a plain-clothes policeman. And what makes the thing all the more fishy is that there's another hiding be hind the hedge outside, as if on guard. Ah! there's the knock." Sure enough an authoritative "rat tat-tat-tat-tat-tat" told us that some (; ne was making free with the knocker on the door below. "What had we better do, Hubbock?" asked the chief, looking anxiously at his factotum. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH 31, 1904 I "Let them knock, I think," "-as the answer. "They'll think there's no one at home. And even if they effect an entry and search the house, they'll never find us here." "Perhaps you're right," replied Num ber Two, more nervously than was his wont, as the visitor below began to ring tne changes with a series of sounding single blows that reminded one of a blacksmith playing his ham mer upon an anvil. "He's playing 'Rule Britannia' on it now," said Number Six, with an uneasy laugh. "I suppose you don't know any thing about this caller, Mr. Hall? You were mightily sure about our being safe here, and about the police think ing you to be a respectable resident, and nothing's happened since to change their opinion. I can't think it of you, that you'd play us false." Hall's reply was to take a revolver from his pocket, and to offer it, butt forward, to the speaker. "It is load ed in the six chambers," he said. "Keep it, and if I give you cause by as much as a finger stir to suspect that. I'm in league with the police, blow my braius out where I stand." "I ask your pardon for fearing for the moment that you'd rounded on your pals," said the fellow, not with out dignity, "and I'm quite satisfied. Keep your shooting irons, Mr. Hall. You may have need of them, and I've got a brace of my own in my pocket if they're wanted." The knocking ceased, and was re placed I*' a low whistle. At a signal irom Number Two, Hubbock crossed to the spy-hole and looked out. "I thought, so," he said. "The man outside the gate is coming up the WE SAT, AS IK FROZEN. path. That's what the whistle meant. 1 fancy they're going to break in." He was right, for before long we heard each of the windows and doors on the ground floor being tried in turn. "They're all fastened," said Hub bock, "and they won't get in that way. Listen! they're breaking a window. Mi, now they're in. I hear their foot steps and voices in the hall. They're searching t lie ground-floor rooms, I ex- I.cet." "Keep still, every man of you," whispered Number Two sternly. "Yon three and Hubbock and I are the only living souls who know about this 100 m. What cause the police have for suspecting me, and what they've come for, I can't think. But, whatever they have got to know, they don't, know about this room, and if we keep per fectly still, the chances are, after they've satisfied themselves that no one is in the house, that they'll go away again. And if they do find us out, and it. comes t«> fighting, so much the worse for them. We're five to two, and after all the risks we've run, we're not going to be taken by a couple of Tarborough bobbies." "They're coming upstairs now, sir," interpolated Hubbock warningly. "We must be very quiet w hen they're in your room below, for 1 believe I left the cup board door open, and when that's so, the sound of what is being said or done in that room comes up surprisingly clear. Number Seven, you're nearest to the trapdoor that opens into the cupboard. Would you mind standing on it, in case they should happen to try if it pushed up?" I tiptoed to the spot indicated, and took up my position as desired. The next moment we heard the two search eis enter the room below. "This is the last room, Stocker," said a voice, "and now I think we've pretty well satisfied ourselves that no one is in the house. All the same, we're sure of otw man, I think. Mr. Hall is a gentleman—every one knows that—and directly he hears who tho villian is that he's been employing as I a servant, and what he's wanted for, he'll be only too glad to assist us to make the arrest." "There can't be any doubt about that, sergeant," was the reply, "and lucky for him too that he hasn't been murdered in his bed before this with that fellow about the place. How so pleasant-spoken a gentleman as Mr. Hall could a-got imposed upon to take such a devil in his service I can't think. A forged character done it, I expect. That Hubbock 'd stick at nothing. Fancy him being the man who is wanted for those murders, and all the country a-wondering who it was as done it, and crying out against the police for not. finding out. This ought to mean promotion for you, ser geant, when you've made the arrest, and I shouldn't be surprised if Mr. Hal! came down with something handsome as well." An exclamation from tho sergeant checked the voluble Stocker. "Some one's been a-writing in this room, and not very long ago," ex plained the officer excitedly. "The bl6t on this sheet of paper ain't dry. See, i can smear it easy with my finger. I don't like the look of this, Stocker.'* "No more don't 1 s.*; scant," was tv answer. "It's very suspicious about those two doors both being fastened 011 tlie in side. The windows was all bolted, 100, as we know, because we tried 'em. And if the doors was fastened on tho inside and the windows too, it looks as if Iheni as fastened 'em must be in the house too. Ay, Stocker?" "It does that, sir," acquiesced the admiring Stocker. "By Jiggins, what a headpiece you've got!" "Stocker, I'm going to see this thing through—that's what I'm going to do. Hush! what's that?" "Cistern in the roof a-gurgling, > think, sir. That's what it sounded like." "Perhaps so. Why, there it is again. It is a most extraordinary noise!" It certainly was. Even to us over head who saw it coming—if one may be permitted to speak of "seeing" a noise come—and knew to what it was attributable, the sound seemed weird and unearthly; but to those who heard the noise without knowing its origin, the effect must have been mysterious in the extreme. The day was, as 1 have already said, windy, and when Hubbock's eye was applied to the open spy-hole in the roof, it was apparently "struck by a squall." So at least we assumed from the red and watery as pect which the organ in question pre sented when he returned to his seat. That, however, was an infliction which the rest of us could have borne with becoming resignation; but when cer tain hideous distortions of the pa tient's face apprised us of the approach of a sei/.ure which we hoped at first might mean only sudden death or a fit, but which we were alarmed to see developing into a sneeze, we felt that the situation was becoming—in a di plomatic sense—strained. With ad mirable presence of mind the nearest man to Hubbock handed him a hand kerchief to put to his nostrils in place of that which the sufferer had already stuffed into his mouth. Then—like brave men who, having done their best and failed, sit down to wait death celmly—we sat and waited for thar sneeze. It was a long time coming. At first it seemed so long that Hope told a flattering tale, and we began— all except Hubbock, who still had the handkerchief stuffed in his mouth — to breathe again. That he should breathe again was a matter of only secondary importance,and had he then and there had the decency and con sideration silently to give up the ghost, he would assuredly have car ried our good wishes with him where soever he may have gone. But Hub bock's breath, so far as passing away in a last low sigh, seemed, as we watched, to swell up suddenly within him. His cheeks became hideously distended, the spaces about his now protruding eyes puffed up like blown bladders. With a great effort he hunched his straining shoulders toad wise, to his ears, and then —no, I can not describe it. I got so far as to try to spell it phonetically, but when I taw the unholy thing which I had thoughtlessly called into existence, 1 tore tho paper into fragments and then chewed them into a pulp that no other eye but mine might look upon it again. As the sound died away, we sat, as if frozen into dreadful silence, staring at Hubbock with eyes of horror and re proach ; but when we saw by his fixed, upward-turned and prayerful eyes, dropped jaw and outstretched, imploring hand that a second seizure was impending, wo quailed as the sol uisr in the trenches quails before tho coming shell. ITo Be Continued.] A runtime*. It was not only as a boy that Words worth, "Shoil with steel, hissed along the pol ishetl ice." He was a skater of skill in his man hood. "A girt skater; noan better in these parts," was the testimony of a Dales man, quoted by Canon Rawnsley in his "Lake Country Sketches." On one occasion the poet went by himself to figure a bit upon the White Moss Tarn, and a man sent a boy to sweep the snow from the ice for him. When the boy returned from his labor the man asked: "Well, did Mr. Wudsworth gie ye owt?" "Nay," rejoined tlie boy with a grin of content from ear to ear. "I seed him tiimmle, tho'!" But the lad, who had thought the tumble a fair equivalent for a tip, had been much impressed by the quiet way in which Wordsworth had borne his fall. His skate caught in a stone when lie was in full swing, and he came down with a crash. "He didn't swear nor say nowt," said the boy, "but he just sot up an' said, Eh, boy, that was a bad fall, wasn't it?' " A Ipliu bet it-ally A iiiwcred. A turn of the political wheel had placed the English conservatives on top and lowered the liberals. 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