6
THE OTHER FISH IN THE SEA.
A youth who loved a pretty maiden,
And worshiped all she wore,
When she refused him, hung Ids head
And hopelessly and sadly said:
That he could love no more.
"The world," he wailed, "contains no
other
Whose charms may make me glad;
The skies may never more be fair,
ller like remains not anywhere.
The world is bleak and sad."
It chanced that while his heart was
bleeding
He traveled far away.
And in a quiet little place
He met a maiden with a face
That gladdened all the day.
He suddenly forgot the beauty
For whom his heart had yearned,
And sighed to win the other maid
Who threw his first love In the shade,
His breast with ardor burned.
But cruel fate was still against him,
Once more he was denied;
Then, sitting down, he said: "I ne'er
Shall find another half as fair.
My fondest hopes have died."
In God's good time he had to travel
To other scenes once more,
And so he met a maiden who
By far outshone the other two
That he had loved before.
Most graciously she smiled upon him,
And he at once forgot
His former yearnings and despair,
He'd found the fairest of the fair—
Or so, at least, he thought.
'Tis ever thus; we think the charmers
We gaze upon to-day
Are all there are beneath the sky.
Rut they are everywhere, so why
Sit down in hopelessness to sigh?
From Hath to Monterey,
From distant Tokio to Troy,
From Adelaide to Perth Amboy
Are ladies who can still destroy
Our hopes or lift us up to joy
When we are turned away.
—S. E. Klser, in Chicago Record-Herald.
I
By IRVING BACIIELLF.K
1 Author of " Eb»n Holden," "Darre! of
I the B.cssed U.is," Ltc.
(Copyright, ivOl.by Loihrop Publishing Company.)
CHAPTER IX.—ConTIN IKD.
Ai the dinner the count had much
to -.ay of the scenes of excitement in
Albany, where lie had lately been.
I'he baroness and her wards were re
splendent in old lace and sparkling
jewels. Great haunches of venison
wne served from a long sideboard;
tiier;? was a free flow of old Madeira
and Burgundy and champagne and
cognac. Mr. Parish and the count and
(he general and Moss Kent and M.
Pidgeon sat. long at the table, with
< igars and coffee, after the rest of us
had gono to the parlors, and the big
room rang with their laughter. The
young Marquis de C-mvcllo and Mr.
Marc Isambert Brunei of the Com
jij ;nie. who afterward founded the
h ni.ii'hine -hops of tlie royal navy
yard at Portsmouth and became engi
neer of the Thames tunnel, and Pierre
Chassinis, Jr., and I waltzed with the
ladi"». Presently 1 sat down near the
baroness, who was talking in French
with Therese Le Ray, the count's
daughter.
"Pardon my using French," said the
baroness, turning to me, "for I believe
you do not use it, and, my friend, it
is a misfortune, for you miss knowing
what good company is the Ma'm'selle
Le Ray."
"And I miss much pleasure and may
hap a duel with the marquis," I said,
laughing; "but I beg you to proceed
with your talk. I have learned many
words since I came here, and I love
the sound of it."
"We saw British soldiers to-day,"
she continued to Ma'm'selle Le Ray,
in French. "They crossed the road
near us on their horses."
Louison came over and sat by them.
"They were not in uniform," the
baroness continued, "but I knew they
were English: you cannot mistake
them."
' And what do you think?" said Loui
son. eagerly. "One of them threatened
to kiss me."
"Indeed, that was terrible," said
Ma'm'selle Le Ray. "You must have
been afraid."
"Yes," said she, smiling, "afraid he
would n't. They were a good-looking
lot."
"I do not think he was speaking of
you at all," said the baroness. "lie
was looking at me when—"
"Ciel!" exclaimed l/ouison, laughing.
'That is why they turned suddenly and
fled into the fields."
I fled, too —perhaps as suddenly as
(he Britishers -to save myself the dis
grace of laughter.
The great clock in the hall above
stairs tolled the hour of two. The
ladies had ail gone to bed save the
baroness. The butler had started up
stairs. a candelabrum in his hand. Fol
lowing him were the count and Mr.
Parish, supporting the general be
tween them. The able soldier had
overrated his capacity. All had risen
togo to their rooms. Of a sudden we
were startled by a loud rap on the
fron' door. A servant opened it, and
immediately I heard the familiar voice
of O'ri.
Is there anybody here by the name
■;»' Mi.Mer Bell?" ho ashed.
1 ran to the door, and tli"re stood
D'ri, his clothes wet, his boots muddy,
for it had been raining. Before ho
co".! I t ;,eak I had my arms around
him and lie sanl to his l:nn.*\s in my
umbrae,. He v.-.-ts breathing heavily.
'Tin-d outlll ■ t 's whul 'b the mat
tcr," iie unit' 'red. leaning over 011 one
baud. "Come through the woods 't
save jer life, I did, an' they was tight
up t' me all the way."
"Poor fellow!" said the baroness,
who slood at the door. "Help him in
at once and give him a sip of brandy."
"Tuk me prisoner over there 'n the
woods tliet day," said he, sinking into
a chair and leaning forward, his head j
on his hands. "They tuk 'n' they
toted me over t' Canady, an' I tuk 'n'
got away, 'n' they efter me. Killed
one on 'em thet was chasin' uv me over
'n the Beaver medders 011 the bog trail.
Hoss got t' wallerin* so he hed C come
down. Riz up out o' the grass 'n'
ketclied holt uv 'im 'fore he c u d pull
a weepon. Tuk this out uv his pocket,
an' 1 tried to git the lu»:s out o' the
mire, but did n't hev time."
He sat erect and proudly handed me
a sheet of paper. I opened it, and read
as follows*
To Capt. Elias Wllklns, Royal Fusiliers:
My Dear Captain: You will proceed nt
once across the river with a detail of five
men mounted and three days' rations,
and, if possible, capture the prisoner who
escaped early this morning, making a
thorough search of the woods in Jeffer
son county. HeJias Information of value
to the enemy, and I regard his death or
capture of high and immediate Impor
tance. I am informed that the young
desperado who murdered my Lord of
Pickford In the forest below Clayton
June 29, escaping, although badly wound
ed, is lying at the country-seat of the
Raroness de Ferre, a Frenchwoman, at
Leraysvllle, Jefferson county, N. Y. It
would gratify me if you could accomplish
one or both captures. With respect, I
am, your obedient servant,
R. BHEAFFER,
General Commanding.
"They 'll be here," said D'ri. They
'll be here jest es sure es God —'fore
daylight, mebbe. But I can't fight er
dew nothin' till I've hed some vittles."
"You shall have supper," said the
baroness, who, without delay, went to
the kitchen herself with a servant to
look after it. The butler brought a
pair of slippers and a dry coat while I
drew off the boots of my good friend.
Then I gave him my arm as he limped
to the kitchen beside me. The baroness
and I sat near him as he ate.
"Go upstairs and call the gentle
men," said she to the butler. "Do not
make any disturbance, but say I should
like to speak with them in the dining
room."
"Is thet air hired man o' yours a
Britisher?" D'ri inquired as soon as
the butler was gone.
"He is—from Liverpool," said she.
"Thet 's the hole 'n the fence," said
he. "Thet 's where the goose got
away."
"The goose! The geese!" said the
baroness, thoughtfully. "1 do not un
derstand you."
"Went 'n' blabbed, thet 's wbut he
done," said D'ri. "Mebbe wrote 'em
a letter, gol-dum his pictur'."
"Oh, I perceive! I understand," said
she; "and I setd him away to-mor
row."
"Neck's broke with hunger," said
D'ri. "Never threw no vittles 'n my
FT™'n^™
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| .
IT WAS MY I'ART TO CNHOUSE A
COLONY OF THE LONG WHITE
FACED HORNETS.
basket with sech a splendid taste tew
'em es these hev."
The baroness looked at him with
some show of worry.
"I beg your pardon," said she, "did
you say the neck of you was broken?"
I explained the idiom.
"Ain't hed nothin' t' eat since day
'fore yistiddy," said D'ri. "Judas
Priest! I'm all et up with hunger."
With old Burgundy and biscuit and
venison and hot coffee he was rapidly
reviving.
"1 'in wondering where I will hide
you both," said the baroness, thought
fully.
"Hed n't orter hev no rumpus "nere,
'n' got' shootin' 'n' mebbe spile yer
house 'n' furnicher," said D'ri. "'T
ain't decent er 't ain't nice. We 'd
better mek tracks an' put a mild er
tew 'twixt tis 'n' here 'fore we hev any
trouble. 'T ain't a-goin' t' be no Sun
day school. Ef they can, they 're a
goin' t' tele us dead er 'live. Ef they
ever tuk us we would n't be wuth
shucks, nuilier on us, efter court-mar
tial."
"I shall not permit you togo," said
the baroness. "They may be here now,
j about the house in the dark. They
1 would shoot you, they would stab you,
j they would cause you to die as you
I went. No, I shall permit you not to
go. There are four of them? Very
veil; we shall fight here, we shall con
quer. We have a general, a count, a mil
lionaire, a marquis, a lawyer,an astron
omer, a scout and," she added, pat
| ting me on the shoulder, "le brave
| capitaine! I have four guns and three
pif-tols, and M'sleur Bell lias arms also.
We shall conquer. We shall make
them bite the dust."
"Guns, did ye say? Jerushy Jane!
j Le' 's hev 'em," said D'ri.
"What did he call me? Mon Dieu!
Jerushy Jane! Uis not 1," said the
baroness.
Again I explained the difficulty.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 1905
"Ain't very proper-spoke," said D'ri,
apologetically. "Jest wan' t' say et
them air Runs er likely t' come handy
here 'most any minute. Give lis guns,
'n' we 'll sock it to 'em."
"We shall sock it to them, we shall
indeed," said she, hurrying out of the
room. "We shall make them to run
for their lives."
They were all in (he dining room
the men of the party—save the gen
eral, who could not be awakened. Guns
and pistols were loaded. I made a
novel plan of defense that was unani
mously approved. I posted a watch
at every window. A little after dawn
the baroness, from behind a curtain,
saw a squad of horsemen coming
through the grove.
"Ici! they have come!" said she, in
a loud whisper. "There are not four;
there are many."
I took my detail of six men above
stairs. Each had a strip of lumber we
had found In the shop, and each care
fully raised a window, waiting the sig
nal. 1 knew my peril, but I was never
so cool in my life. If I had been wiser,
possibly I should have felt it the more.
The horsemen promptly deployed,
covering every side of the mansion.
They stood close, mounted, pistol and
saber ready. Suddenly I gave the sig
nal. Then each of us thrust out the
strip of lumber stealthily, prodding the
big drab cones on every side. Hornets
and wasps, a great swarm of them,
sprang thick as seeds from the hand
of a sower. It was my part to unhouse
a colony of the long, white-faced hor
nets. Goaded by the ruin of their
nests, they saw the nodding heads be
low them, and darted at man and
horse like a flight of arrows. They
put their hot spurs into flank and face
and neck. I saw them strike and fall;
they do hit hard, those big-winged
Vespae. It was terrible, the swift
charge of that winged battalion of the
air. I hoard howls of pain below me,
and the thunder of rushing feet. The
horses were rearing and plunging, the
men striking with their hats.
I heard D'ri shouting and laughing
at his window.
"Give 'em hell, ye little blue
devils!" he yelled; and there was all
evidence that they understood him.
Then, again, every man of us opened
his window and fired a volley at the
scurrying mass.
One horse, rearing and leaping on his
hind legs, came down across the back
of another, and the two fell heavily in
a lolling, convulsive heap. One, as if
blinded, bumped a tree, going over on
his withers, all fours flashing in the
air. Some tore off in the thickets,
as unmanageable as the wild horse.
More than half threw their riders.
Not a man of them pulled a trigger;
they were busy enough, God knows.
Not one of them could have hit the sky
with any certainty. I never saw such
a torrent of horsehair and red caps.
"Whut! Been on the back o' one o'
'em bosses?" said D'ri, telling of it a
long time after. "'D ruther o' been
shet up 'n a barrel with a lot o' cats
'n' rolled down hill. Good deal better
fer my health, an-' I 'd 'a' luked more
like a human bein' when I come out.
Them fellers—they did n't luk fit t'
'sociate with nuthin' er nobody when
we led 'em up t' the house —nut one
on 'em."
Only one Britisher was brought down
by our bullets, and lie had been the
mark of D'ri; with him a rifle was
never a plaything. Five others lay
writhing in the grase, bereft of horse,
de&erted by their comrades. The
smudges were ready, and the nets.
D'ri and I put on the latter and ran
out, placing a smudge row on every
side of the Hermitage. The winged
fighters were quickly driven away. Of
the helpless enemy one had staggered
off in the brush; the others lay groan
ing, their faces lumpy and one-sided.
A big sergeant had a nose of the look
and diameter of a goose-egg; one car
ried a cheek as large and protuberant
as the jowl of a porker's head; and one
had ears that stuck out like a puffed
bladder. They were helpless. We dis
armed and brought them in, doing all
we could for their comfort with blue
clay and bruised plantain. It was hard
on them, I have often thought, but it
sa\ed an ugly fight among ladies, and,
no doubt, many lives. I know, if they
had taken us, D'ri and I would never
have got back.
I have saved myself many a time
by strategy, but chose the sword al
ways if there were an even chance.
And, God knows, if one had ever a look
at our bare bodies, he would see no sign
of shirking on either D'ri or me.
CHAPTER X.
The shooting and shouting and the
tramp of horse and man had roused
everybody in the big house. Even the
general came down to know what was
the matter. The young ladies came,
pale and frightened, but in faultless at
tire. I put an armed guard by the
prisoners at the door, under command
of D'ri. Then I had them bare the
feet of the four Britishers, knowing
they could not run bootless in the
brush. We organized a convoy—the
general and I—and prepared to start
for the garrison. We kept the smudges
going, for now and then we could hear
the small thunder of hornet-wings
above us. There is a mighty menace
in it, I can tell you, if they are angry.
"Jerushy Jane Pepper!" said D'ri,
as he sat, rifle on his knee, looking at
his prisoners. "Never thought no
body c'u'd luk s' joemightyful cur-us.
Does mek a man humly t' hev any
trouble with them air willy-come
bobs." He meant wasps.
I had had no opportunity for more
| than a word with the young ladies. 1
, hoped it might come when I went in
! lor a hasty breakfast with the baron
ess, the count, the general and Mr.
Parish. As we were eating, Louison
came in hurriedly. She showed some
agitation.
"What is the trouble, ray dear?"
eaid the baroness, in French. M K
"Eh blen, only this," said she: "I
have dropped my ring in the brook.
It is my emerald. I cannot reach it."
"Too bad! She has dropped her
ring in the brook," said the baroness,
In English, turning to me.
"If she will have the kindness to
take me there," I said to the hostess,
rising an I spoke, "1 shall try to get
it for her."
"M'sieur le Capitaine, you are very
obliging," said she. Then, turning to
Louison, she added in French: "Gc
with him. He will recover it for you.''
It pleased and flattered me, the strat
rgy of this wonderful young creature.
She led me, with dainty steps, through
a dewy garden walk into the trail.
"Parbleu!" she whispered, "is it not.
a shame to take you from your meat?
But I could not help it. I had to see
you; there is something I wish to say."
"A pretty girl is better than meat,"
I answered quickly. "I am indebted
to you."
"My! but you have a ready tongue,"
said she. "It is with me a pleasure to
listen. You are going away? You
shall not ieturn —perhaps?"
She was trying to look very gay and
indifferent, but In her voice I could de
tect a note of trouble. The flame of
passion, quenched for a little time by
the return of peril and the smoke of
gunpowder, flashed up in me.
"It is this," she went on:"I may wish
you to do me a favor. May I have
your address?"
"And you may command me," I said
aa I gave it to her.
"Have a care!" she said, laughing.
"I may ask you to do desperate things
—you may need all your valor. The
count and the baroness —they may send
us back to France."
"Which will please you," I remarked.
"Perhaps," she said, quickly. "Mon
Ditu! I do not know what I want! I
am a fool. Take this. Wear it when
you are gone. Not that I care—but—
it will n.ake you remember."
She held in her fingers a flashing
emerald on a tiny circlet of gold. Be
fore I could answer she had laid it in
my hard palm and shut my hand up
on it.
"Dieu!" she exclaimed, whispering,
"I must return —I must hurry. Re
member, we did not find the ring."
I felt a great impulse to embrace her
and confess my love. But I was not
quick enough. Before I could speak
she had turned away and was running.
I called to hor, but she did not turn or
seem to hear me. She and my oppor
tunity were gone.
We stowed the prisoners in the big
coach of the baroness, behind a lively
team of four. Then my horse and one
for D'ri were brought up.
"Do not forget," said the baroness,
holding my hand, "you are always wel
come in my house. I hope, ma foi!
that you will never find happiness un
til you return."
The young ladies came not to the
step where we were, but stood by the
count waving adieux. Louison had a
merry smile and a pretty word of
French for me; Louise only a sober
look that made me sad, if it did not
speak for the same feeling in her. The
count was to remain at the Hermitage,
having sent to the chateau for a squad
of his armed retainers. They were to
defend the house, if, by chance, the
British should renew their attack. Mr.
Parish and his footman and the gen
eral went with us, the former driving.
D'ri and I rode on behind as the coach
went off at a gallop.
fTo Be Continued.l
A Farmer'* Revenue.
Will Carleton, while traveling re
cently in a stage coach among the
Green mountains, is said to have fallen
into a literary conversation with a
prosperous farmer. In the course of
conversation the farmer, who had no
suspicion of the author's identity,
quoted from Mr. Carleton's poems to
illustrate some point he was trying to
make. "Oh, that's from Carleton!"
said the poet, "and I never have been
in the habit of believing half he said."
The farmer eyed him for a moment,
somewhat contemptuously. "Well,
stranger," he retorted, slowly, "I don't
know you, nor I don't want to be un
civil, but if yo uever know half as
much as Will Carleton does you'll
know twice as much as you do now."
—Boston Transcript.
The flinhop "Bit.**
A distinguished Irish archbishop was
one day walking along St. Stephen's
Green, Dublin, when he saw a ragged
little boy endeavoring to reach up and
ring the fiont door bell of a house,
but it was just too high for him. See
ing the difficulty the child was in, his
grace stopped and very kindly rang it
for him. The little urchin looked up
at him with grateful eyes, seized the
archiepiscopal hand in his and said,
"Now, come along quick and hide till
we see the feller open the door and not
find us."—Tattler.
Ho W:im Wonder! iik;.
A Scotch doctor who was attending
a laird, had instructed the butler of
the house in the art of taking and re
cording his master's temperature with
a thermometer. On repairing to the
house one morning, he was met by the
butler, to whom he said; "Well, John,
I hope the laird's temperature is not
any higher to-day." The man looked
puzzled for ft moment, and then re
plied: "Weel, I was just wonderin'
that mysel'. Ye see, he died at twal
o'clock."—Argonaut.
"Von," lit
"Miss Mabel," said the persistent
suitor, "I can't help speaking to you
again. It is true you have said 'No'
very emphatically to every proposal—"
"Not at all," interrupted the sweet
girl, "I said "Yes' last Tuesday."
"Last Tuesday? Er—l wasn't hero
then."
"No, but Jack Hansom was."—Phil
a deli)hia Press.
It Was Good.
Chloe. our maid of all work, had the
true Ethiopian's fondues* for "good eat
ing," and, like so many of her race, she
often used language more lofty than ap
propriate. One dav Chine's mistress made
un extremely good pudding for dessert,
("iiloe took a generous taste of the pud
ding, smacked her hps and eaid with evi
dent satisfaction:
"My, oh! ef dnt don't taste melo
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False Report.
"I have hern told," said Mrs. Oldenstle,
"that your daughter has been doing some
wonderful things in pyrography."
"Oh. no," replied her hostess, "she
akj't been there at all. The last letter
we had from her she was in Pittsburg,
and thought she'd go right through to
Washington."—Chicago Record-Herald.
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The Enterprising Housekeeper
A valuable little book of fOO tested recl|>es and kitchen
help*. Sells for *Ro. Mailed to anyone for 4o postage.
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I If it's R. SEGER & CO,. I
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in no small or grand decep
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l] The Steel pipe made of cold rolled, Cj
f| heavy sheet steel, "vited so at to leave it fli
"J smooth inside. T«e pipe is covered with LTf
J] a preparation that makes it rust proof, nj
IJ The wood pipe is made of staves matched ul
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U hands, Heated chemically against rust u]
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u stand climate and will practically ex- u|
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u even diameter. Obstructions will not Lf!
Jl lodge in it. Manufactured in all sizes up m
IJ to BIXTY INCHES. IP
Jl Write for catalogue and prices, or a [ll
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JJ tative with samples of our goods. QJ
Jj What are Sluice Pipes Used For ? nj
They are used on roads and highways j=
J! to convey water under the road bed from ri
j: streams and ditches to keep the road bed ~
dry and prevent washouts In heavy rains "I
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Pj 81.00 ivr box. Will send them on trie I, to
p be j-ald for when relieved. Samples Free. &
MEDICAL CO., Box T4, LANS. ST CI. PA
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Dodson.
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