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SYNOPSIS.
At 14 years of age Admiral Sir Peter
llawkshaw's nephew. Richard Glyn, felt
deeply in love at first sight with Lady
Arabella Stormont, who spurned his at
tentions. The lad, an orphan, was given
a berth as midshipman on the Ajax by
lils uncle. Giles Vernon, nephew of Sir
Thomas Vernon, became tin.' boy's pal.
They attended a theater where llawk
shaw's nephew saw Lady Arabella. Ver
non met Philip Overton, next in line for
fllr Thomas Vernon's estate. They start
ed a duel which was Interrupted. Vernon
Overton and Hawkshaw's nephew found
themselves attracted by pretty Lady Ara
bella. The Ajax in battle defeated French
warships in the Mediterranean. Richard
Glyn • got £2,000 prize money. Ho was
called home by Lady llawkshaw as he
was about to "blow in" his earnings with
Vernon. At a Hawkshaw party Glyn dis
covered that Lady Arabella was a poor
but persistent gambler. He talked much
with her cousin Daphne. Lady Arabella
again showed love for gaming. Later she
held Glyn and Overton prisoners, thus
delaying the duel. In the Overton-Ver
non duel, neither was hurt. Lady Ara
bella humiliated Richard by her pranks.
Richard and Giles shipped on a frigate.
Giles was captured by the French. Sir
Peter arranged for his exchange. Daph
ne showed a liking for Glyn. who was
then 21 years of age. Giles was released.
Giles and Richard planned elopements.
Sir Peter objected to the plan to wed
Daphne. By clever ruses Giles and Rich
ard eloped with Lady Arabella and
Daphne, respectively. The latter pair
were married. Daphne was pleased; Ara
bella raved in anger. When the par
ty returned, Arabella asked Sir Peter to
aid in prosecuting Giles in court on the
charge of committing a capital crime.
All attended the trial. Upon Arabella's
testimony Giles was convicted and sen
tenced to be hanged. Sir Peter visited
the prlnee of Wales in effort to secure a
pardon for Giles. Arabella threw herself
at the feet of Overton, whom she had
loved for many years. He spurned her.
CHAPTER X.—Continued.
Arabella turned pale, and replied:
"I was summoned as a witness. I
was obliged to testify."
Overton said nothing. Then Sir
Thomas, taking snuff with his usual
grace, remarked:
"I listened with attention to one law
breaker praying for another lawbreak
er. Of course, you know, this meeting
of yours is seditious —and many a man
has been stood in the pillory for it."
"And one man," replied Overton,
"Jesus Christ, was crucified for it."
He turned, and with me, took the
path back to the tavern. I heard, as
we went on, an altercation behind me,
and involuntarily, after we had gone
some distance, I looked back. Lady
Arabella was struggling in the grasp
of Sir Thomas Vernon, while Mrs.
Whitall looked on, and wrung her
bands. Sir Thomas, however, was no
match for Arabella's young strength.
She broke away from him, and, run
ning after us, caught up, panting and
breathless, with us, as we entered the
little grove. And then I saw an almost
exact representation of the scene when
Giles Vernon had insanely and with
unmanly groveling and violence
pleaded with Arabella for her love —so
she pleaded with Philip Overton. She
held him by the arms, when he would
liave thrown her off.
"Philip! Philip!" she cried. "I did
it for you! I determined to make you i
rich, great, even if you refused my
fortune. Sir Thomas can not live long. |
Surely, you can not reproach me, if |
all the world does. The stupid, stupid
world thinks I did it under the influ
ence of Sir Thomas Vernon; but no, i
it was not hate for Giles Vernon, it j
was my love for you, Philip Overton, j
that made me appear at the York as- j
sizes."
"Remember yourself," said Overton •
to her, sternly. "Others besides your- |
self see your degradation!"
"It is no degradation to love truly, j
to love as I do. Speak but one word j
to me. and I will become a Methodist
like yourself. I, too, will go among the 1
poor, and serve and love them; and 1 j
will even love God for your sake!"
The awful grotesqueness of this,
the blasphemy of it.was altogether
unknown to her. She continued wildly:
"Does not my soul need saving as i
much as those clods you have been j
praying with?"
"You blaspheme!" replied Overton, j
casting her off.
And, to make the resemblance be-i
tween her own unwomanly conduct and ;
the unmanly conduct of Giles Vernon
the more singular, she recovered her- i
self, as he had done, in a single mo- s
ment of time. She laid her hand on j
Overton's arm, and looked keenly into
his eyes. Her glance seemed to en- j
chain him. anil to set her free. She
breathed a long sigh, and, turning, i
gazed about her, like a person awaking
from a nightmare. Then, with per
fect self-possession, she dropped a j
curtsey to ifs both, and said, in her,
natural, playful manner:
"Mr. Overton, I see I have been j
mistaken. I should have tried to cheat
the law by not appearing when I was i
summoned; or, I should have testified;
falsely. And for my indiscreet conduct j
just now, let me tell you, for seven j
years I have been under a spell. It is i
now broken forever. Titania once >
loved Bottom, the weaver; but not al
ways. I bid you good day, Capt. Philip
Overton, and you, Mr. Richard Glyn.
And I trust Giles Vernon's life may be
saved, if only to keep you, Capt. Over
ton, as poor as you deserve to be. For
myself, I shall shortly marry—perhaps,
Sir Thomas Vernon—then, neither of
you will get the estates. Good morn
ing!" t
And she was gdne, flying along the
field, with a white mantle streaming
after her, and her flight as rapid as the
swallows in spring.
CHAPTER XI.
At 12 o'clock (hat night Sir Peter ar
rived at the tavern, and with the
pardon.
The expectation of his coming, and
the greater matter upon which we
wore engaged, prevented my mind
from dwelling longer upon the strange
scene 1 had witnessed between Over
ton and Lady Arabella. Overton did
not speak her name to me, and showed
much sympathy for us. When Sir
Peter's chaise drove up to the door of
the Bear and Churn, another chaise
with four horses was waiting, and into
it we huddled, bidding Overton a hur
ried farewell; and in another moment
we were off for York, the horses doing
their best.
Sir Peter then told me the circum
stances of his visit to Windsor. The
prince, who was always most powerful
when the king was on the verge of
madness, saw his father and found him
comparatively rational. The story be
ing broached to him, he appeared in
terested, and even grew more col
lected as his attention was chained. He
recalled at once Sir Peter Hawkshaw
and the capture of the Indomptable
and Xantippe, and corrected the prince
when he spoke of Sir Peter as vice-ad
miral of the White. It was a very easy
matter to get his signature to the par
don, and the necessary seals and for
malities took some little time but no
trouble, and when Sir Peter presented
himself at the castle on Sunday all
was prepared for him.
We felt now comparatively safe.
There was little doubt that we could
reach York at. least 24 hours In ad
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"Mr. Overton, I See I Have Been Mis
taken."
vance of the date set for the execu-1
tion; our letters would precede us, •
giving positive assurances of hope;
and we looked for no accidents, having ;
a new and strong chaise.
After Sir Peter had told me his
story, I told him mine about Lady :
Arabella and Overton. He was not
much imbued with the kind of religion j
that Overton preached, although he j
swore roundly by church and state, I
and was always a great churchman
when he was slightly in liquor, which
did not happen often. He therefore j
condemned Overton's sermon, which
I tried to repeat to him, as a damned, I
beastly low sort of religion, unfit for a
gentleman to practice; but he ad
mitted that Overton lacked neither
brains nor courage. For I,ady Ara
bella, though, ho had the stern disap
proval of an honest heart, and in his
excitement swore both long and loud ;
because of the short-sightedness of i
Providence in permitting such women
to exist for the undoing of his maj
esty's officers of both services.
We made good progress that, night
and the next day, which was Monday, |
and began to have strong hopes of!
reaching York Wednesday night. But j
on Monday, in the afternoon, the
weather suddenly changed, a violent
snowstorm set in, and our postboys |
willfully, I think, drove us ten miles !
out of the way, near a tavern where
they hoped, no doubt, we would agree
to stop until the storm should he over. ;
But Sir Peter, putting one of his great j
horse-pistols to the postboy's head, i
forced him to turn back to the high-'
road. We lost three hours by this; ;
and when we got to our next posting
stage, our horses, engaged two days :
ahead, had been taken. We got others,
after a frantic effort, hut at the end
of that day's journey we saw our mar- i
gin of time diminished exactly one
half.
1 shall not attempt to describe the |
fierce and gnawing impatience which
consumed us, nor the awful and un
spoken dread which began to over
shadow us. Sir Peter was a man of
stout, heart, and had no more notion
of giving up at this stage of the affair:
than he dreamed of surrendering
when he saw the Indomptable to
windward and the Xantippe to lee
ward.
The weather, however, grew worse
instead of better, and even four horses
could scarcely drag us through the
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 26, 1909.
mire made by the snow and rain. In
spite of all we could do our progress
diminished, although at no time did it
seem hopeless, until—O, God! 20 milea
from York, at midnight on the Thurs
day, Kir Peter himself suddenly gave
out; the strain had proved too much
for his brave heart and sturdy frame.
It came as the horses were wallowing
along the road in the darkness, and I,
holding my watch in my hand, was
glancing at it every ten minutes, by
the feeble light of the traveling lamp.
I spoke to Sir Peter as he lay back
in the chaise wrapped in boat-cloak,
and got no answer. He was uncon
scious. Without stopping the chaise
I got some brandy, which I tried to
pour down his throat, but could not.
I grew much alarmed—it was not like
Sir Peter to refuse good brandy, and
as we were passing a farmstead, I
stopped the chaise, knocked the people
up, and had Sir Peter carried into the
house.l met with kindness, and I re
paid it with coin of the realm. Sir
Peter soon revived, and his first words
were:
"Push on, my lad. Don't wait to re
pair damages."
I found that his seizure was really
trifling, and he assured me he would
be able to resume the journey by day
light, the farmer agreeing to furnish
him horses; so, in half an hour I had
again taken the road.
And ten miles from York, the chaise
broke down!
I had the horses taken out, and,
mounting the best beast, made for
York at the top of his speed, which
was poor—the creature was already
spent with traveling.
It was just daylight, and streaks of
golden glory were lighting up the pallid
dawn; I urged the poor beast onward.
Seven miles 110 went, then he dropped
dead, just as the sun was gilding the
spires of York cathedral. Before me,
along the road, jogged an itinerant
tinker on a rather good-looking horse,
the tools of a tinker's trade hanging
from a moth-eaten saddle. I was young
and strong—he wa3 middle-aged and
ill-fed and feeble. Iran up to him,
holding five guineas in my hand.
"Lend me this horse to ride to
York!" I cried.
The man, astonished at my abrupt
address, stopped, but gave me no an
swer. I made my own answer, though,
by dragging him off the beast, dashing
the five guineas on the ground, and
clattering off, throwing away the tools
and kettles as I galloped along,
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
INHERENT LOVE OF THE SOIL.
Characteristic That Is the Most Deep
ly Planted in Mortals.
The first man was a gardener, we
are told. Certain it is that the first
men were tillers of the soil, after they
ceased to be wandering warriors.
That is where we get our love of na
ture, declares a writer in the Kansas
City Journal. That is why we build
parks and have flowers clambering
about our premises. That is why we
are strangely at peace when we get
out into the mountains and lose our
selves among the fragrant woods.
That is why we loathe at times the
smell of paint that is on civilization
and long for the perfume of the life
that is close to the green leaves and
the wild flowers. That is why we are
so happy when we camp out and why
we are so reluctant to return. That is
why our earliest recollections of the
"old farm" are the sweetest and ten
derest of our lives. That is why we
crack a joke at the "simple life" and
"back to nature" and all that —when
somebody is around —and why we
know, away down In our hearts, that
the simple life is the life most worth
living and that we cannot get close
to anything sweeter or purer than na
ture, "Mother" Nature, whose sons
and daughters we are, from whom we
may wander far, but to whom we re
turn as prodigals, finding the prodi
gal's welcome and the prodigal's
peace..
Discussed Over the Prunes.
"Why is it, Miss Willing, that fat
men always have the prettiest wives?
I seldom see a jolly, fat man with an
ugly, cross looking wife. By Jove,
those fellows just go in and win the
pretty women every time."
"Well, Mr. Hammerslee, I can ac
count for that. You see, a husband
should be a sort of bromide, should
have a soothing effect. Fat men are
placid, calm, jolly and good providers.
They like the good things of life them
selves, and they like to see their
wives well dressed, and to sit down
to a good table. No wonder women
like them better than they do lean,
dyspeptic, nervous, cranky men, who
find fault, nag, and are stingy. Men
like this want a lot of waiting on
and attention, they are generally jeal
ous and selfish. Fat men hate a fuss,
seem to understand that wives are as
fond of being spoiled and of having
good clothes and good dinners as other
women are, and hence women natu
rally marry men of this temperament."
First Aid for British Army.
The British army is considering the
adoption of the Utermohlen system of
first aid surgical dressings, which
have been in use in the Butch army
for several years. The packets are
small and light. One dressing is so
designed that a man can unpack and
place the antiseptic pad upon his
wounded arm by using the other hand
only, the packet being unloosened by
pulling certain strings with the teeth
and shaking the dressing out of the
containing paper. It consists of a
square pad, to which are attached
bandages, and these being pulled
apart enable the dressing to be fixed
by wrapping and to be tied with great
celerity. The larger packets contain
two similar dressings, which can be
applied to the orifices of entry and
exit of a bullet.
PROMISING STRAWBERRY
CROP CUT SHORT BY HEAT
Early Pickings Came Soft nnd Light in Color, Striking
tin Unreceptive Market Glutted With Low-
Grade Southern Berries.
A very promising strawberry crop
was cut short by drought and extreme
heat following the unusually cool and
moist weather of late May, says ltural
New Yorker. The early pickings came
soft and light in color, striking an un
receptive market, glutted with low
grade southern berries. Fair fruits
realized less money than at any sim
ilar time for many years. Quality and
prices steadily improved, however,
until the full effects of the hot wave
became apparent in lessened size and
impaired flavor. The average yield per
acre of good commercial plantings for
the season would probably not reach
3.000 quarts, and the average price of
first-class berries cannot be estimated
at more than seven cents the quart,
thus bringing possible profits to very
moderate figures. The variety Sue-
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New Cross-Bred Strawberries. Indian Strawberry Below.
cess proved a heavy cropper, perfect
ing its berries better than kinds ma
turing later. Probably greater revenue
is to be credited to this productive
early variety than to any of the later
ones, notwithstanding the low prices
prevailing at the beginning of the sea
son, as it has been the most generally
planted. It is admitted to be too soft
for shipment, but is locally liked for
its good size, fine color and satisfactory
quality. The plant is a most thrifty
and healthy grower. The bloom is
staminate, furnishing abundant pollen
for other sorts as well, and there are
always plenty of strong runners, mak
ing propagation easy and certain.
William Belt shows increasing weak
ness in plant, but the berries are as
well liked as ever, surpassing all other
sstablished kinds for table quality. It
will be long planted, but is not likely
VINE CUTTER
ON CORN PLOW
Prevents Clogsringr of SHovels and
Also Breaklnz Off or Cover
ins Up of Plants.
To prevent the clogging of the
shovels on a corn plow and also the
breaking off or covering up of the
corn while plowing, bend a piece of
A Vine Cutter on Cultivator.
old wagon tire, three feet long, as indi
cated at A and attach it to the beam
of the plow close to the arch.
This cutter should be bent out
from the beam so as to be in line
with the first, or inside shovel.
Three holes should be drilled in the
bar of the cutter so that it can be
adjusted to set deep or shallow as
desired.
Use of Manure.
The Maryland experimental station
shows by repeated tests that fresh ma
nure spread in winter did not give as
much increase as the same amount
rotted and plowed down in the spring.
Turning the manure while rotting was
better than leaving it without being
turned. Commercial fertilizers plowed
under in the spring invariably gave
larger yields than when sowed on the
surface just before planting.
Home Surroundings.
The environments of your home
may not be just what you would like,
but there are few farms that cannot
be made beautiful by the right appli
cation of labor and skill. Study your
case and do the best you can with
the means at y«ur command, and you
will see how your home can be made
attractive. Trees, vines and flowers
can be made to work wonders.
to maintain its present local impor
tance. Glen Mary fell from grace this
year, Xnd may have difficulty in regain
ing its previous standing as an indis
pensable market variety. Vigor and
productiveness are its strong points.
It is a fair shipper, but quality and ap
pearance are rarely commendable,
though there are even less attractive
kinds in general cultivation. The
main reason for growing it is that it
is normally a great basket filler and a
reliable, though not excessive plant
maker, spacing its runners about right
for matted row culture. The blooms
are imperfectly staminate, and do not
always take kindly to pollination from
other sources, thus resulting in many
knotty and mal-formed berries. The
results of excessive humidity at the
blooming time of Glen Mary were ap-
parent in the green-tipped and unat
tractive fruits as they appeared when
packed for shipment. Strawberries of
this class must "make good" every
year to retain their popularity. Presi
dent finished its handsome fruits as
well as usual, but the weakened plants
produced only a light crop. Gandy in
heavy soils ripened a profitable crop,
notwithstanding the intense heat pre
vailiHg at the time. While rarely a
bountiful yielder, and too sharp in
quality for many palates, Gandy re
mains one of the most satisfactory and
dependable late strawberries for the
grower who plants in moist, rich soil
and affords proper cultivation. Intro
duced in 1884 as a cross between Glen
dale and Jersey Queen, it holds its
own in this locadity as the firmest,
handsomest and most generally desira
ble of late varieties.
FARMER SHOULD FIGURE COST
Only Practical Way of Telling Which
Are the Best Paying Crops for
the Farm.
A story is told of a lawyer who was
employed by a railroad company on
account of his shrewdness to secure
the right of way through a certain
part of Texas. With most of the
farmers this lawyer had no trouble
in securing the right of way through
their lands, many of them giving it
without any compensation. But there
were a few farmers who would get
out a pencil and goto figuring. They
figured that the land would be worth
as much, or more, to the railroad com
pany as it was to them. And those
farmers always received a good price
for the land they relinquished for the
right of way. The lawyer remarked
that whenever he saw a farmer take
out a pencil and goto figuring that
he would have to pay that man full
value of his land, and he called them
"figurin' farmers." There is a good
substantial moral to this little story
Every farmer ought to be a "figurin'
farmer." He ought to figure on what
it costs him to raise the different
crops, and what he receives for them.
It is the only way he can tell which
are the 'best paying crops for his
farm. He should keep a book for this
purpose. It will only require a very
small amount of time each day to
keep these accounts and it will be
time most profitably employed.
No Eggs for Horses
It has been claimed that it is a good
thing to feed eggs to stallions during
the breeding season, but a noted New
England veterinarian says a well-nour
ished horse would not be greatly bene
fited by being fed eggs. It is a fact
that eggs are highly nutritious and
might be used to advantage if an ani
mal lacked vitality. However, the di
gestive system of the horse is not ca
pable of digesting animal proteids
and consequently he would not bo
able to secure the full benefit of such
foods.
The Bumble Bee.
The bumble bee is a friend of the
farmer. In sections wliene cloverseed
crops are depended upon the value of
the bumble bee as an agent in fertiiiz
ing the clover blooms is fully appre
ciated. A knowledge should be had
of the useful as well as the destructive
insects, which would prove that the
farmer has quite as many good, insect
friends as he has destructive ones.
CRYING NEED, AS HE SEES IT.
I j Companion of Irritated Divines Cams
to the Front with Order to
the Waiter.
Joaquin Miller is to establish a
: colony of poets in Fruitvale, Cal. Mr.
Miller, discussing this colony recently,
said:
"We poets will, of course, argue
and squabble. That will be delight
• ful. Arguments and squabbles over
i Matthew Arnold, Swinburne, Tenny
• son, and Keats are pleasant and sen
sible things, you know. They are
not like political or religious argu
ments, which in their bitter rancor al
ways make me think of three Maine
divines.
"While three Maine divines were
supping together, two of them be
gan to argue about the comparative
religious merit of the royal houses
of Stuart and Orange. The argument
became heated. The divines grew ex
cited and angry.
" 'William 111. was a great rascal,'
roared the first, as he struck the table
with his fist. 'A great rascal, and I
spit upon his memory!'
"The second divine turning very
red, shouted:
" 'No, it's James 11. that was the
rascal. I spit upon his memory!'
"At this point the third divine rang
the bell, and said gently to the waiter:
" 'Spittoons for two, please.' "
IN AGONY WITH ECZEMA.
Whole Body a Mass of Raw, Bleeding,
Torturing Humor—Hoped Death
Would End Fearful Suffering.
In Despair; Cured by Cuticura.
"Words cannot describe the terrible
eczema I suffered with. It broke out
on my head and kept spreading until
It covered my whole body. I
was almost a solid mass of sores from
head to foot. I looked more like a
piece of raw beef than a human be
ing. The pain and agony endured
seemed more than I could bear. Blood
and pus oozed from the great sore on
my scalp, from under my finger nails,
and nearly all over my body. My
cars were so crusted and swollen I
was afraid they would break off.
Every hair In my head fell out. I
could not sit down, for my clothes
would stick to the raw and bleeding
flesh, making me cry out from the
pain. My family doctor did all ho
could, but I got worse and worse. My
condition was awful. I did not think
I could live, and wanted death to
come and end my frightful sufferings.
"In this condition my mother-in-law
begged me to try the Cuticura Rem
edies. I said I would, but had no hope
of recovery. But oh, what blessed re
lief I experienced after applying Cuti
cura Ointment. It cooled the bleeding
and itching flesh and brought me tha
first real sleep I had had in weeks. It
was as grateful as ice to a burning
tongue. I would bathe with warm
water and Cuticura Soap, then apply
the Ointment freely. I also took Cuti
cura Resolvent for the blood. In a
6hort time the sores stopped running,
the flesh began to heal, and I knew I
was to get well again. Then the hair
on my head began to grow, and in a
short time I was completely cured.
I wish I could tell everybody who has
eczema to use Cuticura. Mrs. Wm.
Hunt, 135 Thomas St., Newark, N. J.,
Sept. 28, 1908."
Potter Drug A Chcm. Corp., Bole I'rops., Boston.
GOT HIM!
Gertrude—The man I marry must
be a genius.
Bertie —Thank heaven we have met!
Never Satisfied.
Her—Oh, oh! Something's crawl
ing down my back!
Him—Well, you'd make Just as
much fuss if it was crawling up your
back. Let it alone. —Cleveland
Leader.
Aik Your Druggist for Allen's Foot-Eat*.
"I tried ALLEN'S FOOT-EASE recent
ly, and have just bought another supply.
It lias cured my corns, and the hot, burn
ing and itching sensation in my feet which
was almost unbearable, and I would not
be without it now.—Mrs. W. J. Walker,
Camden, N. J." Sold by all Druggists, 25«.
Ought to Be.
"Is the man you recommended to us
capable of good head work?"
"Well, he's a barber."
Mr*. Wlnslow's Soothing Syrnp.
For children toethltig, softens tlie Ktiras, reduces In
flammiitiou, allays imln.eurua wtlidcolkj. 25cuboltl«*
France made over out
of chicken farming.