S8YNOPSIS. 8 John Valliant, a rich society favorite, suddenly discovers that the Vallant cor- poration, which his father founded which was the principal source of wealth, has falled over his private fortune for the corporation. to the White bull dog and Damory court, a neg- lected estate {n Virginia Damory court he meets Shirley ridge, an auburn-haired beauty, and de- cides that he is going to like Virginia im mensely, Bhirlay’'s mother, Mrs Dand- ridge, {niscences during that the major, man named Sassoon were hand of Mrs. Dandr ldge in Sassoon and Valliant fought a duel o p account in which the former was Kil led Valiant finds Damory court overgrown with weeds and creepers and the » build ings in a very much eg] lected condition CHAPTER IX—Continusd. He trudged away into the shadows, but presently as the new master of Damory Court stood in gloomy hall, he heard the shambling agaln behind him. “Ah done neglect uated ter ax yo' name, suh. Ah did, fo' er fac'” “My name 1s Valiant. fant.” Uncle Jefferson's ward and rolled out of orbit. Lawd!” he ejaculated And with his wide lips still framed about the last word he backed out of the doorway and disappeared Alone In the ebbing twilight, J Valiant found his hamper which {it is her yo the John Val eyes turned | ohn took out a loaf of bread. The ther: was fllled with milk, It splendid banquet, yet he a great content as the bu feet gnawed his share of the He broke Ris bread into the milk as he had not done he was a child, and ate the luscious pulp with a relish bred of the long outdoor day It was almost dark the meal was done depleted hamper fn ered the a glass, nos was not a ate It with lldog at his crust neo when t} and, hand, he reent He went lighted the motor and began t drawers of the yielded nothi ler's pantry, which proved to be half full of candles, perfectly preserved “The very thing!” antly. Carrying them e several in the glasscand k set them, lighted, all about the som room till the glow f 1 every corner re, “that is as {it she i Ni big tant search-lig And no gl of modern id suit old wainscoting He dragged the porch and by the lamp dusted it thoroughly and ing it back, set it under yrirait which had so attracted him He washed the glass from which he had dined and filled it at the cup of the garden fountain, put into it the rose from his hat and set it on read ing-stand The small china dog caught his eye and he picked it up casually The head came off in his hands. It had been a bon-bon box and was empty save for a narrow strip of yellowed paper, on which were ten some meaningless figures $4-0. He pondered this a then thrust it into one of the empty pigeonholes of the desk. ter stood an old-fashioned dar; the date it exposed 14th. “Curiously enough the ¢ empty ech house int the library, great brass lamp from the The board s b ut- box wax he said triu mph back, he fixed lestic ber soft bla lare ele etricit ¥ wou either.” leather settee to the motor- “ ani wheel light of the the Pe the writ. 17-28 He Shuddered as He Stooped to Pleck Up the Weapon. would recur tomorrow, The page bore A quotation: “Every man carries his fate on a riband about his neck” The line had been quoted in his father’s letter. May l4th-—~how much that date and that motto may have meant for him! He rose to push the shutter wider and in the movement his elbow gent a shallow case of morocco leather that had lain on the desk crasping to the floor. It opened and a heavy metallic object rolled almost to his feet He saw at a glance that it was an old. fashioned rusted dueling pistol The box had originally held two pistols, He shuddered as he stooped to pick up the weapon, and with the crawling repugnance mingled a pang. ing anger and humiliation. From his very babyhood it had always been so ~-that unconquerable aversion to the touch of firearms. ments in his youth when this unrea. gelf-tests of courage. He had able to overcome |t Analyza- tion had told him that his peculiar abhorrence was no mero outgrowth of It lay far deeper, ly, of recent years, met the test. as he stood in these unaccustomed with the metal the old him, and the sweat broke im beads on his forehead Setting his teeth hard, he crossed the room, slipped the with {ts pistol between the vol umes of the bookcase, and returned to his seat The bulldog, aroused from thrust a warm muzzle “It's uncanny, Chum!" he said, hand caressed the velvety “Why should the touch of that thing chill my spine and make flesh tiptoe over my bones? Why Do you sup shuddering held a nap, his fool my He For a long while he sat there, his ipe dead, his eyes on the moon lighted out-of-doors, The ecery feel that had gripped him had gone as as it had come. At last stretching with a great ut all save one of ng a bath-robe, I towel from stripped leisurely ath-robe and sandals the window to he ele imself went 1&8 garden and to where lay the er the tried to imi calls but was un rueful laugh h stood an oised in ine bir Ww ith bath instant glistening, Hioht HED off the robe and moon subtly and be stirred uneasily under the blanket. After a time his hands stretched out to the reading-stand and drew the glass with its vi lossom nearer, till, in musky odor mingled wet scent of honeysuckle from the garden. At last his eyes closed. “Every man ca: his fate * * * on a riband abo neck,” he muttered drowsily, and then, "Roses «re . red roses » » * hd And so he fell asleep his nos . with the dew the ries ut his CHAPTER X. The Hunt, He awoke to a musical twittering the dusty room in a very glory and stood filing his lungs with a long breath of satisfaction He felt bounding from the and master in a through the weeds, his window, dirty “Get out!” quoth the latter, laugh ing. "Stop licking my feet! How the dickens do you suppose I'm to get into my clothes with your ridiculous antics going on? Down, I say! Hark!” He broke off and listened. “Who's that singing?” The sound drew nearer—a brious chant, with the weirdest minor reflections, faintly suggestive of the "Good morning, Uncle Jefferson.” The singer broke off, set down the twig-broom that he had been wielding and came toward him. “Mawnin’, suh. Mawnin',” he sald slep’ good. Ah reck’'n dem ar birds woke yo' up; dey's makin’ seh er ‘miration.” “Thank you. my life. Am I laboring under a delu- slon when | imagine I smell coffen?” the open door of the titchen: yo'se'f er man, yo’ (triflin’ recon- structed niggah! W'en marstah gwine- ter git he brekfus’ wid’ yo' ramshack- lin’ eroun’ wid dat dwag all dis Gawd's-blewsid mawnin'?! Go fotch some mo’ flah-wood dis minute. Yo heah? A turbaned head poked (Itself through the door, with a good-natured leaf-brown face beneath It, which broadened into a wide smile as its owner bobbed energeticaily at Va lignt's greeting, “Fo’ de Lawd!” she exclaimed, wiping floury hands on a “Yo' sho’ brekfus’ ready, Aunt Daphne. suh.” “All right, I'il back directly.” the edge of #n reading-stand transferred to porch and lald with a white cloth on was set fresh cream, crisp bot biscuit; and as he with a sigh of pure delight, in dressing-gown -- a crepy thing redeemed by the beld green bamboo Uncle Jefferson planted generous platter of bacon, and potatoes, These ho attacked with a surprising keenness, As he buttered his fifth biscuit he looked at the dog, rolling his back in sy, with which with saltless butter and his from of its de him a on “Chum,” he “what think of that? sald, All He Craned His Passed Neck, but It the Line of His Vision, ceased foot run Away Aunt can you get the cl leanin BY worthy nded with fine scorn No, suh. Moughty cep'n low-down yaller new- ’ ' an with § "ha Hep that Tes] few, de town wu'f killin’! h dat house mahse'f "fo tongs, en git it fix’ jasue trash det gwineter go fo’ long, hammah en up!” ¥ Splendid! hands. You you, Uncle Jefferson; My destiny is In your might take the dog with the rua will do When the latter had disappeared ndicated that the era of strenuous cleaning had begun, he reentered the library, changed the water in the rose glass and set it on the edge of the shady front porch, where {ts flaunting blossom made a dash of bright crim. son against the grayed weather-beaten brick. This done, large room on the ground-floor that he had not visited. It was double the size of the library, and tenderly faded, topped console at either side. In one corner stood a grand plano of Cireas sian walnut with keys of tinted mother-of-pearl and a slender musie. same material From the center of the ceiling, above an oval table, de. pended a great chandelier hung with glass prisms. The chairs and sofas muslin. He lifted one of these, XV, wood stands and a corner held a glass cabinet containing a collection of small ivories and falence. He went thoughtfully back to the great hall, where sat the big chest on which lay the volume of “Lucile.” He pushed down the antique wrought. iron hasp and threw up the ld. It was filled to the brim with textures: heavy portieres of rose-damask, table covers of faded soft-toned tapestry, window-hangings of dull green-—all with tobacco-leaves laid between the folds and sifted thickly over with the sparkling white powder. At fhe bot. tom, rolled in tarry-smelling paper, he found a half-dozen thin, Persian pray: er-rugs., “Phew!” he whistled. “1 certainly ought to be grateful to that law firm that ‘inspected’ the place. Think of the things lying here all these 1 And that powder everywhere! It's done the work, sign of moth, If I'm not careful, I'll stumble over the family plate—it seems to be about the only thing want ing.” He too, thought a moment, then went ransack the trunk. At length he found a small box containing keepsakes of various kinds. He poured the medley on to the table—an uncut moonstone, an amethyst-topped pencil that one of his tutors had given him as a boy, a tiger's claw, a compass and what not Among them was a man's sealring with a crest cut in a cornelian. He looked at it closely, It was the same device, The ring had been his Just when or how it had his possession he could never remem. ber. It had lain among keep sakes so vears that he had al its existence. He had a ring, but now, as he back to the hall, he slipped it finger. The motto below the was worn away, but it showed father's, come into these many never worn went on his crest clear in the marble of the hall-mantle: I elf His eyes words and straved to the ant sun- ollage outside. An nt boast, perhaps, yet in the event ell justi fi d Vali slope when from turned the carven pleas ny { arro ants had hel Lia gelfsame the enc rung with torturefire Hevolutd d a the white ribbons « flanks of t he lab ated feminine rider, the bunch irr ed in ad vance and was leading by lean hun bareheaded, 3at fallen limit of its ribbon knotted chin, and her waving hair gleaming like tarnished gold “How she rides!” mu tary watcher. "Cross-saddle, of course the sensible little sport! She'll never in the world do that wall! Yes, by George!” John Vallant's admirs tion turned to delight “Why.” he said, "it's the lLady-of-the- Roses!" He put his hands on the sil gearietaod detached from hor 1 dred yards, back to the under her ttered the soll CHAPTER x1. —— Sanctuary. turning for a last that so prayed for | With a final effort, it gained the porch and crouched down In its corner, an abject, sweated, hunted morsel, at hopeless bay. Like a flash, Vallant stooped, caught the shivering thing by the scruff, and as Its snapping jaws grazed his thumb, dropped it through the open window behind him: “Banctuary!” quoth he, and banged the shutter to, Al the same instant, the place with a pandemonium of leaping hounds, he saw the golden chestnut reined sharply down among the ragged box-rows, with a sham faced though brazen knowledge iat the girl who rode it had seen. movelegs, her head one hand on the hunter's foan neck, and their glances met crossed swords. The vague and deep withir an overflowed nosing ¥ yt She sat look something For an eld each other, in a gaze rigid, mging, alr defiant: then { she turned to the rest of E ZiE- age like a gettable Instant unforg tabl wi rya Nos galloping ddle spurring in a ial-faced man of m gat his he unger one ree with a lark following ti riders of both s«¢ face and strs SES A XO8, plastered with and Worth Knowing. man leaves New York at a given date and raven é west. ward at such a rate of speed that the always be directly ove wher aking a circle of the globe he the starting point In New hours after he left it presenting itself is, at different stopping making the circuit of noon him to every station, was he ned that it was noon of the As he crossed the me. ridian of 180 degrees east, or west, of Greenwich the day would change. His firgt stop after crossing the meridian would be Yokohama, perhaps; there he would learn that it was the next SrA 3 Suppose a 11 gun will After m will reach York just 24 The question which one of his places while with Birds Had Learned the Trick of Ring ing a Bell to Get Their Supply of Food. —— During a recent visit to the cathed- of a curious incident. The Episcopal! efforts, the impatient bird continued | ring the bell violently until there | | appeared at the window of the tower of this interesting episode, the corre spondent was told that a number of years ago a daughter of the bishop of times, by a wall and a moat, the haunt | of swans, ducks, and other aquatic | birds. The moat Is crossed at the en- trance to the palace grounds by a drawbridge with a battlemented gate way with towers, in one of which is the gatekeeper's lodge. From a bracket fixed in the wall one of these towers overlooking t moat a bell is suspended, with a eord at- tached. 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