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.
One aftersoon about five o'clock,
while watching the movements of the
various birds in the water, the corre
spondent heard the ringing of a bell,
and, on looking to see whence the
sound came, he observed that one of
the swans was vigorously pulling the
cord evidently to attract attention. As
no immediate notice was taken of its
birds inhabiting the moat, taught the
swans to ring the bell at feeding time,
at five o'clock in the afternoon. This
practice has been continued by succes.
sive families of swans down to the
present day, and it would seem, there
fore, as if the birds transmitted to
their offspring the knowledge that
when the cord was pulled the bell
would ring and that food would follow.
Her Discovery.
"Oh, George, I've got splendid news
for you."
“That so?"
“Yes, something that will save you
a lot of money.”
“What is 11?"
“I've discovered that your last win.
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