The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, July 23, 1914, Image 3

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SYNOPSIS.
John Valiant, a rch soclety favorite,
suddenly discovers that the Vallant cor
poration, which his father founded and
which was the principal source of his
wealth, had fgiled. He voluntarily turns
over his private fortune to the rec elver
for the corporation. His entire remaining
possessions consist of an old motor car, a
white bull dog and Damory court, a neg-
fected estate in Virginia. On the way to
Damory court he ineets Shirley Dand-
gidge, an auburn-haired beauty, and de-
cides that he is going to like Virginia im-
mensely, Shirley's mother, Mrs. Dand-
ridge, and Major Bristow exchange rem
tniscences during which it is revealed
that the major, Vallant's father and a
man named Sasson were rivals for the
hand of Mrs. Dandridge in her youth
Sassoon and Valiant fought a duel on her
account in which the former was killed
Valiant finds Damory overgrown |
with and creepers and decides to
} place Valiant saves |
bite of a snake, which
wing the deadliness of the |
sucks the poison from the
1d saves his lifa. Valiant
time that his father lef!
&inla unt of a duel in which
tor Sot all and Major Bristow a«
his er's seconds, Valiant and Si |
becom good friend _Dandr fag ge
faints when she oq “alls { OF the
first time. Valiant h he has |
fortune in old walnut arly
gronament, 8 surviv
court
wound s
for the
Ry i Kati
theart, who Is +
cite ot thie
CHAPTER XXViti.—Continued. |
“Young mars’ feel ’ y up in de!
clouds dis day,” he sal to
Daphne. “He
ef he done 'fessed
Well, all de
deyselves, OV
‘bout forty
him talkin' ter Mars'
mus’ hab er crac}
teah,’ he say. Hy: yuh
“G'way wid yo
eniffed Aunt Daphne,
need ter come eroun’
wake up ez
ligion las
folkses cert’n'y
Mistah Fa
uh dem jumbles.
Hoyed |
rgo done eat |
Ah heah |
John. ‘Reck'n yo' |
down |
hijack cook
, hyuh!
"
' ”
blackyardin'l—
delighted. “Don’
honey-caffuddlin
he say.” insisted Uncle
oe
“Dat’s whut
Jefferson: “he
She drew her hands f(r
and looked at him anxious nj
yo' reck’'n Mars’ John
dat Yankee ‘ooman heah ter
Co'ot, ounh
“Humph!"”
hig! htaluti n' gal
camrod? No
oldah yo' gits, de mo’
citations is! )
tro
f'n yo' heel
did fo’ er fac’
om the suds
f{'son, |
gwineter fotch
Dam'ry |
mistia?”
scoffed her gpous “Dat
done swaller de
bob-tail! De
hah yo
ter be
whut
suh ree
fool
ible on yo’
music-room
ano
kev
dull
struck at first onl)
became finally the unting
of “Tales of Hoffmann.” It
tir that had drift
when he had stood with S)
the sun-dial, in the moment of
first kiss Over and
it. impro ng dreamy varia
the tender melody seemed
ghost of that
gquare
In the shad chamber the
8 of mother gleamed ‘with
colors under his fingers
ken chords, that |
barcarole
wag the
» garde
irley by |
their
over he played
tions, till i
the dear
embrace
For an Instant He Stared Unbeliev-
ingly.
went into the library and in the erim-
soning light sat down at the desk,
and began to write
*Dear Bluebird of Mine:
“l can’t wait any longer to talk to
you. Less than a day has passed |
since we were together, but it might
have been eons, if one measured time
by heart-beats. What have you been
doing and thinking, | wonder? | have
spent those eons in the garden, just
wandering about, dreaming over those
wonderful, wonderful moments by the
sun-dial. Ah, dear little wild heart
born of the flowers, with the soul of
& bird (vet you are woman, too!) that
old disk is marking happy hours now
for mel
“How have 1 deserved this thing
that I have been! Sometimes it seems |
too glad and sweet, and | am suddenly
desperately afraid | shall wake to find
myself facing another dull morning
in that old, useless, empty life of mine.
1 am very humble, dear, before your
love.
¥
me?
planted the ramblers.
when your little muddy boot
(Do you know,
went
wanted to etoop
So dear everything about
Not that evening at Rose
roots, 1
kiss {t?
you was!)
wood,
with roses all about you. Red roses
the color of your lips!) No, it was not
then that it began—nor that dreadful
-nor th
the
my life
.
horse in box-rows in that yew:
No, it began the
when I sat In my
rose in my hand! [It
has never left me since, by day or by
night. And yet there are people in
this age of airships and honking high-
first afternoon,
with your
at-first-sight 1s
little
as out-of-date as our
grandmothers’ hoops rusting in
sweetheart, I, for one
to Vir
heart
“Suppose 1 had
and k
when
not come
nown you! My
I think of {t It m
Here at the Cou
saf-calendar—it
just as 1 came o1
{fs May 14th
its motto is: ‘Every man carries
about his neck
akes
one believe in fate
I found an
elbow now,
date it shows
upon a riband
I like that
“That first Sunday St. Andres
hought of a day ay it
en you
be soon!
stand before
your people
around us,
, Shirley,
nd to think it is res
Do you
and
gay: ‘I
hee, John
0 come true!
text the min
‘But
preached from?
all men
and that
faces of
perceive
their faces sh
think |
that they
hes,
the
angels.’ 1
{ll see
ur love for me, dear
“Tam so happy | [ can hardly
perhaps it is that
sending this over by
Send me back just
sweetheart, to
you tonight And add
ight
thirat
men w
riches——y(
gee the
a
Uncle Jefferson
may come to
three short words | am so
snd
verb be
to hear over
tween (wo pronouns-—so
over One
that 1 «
ty Te
at once;
He raised head
with eves 1}
kiss them
his a little Rush
rilliant, lighted
letter with the
ched it
here after he sat looking
growing lusk valching
sealed the
wore and dispat
into
the
nstellations deepen
is-lazull
woven chor
Lerson
was
prowl throug
leopard,
all
slouching step
length the old
Valiant took tha
iis heart beating
fed it hastily in to the candle
» did not open it at once, but
ili minute
paima as though to extract
delicate paper
ner
the
thrill of touch. His hand shook
a8 he drew the
the envelope. How would
My Knight of the Crimson
| Rose 2 or “Dear Gardener {She had
called him Gardener the day
out the
} from
TOosSes) or
would
‘Yes' or
yet even the
bad its beginning and its ending
He opened and read,
For an instant he stared unbeliey
lngly. Then the paper crackled to a
ball in his clutched hand, and he
a hoarse sound which was half cry,
then sat perfectly still, his whole face
shuddering. What he crushed in his
no note of tender love
phrases; it was an abrupt dismissal
The staggering contretemps struck
the color from his face and left every
nerve raw and quivering. To be “noth
ing to her, as she could be nothing to
hia?” He felt a ghastly inclination to
laugh, Nothing to her!
Presently, his brows frowning heav-
ily, he spread out the erumpled paper
and reread it with bitter slowness,
weighing each phrase. “Something
which she had learned since she last
saw him, which lay between them.”
She had not known it, then, last night
when they had kissed beside the sun’
dial! She had loved him then! What
could there be that thrust them firrev
ocably apart? ‘
Without stopping to think of the
darkness or that the friendly doors of
pe rhag na
not be
“Come
even
ong
a mere to me,’
drive to the road, along which he
plunged breathlessly. The blue star
spangled sky was fow streaked with
clouds like faded orchids, and the
shadows on the uneven ground under
hia hurried feet made him giddy
shapes across (ences, the
destriap who greeted him in passing
He was stricken suddenly with the
~
thought that Shirley was suffering,
too, It seemed Incredible that he
{should now be raging along a country
{road at nightfall to find something
that so horribly hurt them both.
It was almost dark—eave for the
{atarlight—when he saw the shadow of
{the square Ivy-grown spire rearing
stark from {ts huddle of [foliage
rainst the blurred background. He
pushed open the gate and went slowly
{up the worn path toward the great
i iron-bound and hooded door. Under
{ the larches on either hand the outlines
of the gravestones loomed pallidly,
| and from the bell tower came the faint
| inquiring cry of a small owl, Valiant
stood looking about him. What could
he learn here? He read no answer to
{ the riddle. A little to one side of the
| path something showed snow-like on
{the ground, and he went toward It
| Nearer, he saw that it was a mass of
{ lowers, staring up from
whitely
A.
Rm omamebis
Bent Over,
Scent; It
Suddenly Noting the
Was Cape Jessamine
within an
sundds
jssamine
he scent: 3
With the sation of
preacience
lence
great
Ek along the Red Road
this to be
h he had
forever? Could It
for hi
Was the end
fancied
be that
it no hoary
wil
were
gen
When
{ candle
gs of a
looked all at once gaunt
and despoiled. What
i Damory
he re.entered the library the
guttering in the burned
night-moth The place
was
and
could Virginia
Court, be to him
her? The wrink lay
desk and he bent suddenly with
a sharp catching breath and kissed it
{ There welled over him a wave of
rebellious longing. The candle spread
to a hazy yellow blur. The walls fell
away
| with his arms about
ihers and his heart
could
ied note
her,
beating to
sound of the violins behind them.
He laughed
{he threw himself on
| buried his face’in his hands
; stil ying there when the misty rain
wet dawn came through the shutters.
CHAPTER XXIX.
The Coming of Greef King.
It was Sunday afternoon, and under
the hemlocks, Rickey Snyder had gath-
éred her minions--a dozen children
{ from the near-by houses with
usufl sprinkling of little blacks from
the kitchens, There were parents, of
course, to whom this mingling of color
tional prohibition, but since the ad-
vent of Rickey, in whose soul lay a
Napoleonic instinct df leadership, this
was more honored in the breach than
in the observance.
“My! Ain't it scrumptious here
now!” sald Cozy Cabell, hanging yel
low lady-alippers over her ears, “I
wish we could play here always.”
“Mr. Valiant will let us,” said Rick:
ey. “1 asked him.”
“Oh, he will” responded Cozy gloom-
ily, “but he'll probably go and marry
somebody who'll be mean about it”
“Everybody doen't get married,”
said one of the Byloe twins, with mas
culine assurance, “Maybe he won't"
“Much a boy knows about it!” re
torted Cozy scornfully,. “Women have
to, and some one of them will make
him. (Greenville Female Seminary
Simms, If you slap that little nigger
again, I'll slap you!)”
Greenie rolled over on the grass and
tittered.
eaid. "Ah heah
day «t wuz er
huh say de yuddah
moughty good feelin’
tah!’
“Well,”
till the
sald Cozy,
flower
tossing her head
earrings danced,
got anything
red mustache. Married women
have to prove they could have
a husband if they had wanted to.”
“Let's play something,” proposed
Rosebud Meredith, on whom the
palled, “let's play
King Katiko."
“It's Sunday!”
er and
but a
don't
got !
dis
King.
this from her small
more righteous sister. "We're
to play anything but Bible
on Sunday, and if Rosebud
tell”
“Jay-bird tattie-tale!™
“Don't care if
decreed Rickey
"school then. It would
object to that. I'm supe
and this stump’'s my desk
dren sit
ranged themse 8 in two
an Sab
games
you do!”
"We'll play
Sunday
saint to
tendent
yOu chil
1 hey
rin
All
down under that tree”
meeting
enol
cotton
tual ex
station
“and I'll
is
i f v
ii sO
glonary
See 80 many
Cozy.” ehe
the organ
sullenly
won't be
All
Rickey
right
free:
People don't lie
neadn’t™
up.
their backs in
retorted
ingly “8it Greenle
Sunday-echool’
Greenlee vawned dis
erself
mally, and right
with injured slowness Ah
cep’ yo' insult, Ricke)
she sal “Ah'd ruthah lose
dan
And
time
the rows « dre n
hile Mot
iG 3 n
jection, the colored contingent
+ chor
had lain in a sodden
a bush at a little dist
ragged and soiled
tal face
on?
ance
and
sovered with
gome days’ growth
scar «lanting back from cheek to
Without getting up, he rolled
command a view, and set
eyes. blinking from their
thet children
‘We will now take up the collec
von.” sald Rickey. ("You can do it,
June. Use a flat plece of bark.) Re
member that what we give today is
for the poor heathen in-—in Alabama.”
The bark-slad made its
ceiving leaves, acorns,
gional pin. Midway,
better
and an
however,
occa
there
i
and the collection was scattered broad:
ly
“Rosebud Meredith,” sajd Rick-
“it would serve you
in the plate
if your hand would get all over warts!
I'm sure 1 hope it will.” She rescued
fallen plece of bark and an
“The collection this after.
noon has amounted to a hundred dol
And now, chil
we will skip the catechism and
I will tell you a story.”
Her auditors hunched themselves
nearer, a double row of attentive white
as Rickey with a pre
liminary bass cough, began in a drawl
ing tone whose mimicry called
giggles of esctasy.
“There
who went to Sunday-school and loved
their ve-e-ery much They
ware always good and attentive-—not
liko that little nigger over there! The
one with his thumb in his mouth! One
was little Mary and the other was
little They had a mighty ricl
i lived in Richmond, (
ame to gee them and
each a dollar. And
sry glad It
. A
forth
were once two little sisters
teacher
Susy.
once he
them
wasn t
iollar, all’ dirt and
whitey
right rommd gold dollar,
if the ni
silve
and little
that night for
4]
with
int Attle Mary
could bers sleep
g of what they could buy
iA .
i Here
was
Hut the dol
her eve, but she took
e, and next day when she went
ayv-school, she dropped it in
1 reckon
ugnt a
gathered
fire and cook
onary
(0 MMaKe a
ad raine and rained and
ned for so long WOoO4 was
nd they
so hungry
then 1 a ned to find
satchelful of tracts nd the tracts
They took them
the wet wood
the
wet, and it wouldn't burn, a
cried because Were
the
were vesaery
stuck
the tracts burned and wood
ught fire and they cooked the mis
ary and ate him.
“Now. little children,
think did the most good with
lar—-iittle Susy or little Mary
row sniggered,
which do you
her dol
The front
came from the
and a sigh
“Dém
infant
up all
colored ranks
gasped a dusky
dey done eat
dat candy and dem goober-peas,
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Historic Relic Now " Possession of
University of Pennsylvania Has
Evoked Discussion,
The gold sword that Louis XVI pre
sented to John Paul Jones in recogni
tion of the fight he made with the Bon
Homme Richard against the Serapis
has been presented to the University
of Pennsylvania by Edward C. Dale,
son of the late Richard C. Dale, a for
mer president of the Soclety of Cincin
natl. The sword has been in the pos
session of the Dale family for more
than a century.
This ia the sword which Charles
Henry Hart, a local historian, de
clares now should be In possession
of Admiral Dewey. It had been gen:
erally accepted that the sword passed
by will of Commodore Jones to Com-
modore Dale, a forbear, of Richard C.
Dale. Mr, Hart denied this. He de
clares that the eword was In posses.
slon of John Paul Jones when he died
in Parle, In 1792, and that Jane Tay:
lor of Dumfries, Scotland, a sister of
Jones, went to Paris and took posses
sion of everything left by the sea
a
fighter
Robert Morris.
later presented the sword to Com-
modore John Barry, senior officer of
the American navy in 1795, but that
the presentation was only a
handed down to Barry's successor as
senior officer, eventnally reaching the
possession of Admiral Dewey. Phila
delphia Press,
Bird Man Has Arrived.
On the day after Christmas.a Rus
sian aviator at St. Petersburg flew a
new machine of his own making for
hours, carrying ten passengers in addi
tion to a heavy load of ballast. This
establishes the aeroplane as a sure
adjunct of modern transportation, in
cluding passengers and freight. A
few days before this even we heard
of the successful use of the flying ma.
chine by the French army operating
in Morocco, which puts this new mode
of warfare among the arms of military
operations of our day, and hereafter
when we use the expression “all
arms” we shall have to include the
fying machine.
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