~~ —— pe? SYNOPSIS. lien Le Comte de Sabron, captain of French savalry, takes to his quarters to ralse by nand a motherless Irish terrier pup, and names it Plitchoune Heo dines with the Marquise d'Esclignac and meets Miss Julin Redmond, American heiress, who pings for him an English ballad that lingers in his memory, Trying to save Pitchoune's life, he declines a second in- vitation to dinner because of a "very sick friend.” No more invitations come from the Chateau d'Esclignac. Pitchoune, though lame from his accident, thrives and is devoted to his master. Sabron and Pitchoune meet the Marquise and Miss Redmond and after the story of Pltchoune fe told Babron is forgiven and invited to dinner again. Sabron Is ordered to Al- giers, but Is not allowed to take servants or dogs. He Is Invited to a musicale at the Chateau, where Miss Redmond, hear- ing that Sabron cannot take Pitchoune with him, offers to take cafe of the dog during his master's absence. CHAPTER Vii—Continued, “My dear Julia, Duc de Tremont.” to both the ladies, went away. This was the picture he might add to his collection: her vivid dress, gown, ing over her hand. my godson, the And Sabron bowed to the duke, and | and Pitchoune was there as well, iy waiting at attention. “Brunet,” said the officer to man, “will you take Pitchoune around to the servants’ quarters and give him to Miss Redmond’'s maid? I am going to leave him here.” “Good, mon Capitaine,” said the ordonnance, and whistled to the dog. with a short sharp bark. derstood would be hard to s with Sabron stroked him “Go, my friend, mon vieux, go,” ly, and the Sabron bent down with Brunet he commanded stern: little dog, trained leg He the over the saddle rode regardless fact that he and rode of an was going CHAPTER VII, Homesick. Yitchoune was a soldier's dog, born oe cai mn — rt” or —— magnetically drawn by her thoughts, into a song which she played softly through. Pitchoune heard and turned her. He knew that tune. Neither drums nor trumpets had played it, but there was no doubt about its being fit for soldiers. He had heard his master sing it, hum it, many times. It had puppy and it went with many things of the intimate life with his master. He remembered it when he had dozed by the fire and dreamed of chasing cata and barking at Brunet and being a faithful dog all around; he heard again a beloved voice hum it to him. Pitchoune whined and softly jumped down from his seat. He put his fore She and caressed him, and he licked her hand “That is the first time I have seen a spark of human gratitude, Julia. He is probably beg- ging you to open the door and let him take a run.” Indeed Pitchoune did go to the door “I think you might trust him out. I said the Marquise d’'Esclignac. “He {3 a real little sav- age." tear like mad across the terrace, He was leaves and she after a rabbit. lost sight of him CHAPTER IX. The Fortunes of War. Sabron's departure had been de of Marseilles He Tarascon one lovely day suns. His boat lay the brown rocks of the it There was not he set sall He was inclined | dear to the canteen. Michette une vraie vivandiere, a real daughter of the regiment. Pitchoune was a worthy son adored the drums and trumpets. adored the fife which he was accustomed from a respectable distance He He to He liked gure that he would find them blue He climbed up the ladder alongside of who knew him, and turned to go discovered which would express how he felt toward Monsieur le Capitaine, his master. His muscular little form expressed it in every fiber. His brown eyes looked it until their pathos might have melted a heart of iron, There was nothing picturesque to Pltchoune in the Chateau d'Esclignac was brought. The little dog took a flying tour around it, over sofas and chairs, landing on the window seat, where he crouched. He was wicked, but he was perfectly miser- able, and the lovely wiles of Julia Red- mond and her endearments left him unmoved. He refused meat and drink was Indifferent to the views from the window, to the beautiful view of King Rene’s castle, to the tantalizing cat sunning herself against the wall. He flew about like mad, leaving destruc. tion In his wake, tugged at the leash when they took him out for exercise In short, Pitchoune was a homesick, lovesick little new mistress. She tied around his neck, which he promptly chewed off. She tried to feed him with her own fair hands; he held his head high, looked bored and grew thin in the flanks. “1 think Captain de Sabron's little dog is going to die, ma tante,” she told her aunt “Fiddlésticks, my dear Julia! Keep him tied up until he is accustomed to the place. It won't hurt him to fast; he will eat when he is hungry. I have a note from Robert. He has gone to Monte Carlo.” “Ah!” breathed Miss Redmond in- differently. She slowly went over to her plano and played a few measures of music that were a torture to Pitchoune, who found these ladylike performances in strong contrast to drums and trumpets. He felt himself as a soldier degraded and could not understand why he should be relegated to a salon and to the mild soclety of two ladies who did not even know Low to pull his ears or roll him over on the rug with their riding boots and spurs. He sat against the window as was his habit, looking watching, yearning. “Vous avez tort, ma chere,” sald her aunt, who was working something leas than a thousand flowers on her tap estry. “The chance to be a princess ‘and a Tremont does not come twice in a young girl's life, and you know you have only to be reasonable, Julia.” Miss Redmond’s fingers wandered, a ribbon paign in Morocco which he did not leave until the steam- er touched Algiers, he i i $ i i i i | a wet that it wriggled and was alive “This, mon commandant,” ittle beast | ever saw.” He dropped a small terrier on the vigorously and bark with apparent de- light. “No sooner had we pushed out from the quay than this litle beggar sprang from the pier and began to swim after us. in. It is evidently a mascot, mon com- mandant, evidently a sallor dog who has run away to sea” The captain looked with interest at Pitchoune, who engaged himself in making his toilet and biting after a flea or two which had not been drowned. “Wea sailors,” sald the man saluting, “would like to keep him for luck, mon commandant.” “Take him down then,” his superior officer ordered, “and don't let him up among the passengers.” . » » » ® - It was a rough voyage. Sabron passed his time saying goodby to France and trying to keep his mind away from the Chateau d'Esclignac, which persisted in haunting his uneasy slumber. In a blaze of sunlight, Al giers, the white city, shone upon them on the morning of the third day and Sabron tried to take a more cheerful view of a soldier's life and fortunes. He was a soldierly figure and a hand- some one as he walked down the gang- plank to the shore to be welcomed by fellow officers who were eager to see him, and presently was lost in the lit- tle crowd that streamed away from the docks into the white city CHAPTER X. Together Agaln. That night after dinner and a clga- rette, he strode into the streets to dis tract his mind with the sight of the oriental city and to fill his ears with the eager cries of the crowd. The lamps flickered. The sky overhead was a8 blue nearly us In daytime. He walked leisurely toward the native quarter, jostled, as he passed, by men in their brilliant costumes and by a veiled woman or two. He stopped indifferently before a lit tle cafe, his eyes on a Turkish bazaar where velvets and scarfs were being sold at double their worth under the light of a flaming yellow lamp. As he stood so, his back to the cafe where a number of the ship's crew were drink. ing, he heard a short sharp sound that had a sweet familiarity about it and whose individuality made him start with surprise. He could not believe his ears. He heard the bark again and then he was sprung upon by a lit- tle body that ran out from between the legs of a sallor who sat drinking his coffee and liquor. “Gracious heavens!” exclaimed Bab- ron, thinking that he must be the vic. tim of a hashish dream. . "Pitchoune!” The dog fawned on him and whined, crouched at his feet whining—like a child. Sabron bent and fondled him. The sailor from the table called the dog imperatively, but Pitchoune would have died at his master's feet rather than return. uttered words he would have spoken, but his eyes spoke. They looked as though they were tearful “Pitchoune, mon vieux! be Pltchoune. " The dog tried to lick his face. “Yoyons,” rine, who came rolling over to them, “where did you get this dog?” The young man's voice was perative and he fixed stern eyes on the sailor, who pulled his forelock and ex- plained. “He was following me,” said Sabron, not witheut a stght catch in his voice. The body of Pitchoune quivered under his arm. “He is my dog. 1 think his manner proves it. If you have grown fond of him I am sorry for you, but I think you will have to give him up.” Sabron put his hand in his pocket and turned a little away to be free of the native crowd that, chattering and grinning, amused and curious and Looking, Watching, Yearning. eager to participate in any distribution He found two gold pleces which be put into the hand of the sailor “Thank you for taking care of him I am at the Royal Hotel” He nodded, and with Pitchoune under his arm out of the bazaar. He could not interview the dog him self, although he listened, amused, to Pitchoune’s own manner of speech. He spent the latter part of the evening have possessed certain You may keep your dog. 1 congratulate vou on such a faithful companion (TO BE CONTINUED.) Gauge for Measuring Sootfall. The Pittsburgher who resents the | timeworn variations of the soft coal FRENCH EXPERT TRACES ITS IN- FLUENCE .IN LITERATURE. of the Nomad Troubadour Had its Origin In the Country of Wales, Anatole le of Rennes, Braz of the Brittany, in a lecture the Celtic influence In literature, the University of Cincinnati, tinguished between two classes Celtic populations, those Celtic In ori i gin, but with an intermingling | | i i { i : i BRIEFLY TOLD A. -~ The Latest Gleanings From All Over the State. | more purely Celtle. The second class, he said, is found in France, | the Bretons, and in England, among | the Celts of Cornwall, the Welsh, and { the Irish. To it we must look for any remains of the Celtie genius and for | Hterature. Ireland, which M. chose as his starting point, i at the time of the Scandinavian inva { sion, Christianity, however, left a profound imprint upon the Gaelic soul influenced the European world. saints evangelized barbaric awakening that she produced her artists and philosophers. The influ ence of her eple poetry was no less felt than that of her evangelization. | continued, superior in culture at the time of the Saxon Invasion, be absorbed by their more gavage con- querorg. The two chief Celtic pas sions love of country and love of In- dependence, found expression in the legends of King Arthur, who, they be- lieved, would reappear to free them from the Saxon yoke, Through and music these legends were ever fresh in the Celtic mind and song an essential their education, and the bard a privileged character among them from the sixth century through twelfth, Gradually; as the Celts and Saxons united, the iatter learned to apprec! ate the Celtic poetry, and the Celtic literary themes passed Intd Saxon possession ut. as the new social state evolved, formed of this alliance, the art of the bards ceased to be an official institution, and they were com pellied to They became wandering singers, go ing to assemblies, feasts and abbeys “1 should not be surprised” he- marked M. le Braz, “if it should some day be discovered that the institution the nomad troubadour, of the kept were part of Was the the middle ages, tors in the country of Walesa” Through then, Celtic poetry sung in the three on, Roman was disseminated, languages—Celtie, Xerxes and the Hellespont. We can imagine our sailors apply- ing alliterative epithets to the Darda- Jacob L. Weitzel Dies; Shot Seif. Mystic Circle Of State and N. J. Ends Sessions—Cattle Plague Near Corry. , the Fraternal embracing Pennsylvania New Jersey, adjourned at Allen after installing new offi Grand ruler, 8. 1. Schroeder Greencastle: vicegrand ruler, Henry 8. Roth, Jr., Philadelphia; grand chap iain, Victor E. Grim, Allentown; grand recording secretary, BE. 8. Miller, Al lentown: grand treasurer, C. F. Kuhns, Waynesboro; grand warden, J. H. Joeller, Altoona; grand marshal, Dr A. F. G. Paetzel, Erie; grand guard, Mrs. Elizabeth Appel, Pittston; grand sentry, H. 8S. Thatcher, Lancaster The Grand Ruling of and town these cers with the In connection the third State ampment of Veterans of Forelgn Wars at Reading, there was military organiza General John R. retired, was a spe Atl the conven enc of the city 1. 8B. A, cial guest of honor tion of the order Adjutant General Tobias Wingard reported twenty-five posts in good standing. They have a membership of 3,000. The proposition to pension widows and orphans of for eigners was indorsed At public vendue conducted by Sher iff David in ourthouse West Chester, several went under hammer among them the famous Devon Inn, in The four-story ng more than a debt of $108,153 to David C Jones, at his office properties the Easton Township bullding, contain 206 rooms, was sold for and was knocked Leech, the plaint for $76.0600. Th are about fourteen acres of land in the tract aown iff in ere Martha Schultz, the daug of a wtiacked by two n a coke plant aville fifteen ye ar-old welltodo farmer, was wmsked women neat in the outskirts of Con of held yultz whi other pressed rked nock of a Ler nell One the women Miss Bel le the on each cheek the unco bottle filled with seid Her face was badly burned. Several weeks ago Mise Schultz received a letter ordering her to place $1,000 and a gold walch In secluded spot Moral ( at Chester, ing’ wil In his sermon on leans in the tabernacle Rey Chester people conld not be brou ation of their extreme that his to a realiz salvation, declaring we cannot imagine that sort of Chronicle jut Admiral Carden doing thing official storm wrecked his bridge from Abydos to Sestos. Not content with having the engineers decapitat the infliction of 300 lashes upon the strait and the leiting down into it of a set of fetters. He rodotus discredits the story that irons to brand the But the historian does give and strait. non-Hellenie dered to use: fs the penalty which our master in- because thou hast because thou art a treacherous o" man, river of salt water, main forever silent the sootfall of any city as accurately as its rain or snowfall may be meas ured. Already this soot gauge. tried tourist long suspected, that London, air than the North of England factory cities of Birmingham, Manchester and h~ like. Not only have Pittsburgh and other slandered American cities the opportunity to whiten may now establish accurately the ex- the civic soot; judges the amount of sootfall, and is quite capable of distinguishing between the factory, furnace and kitchen range.—Literary Digest. The Boy Who Dreams. It is a good thing for the farmer boy to have an imagination, says the Pral rie Farmer. It is a good thing for him to “dream dreams and see vi sions.” It takes a dreamer to sea the transformation that intelligent effort will bring to pass on the old place. it takes a dréamer to see how much more desirable that place will be In ten years than a job in a dry goods store.—Emporia Gazette ~~ To Remove Paint, Equal parts of ammonia and turpen- tine will take paint out of clothing, no matter how hard or dry it is. Satu rate spots two or three times, them wash in warm soapsuds. She Gently Swore. One of the a New York subway train pair of eyeglasses. The wearer of the hat, a short, stylishly gowned, good looking young woman, was seated be men, both of whom wore eyeglasses with a cord attached Every time the woman fidgeted the two men, called his station. When he arose he jerked the girl's hat almost oll her head, and as the hatpins pulled her hair she gave a little ery of pain. The man confusedly murmured an apology, at the same time clutching at his glasses, which had been loos ened by the concussion aad which fell to the floor and were broken. The young man beat a retreat for the door, while the young woman adfWst. ed her headgear and gently swore be neath her breath, Mistaken Influence. “Pop, why doesn't the anticrueity society get after Wall street?” “Why should it? “Don’t they have bull fights and bear pits there?” . Something of One. “Is your son anything of a sprinter since he went to college?” “Well, he holds the family record for running up a bil” had received in other but had been subjected to ridicule, unjust criticism and condemnation from men iid have flocked places, and women who shot to his ald Howard OG Dibble, of Lambertville, bead of N. J. the schools risburg Central High School, to suc ceed the late Prof. W. 8. Steele. He was the unanimous cholce of the com- at Staunton Military Academy, in Vir charge of schools in Seven cases of foot and mouth dis in Wayne Township, the eral and State officials. The cases Stock Sanitary Board Jacob 1. Weitzel, wellknown Read. ing baseball promoter and former pital there, having been unconscious since Tuesday afternoon, when he was found by strollers in Mineral Spring Park, wuere he had attempted suicide by shooting The barn of Paul Unger, of Coopers burg. was burned at a losa of $1500, and officers are looking for a tramp who is suspected because he became angry when Mrs. Unger offered him only cake and coffee when he demand. ed that a meal be cooked for him. Despondent over the death of his wife, James Shaffer, fifty years old. of Allentown, slashed his wrists with a razor, and lost go much blood that his death is feared by the surgeons at the hospital. Edward and Charles Uhler, in jail at Allentown, for looting a number of express offices in t Lehigh Valley, have applied for a pardon, being rep resented by State Senator Horace W. Schantz. John Stiles, a page In the State House of Representative at Harrie burg who was accidentally shot by his father, Michael Stiles, at the ram- fly home in Cumbola, died in the Potts ville Hospital. The farmers of Welsenberg Town. ship, Lotigh county, met at Seipstown and orpanized a grange, the sixth for the county. ATTORNEYS. D, ® roars APPORN EY AP44AT A tt 8 Y Ger Parte of Overt Boves —————. ¥. HARRISON WALVER ATTORNEY ATYAAW BRILEFONTR Bi Fa 5 VV. Bigs west AS preteesiocal voritem promi piy atwested § TL RA i ail LB.omwme Ive J Bowms ¥ 5 Game CG-ETTA BOWER 6 SRREBY ATTORNEYS AT AAS Laois Proos BELLEVONIE Mocseors 0 Onyie, buwes 4 Ove Constitation tn Boglsh and German BH. B. EPANOLED ATTORFEY 47 Law BELLE OFTR As Practioss tb all the courts Osnenl ation English and Germans Ofios, Orider's Bechan’ Puliding od co GLEMERT Parr ATIORFEY-AT LAW ERLLEFPON TR #s. Ofios B. W. corns Diamond Swe Sones 8) flest Motions Bani. wi Penns Valley Banking Company Centre Hall, Pa. DAVID K. 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