ps. Sta—
ee —
pt
SYNOPSIS.
a
Le Comte de Sabron, captain of French
cavalry, takes to his quarters to raise by
Band a mothe rless Irish tervier pup, and
pames it Pitchoune. ™e dines with the
Marquise 4'E schgnac and meets Miss
dulin Redmond, American beiress, who
gings for him an English ballad that
Bngers in his memory, Sgbron is orderad
fo Algiers, but is not allowed to take
servants or dogs. Miss Redmond offers to
take care of the dog during his master's
absence, but Pitchoune, homesick for his
master, runs away from her. The Mar
ise plans to marry Julia to the Due de
remont. Unknown to Sabron, Pitchoune
follows him to Algiers. Dog and master
meet and Sabron gets permission from
the war minister to keep his dog with him.
CHAPTER XI.
A Sacred Trust,
His eyes had grown accustomed to
the glare of the beautiful sands, but
his sense of beauty was never satisfied
@rinking in the glory and the loveli-
mess of the melancholy waste. Stand-
ing in the door of his tent in fatigue
aniform, he said to Pitchoune:
“I could be perfectly happy here if
I were not alone.”
Pitchoune barked. He had mot
grown accustomed to the desert. He
hated it. It slipped away frow. under
Ris little feet; he could pot run on it
with any comfort. He spent his days
idly in his master's tent or royally
perched on a camel, crouching close
0 Sabron’'s man servant when they
went on caravan explorations.
“Yes,” said Sabron, “if 1 were not
alone. 1 don’t mean you, mon vieux.
You are a great deal, but you really |
don't count, you know.” }
Before his eyes the sands were as
pink as countless rose leaves To
Savron they were as fragrant as flow |
ers The peculiar incenselike odor
that hovers above the desert when the
sun declines was to him the most de
ticious thing he had ever inhaled. All
the west was as red as fire. The day
had been hot and there came up the
cool breeze that would give them a de
tieious night. Overhead, one by one,
he watched the blossoming out of the
great stars; each one hung above his
lonely tent like a bridal flower in a
veil of blue. On all sides, like white
petals on the desert face, were the
tents of his men and his officers, and
from the encampment came the hum
of military life, yet the silence to him
was profound. He had only to order
his stallion saddled and to ride away
for a little distance in order to be
alone with the absolute stilMess
This he often did and took his
thoughts with him and came back to
his tent more conscious of his solitude
every night of his life.
There had peen much looting of car
avans in the region by brigands., and
his business was that of sentinel for
the commerce of the plains. Thieving
and rapacious tribes were under his
eye and his care. Tonight, as he stood
looking toward the weet into the glow,
shading his eves with his hand, he saw
coming toward them what he knew to
be a caravan from Algiers. His ordon
nance was a native soldier, one of the
desert tribes, black as ink, and scarce
ly more childlike than Brunet and pre
sumably as devoted.
“Mustapha,” Sabron ordered, “fetch
me out a lounge chair” He spoke in
French and po'nted, for the man un-
derstood imperfectly and Sabron did
not yet speak Arable
He threw himself down, lighted a
fresh cigarette, dragged Plitchoune by
the nape of his neck up to his lap, and
the two sat watching the caravan
slowly grow into individuals of camels
and riders and finally mass itself In
shadow within some four or five hun-
dred yards of the encampment.
The sentinels and the soldiers began
to gether and Sabron saw a single
footman making his way toward the
camp.
“Go,” he said to Mustapha, “and see
what message the fellow brings to the
regiment.”
Mustapha went, and after a little re
tarned, followed by. the man himself, a
black-bearded, haif-naked Bedouin,
swathed in dust-colored burnoose and
carrying a bag.
He bowed to Captain de Sabron and
extended the leather bag. On the out.
side of the leather there was a ticket
pasted, which read:
“The Post for the —— Squedron of
Cavalry——""
Sabron added mentally:
“~wwherever it may happen to be!"
He ordered bakshish given to the
man and sent him off. Then he opened
the French mail. He was not more
than three hundred miles from Algiers.
It had taken him a long time to work
down to Dirbal. however, and they had
had some hardships. He felt a million
miles away The look of the primitive
mall bag and the knowledge of how
far it had traveled to find the people
to whom these letters were addressed
made his hands reverent as he un
fratened the senled labels
to Mustapha and sent him off to dis
tribute the post
Then. for the light was bad, bri
Hiont though the night might be, he
went into his tent with his own mall
On his dressing table was a small 0!
fumination consisting of a fat ci nule
not in a glass case
-— a ———
and flies were thick around it. Pit.
choune followed him and lay downon a
rush mat by the side of Babron's mili-
tary bed, while the soldier read his let-
ter.
Monsleur
I regret more than ever that I cannot
write your language perfectly. But even
in my own I could not find any word to
express how badly I feel over someting
which has happened.
I took the best of care of Pitehouns.
I thought I did. but I could not make him
happy. He mourned terribly. He refused
to pat, and ono day 1 was so careless
to open the door for him
never seen him since. As far as I know
he has not been found, Your man,
net, commen sometimes to see my maid, and
he thinks he has beem hurt and died in
the woods,
ns
and we have
Sabron glanced over te the
where Pitchoune,
We have heard rumors of a Hitle dog
who was seen running along the highway,
miles from Tarascon, but of course that
could not have been Pltchoune.
Sabron nodded. “It was, however,
mon brave,” he said to the terfier.
Not but what I think his litle heart
was brave enough and valiant esough to
have followed you, but no dog could go
#0 far without a betlier scent
Babromn sald: “It is one of the re
grets of my life that you cannot tell
us about it How did you get the
gcent? How did you follow me?
Pitchoune did not stir, and Babron's
eyes returned to the page
I do not think you will
us. You Jeft us a trust
guard it
evar forgive
He put the letter down a moment,
brushed some of the fliea away from
the candle and made the wick brighter
woolly head bare. He
as a ramrod and as black
“Monsieur le Lieutenant asks
play a game of carte in the
tent?”
“No,” sald Sabron, without turning
“Not tonight.” He went on with his
letter:
a sacred trust.”
Half aloud he murmured:
very sacred trust at the Chatean
d'Esclignac, Mademoiselle; but as no
one knew anything about it there will
be no question of guarding it, I dare
say.
“1 left a
‘a Bo I write you this letter to tell
you ghout darling Pitchoune. | had grown
to lov® him though he did not like me. |
miss him terribly My aunt asks
me to say that she hopes you had a fine
crossing and that you will send us a
tiger akin: but 1 am sure there are no
tigers near Algiers. 1 say
And Sabron did not know how long
Miss Redmond’s pen had hesitated in
writing the closing lines:
. I say I hope you will be success
ful and that aithough nothing can take
the place of Plitchounea, you will find some-
one to make the desert loss solitary.
Sincerely yours,
JULIA REDMOND,
When Sabron had read the letter
several times he kissed it fervently
and put It in his pocket next his
heart.
“That,” he said to Pitchoune. mak-
ing the dog an unusual confidence,
“that will keep me less lonely. At the
game time it makes me more so. This
is a paradox, mon vieux, which you
cannot understand.”
CHAPTER XI
The News From Africa.
It took the better part of three eve.
nings to answer her letter, and the
writing of it gave Sabrom a vast
amount of pleasure and some tender
sorrow. It made him feel at once so
near to this lovely woman and at once
so'far away. In truth there is a great
difference between a spahi on an Af
rican desert, and a young American
heiress dreaming in her chintz-covered
bedroom in a chateau in the Midi of
France.
Notwithstanding, the young Ameri
can heiress felt herself as much alone
in her chints-covered bedroom and as
desolate, perhaps so, than did
Sapron in his tent. Julia Redmond
felt, too, that she was surrounded by
people hostile to her friend.
Sabron’s letter told her of Pitchoune
and was written as only the hand of a
charming and imaginative Frenchman
can write a letter. Also, his pent-up
heart and his reserve made what he
did say stronger than If perhaps he
could have expressed it quite frankly.
Julia Redmond turned the sheets
that told of Pitchoune's following his
master, and colored with joy and pleas
ure as she read B8She wiped sway two
tears at the end, where Sabron said:
Think of it, Mademoiselle, a little dog
following his master from peace and
plenty, from quiet and security, Into the
desert! And think what It means to have
this ttle friend’
Julia Redmond reflected, was great
ly touched and loved Pitchoune more
| than ever. She would have changed
place with mm gladly It was an
honor, a distinction to share a sol
|
|
| dter's exile and to be his sompanion
Then Sabron wrote, in closing words
which she read and reread many.
many times.
Mademoiselle, In this life
follow certain of these
whether we will or not. Bome things we
are strong enough to forbid, yet do
not forbid them! My little dog followed
me; I had nothing to do with that, It
was a question of fate. Something else
has followed me as well, It Is not a liv
ing thing, and yet it has all the qualities
of vitality. It is a tune, ¥From the mo-
ment I left the chateau the first night 1
had the joy of seeing you, Mademoiselle,
the tune you sang became a companion
to me and has followed me everywher
. » followed me to my barracks, fol.
lowed me across the sea, and here In my
tent it keeps me company I find that
night the melody sings
to me: I find that when 1 mount my horse
and ride with my men, when the desert's
gands are shifted by my horse's feet,
something sings In the sun and in the
beat, something sings in the chase and in
the pursuit, and in the nights, under the
stars, the game alr haunts me still
I am glad vou told me what the words
mean, for I find them beautiful; the mu
gic In it would not be the without
the strength and form of words, Bo
it is, Mademolselie, with life Feelings
and sentiments, passions ‘and emotions,
are like music. They are great and beau-
tiful; they follow us, they are part of us,
but they would be nothing-—music would
without forms by which we
make it audible-—appealing not to
our senses alone but to our souls!
And yot IT must close my letter sending
you only the the words 1 cannot
send you, vet belleve me, they
of everything 1 do or say.
Tomorrow, I understand fro
we shall have some lively
Whatever that work Is you
it through the papers. There
town near here called Dirbal,
by a poor tribe whose lves
made miserable by robbers
dealers. It is the business of us watche
of the plains to protect them, and |
Heve we shail have a lively skirmish with
the marauders. There is
of tribes coming down from the north
When I go out with my people tom
it may be into danger, for In a8 wander
life like this, who can tell? I do
to be either morbid or sentimer
mean to be serious,
find that I am becoming so serio
it will ba best to close
Adin, Mademolisells
from your window on the Rhone
and see the peaceful fields of T
u look on your peaceful gardens,
your will travel farther
and you will think of Africa Do so if
can, and perhaps tonight you will
words only of the
many things
us; follow us
we
Bane
the
tune,
m my
work to do
have been
here
no
iI only
-yhen you
mind
Mademoiselle,
Faithfully yours,
CHARLES DE
I am,
SABRON
ter such as that to rest, and it rested
The Silence to Him Was Profound.
on that gentle pillow for many days.
It proved a heavy weight against Julia
Redmond’s heart. She could, indeed,
speak the words of the song, and did,
a soldier on the plains; but she could
not keep her mind and thoughts at
rest. She was troubled and unhappy:
she grew pale and thin; she pined
more than Pltchoune had pined, and
she, alas! could not break her chains
and run away.
The Due de Tremont was a con
stant guest at the house, but he found
the American heiress a very capricious
and uncertain lady, and Madame d'Es-
clignac was severe with her niece.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
*
Bees to Fight Troops.
In the bush fighting in East Africa
the Germans and their black troops
placed hives of wild bees partially
stupefied by smoke, under lids on each
gide of narrow tracks along which our
troops must advance. Wires or cords
lifted the lids when touched by the
advancing troops, and swarms of infu
riated bees, recovered from their tem
porary stupor, were let loose on the at
tackers. The failure of the attack at
certain point: is sald to have been due
as much to this onslaught of the “lt
tle people” as to the German rifles
and machine-guns, many men being
‘#0 horribly stugg on the face or hands
as to be temporarily blinded or ren-
dered Incapable of holding their weap.
ons. Over one hundred stings are sald
to have been extracted from one of
the men of the Royal North Lan
cashires — London Mail
The Coming Spirit
“This war will go on and on,” sald
Mrs. Harry Payne Whitney, who has
given a twohundrad-and-fifty-thousand.
dollar field hospital to the bell gerents.
“This war will go on and on,” she
repeated, sadly, “and the side that is
gotting the worst of it will display
the spirit of little Willie,
“Little Willie's father, as he laid on
the slipper, said:
“ "Willie, this hurts me more, far
more, than it does you.'
, "Then keep it up,’ said little Willie
grinding his teeth. ‘Keep it up, dad
I ean stand it."
AMERICAN TANKER
SUNK BY SUBMARINE
Destruction of Steamer Atlri-
buted to Torpedo.
SHOCK FATAL TO CAPTAIN
The Captain Of the Gulifiight, Which
Was Bound From Texas To Rouen,
France, Dies Of Heart Failure
As a Result Of Shock,
tank
from
oll
sailed
London —The American
steamer Gulffight, whi
Port Arthur, Tex., April 19,
France, was torpedoed at noon off Lis
Scilly Islands,
received by the Ce
The captain of the
heart fal
seamen
drowned.
The other members
taken off by a pat
The vessel was
Sound and beached
The Gulflight
3,202 tons net
den, N. J, In
by the Gulf
vessel was 383 |
50 feet
os 1 x 1 yrs
wireless telegrag
Ch
for Rouen,
to a dispaich
Age ¥
ht died of
according
ntral
Gulfiig
a result of shock
News
lure as Two
jumped overboard
a glee] ve
built
was
and at Cam
1914
Refining Ompany
feet bens
Was
§ oe
of 9
A Naval Battle.
In naval engagements in
Sea Saturday between Germaz
STATE NEWS
BRIEFLY TOLD
The Latest Gleanings From All
Over the State.
TCLD IN SHORT PARAGRAPHS
Sialington
For 1916 — Magazine Writer a
Suicide—Bolt Kills Woman
‘Fighting Fire.
losing session i 3
ABRO
caurches in ea
First Church
ition of the
ul
in the
convention on; Pa
elected
Miners
Slating!
were
Tte officers
H BH
rr
following
Rey
Pa.;: readi
Spayd,
Rev. E. R
stant clerk
Pa. :
J. Frankl:
A ¥
GOTT
-M iwi le
wil
D, » resvwmy
ATPORY EY. ATLL
rmLLErearTh B85
BE Darth of Overt fess
TH
Ww. BASRISON WALY ER
ATTORNEY AT4AW
SRLAErowTR 8
CH-viTie BOWER & SRRDY
ATTORFEYE 4a T-La®
Savin Brom
BELLEFOYTR Wy
fMooweory Ww ORYIE Bowes & Orvn
Ounsuitation ins Bug ab esd German
ie ———————
ATTORNEY 47 La®
BRELLEIONTRS:
Tasos alee
Ofos. Oriders Br ohmng
ve
Sonne
Prastions 8 all (Be ceurw
ATTORFEY AT Law
EEL RPORTE Pe
Ofos NW. corner Diamond twee doses Sot
bv
Bout hoist
‘olombia was sunk orpedo, onl
one deckhand being
trawlers
“A divis
by Lhe
ion of Britigh destroyers
prising the l#lore Leonidas
Lawford and Lark
German vessels and
“The British destroyers su
casualties
“Two German officers
were rescued from the
Half Of Crew Lost
The destroyer Heeruit was on
irday y
ne sank her
she Was
morning when the sub
gh 24 > #
According to
struck
ms
here, amid
ships by the torpedo
8,000 IN SUFFRAGE PARADE.
Anna Howard Shaw Marches On
Foot In Philadephia.
Philadelphia. The
squal suffrage parade, in which about
5000 women, men and
marched here, was a colorful
sion in which many features held the
interest of the big crowds that saw it
The parade formed in the vicinity of
Independence Hall and marched
through the business section of the
city to a large uptown auditorium
where a big massmeeting was held
Dr. Anna Howard Shaw, president of
the National Association for Woman
Suffrage, refused the proffer of an
~nobile and insisted on marching
afoot.
second
proces
“UNCLE JOE’ & TOWN DRY.
So Free Busses Carry Residents Five
Miles To Liquor.
Danville, IlL-Danville was voted
dry by the City Council in special
meeting for the first time in the his
tory of the city. The Council was call
od In special meeting to act on the
renewal of licenses of 73 saloons. The
action of the Council means that Dan-
ville will be without saloons for at
least a year, until another expression
of the people is had.
$18,500 IN MEM OF SKIRT,
Mrs. J. B. Francis Arrested On Charge
Of Smuggling.
San Francisco.—Jewels valued at
$18.500 were taken from the hem of
Mrs. J. B. Francis’ skirt, Treasury offi.
clals said after her arrest in the Hotel
Stewart. She is charged with smug
gling. The jewels, according to the
authorities, were cut and uncut opals
and sapphires. Mrs. Francis arrived
Thursday fiom Australia.
EE
BERLIN UBES OXEN,
Order Prohibiting Their Use Rescinded
and a Yoke Appears.
Berlin, via London. —COxen may soon
take the places ih this city of many of
the truck horses which have been ree
quisgitioned for military purposes. The
police have abrogated the ordinance
which prohibited thelr use in the city
and the first yoke seen in the streets
in many years appeared Saturday.
tion of
Fon
Fv Ang 3
ieal Lutheran Min 1
Adin
ion in Rell
a and
convent
Detectives Willis f
Charles Weiss, of Aller
,
town, after
months arrested
Kupfer, of Coplay, in N
two
Michael ow
vandalism
rview Catasauqua
i= already
Morgar
YOATE, A MAR
George roth, aged tw
eieht
mitted
azine writer
guicide
taying In search of local color
stories. Ill health was the cause
Colonel < ANTON, the
the Fourth In
peceading Colonel
brigadier
Edward
commander
»,
O'Nelll
has
eadguariers
general,
own
home town,
The Swnbhnry business men
reulated by hun
dreds in central Pennsylvania, It was
e000 ASseTied that u. 8. Secret Service
Fave be maller
trying to ferret! out tue counterfeits.
the
wien &f working on the
James R. Riddle, aged sixty-three, a
farmer. of Clinton Township, died Sun-
day morning. and his wife, who was
fifty-seven, died Monday. They were
victims of pneumonia.
William 1. Yingst, a young Allen
tives bhreinees man and musician, and
Misa Florence Hoffman, daughter of
Mi. and Mrs. Jacob Hoffman, were
married by Rev. George E. Bowersom
Judge Groman made an order at
taching a large part of Whitehal'
Township to the Hokendauqua elec
tion district which for years had 160
Republican voters and six Democrats.
The Allentown Trust Company
added $24000 to its surplus fund,
making it $100.000, and elected E E
Bastian, an active Lutheran layman,
director. >
While attempting to put out a brush
fire in a field near her home, at Fisher,
Mrs. Mary Gratuck, twenty-five, was
struck by Hpmaing and killed.
Amos H. Bassler, a carpenter, of
Lancaster, ended his life by shooting.
[il health and inability to work
prompted the deed.
Dorothea Batvkenstoe and Ruby
Hirschman won the first and second
prizes in the oratorical contest hed
by pupils of the Emaus High School
The Men's Bible Class Federation
of Allentown adopted resolutions
favoring Sunday closing, and anpointed
& committee to enforce the Blue Laws.
The barns of Phaon Fenstermacher,
of Heidelberg, and Hiram Pereson. of
Hanover. were burned in a thunder
storm that swept Lehigh county.
- A
Oharles Weinstein and Fdward
Dugan are in the Allentown jail on a
eharge of having stolen an auto from
Louis Silberstein
.
Centre Hall, Pa.
DAVID K. KELLLER, Cashiew
@ Discounts Notes . 4
—
60 YEARS
EXPERIENCS
Traps Manus
Demons
Corvnicaurs Ra
« & sReteh and Somris
: ¥ oy f
opeotal mel be
Scie
& Bander ratmd meek y
igtion f any scipniif Ti
Tomy wm he. BL Bold by of
MUNN & Co. 361 Bross
fic American.
Hares - of
rw es a
New Toi
Burctppere LG
aR ANT HooveR)
Control Sixteen of the
Largest Fire snd Like
Insurance Companies
ts the World .
THE BEST 5
CHEAPEST .
Ne Mutual
Ne Ameumens
THE
Before insuring rows Wis sem
the contact of THE HOME
which in ase of death Ddetweed
the tenth snd twentieth rears
turns premiums paid
dition to the face of the pric
te Loam eon Fie
Mortgage
Chics ta Crider's Stone Dusiorng
BELLEFONTE Pa
Telephooe Connection
EA ——— caneh
——————————— a —————
MARBLE so UttARII&
Meney
MH. 0. STROHNEIER
CENTRE Mala, ——
Manufacturer of
and Dealer in
HION GRADE ..
MONUMENTAL Woe
in all Kinde of
Marble am
(Qranite En Sr -— —
— An, ————,
ROALSBURG AYERS
ele Row LL Daweery
ali ee —— =
at Oud 3
Ps a ht Sati warning -—
OLD PORT HOTHR
BOWarl BUYERS
Pratt @
mem Wom MRL Soma ww ©
AOE Ree Bow Slee Fe
mje Bs OR Am bee
Teor em a
aye roam Ue tralian Fete
Dk M3 MN
Pte Rwy ow