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.hire highwayman la hanln as aa
!2.J,iI l'Vtf r I held up nn J hl money
filJ? . return to The White Hart, m
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thllV there Tom eras, an Ignorant prlte
thter. bwut. of hla prowe.a.
wi.r without fundi, accepta ..CTMK'a
J2,1" IT.M to the man who '"III etand
SrJu him for 10 mlnutea. . A the
XJitlon. are' hearing completion Crag
tKnii inmi to reoognlte I'eter, ana,
SEgSiiUSE leiVei the Inn. Btlll with-
hlffiinrSfSr In London, The pugl
Sj "then T dliPPe In the darkne...
r. tumy to Tonbrldge l Interrupted
JJSSPm which Peter eee. Sir Ja.per
rorth.1thW time Jn 48 hoVr. Peter la
Ltixn for eome one else. From a
EHWer who la Sir Peregrine Beverley, he
SSSJ"ha" ne hia been mistaken for hla
SEX. Hr Maurle. Vlbart. The re.ern.
IK? tall? Sir P.Wn". of the duel he
r'tfiJJ.iS! ItS-wtop. that. Sir k?!Prw
IMrerley a cousin, ana now .......
55 of the dead ma.Ta estate.
... . .nMvnn(M ! with a madman
s .U trlea. Vainly, to kill him. After thle
Saw the traveler cornea to . tavern and
'.HXEfinti Smversatlon with the landlorfl.
CHAPTER XVI-Contlnued).
t A to t "urel And me 'avo alius
kaarht on It like It was a great Dig
tewer standm' In tha midst o' the, city as
Ji u a mountain. Humph-not a tower
V-hal dlsappl'nted I be, Humphl Good
jht. master. Dlsapp'lntcd I be-yes."
'find having- nodded hla head ponderously
'veral times ho turned and went pon-
tkrously along; tho passage and down tho
rUir.
At the end of my chamner was a long,
- ,..,mnt. and. drawn thither by tho
1 BIiWnty of tho night, I flung- open tha
f lattice ana leanea oui. a w uum
fttpon a narrow, deeply rutted lane, one
f those winding, Inconsequent byways
Iwhlch It seems out of all possibility can
Ktver lead tho traveler anywhere, and I
was Idly wonucrjuB wfc wi -Wed
to build a tavern in such a remote,
ut-oMhe-way spot, when my ears were
uluted by the sound of voices. Now, im
mediately beneath my window there was
a heavy porch, low and squat, from
which Jutted a beam with a broken
llfnboard, and it was from beneath this
porch that the voices proceeded, the one
.loud-and hectoring, the other gruff and
-"sullen. I was about to turn away when
''a man stepped out into the moonlight.
Mil face was hidden in the shadow of
his hat brim, but from his general air
and appearance I Judged him to be one
Hot the gentlemen whose chaise had
91 4 broken down. As I watched him he
tO l .fltir a alnwlt. wninri thA nnslft nf thn
bouse and disappeared.
In a little while I drew In my head
from the casement, and, having removed
my dusty boots together with my knap-
Mrlr and rout, hlnw nut thA rAndln and
c ".-:,'
b VvMJfUDDU Mlj'OCll hU DtCCi
Now it seemed to me that I was back
uSon the road, standing once mote be
side the great oaktree. And, as I
Hatched, a small, hunched figure crept
, irom tne jaggea opening in tne trunk, a
l figure with a Jingling pack upon its back,
fat sight of which I turned and ran, filled
rwlth an indescribable terror. But, as
T went ttiA no1 itntrA 1M.yt ViaViIm a
I and when I glanced back 1 saw that he
v ran wun neaa aangung in most
I hideous fashion, and that his right hand
- grasped a razor. On I sped faster and
k fatter, but with the Tinker ever at my
neeis, until I reached this tavern; the
door crashed to behind me only Just in
time, and I knew, as I lay there, that
he was standing outside In the moonlight,
(taring up at my casement with his hor-
rioie, dead race.
Here I very mercifully awoke, and lay
for a while blinking in the ghostly ra
diance of the moon, which .was flooding
,ln at the window directly upon me. Now
whether it was owing to the vividness
of my dream I know not, but as I lay,
there leant un within mA n nuririAn mn.
vlctlon that somebody was Indeed stand
ing outside in the lane, staring up at
my window. So firmly was I convinced
of this that, moved by a sudden Impulse,
I rose, and, cautlonsly approaching the
Window, peered out. And there. anr
.enough, his feet planted wide apart, his
htndS behind his hnrW. ntnnrt n man afav.
.Ing up at my window. His head was
If '"f00 back, so that I could see his faco
."uutuj-a nesny race, with small, close-
,- jra ana tmcK lips, behind which I
Caught tha irlpnm nf Mo .fY.lfrA (..(!
This was no tinker, but as I looked i
jwniiea mm as the slenderer of the
tWO COrlnthlana" With ivhnm I Vinrl foil.
,4ft Out at "ThA PhemiAra " WaiiT.nn T
ot me back to bed, drowsily wondering
.wnat anniiM Vtrtnrr v. aii. t...i
bout a dilapidated hedRe-tavern at auch
JiB nOUr Hill: irrnriiintlv m k,.n.u.
uT. ,l cpherent, my eyes closed, and
-..umcr moment 1 should have been
i"P. when I suddenly came to my
wow, broad awako and listening, for I
"? neard two Hnnmifl tvi n .m.,i a
1 JIil?.i.w Penel cautiously near by and
wealthy footstep outside my door.
CHAPTEn WTT
IfpUUB. for a space, I lay, with ears
Xon the stretch, and avArv tiai-va
lulling, waiting for-I knew not what.
a little While I becamn nnnaplnna of
rw!L another ound. Indescribably deso
Iff1! the low, repressed sound of a
tjjenian's sobbing.
K,VnCe more I ri ul Innlln. .n
I9t0 the lan. fnnmt l it...-...!. v..
toner had vaniaViH r ai.n ni..4
tM the casement next to mine had been
ned Wide, and it was from here, m It
"ld, that tho weeping proceeded.
r some little hesitation, I knocked
, L.F th. wan- at which the weep-
uion.i 1 . Zta "fruPt'X. avo for an
wonal sob, whereupon I presently
v again. At v,i. .. - .
f . - - - j...., Mint n IMUJIlCllb
"" 1 saw a very amall. whlto hnnit
r at the neighboring wiminw imi
"foment was looking into a lovely.
w. r" mea in bright hair, with
'"y aw.lled by tears-but a
flowed bia that .k. ... ...,.
7 rre and gentle beauty.
" I could aoealr. hi lal h.r
upon her lip with a warning ge
Hlv,?Sh 1ie,p m," h whispered
y; "they have locked me In here,
4 aara not . n kj 1
! nt shall I doT
ed you inT" I exclaimed.
JX" V haU l doT" ' obbed,
you I am afrnlrf ne i.in. '1.1. w..
riaktd v..! i?;" v :i'"jr""",:
kav m """ WIICI1 J tUUHU
J thougljt J should have died. I
'fife. ClOfle b.AEfri'A th wlnnu.
Una- u.t i "' - y .""". r.
u n it. ..... i , -"- i""i
-n?nVWVU?f X
1 ' um inu here whan he cuitws," 1
? '1 1, he shall not nod you 1
- w. ..whuuiiK, uncs J ttinueht 1
he shall not find yoW
rt mij .1 teJ to M ill
broken whisper.,, ftn(1 wth hep face still
nitiden, but, at my woVds, she peeped
at mo throuRluher fingers.
"You mcanr1 j
"You must run nway."
Hut the door Is lockrd."
1ii!lere remB,n tbe window."
Tho window!" she repeated, trem
bling. "You would find It easy enough with
my help."
"Quick, then!" sho exclaimed, and held
out her hand.
"Walt." snld 1, nnd tunfed back Into
my room. Hereupon, having locked the
door, 1 (rot Into my boots, slipped on my
coat and knapsack, and, last of all, threw
my blackthorn staff out of the window
(where I was sure of finding it) and
climbed out after It.
The porch I have mentioned, upon
which I now stood, sloped steeply down
upon two sides, so that 1 had no llttlo
difficulty In maintaining my foothold; on
the other hand, It was no great dlstnnco
from tho ground, and I thought that It
would be easy enough of descent.
At this moment tho lady renppeared at
the lattice.
"What is it" I whispered, struck by
the terror In her faco.
"Quick!" she cried, forgetting nil pru
dence In her fear, "quick they nro com
ing I hear some one upon the stair. Oh,
you are too latol" and, sinking upon her
knees, she covered her faco with her
hands. Without .moro ado I swung my
self up, and clambered over the sill Into
the room beside her. 1 was looking
round for something that might serve
me for a weapon, when my cyo encoun
tered a tall oak press, a heavy, cumber
some affair, but, save tho bed, tho only
furniture the room possessed. Setting
my shoulder to It therefore, 1 began to
urge It toward the door. But It'waa soon
apparent that I could not get It thero
in time, for the creeping footstep was
already close outside, and, next moment,
a key was softly Inserted In the lock.
"Quick! hide yourself!" I whispered,
over my shoulder, and, stepping back
from the door to give myself room, I
clenched my fists. There was a faint
creak as the key turned, the door was
opened cautiously, and a man's dim fig
ure loomed upon tho threshold.
He had advanced two or three paces
on tlptoo before ho discovered my pres
ence, for tho room was In shadow, nnd
I heard his breath catch, suddenly, and
hiss between his teeth; then, without n
word, ho sprang at me. But as he came,
I leapt aside, and my fist took htm full
and squarely beneath the can He
pitched sideways, nnd, falling heavily,
rolled over upon his back, and lay still.
As I leaned above him, however (for
the blow had been a heavy one), ho ut
tered n groaning oath, whereupon, pin
ning him forthwith by the collar, I
dragged him out Into tho passage, and,
whipping the key from tile lock, trans
ferred it to the Inside and locked tho
door. Waiting for nb more, I set ambled
back through tho casement, and reached
up my hand to the lady.
"Come," said I, and (almost as quickly
ob It takes to set It down hero) she was
bcsldo me upon tho roof ot the porch,
clinging to my arm.
Our further descent to tho ground
proved much more difficult than I had
supposed but, though I could feel her
trembling, my companion obeyed my
whispered instructions, and yielded her
self implicitly to my guidance, so that
we were soon standing In the lane before
tho house, safe and sound except for a
few rents to our garments.
"What is It?" she whispered, seeing me
searching about In tho grass.
"Sly staff," said I, "a faithful friend;
I would not toso it."
"But they will be here In a minute
we Bhall be seen."
"I cannot lose my staff," said I.
"Oh, hurry! hurry!" she cried, wring
ing her hands. And, In a little while,
having found my staff, we turned our
backs upon the tavern and began to run
up the lane, sldo by side. As we went,
came tho slam of a door behind us a
BUdden clamor of voices, followed, a
moment later, by tho sharp report of a
pistol, and. In that same fraction of time,
I stumbled over some unseen obstacle,
and my hat was whisked from my head.
"Aro you hurt?" panted my companion.
"No." said I. "but it was a very excel
lent shot nevertheless!" For, as I picked
up my hat, I saw a small round hole that
pierced It through and through, midway
between crown and brim.
Tho lane wound away between high
hedges, which rendered our going very
dark, for the moon was getting low, and
difficult by reason of the deep wheel ruts,
but we hurried forward notwithstanding,
urged on by the noise of the chase. We
had traversed some half mile thus, when
my ears warned me that our pursuers
were gaining upon us, and I was In
wardly congratulating myself that I had
stopped to find my staff, and wondering
how much execution such a weapon
might reasonably bo capable of, when 1
found that my companion was no longer
at my side.
As I paused, Irresolute, her voice
reached me from the shadow of tho
hedge.
This way," she panted,
"Where?" said I.
"Hero!" and, as she spoke, her hand
slipped Into mine, and so she led me
through a small gate, Into a broad, open
meadow beyond. But to attempt crossing
this would be little short of madness, for
(as I pointed out) we could not go a yard
without being seen.
"No, no," she returned, her breath still
laboring, "watt wait till they are past."
And so, hand In hand, we stood there In
the shadow, screened very effectively
from tho lane by the thick hedge, while
tho rush of our pursuers' feet drew
nearer and nearer: until we could hear a
voice that panted out curses upon the
rturklane. ourselves and everything con-
rcerned, at sound of which my companion
seemed to fall Into a snivenng nt, ner
clasp tightened upon my hand and she
drew closer to me. Thus we remained
until voices and footsteps had grown
faint with distance, but, even then, I
could feel that she was trembling still.
Suddenly sha drew her fingers from mine,
and covered her face with her hands.
"Oh, that man!" she exclaimed, In a
whi'per, "I didn't quite realize till now
what I have escaped. Oh, that beast!"
"Sir Harry Mortimer?" said I.
"You know him?" she cried,.
"Heaven forbid!" I answered, "but I
have seen him once before at Tha Cheq
uers in at Tonbrldge, and I never for
get names or faces especially such as
his"
"How t nate hlml" she whispered.
"An unpleasant animal, to be sure,"
said I. "But come, it were wiser to get
as far from here m possible; they will
doubtless be returning soon."
So we started oft again, running In the
shadow ot the hedge. We had thus
doubled back upon our pursuers, and,
leaving the tavern upon our left, soon
gained the kindly shadow of those woods
through which I had passed in the early
evening.
Borne to ui upon the geptle wind was
the haunting perfume of hidden flowers,
and the sinking moon sent long shaft of
silvery light to pierce the leafy gloom,
and make the shadows more mysterious.
The path we followed was very narrow,
so that sometimes my companion's silken
hair brushed my brow or cheek, as I
stooped to lift some trailing branch that
barred her way. or open a. path for her
through the leave.
Ho we Journeyed on through tho mys
teries of the woods, together
CHAPTER XVIII.
THIS moon was fast sinking below the
treetops to pur lft by the time wo
rcacneq a rcaa, or imvr uu-uwi uiai
udw P " I
church clort lowly chimed the hour of
3. tha soli-inn note cpwhw t and all-
reached a road, or rather art-track that
8, tM oU-inn notr contug- awMt and. ll-
Yery witu,
1KI r !'-
" imes are tho?' I inquired.
n ir
"Cn)nbrook Churou,"
"H It fur to Cranbrook?"
One mile this way, but two by the
rond oniler."
"You 'seem very well acquainted with
those parts," said I.
"I have lived hero nil my life; those are
the Cnmliounio Woods over there"
'Cambourne Woodsl" said I.
'Tart of the Sefton estates." she con
tinued; "Cnmbourne village lies to the
right, beyond."
"The Lady Sophia Sefton of Cam
bourne!" said I thoughtfully.
"My dearest friend," nodded my com
panion. "They say she Is very Handsome,"
said I.
"Then they speak truth, sir."
'She has been described to me." I went
on, "as a l'each, a Goddess, and a Plum;
which should jou consider the most
proper term?" My compnnlon shot nn
arch glance at me from the corners of
her eyes, and I saw a dimple come and
go, beside the curve of her mouth,
"Goddess, to be sure." nld she,
"peaches have such rough skins, and
plums are upt to bo sticky."
"And goddesses," I ndded, "were nil
very well upon Olympus, but. In this
matter-of-fact age, must be Badly out of
place. Speaking for myself "
"Have you ever seen this particular
Goddess?" Inquired my companion.
"Never."
"Then wait until you have sir."
The moon was down now, yet the sum
mer sky was wonderfully luminous and
In the east I almost fancied I could de
tect the first faint gleam of day. And
after we had traversed some distance In
silence, my companion suddenly spoke,
but without looking at me.
"You have never once asked who I nm,"
she said, almost reproachfully I thought,
"nor how I camo to bo shut up In such a
place with such a man."
"Why, as to that," I answered, "I
make It a general rule to avoid awkward
subjects when I can, nnd never to ask
questions that It will be difficult to an
swer." "I should find not tho least difficulty In
answering cither," said she.
"Besides," I continued, "It Is no affair
of mine, after all."
"Oh! said she, turning away from me;
and then, very slowly: "No, I suppose
not."
"Certainly not," I added; "how should
It be?"
'How Indeed!" said she, over her shoul
der. And then I saw that she wns angry,
and wondered.
"And ot," I went on, after a lapse of
silence, "I think I could have answered
both questions the momentl Baw you at
your casement."
'Oh!" said she this time In a tone of
surprise, nnd her anger all gone again,
for I saw that she was smiling; nnd
again I wondered.
"Yes," I nodded.
"Then." said she, seeing I was silent,
'whom do jou suppose mc?"
"Your arc, to the best of my belief, tho
Lady Helen Dunstan." My companion
stood still, and regarded me for a mo
ment In wide-eyed astonishment.
"And how, sir, pray, did you learn all
this?" she demanded, with the dimple
once more peeping at me slyly from the
corner of her pretty mouth.
"By tho very simple method of adding
two and two together," I answered;
"moreover, no longer ago than yesterday
I broke bread with a certain Mr. Bev-crley-7
"
I heard her breath come In a sudden
gasp, and next moment she was peering
up Into my face, while her hands beat
upon my breast with soft, quick little
taps.
"Beverly!" she whispered. "Beverly!
no, no why, they told me Sir Harry told
me that Peregrine lay dying at Ton
bridge. "Then Sir Harry Mortimer Hod .to you,"
said I, "for no longer ago than yesterday
afternoon I sat In a ditch eating bread
and cheese with a Mr. Peregrine Bev
erley." "Oh! aro you sure are you sure?"
"Quite sure. And, as we ate, he told
me many things, and among them of a
life of wasted opportunities of foolish
riot, and prodigal extravagance, and of
Its logical consequence want."
"My poor Perry!" she murmured.
"He spoke also of his love for a very
beautiful and good woman, and Its hope
lessness." "My dear, dear Perry!" said she again.
"And yet," said I, "all this is admit
tedly his own fault, and, as I think,
Hcraclltus says: 'Suffering Is the Inevit
able consequence of Sin, or Folly.' "
"And he Is well?" sho asked; "quite
quite well?"
"Ho Is," said I
"Thank God!" sho whispered. "Tell
me," sho went on, "Is he so very, very
poor Is he much altered? I have not
seen lilm for a whole, long year."
'Why, a year Js apt to change a man,"
I ansnered. "Adversity Is a hard school,
but sometimes a very good one."
"Were he changed, no matter how
were he a beggar upon the roads, I
should love him always!" said she,
speaking softly In that soft, caressing
voice which only the best of women pos
sess. "Yes, I had guessed as much," said I,
and found myself sighing.
"A year Is a long, long time, and we
wtsre to have been married this month,
but my father quarreled with him and for
bade him the house, so poor Perry went
back to London. Then we heard he was
ruined, and I almost died with grief
you see, his very poverty only made me
love him the more. Yesterday that
man"
"Sir Hairy Mortimer?" said I,
"Yea (ho was a friend ot whom I had
often heard Perry speak); and he told
me that Perry lay at Tonbrldge, dying,
and begglog to see me before the end.
He offered to escort ma to him, assuring
me that I could reach home again long
before dusk. My father, who I knew
would never permit me to go, was absent,
and so I ran away. Sir Harry had a
carriage waiting, but, almost as soon as
the door was closed upon us, and we
had started, I began to be afraid of him
and and "
"Sir Harry, as I said before, is an un
pleasant animal," I nodded.
"Thank Heaven," she pursued, "we had
not gone very far before the chaise broke
down! And the rest you know."
The footpath we had been following
now led over a stile Into a narrow lane
or byway. ery soon we came, to a high
ctone wall, wherein was set a small
wicket. Through this she led me, and
we entered a broad park, where was in
avenue ot fine old trees, beyond which
I saw the gables of a house, for the
tar had long since paled to the dawn,
and there was a. glory In the east.
"Your father will be rejoiced to have
you safe back again," said I.
"Ye," he nodded; "but ho will bo very
angry." And, hereupon, she stopped and
begau to pull, and twist, and pat her
khlnlng hair with dexterous white lingers,
talking thus the while;
"My mother died at my birth, and alnce
then father ha worshipped her memory,
and hi face alway grow wonderfully
gentle when he look Upon her portrait
They say I'm greatly like her though
he wa a famous beauty In her day.
And, indeed, I think there must be some
truth In it, tor, no matter how I may
put him out, my father can never be ytry
angry when my hair 1 dressed so."
With tho word he turned, and truly I
thought the face peeping out from It
clustered curls more lovaly and bewitch
ing than before,
I very much doubt If any WWI ooUUJ,
ald I
(CONTINUE TOMOHROW.)
Vicar (who has called to read a letter to one ot his parishioners tronl her
I nt tha frntitl Vrm en f fa fHII.... I. .. I . ....
son
--.. ... ..... .....,.. .., ....... .... ,,s, lln nKiuing n tne tranches.
Ior n whole week he whs standing up to his neck in water!"
Mrs. Codling-Well, I nocrl This war be doing somo funnv things sir
to le sure. We couldn't get 'tm to put water anywher6 near 'is neck 'when
e wos at 'ome! '
!.
KACHOOKIH.
"1 told my girl the other night that
If sho didn't marry me I'd hang my
self In front of the house.'
"What did she say?"
"She said. Oh. don't do It. You
know that father doesn't want jou
hanging around here."
Quite Different
He Was It the fast beating of your
heart that told you I was here7
She Oh, no. I recognized you by
your long legs.
Z.eiOL.
"Uncle Si, how much does It coat
you to support your mulo?"
"Oh, about K5."
"tG51"
"Yes: about J15 for feed and $50 for
accident insurance for myself."
Plenty of Experience
"My man, where did you become
such an expert swimmer?"
Why, lady," responded our hero,
modesty. "I used to be a traffic cop
In Venice," Buffalo Express.
AND THE WORST
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1 ifw aE13!f4i
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42&-do- t M
Ttt-Ulti.
Joiner Didn't 1 tell you to notice
when that slue boiled over?
Apprentice I did, sir; It was eleven
o'clock.
CiOVJ vmATTH AEQOAM SfRVACE
MErVTEH'; CO0TE OO'lL COUTE"
She what's a Koman nose like?
He Like mine.
She Oh. jou mean Just red.
Quite So
"Here somebody says that electric
currents can be made to take the place
of food In sustaining life."
"What a shocking theory!" Balti
more American.
IS YET TO COME
flOTHtMG LIKE. A GOOD BooK To PAil K floW I SHALL EMJoYX
AVW THE TIME OM ATIRESOME "' ", "LZ
RAILROAD J0URHE.Y RftRE- UTtRfttW TREfW
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Not What He Meant " j
VMHY IS THIS UTTLS.
house viKit-t this
Naturally
"Did vour watch stop when jou
dropped it on tho floor?"
"Suro, you didn't think It would go
on through, did you?" Yale Record.
DID IT EVER HAPPEN TO YOU?
FERDlNftND LEAPFO UPAMfHP Rrw
AND SttOOTED'DUltE E7DECOR0H EST.
VROPrVTRIft MOK1' OH! HELP1
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