'EViJSlJSG- LJh,Jj(,yjJill-lilLlHlA, bxUltlb., L Ji m-4 ) 4 X k L 0 i XT, THE BDOAD HIGHWAY Talo of 19th Century England, Full of tho Thrills of Advcnturo and Spirit of Romnnco '.wittM. IBIS. Will. Hrown A Co. k"W"i "... r-.ll.h scholar, de. . EVYi." - e "sir Oeor. Vlbart, IKn hie une e sir Oeor. Vlbart, B,lu-.i.I nthter n rake, n eoualn K-' 11 t WlCoS pounds' l?0.H "Liil.A Mr . to c o down im iw Kg rV? K.S VnS II.. rlm to :o down "The liroaa Hi I KO & !, I ": ! " -Vili nsselnc hll I tA: gallows rtP r ;..hwirmn Is hanslnr aa h "iaa f,,.W7.Vli SM P nd hl money tF,it. returne to The Whit. Hart an "i ffirSi r. minutes before. Li.iher.ToViC.srf. n Imorant prlt. P'VEi.te of hi. rrowes. , F" .i.h.nt funda. accepts -r.B Q,"l VM to th. rnan who will .und '?.' 'ital for 10 minute... . A. the- sJilf.. iri ne.rlnr eomplet on cr.rr Mr. .-. . ".'. s . v wis Kr Peter "continue, on hi. way. K' JLwii eras, re.ppe.ra and Tll.Vty.n. in London. Th purl- KT.n.'jr.rrupt.? ?. in which I'eter .ee. mr Jasper "llllrd tlm. in 4SJur. reter I. p . ' 2.. anM. one. else. rrom . 5r who I. 8lr Pererrtno Beverley, ha tlt he hi. been ml.taken for lit. , ffr Maurice Vlbart. The reeem- vlfJi th two I. rem.rx.be. SiS air Tererrln. of the duel no till. v 11 ii . . . J.10.r W.. 2. iI.E" a'nVnow the. litter I. i? the de.d mn'. e.tate. rtS fc" Stair. kill him. After thl. Yft tr.tr.1er.come. to a tavern and RSf StVr ESS? i.B Heien f ."i m.n whn were, holdlnr r,lnit her will.' She prove, to b. Blr "Sorting lii? Helen to her homo ftnda a h.untea noueo near ow.ms vlllie. Thero h meet, an eld man V. Si. ., Anrl.nt. The. Mir. to- wltn Simon, tho Innkeeper, are elt- in front of Th. Bull when reter do ..S. t ulc "Black" G.orB., tho fe?-Veorrri.k'lnown for hi. tre- lie Peter penl.ta. At a contyt, tho .;!" .i .hi.t, iti rt.clde whether Peter U ZTiTeniired or pummeled, the hl.ckimlth t ? defeaUd. Enrred. ho attack. Peter. L. -.i kit onward. CHAPTER XX (Continued). EltTES." .aid Ii "nono but a coward it X could attack an unrealstlnc man." Ifcfor a full minute we stood thus, star ve into eacn oiner a eyes, uiiu uncu ueoin 1 MV- U1B nana Ul i"o tjuiuvii ucaiu vuu a, wia outtturus. tTTkat would have been the end I can- Mt ay, but thero carno upon the still IpeH the sound of flying footsteps, tho lanuril was burst asunder, and a elrl ftftood before us, a tall, handsome girl .with raven nam ana great, uubiuhb dibck g "Cfhi you, Jartre, thjnk shame on your- e-lQinK BDainu Ull .jtuuiaeii) diuwiv Jtrfe. LooKl sne cnea, poinung a im fr'&t him, "look at the great, strong Hu-as la a coward!" 5 r felt "the smith's grip relax, his arms flVOfOPpea 10 nts Blues, wnno a. ueep, reu iktr crept up his cheek till It tvas lost B!e.he,cluterln curls of gleaming, yel- Lj"TTy, Prue " he began, In a strange lirl'Mterea voice, and stopped. The 11 ro 'Cone irom nis eyes aa tney resiea "With a single bound I was upon leveled at the I00! her, and he made a movement as Staowh he would have reached out his lMUS to her. but checked himself. fiKoy Prue " he said again, but .WSaed Suddenly, find, tllrnlnf- awrv. ftre4a back toward his forge without Lwiner word, on he went, looking EJjttner to right nor left, and I thought Mere was something; infinitely woe-be. Ism nd pitiful In the droop of CTs py" as I looked from his forlorn flg Kf. to the beautiful, flushed face of the Jr. "w ner ey grow wonderfully t mi sweet, ana orim over with tears, , iwnen uiack George had betaken oacK to his smithy, she also 4 and, crossing swiftly to the Inn, hed through Its open doorway. i Tlfce.'ve a fine sperrit, 'ave that darter ,wirn, eimon, a nne sperrit. Oh! a lepornt as ever -wasl" chuckled the "Jtu's aren't afeard o Dlack Jarge Mar irii" rttM-.i cimi.1.. ..u " .kh.'mwm UJIIIVII. silo i.ai S. Un alius IVtilM. vnll'll mlnil Rhn Mj Jlu tame Black Jarge wl' a look. Jr' he 'm a gran'darter to be proud U. M Prue." nniHM th Anctonf 'un' I I be tui" Pbat," said I. "la she your daughter. f-"AV. tnr .. WuS tour randdaughter, Ancient?" B r, that she be, that she be." e J"?! then, Blmon must be your son." wn as ever was!" nodded the old Mba.. .nA . ..nll.l. mm f .. 4.1 a. , ' . - wwu.a, (JWll V VD IU-VIM ,v seen vnnm WJi now." added Simon, "come In, l 70U shall taste as fin n tin- nt flln W be In all Kent" JWalt," eua the old man. laying his S25.uP?n my arm, "I've took to you. wPi took to you amazln ; what trat y?ur n&me be?' -Tr' answered. ooa name, a fine name," nodded . Ml man. ,Sr-Bimon,'' said he, glancing from' mo omer of us. "Blmon Peter: a-.jne q- tne dleclple of our blessed Ju. U! fln5 name b Pter." rfetCr T hararn On Vim ria,niafAt4ri t the whole village. CHAPTER XXI P "iter the Ancient and Simon and ( nad very creditably empUed the Jug rv) I rose to depart ft. Id the Ancient, "wheer be said I. "beer be that?'1 1 In the Hollow," said I, Mh' 'aunted cottage?" he cried. a. I nodded! "frnm what T saw nf !. h, a little repairing, U mlM . a very well tha tho.tt" orl. 4h. l man forgot the ghost?' y.r neard of a ghost really any one vet." T nn.u.r Iter ' .aM uim. ..i. i.. nr f'M" ' ' that' I wouldn't 'or me" i r. ' '. "what o yea anaaa kr aMl him tali ftitwMl ? K t s By JEFFERY FARNOL breathed hard nnd shuttled uneasily In his chair. "I mean, Peter, as I've, hcerd un," ho replied slowly. "Heard him I" I repeated Incredulously: "youT Are you surer "Sure aa death, Peter, Tre heerd un a-shrlekln' and n-groanln' to 'Isielf, name as Gaffer 'as, and lots of others. Why, Lord bless 'eel theer be scarce a mn In these parts but 'as 'eerd urn one time or another." "Ay I've 'cerd un, nnd seen un, tui" croaked the Ancient excitedly. "A gert, tall think 'o be, v.T a 'orn on 'is 'end. nnd likewise! a tall: some might ha' thought 't was the Wanderln' Man o" the Roads as I found 'angln on t' stnpll some on 'em du, but I knowed better I knowed 'twere Old Nick 'lsself, all flame and brimstone, an' wP a babby under 'Is arm I" "A babyr I repeated. "A babby as ever was," nodded the Ancient. "An you say you havo heard It, too, Simon?' said I. "Ay," nodded the Innkeeper: "I went down Into th' 'Oiler one cvenln' 'bout six months ago wl' Dlack Jarge, for we 'ad a mind to knock th' owd place to pieces, and get rid o' the ghost that way. Well, Jarge ups wl' 'Is 'ammefr, and down comes the rotten old door wl' a crash. Jarge 'ad swung up 'Is 'ammer for an other blow when, all at once, theer comes a scream." Here Simon shivered In voluntarily and glanced uneasily over his shoulder, and round the room. "A scream?" said I. "Ah I" nodded Simon, "but 'twero worse nor that." Here he paused again, and looking closer at him I was surprised to see that his broad, strong hands were Bhaklng, and that hts brow glistened with moisture. "What was It like?" I inquired, struck by this apparent weakness In one bo hardy and full of health. "'Twere a scream wl' a bubble In It," ho answered, speaking with an effort; "'twere like somebody shrlekln out wl" 'Is throat choked up wl' blood. Jarge and me didn't wait for no moro ; we run. And as we run, It follered, gronnln' nrter us 'till we was out upon tho road, and then It shrieked at us from the bushes. KcodI it do make me cold to talk of It, even now, Jarge left 'Is best sledge bo'lnd 'lm, and I my crowbar, nnd wo never went back for them, nor never shall, no." Hero Simon paused to mop tho grizzled hair at his temples. "I tell 'ee, Peter, that place aren't fit for no man nt night If bo be you 'm lookln' for a bed, my chap, theer's one you can 'avo at 'The Bull,' ready and wlllln'. " "An gratusl" added the Ancient, tap ping his snuffbox. "Thank you," said I, "both of you, for tho offer, but I have a strange fancy to hear, and, If possible, see this ghost for myself." "Don't eo du It," admonished the my feet, and had tho weapon window." Ancient, "so dark an' lonesome as It be; don't 'ee du It, Peter." "Why, Ancient," said I, "It Isn't that I doubt your word, but my mind Is set on the adventure. Bo, If Simon will let me have threepenny worth of candles, and some bread and meat no matter what I'll be off, for I should like to get there before dusk." Nodding gloomily, Blmon rose and went out, whereupon the Ancient leaned over and laid a yellow, clawlike hand upon my arm. "Peter," said he, "Peter, I've took to you amazln'; Just a few Inches taller say a, couple an' jou'd be the very spit o' what I were at your age the very spit" "Thank you. Ancient I" said I, laying my hand on his. "New, Peter, 'twould be a hljlous thing a very hljloua thing. If when I come a-gatherin' watercress in the marnln". I should find you a-danglln' on t' stapll, cold and stiff like f other, or tyin' a corp wl' your throat cut: 'twould be a hljlous, hljlous thing, Peter but oh I 't would mak' a fine story In the tellln'." In a little while Simon returned with the candles, a tinder-box and a parcel of bread and meat, for which he gloomily but persistently refused payment. Last of all he produced a small, brass-bound pistol, which he Insisted on my taking. "Not as It'll be much use again' a ghost," said he, with a gloomy shake of the head, "but a pistol's a comfortable thing to 'ave In a lonely place 'specially if that place be very dark," Which last, If something illogical, may be none the less true. So, having shaken each by the hand, I bade them good night and set off. along the darkening rpad; CHAPTER XXII N' Off, as I went, my mind waa greatly exercised as to a feasible explana tion of what I had Just heard. That a man so old as the ancient should "see things" I could readily believe by reason of his years, for great age Is often sub ject to such hallucinations, but with Simon, a man In the prime of his life, It was a different matter altogether. That he had been absolutely sincere in his story I had read in hta dilating eya and tha Involuntary shiver that had passed over him wbll he spoke. Here, Indeed, though I scouted all Idea of su pernatural agency, there lay a mystery that piqued my curiosity not a little. Ghostsl pshaw I What being, endowed with a reasoning mind, could allow him self to think, let alone believe In, such oily? Ohpsts flddle-de-dee, slrt Yet here, and all at once, like an enemy from tha dark, old stories leaped at and seized me by the throat: old tales of spectres grim and bloody, of goblin and haunted houses from whose dim desolation strange sounds would come; tales long since heard and forgot till now, Ohoslsl Why, the road was full of them, they crowded upon my heels, tey peered over my shpulders , I felt, them brush my elbows and heard them gib bering at ma from the shadows. AM Ilia sun w kiwi attreaMyi UhiwUt Aa4 wky wf "Am m fera thiol 1st kfvA wafts) tftan t. am dreamed of in your pbJlcwaohy Iwvoiuuuriiy I fcajtaiuHJ r stap. but the aun had set ere I reached the Hol low, lea. tho aim i.i t on1 thn great basin below mo was nlrendy brlm- iui ui snaaows which, a I watched, seemed to nssume shapes vast, nebu lous and rnn.tSntt., .li.Hrln- rinwti there amid the purple gloom of the trees. Indeed, it looked an unholy place In the half light a pit framed for mur ders and the safe hiding of tell-tale j..i.or. me very naunt of horrid gob llns and spectre, grim and ghastly. Bo evilly did the place Impress me that i iiccuca an enort of will ere I could bring myself to descend tho precipitous slope. Dais flitted to and fro across my pR 5: ??w and lhen omitting their sharp, needlelike note, while from somewhere in the dimness beyond an owl hooted. . Df the time I reached the cottage It had fallen quiet dark, here In the Hol low, though tho light still lingered In the world above. So I took out my tin der box and one of the candles, which. u if.r. BOvera' 'allures, I succeeded In lighting, and, stepping Into tho cottage, began to look about me. The place waa small mil mmntl.. two rooms shut oft from each other by aftfong partition with a door midway. Lifting tho candle. I glanced at the staple on which the builder of the cot tage had choked out his life so many o,id mo, una, caning to mind the An cients flerce dcslro to outlast It, I even '"' up my nana ana gavo It a snaKo. uut despite the rust of years, the Iron felt as strong and rigid as ever, so that It seemed tho old man's lnno cent with must ca unsntl.nxi net,. ti Tho second room appeared much the same size as uio nrst, and llko It In all respects, till, looking upward, I noticed a square trap door in a corner, while underneath, against tho wall, hung a rough ladder. This I proceeded to lift down, and, mounting, cautiously lifted tho trap. Holding the candle above my head to survey this chamber, or rather garret, the flrst object my eye encoun tered waa a small tin pannikin, nnd be yond that a stone Jar, or demijohn. Upon closer Inspection I found this last to bo nearly full of water qulto sweet nnd fresh to tho taste, which of Itself was sufllctcnt evidence that soino one had been hero very lately. I now observed bundle of hay In ono corner, which had clearly served for a bed. beside which were a cracked mug, a tin plate, a pair o: shoes nnd an object I took to be part of a flute or wind Instrument of nomo kind. Dut what particularly excited my Interest were the shoes, wlilch had evi dently seen long nnd hard service, for they were much worn nnd had bcert roughly patched here and there. Very big they were, and somewhat clumsy, thlck-soled and square of too, nnd with a pair of enormous silver buckles. These evidences led me to bcllevo that whoever hnd een here before was likely to return, and, not doubting that this must be he who played the part of ghost so well, I determined to be ready for htm. So, leaving all things as I found them. I descended, and, having closed the trap, hung up the ladder as I had found It In the flrst of the rooms there was a rough fireplace built Into ono corner, and as the air struck somewhat damp and chill, I went out and gathered a quan tity of twigs and dry wood, and had soon built a cheerful, crackling Are. I now set nbout collecting armfuls of dry leaves wlilch I pile against the wall for a bed. By the tlmt this was completed to my satisfaction the moon was peeping above the treetops, filling tho Hollow with far flung shadows. I now lay down upon my leafy couch and fell to watching the Are and listen ing to the small, soft song of the brook outside. In tho opposite wall was a win dow, the glass of which was long since gorre, through which I could see a square of sky, nnd the glittering belt of Orion. My eyes wandered from this to tho glow of the fire many times, but gradually my head grew heavier and heavier, until at length tho stars became confused with tho winking sparks upon the hearth, and the last that I remember was that the crackle of the tiro sounded strangely like tho voice of the Ancient croaking: "A hljlous thing, Peter, a hljlous thlngl" I must have slept for an hour, or nearer two (for the room was dark, save for a few glowing embers on the hearth and the faint light of tho stars at the win dow), when I suddenly eat bolt upright, with every tingling nerve straining as If to catch something wlilch had but that very moment eluded me. I waa yet won dering what this could be, when, from somewhere close outside the cottage, there rose a sudden cry hideous and ap palling a long-drawn-out, bubbling scream (no other words can describe It) that died slowly down to a wall, only to rise again higher and higher, till it seemed to pierce my very brain. Then all at once It was gone, and silence rushed In upon me a sllenco fraught with fear and horror unimaginable. I lay rigid, the blood in my veins Jumping with every throb of my heart till It seemed to shake me from head to foot. And then the cry began again, deep and hoarse at first, but rising, rising until the air thrilled with a scream such as no earthly lips could utter. Now tho light at the window grew stronger, and all at once a feeblo shaft of moonlight crept across the floor. I was watching this most welcome beam when It was again obscured by u some thing. Indefinable at first, but which I gradually made out to be very like a human head, peering in at me; but, If this was bo, it seemed a head hideously misshapen and there, sure enough, rising from the brow, was a long, pointed hrn. As I lay motionless, staring at this thing, my hand, by some most fortunate chance, encountered the pistol In my pocket; and from the very depths of my soul I poured benedictions upon the hon est .head of Simon the Innkeeper, for Its very contact seemed to restore my be numbed faculties. With a single bound I waa upon my feet and had the weapon leveled at the window, "Speak 1" said I, "speak, or I'll shoot." There was a moment of tingling suspense and then: "Oh, man, dlnna do that!" said ft voice. "Then come In .and show yourself!" Herewith the head incontinently dis appeared, there was the sound of a heavy step, and a tall figure loomed in the doorway, "Walt!" said I, as, fumbllnr about, I presently found tinder box and candle, having lighted which I turned and be held a man an exceedingly tall man clad In the full habit of a Scottish High lander. By his side hunt; a long, straight, basket-hllted sword, beneath one arm he carried a bagpipe, while upon bis head was not a horn hut a Scot's bon net with a long eagle's feather. "Oh, man," said he, eyeing mo with a somewhat wry smile, "I'm Julst thlnkln' ye'rp no' afeared o' bogles, whatefferl" (CONTINUED MONDAY.) 2000 FEET OF MJMBER BURN Prompt Discovery of Blaze Prevents Destruction of Whole Yard Two thousand feet of lumber wr. t.. stroyed early today when sparka from a j-nuaoeipnia ana Heading locomotive started a blaze on top of a 20-foot pile of lumber In the yard of Charles F. Felln & Co., York road and Butler street. The prompt discovery of the fire by James Mooney, ft watchman, prevented the en tire stock of lumber front being de stroyed. firemen' made a record run to the flre aim wiwnn minuias M4 K Utyier cev trot, for an fceur altar Mm Uwwh m Unttiahd tber had fcy as a afguar aalt th blaze Urt- lag 4lii. Tha Ium .1 taUmated ft . Dl IT'S ALL RIGHT IF YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH IT THE rADDED CELL . I tuttiT &vzr a cenr or I J 1.50 Ho I fC -----VV-Tr MOHCT FCR REPAID ON MV L- , x a I - -L n,,HCE utmost L2S!l -Vs jffl&JBSru Unbreakable Her Version " "tP V 'l&wzGOTl PI 77 I I l S rBGDEA'l j5 fa A & S) 5N.6RY.50bY HAS. ( ' gBkW r J Clyi the ov 'Bua.': I p3rZ3t': atlstress From your references. If' 3ii II -j t)ryV 6ee you've had four places In the Sj"y i lfl Servant Ycs'm; that shows how Vy" VteA7NM' "N .- jLl Wiy''yf' Ss much In demand I am. Qroccr-wnat will you havo? AS USUAL Behind the Scenes Jill Another very good reason for London Idea. 9C'-KSSf9ISO a man to Keep his mouth shut when "Did she tell her age?" r '"'I." '"""llBrv Wcc I " i ' i ' i ' I his wife Is hurling flatirons. "Partly." I BC ! ' I ' I ' i ' I AND A BARGAIN, TOO A Contortionist X&BfX ' Ct ' ' " I 'iWrEIW'''' rfjklrPrv.HrmMa!lill Billy This sailor must have been an comr ,ver aorno time and see mr K iiSHSsR "" " S, Jr jSeA' tUnr -Th. Paaslnr Show. SONGS WITH OUT WORDS "Another new hatl You should really save your money, with the price of everything going up." I" l "But why? The longer I save it the less I can buy with It" j J I 11 In 'J!!"' maaaw'lvaaaaaaaaVSawlvaaaaV ..,,..,, , . "Are you going abroad on an art Vv (Cifca r(r? lfr 3Kt? jf i S(-. "Will ou love me forever and a fJ - MfflfffiffK V Vrl ttttK rVjfrm "Oh, I say, can't I get a day off for rLiVV UHIIIicy r -Ark tfSW' v ill L upffifflti good behavior? "No, on a cattleshlp." jp 111 aJPlkvN I JSlMlrx MM KrMIllilt IBlO V AND THE WORST IS YET TO COME VKV O. llUr? LW ILT 7 xA Jr fej''"t itTti-SKk Clothe Don't Mike the Man jj IHL.Hp. ens iw say tnavs uie mas yau "r . took dancing lessens irom? H-YmI bsWpiy, h' no dancing mast-; ks's a ahoo marrkaail . . l. ..,.. ', mm iit - i ,. vi. w. a.. Mr n I li Jmmmmmmmmi nt i immmmmmms4Bmmemm JLi. . ''".t Lx.rr , ....1 SCRAPPLE Bht-Tou say that's the maa yau took dancing lesson irom? kK-Yas) hWy, h' no dancing- maaUr ; ' a eho. mrchtl -I kBMair it, ut hi at iiitflh aa Ibf always kay w JM Ml lr. A 'Kvei jbi)C" t. in juntr get her ke.uty from ma. riuat 4o ,u4 think ff Hit l-W.l I ihtk tt ..,, ., , ..- kMnt at r iSU t - , A t