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ISSUED TWICE A WBHK?WJa33NESIDA.Y A.ND SATURDAY. l. m. grist & sons, Publishers. } % ^nntilg Hctcspapcr: 4or t',c (^motion off <he political, Social, Agricultural, and tfomineyiat Jnterqsfs of the fSouth. {TERsinole corvVTHKm cl^NCI!' ^OL,74a. YORKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 9, 1896. JSTO. 99. BY CAPTAIN C Author of "From the Ranks," ' Secret," "The Deserter,' Copyright, 1896, by F. Tennyson Neely. SYNOPSIS. Chapter I?Royle Farrar disgraces himself at West Point, deserts the school and leads a wandering life, sinking lower and lower, marries his employer's daughter and then commits a forgery. Chapter II?Colonel Farrar, father of Royle, is killed in a battle with the Indians. Chapter III?Royle Farrar's younger brother Will graduates at West Point and falls in love with Kitty Ormsby, whose brother Jack is in love with Will's sister Ellis. Chapter IV?Will is made lieutenant. They all return to Fort Frayne, accompanied by a certain Mrs. Daunton. Chapter V.?It has been reported that Royle Farrar is dead; but he turns up at the fort in the guise of a common soldier under the name of Graice. Ellis Farrar and Jack Ormsby quarrel over Helen Daunton. Chapter VI.?Helen Daunton has an interview with Jack Ormsbv, in which it transpires tbat she is Royle Farrar's much abused wife, whom Ormsby has before befriended. Chapter VII.?Helen Farrar discovers her husband. Chapter VIII.?Ellis Farrar witnesses another interview between Helen Daunton and Jack Ormsby. Chapter IX.?Trouble arises between the cowboys and Indians. Chapter X.?The garrison is ordered out to protect the Indians. Chapter XI.?Helen Daunton makes preparations to get her husband away from the fort. CHAPTER XIL The long expected Christmas ball was in full swing, but the late comers entered snow oovered and buffeted, for a howling blizzard was sweeping down #*r?Tn thn anrcrpR of the Rockies and whirling deep the drifts about the wall? of old Fort Frayne. Leale had come in about tattoo, grave and taciturn, his fine face shadowed by a sorrow whose traces all could see. He had come for no festive purpose, was still in undress uniform, and, after a brief low toned conference with his colonel, had turned at once in search of Helen Daunton, who, ever since the dance began, had hovered near the windows that looked out toward the guardhouse, barely 100 yards away, yet now, even with its brilliant light, only dimly visible through the lashing storm. Twice had Mrs. Farrar essayed to draw her friend into the . little circle by which she was surrounded, but Helen had speedily shown she was unable to give her attention to what was being said or to take any part in the conversation. It was at the window Leale found her and gently but firmly drew her to one side and closed the shade. "I have felt in every fiber," said he, "how you were waiting, watching and agonizing here for news from?from him. There is no news, Helen, except ?you know the man he stabbed?who gave his life for me?is dead?" "T know." was the shudderine an swer. "Has he heard? Does ho realize?" "Possibly not. He seems to be sleeping. Bat he will know it soon enough. Helen, do you know this?that tomorrow we must give him up?" "Give him up?" she asked, unable to oomprehend his meaning and looking with new dread into his compassionate face. "Yes, to the oivil authorities. He has?I cannot choose words now?be has committed murder and must be tried by a civil, not a military, court" "You must give him up,'' she moaned. "Oh, what can we do?what can we do?" and fearfully she glanced to where Mrs. Farrarwas seated, chatting blithely, even joyously, now with her garrison friends. "Yes," he answered, "and well I know now why you gaze at her. I know all the miserable truth. Otmsby told me when ho came to ask my counsel and my help. He has only left me a short time since. I was pledged to help your husband, Helen, and I am doubly pledged to help that dear, dear woman's son. I must protect RoyJo Farrar to the utmost of my power; but, Helen, in tnis last half hour, by the bedside of the brave fellow who gave his life for me, 1 have looked life and my own soul in the face, I know what I must do and what I cannot da I am not strong enough to play at friendship with the woman I love with all my soul. I can only be your friend by serving you from far away. When what is coming to Royle Farrar has come, I shall take leave of absence and go over the sea. It is good by between us now. Tonight I look my last upon the face of Royle Farrar's wife. What? You want me, Will?" he suddenly turned and asked, for at this moment, throwing back the snow matted hood of his overcoat, Farrar entered and camo quickly to them, unseen by his mother. "Yes, sir. The news of Crow Knife'9 death is all over the garrison, and the men are fairly mad over it. They won't try lynching, but the sentries at the guardhouse are double, front and rear. Graice is sleeping yet or else shamming. I don't think he's too drunk not to realize what would happen if Crow Knife's people got at him." "Then your duty is doubled, lad," was Lealo's low toned answer?"to hold the prisoner and to protect him toa" "I understand," said Will firmly. "Tno man who gets at him tonight, sir, will have to go through hell first." And then he turned to find Kitty standing, smiling in saucy triumph, at his elbow, leaning on the colonel's arm. Still angered against her and deeply impressed witn me importance 01 me duties devolving upon him, Farrar would have hastened by them with only brief and ceremonious salutation, when Fentou stopped him. "Where did I understand that you were going, Jr?" said he, with moolr HARLES KING. 'Foes in Ambush," "A Soldier's ' "An Army Portia," Etc. severity of manner. "I gave you permission to'remain here, sir, and you'd better jump at the chance. Here's my niece telling me that you are engaged to dance with her, and at this moment it seems you are about to leave the room. Off with that overcoat, or it's your saber that will come off, sir, in arrest. What, slight a member of your colonel's hotiseholdl Lord bless me, sir, it's tantamount to mutiny!" "But, colonel," responded Farrar impetuously, "the officer of the day"? "Not another word, sir. Here is your Unslinging the heavy weapon, fie handed it submissively to his imperious queen. officer of the day," said he, indicating Kitty, "and you will report for duty instantly.v Irresolute, rejoicing, disappointed and perturbed all in one, Farrar stood onetaombat hardly knowing wnat to do, when Kitty seized him by one arm, and Leale, noting his embarrassment, stepped to his aid. "I am going to the guardhouse, Will, and I will look after your duties there. Have your dance and return at your convenience. The colonel will let you go after awhile." And then Kitty resumed her sway. "I shan't dance one step with you until you take that dreadful thing off," said she, indicating his dangling saber and utterly ignoring his protest that, as officer of the guard, it was an essential part of his uniform and equipment Her only response was that he was to remember that ho was then on duty to her. "Take off that sword, sir, and hurry about it for there goes the band." And so, unslinging the heavy weapon, he handed it submissively to his imperious queen, who promptly stowed it away under the wooden settee against the wall and then, courtesying to her partner, indicated to him that at last he was at liberty to lead her to the dance. And now, smiling, joyous and once more thrilling with mischievous delight as she bore her wulky prize across .Via rnnm Ftittv came Kuddeulv UD011 the major, standing mooning and preoccupied, gazing apparently at the portrait of Colonel Farrar, yet, as was equally apparent to the little knot of laughing lookers on, seeing it not at all. Kitty was ou the point of accosting and bringing him to himself; but, with eager whisper and gesticulations, Amory, Martin and others called her to them. "Don't wake him," they murmured. ' 'Do let Aunt Lou have that comfort. See, she's coming to him now." And, as what Kitty mo?t wanted at that moment was au opportunity to restore her interrupted dominion over her angered lover, and as he was blind and deaf to anything but the consideration of his own grievances, personal and official, Wayne was left to become the central object of interest, while Kitty drew her deposed officer of the guard to a distant corner. Wayne was a study. That ho was struggling to recall some important matter was evident to all who had long known him, and for the time being he was lost to all consciousness of surrounding sights und sounds and had floated off nto that dreamland of reminiscence in which only he was thorough ly at home. One or two of tho ladies who were at the moment resting from tho dance stood leaning 011 the arms of their attendant cavaliers and watching with them tiie result of Lucretia's timid yet determined approach. Almost tiptoeing, as though afraid that her noiseless footfall might rudely awaken him, she was stealing to his side, aud presently they saw her lay her hand upon his arm and peer trustingly up into his face. Thinking only of him and for him, she, too, then, was almost unconscious of any observation, kindly aud good uatured though it was. Unwilling to interrupt too suddenly the current of his meditations, she hesitated before speaking. Then, half timidly, she suggested, "You like tho picture, major?" Slowly his gaze camo down from the flag draped portrait, aud through his eyeglasses Wayue benignantly regarded her. Finally his wandering wits ret unied, and he aroused himself to a faltering answer to her repeated question. "It makes him look too old," he said. "I can't bear anything that looks old, don't you know." Then, dimly conscious ol something he might have put in far happier form, ho quickly strove to recall his words. "I?I don't mean women, of courso?I liko old women. You know I liked you 20 years ago." "You left mo to guess it, then," murmured she, vaguely grateful for even this admission and desirous of encouraging avowals even thus late and lukewurir. "Ye3," he went on, "you know, it seems to me?wasn't it that last night we danced together at Jefferson barracks? That was every day of 20 years ago." silence. What was feared among tni officers was that Graice had been tolc by some of the guard that the Indiam wero determined to have his scalp, an< that the soldiery so despised him tha he could not rely upon them to defenc "Ah, well," answered Lucretia, "yoc know it is so very difflcnlt to reckoi from, because that was the 20th of Feb ruary, and that coming only onoe ii four years, you"? "Ha!" Wayne laughingly interrupt ed and then suddenly fell back agair into his old mooning way. "And yet, you know, there was something I want ed to ask you that night, and I was S( confoundedly absentmiuded"? "Oh, very," said she, "for you men tioued that there was something yoc wanted to ask me, and I've been wondering what it could be for 20 years." "Do you know," said he delightedly, "so have I, so have I." And here he leaned beamingly over her, and his eyeglasses fell off and dangled at the end of their cord. "It was only tonight," he went on, "it came to me that it waf something connected with this ring? my class ring, you know. It's odd J can't think what it was. Why, yoru hand is trembling!" Coyly she upraised it to meet the coming ring, and ther again he faltered. "I remember, I was holding the ring just like this when somebody called t( me that I'd better hurry"? "Yes," she said breathlessly. . "Indeed you'd better hurry." But he waf still wandering in the past. "It seems to me?oh, they'd sounded officers' call, and that meant the devi] to pay somewhere, don't you know." But Lucretia was wilting now, despondent again, for still he went on: 'lYoc know, I fancied until the very next daj that I'd left the ring here." And, suiting the action to the word, he slipped il on her finger. "And yet the very nexl day, when I was on scout, I found?1 found it here." And with that he again replaced it on his own finger. Lucretia'f faco was a sight to see. There was an instant of silence, and then, failing tc note the expression of her face, looking into the dim recesses of the past, he again wandered off. "Of course I might have known 1 couldn't have left it on your fingei without even seeing?without even seeing if it would fit?without"? And here he lost the thread of his language entirely, and, groping for his glasses, finding them, distractedly he tried to fit their spring on Lucretia's finger. Fenton, who had joined the group of onlookers, could stand it no longer. Bursting into a roar of laughter, he came toward them, and, thus interrupted, poor Wayne dropped both hand and eyeglass, madly trying to fit his own ring into bis own eye and look through that nndei the impression that it was a monocle. "What on earth are you people laughing at?" he inquired. "Laughing at? At your trying tc make a spectacle hook of Lucretia'c hand, you inspired old lunatic," was Fenton's unfeeling answer, and poor Lucretia, unable to stand the raillery at the moment, turned and fled to the dressing room, leaving Wayne to confront his tormentors as best he might But while music and laughter reigned within the wooden walls of the assembly room and many young hearts were able to cast aside for the time being th* oppression that had settled upon the garrison earlier in the evening, and while in some of the barracks there were sounds of merrymaking and Christmas cheer, there was raging in many a breast a storm as wild as that that whirled the snowdrifts in blinding clouds all around and about the guardhouse, where a score of seasoned troopers, silent, grim and by no means in love with their task, were keeping watch and ward over their little batch of prisoners, especially of the cowering wretch who had been stowed away in the upper room, an utterly friendlesf man. Uvcr across the wind swept parade, among the rows of wooden barracks, was one building where no laughtei rang and about which, wary and vigilant, three or four noncommissioned officers hovered incessantly. Here were quartered Crow Knife's few remaining oomrados of the Indian troop. Here were gathered already a dozen of his kindred from Big Road's transplanted village, forbidden by the fury of the storm to return to their tepees up the valley, banished by the surgeon from the confines of the hospital, whero they would fair huvo set up their mournful death song to the distraction of the patients and refused by the colonel the creature comforts they had promptly and thriftily demanded, except on condition thatthej consume them in quiet and decorum at the Indian barracks and deny themselves the luxury of their woo. Tomtom und howl were stilled, therefore, while the funeral baked meats went irom nanc to mouth and disappeared with marvel ous rapidity, and indeed but for its exciting effect upon the warriors the colonel might as well have accorded then: the right to lament after their owr fashion, since the howling of the tempests would have drowned all humai wail from within the wooden walls, But while they had promised to hold nc aboriginal ceremony oyer Crow Knife'i death and meant to keep their wore they had refused to pledge themselvei to attempt no vengeance on his slayer, Well they knew that throughout th< garrison nine out of ten of the trooperi would have cared not a sou had som< one taken Graice from the guardhous< and strung him up to the old flagstaf without benefit of clergy, but this woult not havo satisfied Indian ideas, hang ing according to their creed being fa: too good for him. Two of the best and most trustworthj Indians were placed by Leale, with th< surgeon's consent, as watch rs by th< bier of the 6oldier scout, but the others to a man, were herded within the bar racks and forbidden to attempt to se foot outside. Close at hand in the ad joining quarters the men of two troopi were held in readiness, under orders no to take off thoir belts, against any sud den outbreak, but tho few who first hac talked of lynching or other 6unimar] vengeance had soon been hushed t< him. Sergeant Grafton was confident that Graice hoped in some way, by connivance perhaps of members of the gnard. to s!ip out of the bnilding and take refuge among the outlaws at the groggery across the stream. Having ( killed an Indian he had at least some little claim, according to their theory, | to a frontiersman's respect Returning to the * guardhouse, as he had promised Will, Malcolm Leale was in nowise surprised at Grafton's anxiety and even less to learn that Graice had begged to be allowed to have speech with his captain. It was a ghastly face that peered out j from the dim interior of the little pris. on in answer to the officer's summona [ At sound of footsteps on the creaking j stairway Graice had apparently hidden , in the depths of the room and only slow. ly came forward at the sound of the [ commanding voice he knew. Hangdog . and drink sodden af was his look, there [ was some lingering, some revival per, haps of the old deflint, disdainful manner he had shown io almost every man , at Frayne. Respect his captain as even J suoh as he was forced to do, look up to him now as possibly his only hope and . salvation, there was yet to his clouded , intellect some warrant for a vague sentiment of superiority. [ Outcast, ingTate, drunkard, murderer [ though he was, he, iPrivate Tom Graice, ' born Royle Farrar, was legal owner of . all that his captain held fairest, dearL est, most preoiousl in all the world. r Leale's love for Helen Daunton was . something the whole garrison had seen t and seen with hearty sympathy. It would be something to teach this proud r and honored officer that he, the despised | and criminal tough, was, after all, a , man to be envied as the husband of the t woman his captain could now only > vainly and hopelessly love. It was bis ; plan to bargain with him, to invoke hiB , aid, to tempt the honor of a soldier and a gentleman, but for a moment, at sight of that stern, sad face, he stood abashed. ! " You wished to see me," said Leale, "and I will hear you now." "I've got that to say I want no other , man to know," was the reply after an interval of a few seconds, "and I want ; your word of honor that you will hold it sacred." ?IT ,1aa|;ma rrhafotror JL UCU1UO HilJ ^/ivui*ov V* UMW?W. What do you wish to say?" "Well, what I have to tell you inter. ests you more than any man on earth, Captain Leale. I'm in hell here; I'm , at your mercy perhaps. My life is . threatened by these hounds, because by accident that knife went into that blind fool's vitals. It was only self defense. I didn't mean to hurt him." , "No. I was the object, I clearly un, derstand," said Leale. "GO on." , "Well, it's as man to man 1 want to speak. You know I never meant to harm ; him. You can give me a chance for justice, for life, and I?I can make it . worth your while." "That will do," was the stern ro[ sponse. "No more on that head. What , else have you to ask or say?" , "Listen one minute," pleaded the , prisoner. "They'd kill me here if they , could get mo, quick enough?Indians or L troopers either. I must be helped away. , I know your secret. You love my wife. Help me out of this?here?this night k and neither she nor you will ever"? ; "Silence, you hound! Slink back to , your blanket where you belong. I thank God my friend, your father, never lived to know the depths of your disi grace! Not a word!" he forbade, with > nnlifted hand, as the miserable fellow t strove once more to make himself heard. ; "For the sake of the name to which i you have brought only shame you shall i be protected against Indian vengeance, but who shall defend you against yourself? I will hear no more from you. Tomorrow you may see your colonel, if that will do you any good, but if yon . have one atom of decency left, tell no [ man living that you are Royle Farrar," j and with that, raging at heart, yet cold r and stern, the officer, heedless of further i frantic pleas, turned and left the spot. [ But at the porch the captain turned again. Wind and snow were driving across his path. The sentries at the . front and flank of the guardhouse, mufi fled to their very eyes, staggered against i the force of the gale. It seemed cruelty ; to keep honest men on post a night so . wild as that for no other reason than to protect the life of a man so criminal. ' The members of the guard, who had rer sumed their lounge aroand the redhot ; stove the moment the captain disappear. ed, once more sprang to attention as he i re-entered and called the sergeant to t him. I "lam tempted to ask the officer of the day to relieve those sentries and let No. 1 come up into the hallway," said he. "I believe that, with the watch we t have on the Indians, there is no possit bility of an outbreak on their part. " "Thereisn't, sir," was the sergeant's i nromnt reDlv. "But every man in the , garrison knows by this time that it was ) the captain that blackguard aimed to 3 kill, and it is not the Indians alone that I would do him if they could. I find that j whenever I have had to leave the guard. house some of the men have talked 3 loud for him to heer, shearing that he 3 would be taken out and hanged at day3 break. Others want to tenjpt him to try 3 to escape, so that they can pursue him f over to town and hammer him into a 1 jelly there. Tho tower is the only place - where he can be unmolested, sir. 1 r couldn't guarantee his safety from some kind of assault, even if I had him right. r hero in the guardroom." 3 And just then a corporal came from 3 the little office. , "Sergeant, it's 10:25. Shall I form - my relict?" t The sergeant nodded assent. "I'll in spect it in tho guardroom," said he, 3 and as Lenle turned shortly away, int tending to go in search of the officer of the day and the sergeant opened the 1 door to let him out, Graice could be t heard on the upper floor, savagely kick3 ing again at his bars. 3 "That man has more gall than any 1 man I ever met, air," aaia uraiton. 9 "Ho'a kicking because wo refused to i seud to the barracks for his share of the t Christinas cigars." i "Did j^ou search him before he was sent up there?" asked Leala "Has h< matches or tobacco?" "Nothing I could And, sir, but othei and sharper men have been confinec there, and I'm told that somewhere un der the floor or inside the walls they'v( hidden things, and he's hand in glov< with all the toughs of the garrison." "Very well. I'll notify Captain Far well," said Leale briefly, "and he wil attend to it," and he left the building on this quest just as the second relie: came tramping out into the storm, leav ing the guardhouse, its few minor pris oners on the lower floor and that on< execrated oriminal,his old colonel's first DOrn ana OUCU uuiuvnu nuu, uuiDUjg a his captors in the tower, all to the car< of the members of a single relief, anc the sentry on No. 1 set np his watcl cry against the howl of the wind, and nr one a dozen yards away could hav< heard, nor did it pass aronnd the ohaiz of sentries, nor was there other attemp to call off the honr that memorabh night For long days after men recallec the fact that the last hoar called fron under the old guardhouse porch wa half past 10 o'clock. Meantime, having had two dancei with his now pleading and re pen tan' sweetheart and having been cajoled int< at least partial forgiveness, WillFarra: had sought his colonel to say that h< really ought now to return to his guard at least for a little time, but Fenton, conscious of the shadow that had over spread the garrison earlier in the even ing, seemed bent, on being jovialitj itself. He bade the boy return to his im mediate commanding officer and obtaii her consent before again coming to him, and Kitty flatly refused. She was dano ing with Murtin at the moment, anc that lett Will to Ills OWII novices, ana, after a fond word or two from hii mother, he had stepped back of the seal occupied by her little circle of choser friends and was standing watching the animated scene before him. Close al hand, not a dozen feet away, stood Hel en Daunton,'partially screened from oh serration of the dancers. It was at thi> moment that Leale again came striding in, glanced quickly around until he caught Will's eye, and the young offloei promptly joined him. "Is Farwell here?" he asked. "He came in a moment ago. Yondei he is now, sir," answered Will, indicat ing by a nod the figure of the officer o: the day in conversation with some one of the guests at the other end of th( room. "Then ask him if he will join me ix five minutes at the guardhouse. I neec to see him," said Leale, and the young ster sped jromptly on his mission. The music had just sounded the sig nal for the forming of the sets for th< lancers, and with soldierly promptitude the officers, with their partners, begar taking their positions. Floor managers nave little laoor at a garrison nop. -cum Farrar, who had reappeared upon th< arm of Captain Vinton, mutely bowec her head and accepted Ormsby's han(i as he led her opposite Will and hisnm* radiant Kitty, and Malcolm Leale, halt Lifted his hand in gesture of farewell anc turned abruptly away. ing at the screened threshold before tak ing his departure, turned for one Ion; look at Helen Daunton's face. Som< intense fascination had drawn her onc< more to the east window, and there, ai the dancers formed, alone, almost un noticed, she slowly turned and her eyei met his. One last, long, intense gaz< and, in one impulsive movement, ai though he read in her glorious eyes th< kindling light of a love that matchec his own, he would have sprung to he] side, but, with sudden recollection oi Kftftrnnn fV?om KA CTOf.hPT*Pf ILIU UUXliCl UUVIT V/V;u himself, lifted his hand in gesture o: farewell and turned abruptly away, The music crashed into the opening bar! of the lancers and the dar.ee began. For a moment longer Holen stooc there. Again that powerful fascinatior seemed to lure her to draw aside th< curtain and gaze forth across the whit< expanse of the parade to where tht guarded prison stood, within whos( walls was caged the savage creator* whose life was linked so closely wit! those of many there besides her own, Then the thought of that other, th< man whose love, all unwittingly, sh< had won and the fear that, glancing back, he might see her shadow as wher he came, caused her to draw hastily away. In all that gay and animated scene, as once more she faced the merrj throng, Helen Daunton stood alone, The dance went blithely on. Chat anc laughter and the gliding, rbythmi* steps of many feet mingled with th< spirited music of Fort Froyne's capita orchestra Even Mrs. Farrar's swee fnco, so long shadowed by sorrow beamed with the reflected light of tin gladness that shone on many another. Longing to be alone with her misery Helen turned to seek the seclusion of tin dressing room and had almost reaches its threshold, when, over or through tin strains of the lancers and the howl of tin wind without, there came some Strang* sound that gave her pause. Somowhero out upon the parade sh< heard the distant, muffled crack of th' cavalry carbine. Another, another far ther away, and then, mingling witl them, a hoarse, low murmur as of manj voices and of commands indiatinguish able through the gale. Louder grew thi 3 clamor, nearer came the sotmds; then the added rush of many feet in the adjoinr ing barracks of K tTOop, tho quick, stir- ? 1 ring peal of trumpet, sounding some - unfamiliar call. Overstrained and ex- p] 3 cited as wero her nerves, fearing for 3 him against whom the wrath of the garrison was roused, she could only con- 0) - nect the sounds of alarm and confusion j]| 1 with him and his hapless fate. She tc I started forward to calx the colonel's atf tention, for among the dancers the ^ - sound was still unheard le Again the shots and shouts, the rush w 3 of hurrying feet on the broad veranda cj - without Again and nearer, quick and . t imperative, the thrilling trumpet call. mt _i x. I 1 it. 1 J I ** 3 men, cxueu ai zi uuu tut) iuuu uuug <ji .. 1 the Bcntry's carbine and the stentorian . 1 shout of "Fire!" And then, just as the ' ) music abruptly ceased in response to ? 3 the colonel's signal, bursting in at the l door, followed by a couple of troopers, . t came Rorko, rushing for a ladder that !r 3 had been in use during the day. 11 1 "It's that madman, Graice, sorrl" j* i he cried in answer to the look in hii 3 commander's face. "He's fired the tow- e< er, and he's burnin to death." ai 3 Springing to the window, Helen 8j b Daueton dashed aside the curtain, and, " ) all one glare of flame, the guardhouse al r burst upon the view. A black ladder, 8< 3 silhouetted against the blaze, was being , raised at the instant the curtain fell D , from her nerveless hand. Will seized his ^ - cap, made one leap to the door, despite ^ - Kitty's frantic effort to seize him; then, C r missing .his saber, whirled about and 11 rushed from point to point in search of it . it Divining his object the girl threw 11 i herself in front of the settee, behind C , which she had concealed it, and, when . he sought to reach around her, desper- bi I ately, determinedly fought him off. w , Seizing a cap, the colonel vanished into b< i the night Throwing over his shoulders tt t the first mantle he could lay his hands oi i on, which happened to be Lucretia's, pi j Wayne followed his leader. Will, de- hi t layed and maddened, only suoceeded in A . capturing his saber by forcibly lifting sj . Fitty out of the way; then be sprang to fe ? tne doorway to join the men hurrying di I from distant points to the scene. Orms- tl 5 by, too, had rushed after the colonel, tl r and only women were ien upon cue u floor. These, horror stricken, yet fas- 01 cinated, had gathered about the east- p; r ward window, where Helen Daunton y . crouched, unable to look again upon the C frightful spectacle. It was Ellis who cj 3 hurled aside the curtain, just as old <jj 3 Rorke, re-entering, sprang to the middle 0| of the hall. bi i "Come away, ma'aml For the love of ^ I God, miss, stand clear of that window! e: The poor divil's climbed to the top, and ^ the cannon powdher's in the tower." With a moan of despair, Helen burst m * through the group and toward the open rp > doorway, as though she herself would i hie to the rescue. Rorke, with one leap, ^ 3 regained the threshold and thrust her , back. ) "My God, can no one save him?" she w I cried. c, I "Save him, ma'am! It's sure death w ' to the man that dares to try it Any e, - moment it may blow up. They're rush- p, in clear of it now. The colonel's ordered them all back. No! God of hivin, a< some one's climbin the ladder now! 8. It's Captain Leale! Ob, don't let him, men! Dhrive him back! Oh, what use a) is it? Did man ever live that could turn Malcolm Leale from the duty he deemed his own?" And away rushed poor p Terry. Ellis sprang to her mother's side Q] inst as. to the accompaniment of a shriek from Kitty's lips, there came a doll roar, followed by a sadden thud and crash of falling timbers and the tj hoarse shoats of excited men. An in- ^ stant later, Ormsby, nearly breathless, leaped in at the door. "They'll have to bring him in here. Leale would have saved him if he had not jumped. Ellis, your mother must S( not see his face. Take her into the dress- c< ing room." ai "And why?" cried Ellis. "The lives ^ of our best and bravest have been risk- . 1 ed to sava that worthless life? This is a no place for him. He shall not be brought here." u "Hush," said Ormsby in a low, in- P tense tone. "In God's name, Ellis, a hush! The man on that litter is your mother's son, your own brother, Royle a Farrar. That is the secret I was guard- * ing for Helen Daunton, your brother's ai I wife." tl 3 A moment later as the women gatherj ed about Mrs. Farrar, obedient to Orms- f; f by's murmured injunction to keep her * f from seeing the face of the dying man m j lest it prove too severe a shock to her c weakened heart, the men came solemn- ^ ly, bearing a stretcher, on which lay the 3 blanket covered form, followed by a ? silent group of officers. The doctor sim- . . I frvnoViofi ttiA wrint.. cavfi nne eiance 1 f-J O c g. j into the scorched and blistered face, . j shook his head and drew the blanket ri > Kitty, sobbing, clnng to Willy's arm, w , their quarrel forgotten. Helen, who had P1 5 thrown herself almost hysterically upon , 3 her knees at the stretcher's side, turned j in added terror at the words of the colo- P1 nel, "Another patient doctor," for at 3 the instant, supported by Wayne and c< 3 others, Malcolm Lealo was Jed within c< j the doorway, a handkerchief pressed to P j his eyes. r "Ho got the full flash of that ex- 130 1 plosion in his face," murmured the old e] T soldier as the doctor met them. Then, 81 in the solemn presence of death, in the I hush and silence of the throng, Mrs. ; Farrar stepped forward and laid her 3 white hand gently, reverently upon the '* 1 lifeless breast 0 t ' 'Reckless and hardened he may have been," she said, "but somewhere, ~ 3 somewhere, I know a mother's heart is , yearning over him and a mother's lips C( ( are praying for the boy she loves." " 3 And so it happened that only one or 'e 1 two could hear the single, whispered ai 3 word with which the doctor turned to I /If,offer nno hriof Inftlr into 61 3 XiJB UUUiUlOXiUgA (WVM wuw W*AW* ?w?? ? n Malcolm's eyes. rJ 'Blind!" m * TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY. hi . ? tl . t8T A Pittsburg, Kan., man adver- w i tises his business thus: "Don't let ol j whisky get the best of you, for you m . can get the best of whisky at my p< 3 place." C pmttuumw parting. TO RESTRICT THE SALE. rohibition Committee Insues an Addreu to the People. Id accordance with the instructions F the Prohibition conference recently eld in this city the following address > the people has been issued : A mighty evil dominates the land, he state of South Carolina is in ague wit? this evil and every man, oman and child, by virtue of their tizenship, has been made a partner * i this crime of crimes and will so ;main until an open and avowed hoslity to the same by him or her has sen declared and every advantage iken to put this evil away. It is because of this that the recent ate conference of prohibitionists met i Columbia and organized themselves ito a society to be known as the Proibition League of South Carolina, and y resolution requested that the ex:utive committee prepare and issue an Idress to the Christian citizens of the T pit: ,aie. xn purbuuuueui una rewiuuuu, ie committee makes this address and ppeal in the name of God to the conjiences of our people : We Deed not here recount the magitude of the evil, how to deal with lis great question is the perplexing lought that engages the mind of the hristian patriot of today. It is a toral question and therefore addresses self with tremendous force to the linistry and lay membership of the hurch of Christ. Alas, we have been relax, our memers in many instances bave voted itb and patronized the traffic, became andsmen and rented warehouses to ie traffickers in human souls. Withit our ai4 the state would have been owerless to pass the law that resolved ' ereelf into a great barkeeper and her gricultural Hall into a state liquor iloon. Our resolutions at our conirences, associations and presbyteries efining the enormity of the evil of ie liquor traffic and the proper attiide of the church has fallen short of ie remedy. They have only shown ar inconsistency in failing to use our ilpits, our discipline and our organiitions solidly against the liquor devil. If, therefore, as a church or as a ti?n oimnlu mi* would repudiate the W1#VM w'-rv? " r ishonor brought upon us by the state F which we are citizens, there must a an open and declared hostility to le liquor traffic that means a war of rtermination, at least so far as selling for beverage purposes is concerned. This declaration must go beyond lere words, resolutions and such like, he church must organize on lines of pposition or use her present organizaon and discipline, and work actively gainst this demon that proves the reatest hindrance. Otherwise she ill by her silence and inactivity ic ease the measure of her complicity ith the state in this foul wrong and yentually be robbed of her spiritual ower. There are others without church filiations; their obligations and re)onsibilities are equally great. It is kewise their duty to be organized gainst this evil if they would be efictive in meeting their responsibility. We believe it is the will of God chat rohibition should be the watchword f those organized, and that prohibion should mean no compromise with ri\. The committee will seek to secure le passage, at the next session of the igislature, of an amendment to theresent laws of the state that will proihir. liminrs beiner sold for any purpose bher than medicinal, mechanical and jientific. They earnestly request the ^operation of all good men by prayer ad work to aid them in bringing to a jccessful issue the task before them, o the ministers of the Gospel especilly, do they extend the request for ieir invaluable aid by discoursing pon and otherwise laboring for the rohibition of the liquor traffic as only Ghristian minister can do. The committee will be charged with great burden involving many duties, hey will certainly need the encourgement and help of all who are with lem in this righteous war. (Signed) L. D. Childs, C. D. Stanley, ev. G. H. Waddell, T. J. Lamotte, . H. Hyatt, Rev. J. G. Dale, comlittee. Finding Where the Wind Is rom.?How many of our boys and iris know bow to bod tne direction f the wind ? Of course if it is blowtg a gale any one could tell. But lppose only a gentle breeze is stirng?hardly enough to make the fickle eathercock decide which way to oint?then what would you do? In such a case an old woodsman or unter will thrust one finger into his louth, wetting it well, and then hold up in the air. The side which feels jldest shows which direction the wind >mes from. The reason of this is lain. The more rapid movement of le air from one direction causes the loisture on that side of the finger to /anorate with greater rapidity, thus iving the sensation of coolness. Try and see. Tough on Gordon.?We learn from le Abbeville Medium that some friend General John B. Gordon, probably axious to get bim out of the "Old lory" waving business, has suggested im as president of the South Carolina allege. We agree with The Medium lat the present president of that colge is as good a man as it can get, ad that General Gordon is not at all tted for the place. We would, howfer, like to see the Confederate veteins vote General Gordon a sufficient ilary to make it unnecessary ^or iro to hawk. the sacred memories of^ _ te Confederacy for sale, or any longer ave Old Glory to the tearful delight F the alleged veterans at the north, iost of whom probably never smelled owder in their lives.?News and ourier.