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BARNWELL SENTINEL, BARNWELL, S. C PAGE 2 f Though his attack was, wild vigor of .his blows almost beat do* my inari jit last a random blow of mine 'swept the weapon from ~hl» feeble old band and sent It whirling down the cataract Into the lni/e below. THE iTCMEN JN DAINTY Then he TtfrtH at/my -tfirtmt,/and It wjis fqrjAnate that there wirsYirin rock Instead of slippery Ice beneath us. or iye should both have followed tfie »Wrd. /•-—■- ■ ■— . “Calm your*e.L£^for heaven’s“snke,^ monsieur!” I gaspetm^I gained a md •meritary advantage ovjer him, "Don’t you know me? I am your friend. 1 want to save you !*J- ' "You shhll not take me! I have done nothing! It was yeark ago! Let me go! Let me go!" he screamed, i lie lias' respect for other tnen. A.Iiate’ef their clime or creed He hilts mankind as brothers when They -catne. to ..him in m-ed J He .measures all men by their worth, ’■And meets them on the sod As brothers of a, common birth. Alt'chlldren of q»e God. ■ >|» — Francis'Smith, COMPANY GOOO THINGS For a "company lundjCon creamed codfish amt potato-.served In .baked ’tscd him for a moment, hoping pofato shell is both that bis disordered brain would calm enough for him to recognize me and that, when be saw my motives were peaceful he would grow quiet. .. *|V Hut suddenly, with a final howl, h* sprang past me, sweeping me against the wall, and Heaped out on the ledge. I held m.v breath. I expected to see him stagger to his death below. Rut he stood motionless In the middle of" the little plotform and stretched out his arms toward, the raging torrent os though.In Invocation. Then he leaped across with the agility of a wild sheep • and rushed on Into the tunnel be yond. ‘ ■ I started hack, keeping this time to the right slde^-of the tunnel, until I heard the gurgling of the brook. Then I heard Jacqueline’s footstep. "Who Is it?” she called wildly. "M. Ilewlettl^My father!” I caught her as she-.ss.ayad toward me. "He bus gone Jacqueline," I said. i "I went Into the tunnel to try to find victor Rousseau Copyright W. O. ChapmM wholesome^ if i s I creamed codfish as ~ l >,,tntoes ' <uf theih move the potato. Elfish with - butter a little cream and seasoning. 1’ut a tablespoonful of tin? codfish in tin* shell. Add some of the potato, brush the top with egg and s£t Into the oven to. brown. Garnish with a spring of parsley. Lettuce Salad With Cheese Bails.— Make halls of seasoned cream or cot tage cheese. Roll some m—chopped ehivej? and some in nuts. Dispose In nests of head lettuce and serve with was completely sealed, and we four , stood und looked breathlessly at’one another within .what might have been a cenotaph. — c The chamber Seemed at One time to have’been prepared for such a con tingency ns’ had ♦occurred, for there were wool rugs on the 'stone floor, though they had rotted and partly dis integrated froth the dampness. "M. Duehalne, he make this place In case gov’ment' come take him,” ex plained Pierre as he-placed the rugs. "No can And, no can break down stone door. Other way Simon not know—only m’sleur and me. Old Carl- Ham he come that wa^; he see you tied arid know It time to come here. Soon time to kill Simon come as well.” "When, In heaven’s name, will It come?” I cried. - .“Come soonr^' nis dlable telPme,” CHAPTER XVIII. • — —13— The Hidden Chamber. Simon turned just fn time. The wheel went crashing to the floor and bounded and rebounded out of the room and along, the little hall, Phil ippe jumped in terror from the plac'e where he crouched— And then the last strand broke and I was free to slip the cords from my limbs. "You old fool !"*-screamed Leroux, catching Duehalne by the wrists. Rut Charles Duehalne possessed the strength of a madman. He jrrasped Leroux round the waist and clung to him and would not he shaken off. “Kill him!” he screamed. "He Is a apy! He has come to betray me to the government!” What followed was the work of a moment. I saw Jacqueline fmtl down both broadswords frog) the wall, She flung one down beside iffV* JlisfTis I was staggering to my feet Leroux shook” off the old man at last. He turned on me. 1 swung the sword aloft and brought it down upon his skull. Heaven knows I struck to kill; hut my wrist was feeble from the ropes, and the blade fell flat. It drew no blood, but Leroux • dropped use IT etrlcken ox upon tl»e floor. “This way!" gasped the old man. He polled at Jacqueline’s ariij, and hulf led and half dragged her through the open door behind hLs chair, I fol lowing. Lacroix sprang into the room, calling, hut whether to us or to the other ruffians 1 did not know. Leroux sat up and looked about him, dazed and bewildered. Then I was In the little room with Jacqueline and Duehalne, and he turned and bolted the door behind vfs. He seemed possessed; of all the strength and decision of youth again. When I stood there before the room had been as dark as pitch, but now a Another aTTractive cheese salad may he prepared ns’follows: Pse one of, , flu* little revolving Ice-cream cones Used In serving cream. Rub the in/ side with offofe- oil. line the mold with A cream cheese, mixed with cream to ) make It of the right consistency. Fill with chopped, suited celery mixed • with a lit^Je-e-uiuxonmtlse. Carefully turn out on u lettuce leaf. ^ Grape Bavarian Cream.;—Soak one- t third of a .jmekage of granulated gelatine in cold water to cover.. IV- • solve over hot water.’then add one pint of grape {nice sweetened to taste. Place in lee water and stir. As the mixture thickens, stir into it <rm and one-lmTf cupfuls of cream whipped. I -t..f.meorale the .sides and Imttmn of a i mold with dp! I (‘ almonds. dipping'each answered Pierre Caribou go now," he announced. ‘To morrow' I con?* for you, take all through tunnel. You stay here tlH I all sleep till morning". The average woman may have--little use for very elaborate negligees, but for daintiness, loveliness ou color and simplicity she has an instinctive long ing. These always appeal to her and specialists in the manufacture of ^neg ligees . undersialul this—so that the hulk of their out [tut combines just come; "I will go with you, Pierre,” T said, still under my obsession. Rut he l»ld his henvv hand tipon my arm and pushed me away. ' “You no kill Simon,” ..-he answered. "Why you po kill him again,,-when you -have- When time come diable tell old Cari bou: You sleep now. I. go for take my woman and gal safe through tun nel to place I know. When my woman nnd _gnl safe I come hack to_ rn’sleur and nia’m’selle." I lay down. The silence was loneli ness Itself, aqd not rendered less lonely by the occasional cries pf the old man and tire drip, drip of water. I could not see anything, and Jacque line might have been a woman of stone, for she made not the least move ment. AT last I spoke to her. "Jacquelliye!” - ^ •' I heard her start, and? knew that she had raised her head and was looking that includes a very wide variety of garment^—Itispip 1 * 1 by the garb—of many peoples—for it is in the. seclu sion of home that women may indulge themselves in ttye fanciful. Japan ami Cldna contribute much and we have Interpreted flieir ideas to suit our selves besides'*buying generously of their productions. France is hn ex haustless source of inspiration nnd ive use its'wonderful creations all the time; adopting and adapting ideas ac cording to bur okvn needs. Our needs demand at least ten neg ligees that are simple and pretty, daintily made In lovelj- colors, to one ver was to slip into. Over • it i> a shbrt'-kimono-li-fcr^Jacket— -over garment—with seal.oped buttonholed \lth embroidery nd smalKjipravs of eTTTfiroidered s scattered over it. It could Wash the grapes then dip in egg white, then in granulated sugar. Ar- rattge on grape foliage with the cream in the. center of a large chop plate. Rings of shapely tnuskmehtfi. with tile rind removed, filled with’ ice cream garnished with preserved ginger, with a hit' of the sauce for each, makes a most delectable dessert. Happiness is a, normal and ( natural condition and something is radically wrong with every life where it doesn’t rbw? -Toward the bbTtnm. It has ther effect of a long coat with ribbon that ties across--the front below the waist line. To confine It. hut this is a one- piece neglig, e easy to get into and ns- pretty ns any bite can ask for. Autumn brides "{t ill he Interested in these fine examples of American designing and so will every other wonian who bus eyes to see them. flicker of light was at the far end thnt Is elaborate ■play—a4—lv;.wl—a—predominating -part, after me. I crawled toward her, drag- A voice cried: "M’sleur! M’sleur! I have not for gotten thee!” It was Pierre Caribou., I saw his figure silhouetted against the light of the flaring caudle which hei held In bis hand. Duehalne had placed ope arm about bis daughter’s waist” and was urging ber along. But she stopped and looked back to ipe. I saw she held one broadsword in her hand, as I held the other. "Come, monsieur!’’ she gasped. "I am going hack,” I answered, fumbling for the bolt Duehalne had drawn. f'No! We are safe Inside. It Is a secret room. My fatlier made it in the first days of his sojourn here in Such life fails'also In performing its duty towards its neighbor as it should perform 'it.—Ralph Waldo Trine. Mrtrning jackets and coats of taffeta silk In gay colors, to he worn with lace-trimmed petticoats are popular, heenuse they embody the things we like best, and negligees of the char- acter of the two shown here are In constant demand. All these appear in glng my blanket after me. I felt In the darkness for the place where I knew her hand must be and took It In mine. - • "Jacqueline!” Ijsnld again. "Ah, M. Hewlett”—the weariness In her voice went to my heart—"It might have been so different—If—” "If what, Jacqueline?” "If there had not been the bloqd of a dead man between us,” she moaned. He Struck at Me the way. He- had been feigning sleep ami he crept after me. I tried to stop EAST INDIAN CURRIED DISHES In spite of its high seasoning, people who have acquired the taste for curry r enjoy It at any season. Although 1 "'currv powder is not expensive when r purchased, one may pre- I pare it at home and he sure of Its purity. Ir 'll Take one ounce each of turmeric, coriander j^B'TGrlgl seed,.white ginger, nub - . ---ineg, mace and cayenne. 'Pound till Together in a mortar end sift through a fine sieve 1 ; bottle and thought It hest to let him go. JJe rah on into the tunnel- 4 —” "We must find him,” she said. "He will come back, Jacqueline.” "He will never come back!” she an swered. "He must have been planning Hats That Interpret~ Autumn If—you—had not—killed film!” Her words were a revelation to me, for X learned that she"bad mercifully been spared the full remembrance of what had happened In the Tenth street apartment. She thonght that It was I who had killed Louis d’Epernay. how could I deny tills, when to so would fit*' to bring to her mlnd-f,Ul.o may be hiding somewhere. We must search for him)." “Let us go; then, Jacqueline, “I an swered. ’ I led her hack Into the tunnel on what was to J^e, 1 hoped, our-flnal jour ney. We reach* (ftTitHi dge. The star had faded nAw, and the whole sky knowledge of her own dreadful guiltT red’ clouds of was dawn At length I saw daylight ahead of me—nnd "there was no sound of the The hours wore away, and we three lay there, two waiting and one dream ing of the'old days of youth, no doubt. I tried to light the candle to see the qqired. I-or chicken curry cover the <-hi*-*k< n with hoilitlg. water, adding two large onions and a bouquet of herbs. Simmer gently for an hour and a quar- 7er~*Tr"n till I-- rhr—dt i <■ 1 * > ut-- is-4^mlur,UTL. moving nil fot ’as' it "rises. Add two tnblespoonfuls of tlptir to tin- same 'amount of fat, mix until*well blended i iivd stir into t!i<* chicken bn/lhr AilH I teaspiMmfuk or more-if partial to the astc, of curryv-powder. This should i|c uilxt'd with die TLuur and fat. Beat the yolks of three eggs, stir Into the gravv carefully, aild salt together with the juice of I'm 1 f a lejnon. Heat" li-ut do not hoik j Pour over Lla* amTeken nnd arrstiigeitiround lt^a_horiler of rice. East iqdiarv Curry. Slice due onion and'fry in butter: Soak.a slice of bread in milk, gra'te six VwWtjjlmonds, add, with two wcll-heaten «‘ggs, one-half cupful of milk, one-half pound of minced meat, one tablespoonful of hut: ter and one tablespoonful .of curry. Grease a baking <ysh with .butter, nth with lemon Juice, Vnjt, put in^the. mix ture nnd bake. Serve with boiled rice. iCIurry of Mutton.*—Fry lone large onion chopped fin* 1 in two (nhlespooft- fuls of butter. Mix one tablespoonful bf curry powder, one tenspoonfu! of salt, one taldesp’JiontuLof flour and stir Into the butter'and onion. Add grnd- Cut two tocrehts, I left JacqueilnFTTf tlib eau? for he fetv moments and went Into thu-wmall- i-r on<» tVeilT* ny, "where I had seen the provisions on the preceding days. I found a small box of hard biscuit, WKh whlch I stuffed tin 4 pockets of my coat, and, happier shl-I, a, stnall re volver and some cartridges, to which -Ijholpeu myself lllierally. ^ Vheii I went bnek-to-Jaequellne, “JaetpfPlinp,” I said, "let us go OR Perhaps your fatlwr-U^on his way out side the tujnneL” v "We. cannot gtrxvithout my father,” she answered, shaking her nead in.de termination. j "Jac|quellne,” I snfd, “if we can find your father you will’ cortte With inhi Because it has occurred to me,” I went on, "that if he had come this wayrhls footprints would be in, the mud be ing across the cave, nnd when I searched for my matches I found that the box was empty. " '"V It seemed an eternity--since we had come there.- It is one thing t<> wait for dawn, and quite another tiling to wait where dawn will never connf. I resolved to follbw tli(> exit for a little distance to see whither it led. iw+d If I eoiihl discover the. light of ■'-HSJqJ.jook my sword and sallied out through the passage in t'ftq. cliff. ^ I lMid'\phly proceeded, a few'-, ?*tufis when the air grew cold and sweet. And before I had traversed two hqn- dred yards I saw a dim Hjpht In the distance. Tills was no candle light hut that bf day.’ So I had endured alf air but a short distance away! As I advanced I fancied that I heard the soft pattering of feet behind me. I halted and listened' tntently. I x crouched against the wall and waited: Hut I heard nothing now except the distant 'roufinff-of the cataracts. How sweet they sounded now! side the stream. It would take nr hour^or two for them to fill up again So perhaps he did not come this far^ but Is hiding in some cave In the tun nel through which w&Tam?: - Will you wait for me here while I go back and search?” She nodded and I went hack intoi that interminable tunnel again. If, * m all the varied styles in mil- most beautiful, Sometimes the color# linery, there Ls a single point in com- are like those of nature and often mon, It is that fair hats-interpret the thcy^_uxe entirely diff erent. *~*BoSide» s^sofcj*’’Kheyjire rich, brilliant, gen E r tl.io grapes a generous Vttnmer ha£"al> erously trimmed, many of ftiem sup- lowed this rich turban a'bow of nar- erh and unusual, and they are refined, rovy gold ribboft near the back. * Three'uItFa ; smnrt examples pictured I»_A Imt and a veil of equal iinpor* itwthe group above may have been se- i tatjee/at the left of the group, is to he lected as exnonents of the mode- hut <lat?s«-<j :nn<*ng the nuusiml and nlpaa^ I Struck to Kill I listened Intent#; leaning against uallv .one pint pf stock case he were pursued, and'none nut Pierre and he knew_ th£_ secret. Ah, come, monsieur the wan and facing backward, holdlhg (Tty•fSR rONTINT*KDTJ Try a Betel-Nut. come * But I meant to kIH.L«eroux and still felt for the bolt. ... ’ As I fumbled there, the door spTlh- tered suddenly and Jacqueline cried out. Then I yielded reluctantly to Jacqu^ line’s soft violence^ I $pJ|low>d her through the dark chatjiemmder an archway.of stone, and tqrougti n wind ing passage In thej rockiy Pierre’s candle flickered before us, und in an other moment We had squeezed through a narrow opening into a cham ber In the cliff. tne ground were five or six largo atones and Plena began to fit the aperture thiough wbh.li sat had passed. In a mint t* the place add them to the sauce and simmer until tender. Pln^p the meat on a hot | dish anil arrange a border of rice ; .around tint rneoL i • Curried Eggs.—Cook six eggs TTntIK hard, remove the siieHs'twui cut In" halves. Fry~a teaspiwmfuL of .onion In fi tahtespoonful of httttqr.' vidd oq**’ tahlespoonffll of cornstarch or two of % with half a tablespoonful of curry , powder. Pour over slowly one and ".one-half cupfuls of st«>cl(. cream or inllki add salt, dimmer tlh the onions are soft, then add -the eggs Serve In a shallow '‘T , ' 4r Tt 4 TlhT-one Wars Instead of offering cigars nnd clg In a’ tunnel, .und satisfied” hTltrst that arets. In Persiij one Is offered a betel T had been the victim of Uff 'over- nut.—Everyone carries a supply of wrought 1 Imagination I pursued my them In neat little Ivory boxes, no? course. But I had not gbne six paces unlike the snuff-boxes of outdances- before I heacd a scream that still tors. The betel-nut is a narcotic, In rings In my ears today, and a shadow. lt^ effects not unlike tpbacco, but It sprang out of the darkness and rushed Is niifD more harmful. Those wh« at me? It was old Charles Duehalne.- chew It sniffer from. Inflamed- gums His white hair streamed behind him; and they generally lose their teeth his face bore an expression of Indelible The betel species of cllrabln* horror and rage, apd. to his hand he plant, with a leaf not onllke Ivy., It held the other swonl. - . yields a crop of nuts, which are ground lie struck at me. a great, sweeping to a powder; this ls mixed with • nrougnt down over the veil at the front, hack ntwfsFm*^-YeiU^ipi hats have had their ‘fortunes cast together on timpy.TfciaWit this falf, where each fall without the other, but to gather, they make a success. Simmer until -hot > * *> I SAM //'rt' ' m/m