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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
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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
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