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g*? I 1 jM&S^ , iStSMBSfe^SBB^^ ^Sft&3lKlEg5 # *V.* ': W f(cc& I* ?it answers ev / quirement?vim, M wholesomeness. % . It will satis Detnand t!ic genuine nicknames encouraj^ \ thscoc ATLANTA. Viencwr ( you see an Arrow Ihlak ^ ?( Coca-Cola. ^ - ? ~ i CHAPTER V. ft The Bird Behind Bars. A The most beautiful blue Irish eyes B to the' world gazed out at the dawn ^ft which turned night-blue into day-bine. and paled the stare. Rosal lay the un* -delating horizon, presently to burst in^^ft to living flame, transmuting the dull steel bars of the window into fairy gold, that trick of alchemy so futilely sought by man. There was a window at the north and another at the south, likewise barred; but the Irish eyes never sought these two. It was from the east window only that they could see the long white road that led to ^^^^^ft The nightingale was trulv caeeri. But the wild heart of the eagle beat in this nightingale's breast, and the eyes burned as fiercely toward the east as the east burned toward the wrest. Sunday and Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, today; and that the five dawns were singular In beauty and that she had never in her life before witnessed the creation of five days, one after another, made no impression upon her sense of . the beautiful, so delicate and receptive Ir ordinary times. She was conscious within her the cup of wrath was I^B^^^^^^Boverflowing. Of other things, such as ^^^^^^^^Hpating and sleeping and moying about her cage (more like an eagle lnthan a n<?hHn?U\ a ' WUt ICUV/O blunted her perception. >h, hot he shall pay, he shall pay!" murmured, striving to loosen ite with her small, white, helpless Is. The cry seemed to he an art* , tor through all tfceee fonr maday days she had vetoed it?now End deadly with hade, now full11* bWW?*WWW broken by 11 ery beverage revig^r, refreshment, COMPMY l jjt' ' iobs of despair. "Will you never i tome, bo that I may tell you how base md vile you are?" ahe further ad- 1 mm "Oh, but He ChalHPay, He 8hall Pay." wlih them the mchent he <came. But he came not Monday, nor Tuesday, nor Wednesday. .Tie suspense was to her mind diabolical. She began to'understand; he intended to keep her there till he was sur^ that her spirit was broken, then he would come. Break her spirit? She laughed wildly. Hn ronld hrpnU h*?r ?nli-u nr? mnro easily than she could W" lak these bars. To bring her to V?eilles upon an errand of mercy! he was capable of anything. She was not particularly distressed because she knew that it wd^ld not be possible for her to sing again until the following, winter In New York. She had sobbed too much, with her face burled in the pillow. Had thjpe sobs been born of weakness, all migftt have been - well; but rage had mothered mem, ana mug ner voice was in a very bad way. This morning she was noticeably hoarse, and there whs a break In the arietta. No, she dld\not fret over this aide of the calamity. The ting of it all lay In the fact that she had been outraged in the matter Iprlaal to eiM her Immediate to be avenged. Nora, aa she stood In the fall morning sunlight, was like to gladden the jjU of all mankind. flh'? -??- " _ MMW new WWlil* | ful, and all adjectives applicable would but serve to confuse rather than to embellish her physical excellence. She was as beautiful as a garden rose Is, Heeding no defense, no ramparts of cloying phrases. The day of poets is gone, otherwise she wpuld have been sung in cantos. She wae tall, shapely, deep-bosomed* fine-skinned. Critics, in praising her charms, delved into mythology and folk-lore for comparisons, until there wasn't a goddess left on Olympus or on Northland's icy capes; and when theee Images became a little shop-worp, referred to certain masterpieces of the old fellows who had left nothing more to be said .in oils. Nora enjoyed it all. She had not been happy in the selection of her stage name; but she had chosen Eleonora da Toscana because she believed there was good luck in it Once, long before the world knew of her, ehe had returned home from Italy unexpectedly. "Molly, here's Nora, from Tuscany!" her delighted father had cried; who at that time had a nebulous idea that Tuscany was somewhere in Ireland because it had a Celtic ring to it. Being filled with love of Italy, its tongue, its hiBtory, its physical beauty, she naively trans- ' lated "Nora from Tnscany" into Ital- 1 ian, and declared that when she went s upon the stage ehe would ho irn/w 1 by that name. There had" been some smiling aver the pseudonym; but ' Nora was Irish enough to cling to it. ! By and by the great music-loving pub- i lie ceased to concern itself about her i name; it was her fresh beauty and her wonderful voice they craved to see and hear. Kings and queens, em- C perors and empresses, princes and princesses?what Is called royalty and , nobility in the newspapers freely gave j her homage. Quite a rise in the world i for a little girl who had once lived in a shabby apartment in New York and j run barefooted on the wet asphalts, T summer nights! But Nora was not recalling the ( lappy scenes of her childhood; in- ( ieed, no; she was still threatening . Paris. Once there, she would not lack 'or reprisals. To have played on her pity! To have made a lure of her ender concern for the unfortunate! | toHMWuld sh^J^gatafuCh baflW ^^^^^^^HH^^^^PPPHrabeenT y HP^S^Rrthongffiulness to all I ith whom she had come in contact. i J ut from now on! . . Her fin- j. < bio VI^ULVUCU 1VIUUU IUC iiaio. one light have posed as Dido when she arned that the noble Aeneas was ead. War, war; woe to the moths who uttered about her head hereafter! Ah, but had she been happy? Her ands 6lid down the bars. Her exression changed. The mouth drooped, tie eagle-light in her eyes dimmed, 'rom out the bright morning, somewhere, had come weariness, and with his came weakness, und finally, tears. She heard the key turn in the lock, 'hey had never come so early before. >he was astonished to see that her ailer did not close the door as usual, -le put down the breakfast tray on the able. There was tea and toast and ruit. "Mademoiselle, there has been a ter- I ihle miKtnke " Rntrl the mr>n hnmhlv I "Ah! So you have found that out?" " she cried. "Yes. You are not the person for whom this room was Intended." Which j was ^ialf a truth and perfectly true, paradoxical as it may seem. "Eat your breakfast in peace. You are free, mademoiselle." "Free? You will not hinder me if 1 walk through that door?" "No, mademoiselle. On the contrary. 1 shall be very glad, and so will ( my brother, who guards you at night. I repeat, there has been a frightful mistake. Monsieur Champeaux . . ." "Monsieur Champeaux?" Nora was bewildered. She had never heard this name before. "He calls himself that," was the diplomatic answer., All Nora's eusplclons took firm ground again. "Will you describe this Monsieur Champeaux to me?" asked the actresB coming into life. "He is short, dark, and old, mademoiselle." "Ra,ther is he not tall, blond and voung?" ironically. The jailer concealed what annoyance he felt. In his way he was Just as capable an actor as she was. The accuracy of her description startled him; for the affair had been carried out so adroitly that he had been positive that until her real captor apI ohe Ho In [ dark regarding his identity. And bere she had hit it off In less than a dozen words. Oh, well; It did not matter now. She might try to make it unpleasant for his employer, but he doubted the ultimate success of her attempts. However, the matter was at an pnd as far as he was concerned. "Hare you thought what this means T rJon. It Is a crime you have pwntshable by lO?l?Wi 1 . ii a VHEE! NO SPRING FEVE Oil Vonderful ROOT JUICE C Tired, Lazy, "All-in" Fee < Builds You Up. Fine Guararn Now'b the time to give your body E s well as your house a good, old- p ishionad reuova?ing from top to bot- 11 -om. You need It, tnd need it badly. Svefybody does. fou've been storng up filth and mpurl.les all win er and your whole {[ system is clog- "d \>f ap. Your blood is ^>| hick and impure; //% ,our stomach, liv- f t, bowels and J Sidneys are half ' A I V lsleep. No wonder -yyvA jLfo, you feel lazy and WJJL.^ , _4a'f> \ tired and "good- Wt for-nothing." a Get a few doses (T 1 \ ft .? of ROOT JUICE in W\L to you?that gtand new tonic made of Nature's own ras- , _ tora.ives?and sea "That HOOT JflCE What In n. n ,? ? ?. o III?rM Thin? r v .. o. n? "? i'ou'll think Nature has in some mi- y< raculous way given you a brand new in set of vital organs, and you'll feel fc better than you've felt for months. a< Glory, what a difference it wll make! No more lazy feeling, no more lc rather-go-to-sleep-than-work feeling, sc iou'll get up in the morning rested, J! jtight-eyed, clear-brained and ready it Tor everything. And remember tais: y< - ? cc "I have been mademoiselle's jailer, not her abductor. And when one is dt poor and in need of money!" He shrugged "I will give you a thousand francs fr "or the name and address of the man who instigated this outrage." p( Ah, he thought; then she wasn't so aB lure? "I told you the name, mademoi- uc telle. As for his address, I dare not gj. //r^W3i s y ^ blc Have You Thought What This Means? {Jri It Is Abduction!" sal sa* ?ive it, not for ten thousand franco. hQ iesides, I have said that there has Qg jeen a mistake." . "For whom have I been mistaken?" "Who but Monsieur Champeaux's gc Rife, mademoiselle, who is not in her tQi right mind?" with Inimitable sadness. . "Very well," said Nora. "You say 1 that I am free. That le all I want, th freedom." Plr "In twenty minutes the electric tram ai leaves for Paris. You will recall, tl mademoiselle," humbly, "that we have hi taken nothing belonging to you. You ir have your purse and hat and cloak, ai The struggle was most unfortunate, tr Rut, think, mademoiselle, think; we a; thought you to be insane!" w "Permit me to doubt that! And you w are not afraid to let me go?" C; "Not in the l';ast, mademoiselle. A jr mistake has been made, and in telling t< you to go at once, we do our best to d rectify this mistake. It is only five tl rn'iUJtes to the tram. A carriage is at j, the door. Will mademoiselle be pleased 4 trt rompmhor that an have treated her n with the utmost courtesy?" h "I shall remember everything," ^ ominously. n "Very good, mademoiselle. You will 0 be In Paris before nine." With this he bowed and backed out of the room as though Nora had suddenly made a j distinct ascension In the| scale of lm- c portance. "Wait!" she called. j His face appeared in the doorway f again. , "Do you know who I am?" l "Since this morning, mademoiselle." "That la all." . Free! Her veins tingled (wlth ftrtags exultation. He had lost his , it A A |J^ I siH. 55* . " > i r i ... . A BAD BLOOD THIS YEA9 )uickly Overcomes ling, Cleans the Blood^'flH for Old Folk, too. LOOTJUICE cleor.B out ftfce bloc^^^H urifl.is it, stirs iii> that lazy v'er, kidney and bowel action, npw sLnam tones nerves, ?tv<^| H new force andVl^^^H fiw e a S H j smoothly Hm it^ H PWW ROOT J U 'M wnr) can ^ huri an)^^^R| wonderful w nation of -j the oldest % most reliable t etable mcdljH^Bh do Was Surely than ion. Father.* ever iur You'll see a 1 i two or three days. I >r rheumatism, kidney troum^^BH ;hes an dstomach troubles y^H^H Get some right off a,nd try it. lW x t any scheming druggist paliifW' *" miething- else on you. Get ROfl unjEJ, because it's guaranteed 4 *8 got td give results. You can jur money bafclc If you want It. tnsequences. Free! Monsieur Cj^M ;aux indeed! Cowardice waa 1 ] ivelopment in his character. ' . ten afraid to come. She dr^^H^ a. but did not touch the^^^^V ult. There would be breakfast when hands she on her greatly concerned le up her sped out Into the a awaited her. ? I t panicularrlsag^^PPi^^^^H^H r. A gray wig canVoff. the lj^^H^^H y side whiskers, Joe bushy brows, revealing a clever face^^^^^^^^H re than thirty, cunning, but hupM^^^^^I ily cunning and anything but lly. The painted scar aslant le was also v obliterated. ite the man thrust Xhe evidences guise into a traveling bag. ran heri^^^HB 1 there through the rooms, all bar^^^^^H 1 unfurnished save the one with.th^^^^^H s and the kitchen, which containe^^^H^B :> cots and some booking utensi^^^^^^H thing of importance had been lind. locked the door and the to the Place ching the tram to Paris by a n a minute. Ml vftry' well done. She would Paris 'k."fore the police made any fl finite move: The one thinglhat dls- H bed him w&s the thought of the V tckhead of a chauffeur* who had got jnk before his . return from Ver- jl files. If he talked** well, he could '^J v nothing beyond the fact that he uJ d deposited the 3inger aTVdh^ipuse directed. He knew posiHfei^^^j^^ i ut; iimu iHu.siit'ii ooitiy. a nd frar.cs apicco for him and inc. und no possible chanca of j 3 discovered. Let the police flndi le house In Versailles; let them! ace whatever pat as they found; the! rent would tell them, and honestly,1 lat an aged man had rented the. Duse for a njonth and had paid him i advance. What more could the gent say? Only one bit of puzzl6* tent: why hadn't the blond stranger ppeared? vvno was ne, in iruin, hat had been his game? All thla^^^H aiting and wondering, and then a. urt telegram of the night before, saylg, "Release her." So much the bet- ^B sr. What his employer's motives were id not interest him half so much a# flj lie fact that he had a thousand francs iH i his pocket, and that all element or anger had been done away with- / ' , 'rue, the singer herself would move- j eaven and earth to And out who bad J een back of the abduction. Let her ^ lake her accusations. He was out fl f It ' fl 0 0 "Mademoiselle," said the great p?? Iceman soberly, "this Is a grave ac- -/m usation to make." jM "I make it, nevertheless," replied 4ora. She eat stiffly In her chair, her -J^H ace colorless, dark circles under her' syes. She never looked toward Conrt- fl| "Bat Monslear Coartlandt has of'ered an alibi such as we cannot Ir^H lore. More than that, his in*egrlty|^^H S lH?il for by the gantleoBA