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|NG i X?X,X-XvX\vXvX-X,X-X*X\vXvXS<vXvXvXv>XvX*Xi THE MUTINEER. Synopsis.?Dyck Calhoun, gifted young Irish Gentleman of the time of the French and American revolutions, meets Sheila Llyn, seventeen-year-old girl visiting In the neghborhood. They are mutually attracted. Sheila never knew her dissipated father, Errls Boyne, her mother having divorced him. In Dublin Leonard Mallow and Dyck fight with swords and Dyck Is victor. Errls Boyne, secretly In French employ, gets Dyck drunk and tries to persuade him to Join In revolt agaipst England. They quarrel. .While Dyck 13 overcome with drugged wine, Boyne's second wlfo enters the room and stabs her faithless husband to the heart Dyck 1b arrested on a charge of murder. He does not know If he killed Boyne or not. Sheila begs her mother to go to Dublin with t her to help Dyck. Mrs. Llyn opposes the Idea. A letter from Mrs. Llyn's wealthy brother in America decides them to go and live with him. Dyck refuses to enter any plea except "No Defense." He might have escaped by revealing Boyne's treachery but refuses on Sheila's account. He Is sent to prison for eight years. Sheila writes Dyck, assuring him of her i belief in his innocence. Released a.'.'ter serving four years, Dyck finds h.mself destitute, his father dead. In London Dyck receives a letter from Sheila inviting him to come to America and sending money for the voyage. He feels he cannot In honor go to her. Dyck joins the British navy as an enlisted man. Bad conditions in the fleet result In mutiny. Dyck, joining the mutineers, Is chosen by them to command the ship, the Ariadne. Dissatisfied with the conduct of the other ships' crews, Dyck breaks with them and sails the Ariadne to I tho Wast InrilBa He arrives In time to tu^n the tide of victory In a battle between the French and English fleets. t =0 (CHAPTER XI?Continued.) ?7? Qn the deck of the Beatitude, Dyck looked into the eyes of Cntpaln Ivy. He saluted; but the captain held out a friendly bund. "You're a mutineer, Calhoun, but your ship has given us the victory. I'di like to shake hands with the man that's done so good a stroke for England." A queer smile played itbout Calhoun's lips. "I've brought,the Ariadne back to the fleet. Captain Ivy. The men have fought as well as men evet did since Britain had a navy. I've brought her > back to the king's fleet to be pardoned." , "But you must be placed under arrest, Calhoun. Those are the orders?? that wherever the Ariadne should be found she should be seized, and that ycu should be tried by court-martial." Dyck nodded. "I understand. When did you get word?" "..vbout forty-eight hours ago. The king's mall came bv a fast frigate." "We took our time, tut we came straight from the channel to find this fleet. At the mouth of the Thames we I were determined to find it, and to fight i with it?and by good luck so we have \ doue." " v "Let me take you to the admiral," said Captain Ivy. He walked beside Dyck to the admiral's cabin. "You've made a terrible mess of th'.ngs, Calhoun, but you've put a lot right today." he said at the entrance to a v i x\; 1J "Mr. D/ck Calhoun of the Ariadne, Sir." the cabin. "Toll me one thing honest- [ ly before we part now?did you kill Ervis lloyne?" I?yck looked at him long and hard. "I don't know?on my honor I don't know ! I don't remember?I was drunk ?.nd drugged." "Calhoun, I don't believe you did; but if you did, you've paid the price? and the price of mutiny, too." in the ciettr blue eyes of Captain Ivy there i vr.s a look of friendliness. "I notice you don't wear uniform, Calhoun,' he I iddt-d. "1 mean a captain's uniform." j Dyck smiled. ''1 never have." The next moment the door of the admiral's cabin was opened. "Mr. Dyck Calhoun of the Ariadue, sir," said Captain Ivy. CHAPTER XII. The Admiral Has His Say. The admiral's face was naturally vigorous and cheerful, but. as he looked at Dyck Calhoun, a steely hardness cauie into it, and gave a cynical twist 1 ? DE By GILBER' Author of "The Seats of the M to the lips. He was a short man, and i spare, but his hearing had dignity and I every motion significance. l He had had his high moment with ] the French admiral, had given his com- 1 mauds to the fleet and had arranged i the disposition of the captured French ships. He was in good spirits, and the ; wreckage In the fleet seemed not to i shake his nerve, for he had lost In men . far less than the enemy, and had cap-' i tured rnayy ships?a good day's work, due finally to the man In sailor's 1 clothes standing there with Captain ] Ivy. The ndmlrul took In the dress of Calhoun at a glance?the trousers of ] blue cloth, the sheath-knlfe belt, the ! stockings of white silk, the loose, un- 1 starched collar, the fine black silk ! handkerchief at the throat, the waistcoat of red kerseymere, the shoes like ] dancing pumps, and the short, round 1 blue Jacket, with the flat gold buttons 1 ?a seaman complete. He smiled broad- i ly; he liked this mutineer and ex-convict. I "Captain Calhtoun, eh!" he remarked i mockingly. "Well, yoy've played a 1 strong gurae, and you've plunged us Into great difficulty." 1 Dyck did not lose his opportunity. I "Happily I've done what I planned to i do when we left the Thames, admiral," < he said. "Wo came to get the chance i of doing what, by favor of fate, we have accomplished. Now, sir, as I'm i under arrest, und the ship which I controlled has done good sen-Ice, may ] I beg that the Ariadne's personnel shall i have amnesty, and that 1 alone be i made to pay?If that must be?for the I mutiny at the Nore?" 1 The admiral nbdded. "We know of i your breaking away from the mutinous ' fleet, and of their firing on you as you ) passed, and that is in your favor. I < can also say this: That bringing the i ship here was- masterly work, for I i understand there were no officers on the Ariadne. She always had the reputation of being one of thfe best-trained ships In the navy, and she has splendidly upheld that reputation. How did you manage It. Mr. Calhoun?" 1 Dyck briefly told how the lieu- ' tenants were made, and how he him- ] self had been enormously indebted to l Greenock, the master or tne snip. The admiral smiled sourly. "I have little power until I get instructions from the admiralty, and that wiJl take some time. Meanwhile, the Ariadne shall go on as she is, and as If she were?and had beeH from the first?a member of my own squadron." Dyck bowed, explained what reforms he had created in the food and provisions of the Ariadne, and expressed a hope that nothing should be altered. He declared the ship had proved herself, chiefly because of his reforms. "Besides, she's been badly hammered. She's got great numbers of wounded and deaa, and for many a day the men will be busy with repnirs." "For a man without naval experience. for a mutineer, an ex-convict and a usurper, you've done quite well, Mr. Calhoun; but my instructions were, if you fell Into my hands, to try you and hang you." At this point Captain Ivy Intervened. "Sir," he said, "the instructions you received were general. They could not anticipate the special service which the Ariadne has rendered to the king's tleet. I have known Mr. Calhoun; I have visited at his father's house; I was with him on his journey to Dublin, which was the beginning of his had luck. I would beg of you, sir, to give Mr. Calhoun bis parole on sea and land until word comes from the admiralty as to what. In the circumstances, his fate shall be." "To be kept on the Beatitude on parole!" exclaimed the admiral. "Land or sea, Captain Ivy eaid. I'm as well born as any man in the king's fleet,"'declared Dyck. "I've as clean a record as any otlicer In his majesty's navy, save for the dark fact that I was put in prison for killing i man; 1 and I will say here, in the secrecy of 1 an admiral's cabin, that the man I killed?or was supposed to kill?was a traitor. If I did kill him, lie deserved death by whatever hand it came. I care not what you do with me"?his hands clenched, his shoulders drew up, 1 ids eyes blackened with the dark fire of Ids soul?"whether you put me on parole, or try me by court-martial, or 1 hang me from the yard-arm. I've done a piece of work of which I'm not ashamed. I've brought a mutinous ship , out of mutiny, sailed her down the sens for many weeks, disciplined her, drilled her, trained her, fought her; ] helped to give the admiral of tie West Indian squadron bis victory. If I'm ' put ashore tit Jamaica, I'll keep my ' parole; if I stay a prisoner here, I'll 1 ^orola If 7'vu rnn ivcrjl lll%* I'UHMC, AI * m'ln ,1 vu s?v? ?- . ice, admiral. bo sure of tills, it was done with clear intent. My object was to save the men wlm. having mutinied 1 and fled from admiralty control, are subject to capital punishment." "Your thinking came late. You should have thought before you mutinied," was the sharp reply. "As a common sailor I acted on my ! conscience, and what we asked for the admiralty has granted. Only by mutiny did the admiralty yield to our tie mands. What 1 did I would do again! We took our risks in the Thames against the guns that were leveled at 1 us; we've taken our risks down here against the French to help save your 1 squadron, and we've done It. The men ' have done it, because they've been loyal to the flag, and from first to last 1 set to make the admiralty and the peo- i pie know they have rights which must l>e cherished. If all your men were as faithful to the crown as are.the men i on'the Ariadne, then they deserve well i of tlie kintr. Hut will you put for me 011 paper the written word that every man now aboard the Ariadne shall be : held guiltless in the eyes of the ad- j i ^ . j FEb r PARKER ighty," "The Right of Way" i rniral of this fleet; that the present officers shall remain officers, that the reforms, I have made shall become permanent? For myself, I care not; but for the men who have fought under me, I want their amnesty. And I want Michael Clones to 'be kept with me, md Greenock, the master, and Ferens, the purser, to be kept where they are. Admiral, I think you know my demands are just. Over there on the Ariadne are a hundred and fifty wounded at least, and fifty have been killed. Let the living not suffer." There was something so set In Dyck's voice that the admiral had a sudden revulsion against him, yet, after a moment of thought, he made a sign to Captain Ivy. Then he dictated the terms wnicn Dyck had asked, except those concerning the reforms he had made, which was not in his power to do, save for the present. When the document had been signed t)y the admiral, Dyck read the contents aloud. It embodied nearly all tie had asked. "Now, I ask permission fot1 one more thing only, sir?for the new captain of the Ariadne to go with me to her, and there I will rbad this paper to the crew. I will give a copy of It to the new captain, whoever he may be." The admiral stood for a moment In thought. Then he said: "Ivy, I transfer yoO to the Ariadne. It's better that some one who understands, as you do, should be In control after Calhoun has gone. Within two days, Mr. Calhoun, you shall be landed at Jamacia, there to await the ldmlralty decree. I will say this: That as the sure victory of our fleet tins come through you, you shall not ?uflfer In ray report. Fighting is not in easy trade, and to fight according to the rules is a very hard trade." CHAPTER XIII. A Letter. With a deep sigh, the planter raised lis head from the table where he was writing, and looked out upon the lands tie had made his own. They lay on the Thomas river, a few hours' horseiack traveling fropi Spanish Town, the capital, and they had the advantage if a plateau formation, with mountains In the far distance and ravines and valleys everywhere. Now his eyes wandered over the ?p#ce where were the grandilla. with its blossom like a passion-flower, the Hack Tahiti plum, with Its bright pink tassel-blossom, and the fine mango trees, loaded half with fruit and half with bud. In the distance, were the juinea cornfields of brownish hue, the ?otton fields, the long ranges of negro I 111-- OAffnr.Ad looses iikc iiiiiiviicu vuungca, inc |jT-u;uin hedges, with their beautiful red, jlue, and wliite convolvuluses; the lime, logwood, and bread-fruit trees, the nvoeado-pear, the feathery bamboo, and the jack-fruit tree; and between the mountains and his own sugar estates, negro settlements and pens. He heard the flight of parrots shattering, he watched the floating tiummlng-bird. It was Dyck Calhoun. With an impatient air he took up the sheets that he had been reading. Christmas day was on his nerves. The ivhole town of Kingston, with its twenty to thirty thousand inhabitants, had but one church. If he entered it, even today, he would have seen no more than a hundred and fifty to two hundred people; mostly mulattoes? 'bronze ornaments"?and peasants In shag trousers, jackets of coarse blue cloth, and no waistcoats, with one or two magistrates, a dozen gentlemen or so, and probably twice that number of ladies. It was not an island given over to piety or to religious habits. But let Dyck tell his own story. The papers he held were sheets of a letter lie was writing to one from whom he had heard nothing since the night he enlisted In the navy, and that was nearly three years before. This was the letter: "My Dear Friend? "You will see I address you as you have done me in the two letters I have had from you in the past. You will never read this letter, hut I write it its if you would. For you must know 1 may never hope for personal Intercourse with you. I was imprisoned for killing your father, Errls Boyne. and that separates us like tin abyss. It ; (milters Utile whether I killed him or I ?- ? not i the law says I did, and the law . has taken its toll of me. I was in prison for four years, and when freed I enlisted in the king's navy, a quota man, with my servant-friend, Michael L'lones. That was the beginning of painful and wonderful days for me. 1 was one of the mutineers of the Nore, and?" Here followed a description of the rlavs he had spent on the Ariadne and i before, and of all that happened down . to the time when he was arrested by the admiral in the West Indian sea. He told how he was sent over to the j Ariadne with Captain Ivy to read the admiral's letter to the seamen, and ! then, by consent of the admiral, to leave again with Michael Clones for Jamaica, where lie was set ashore with twenty pounds in his pocket? and not on parole, by the admiral's j demand. Ilere the letter shall again lake up the story, and be a narrative : of Dyck Calhoun's life from that time until this Christmas day. "What to do was the question. I knew no one in Jamaica?no one at nil except the governor. Lord Mallow, ; and him I had fought with swords In Phoenix nark live years before. I had not known he was governor here. I came to know it when I first saw him riding over the unpaved street into Kingston from Spanish Town with h s suite, ornate with his governorship. "Lord Mallow did not see me when ' iSEl V Copyright by Sir OOb?rt Parker *2 I passed hlra In the street, but he sooi - 1 ^t.Am tho a/lm 1 m ciime ro Kiiuw ui iuc Hum i..?. -? and Captain Ivy, who told him all ra; story since I was freed from jail. Thei he said I should be confined in a nar row space near to Kingston, am should have no freedom; but the ad mlral had his way, and I was glvei freedom of the whole island till won should come from the admiralty wha should be done with me. "Well, we had?Michael and I?bu twenty poundf between us; and i there was not plenty of free food ii the island, God knows what wouh have become of us 1 But there it was fresh in every field, by every wayside at every doorway. And one day a Kingston I met a man, one Cassandri Biatt who had an obsession for ad venture, and he came and spoke to mi privately. He said he knew me fron people's talk, and would I listen t< him? What was there to do? He wa: a clean-cut rogue, if ever there wa one, but a rogue of parts, as hi proved; and I lent an ear. "Now, what think you was hii story? Well, but this?that off th< coast of Haiti, there was a ship whicl had been sunk with every man 01 board, and with the ship was treasuri without counting?Jewels belonging t< a Spaniard of high place, who was tak ing them to Paris. There had beei searching for the ship, but none ha< found It; but he, Cassandro Biatt, ha< sure knowledge, got from an obl-man of the place where it lay. It wouh not be an expensive business, but cheap as it was, he had no means o raising cash for the purpose; while could, no doubt, raise the needei money if I set about it. That was hov he put it to me. Would I do it? "Why should I tell Biatt the trutl about myself? He knew it Cassan dro was an accomplished liar, and i man of merit of his kind. This obi man's story I have never believed; ye Krt.., nania tllntt frn knnw whpro thn treasure-ship was I do not know now while I am very rich because of It all "Yes, out we went through the bar bor of Kingston, beyond the splendU defenses of Port Royal and the men of-war there, past the Pallsadoes an< Rock fort, and away to the place o: treasure-trove. We found It?that los galleon; and we found the treasure It Was Dyck Calhoun. box of the captain's cabin. We foun< gold, too; but the treasure-box wai the chief thing; and we made It our after many a hard day. "How I Induced one of the big' mei of Jamaica to be banker and sklppe; for us need not be told; but he Is on< of whom men have dark sayings? chiefly, I take it, because he does bold Incomprehensible things. That busl ness paid him well, for when the ren of the ship was met, nnd the few inei on it paiu?slaves tney were cnieny? he pocketed ten thousand pounds while Biatt and I euch pouched fort: thousand, and Michael two thousand Aye, to he sure, Michael was in It! Hi is in all 1 do, and is as good as men o ten times his girth and history. Mi cliael will be a rich man one day. Ii two years his two thousand liavi grown to four, and he misses n< chance. "I'm bound to say this?one of thi straightest men I ever met, liar with al, was Cassandro Biatt. He took hi: jewels and vanished up the seas in i Houri^h. lie would not even have an other try at the gold in the bowels o the ship. "'I've got plenty to fill my pauneli and I'll go while I've enough. It's thi men that don't go in time that get lef in the end,'?that's what lie said. "And lie was right; for other met went after the gold and got some o it, and were caught by French am South American pirates and lost al they hail gained. Still another grou] went and brought away ten thousam pounds, and lost it in fighting witl hnnoo nnnrc Ss<* 1-tln+f- \VQ right, and went away content, while stayed here?because I must?am bought the land and house where have my great sugar plantation. It 1: an enterprise of volume, but it is no beyond my capacity, and all would bi well if I were normal in mind am body; but I am not. I have a pas that stinks to heaven, as Shakespean says. "Men do not treat me badly here for I have property and money,'ant this is a land where these two thing: mean more than anywhere else, evei more than in a republic like flint when you live. But what can you expec of a chief justice who need not b< a lawyer, as this one is not, and hu: other means of earning income which though not disloyal, are lowering t< the status of a chief Justice? Ant not the chief justice alone. I hav< i ; seen French officers entertained at Govj eminent house who were guilty of j Inhumanities nnd cruelties. The govi ernor, Lord Mallow, Is much to bluine. i On him lies the responsibility; to him : must go the discredit. For myself, 1 j feel his enmity on every hand. 1 : suffer from his suggestive opposition; I am the victim of his dark moods. j "If I want a concession from a loi cal council, his hand is at work against : me; If I see him in the Street, I get : a courtesy tossed, as you would toss i a bone to a dog. If I appear at the | king's ball, which Is open to all on the Island who are respectable, I am treated with such disdain by the vlce1 roy of the king that all the island Is 1 ngog. *' "He does not spare me In his re1 citals to his friends, who carry his " speech abroad. His rancor against me 1 Is the greater, I know, because of the wealth I got in the treasure ship, to 3 prevent which he tried to prohibit my leaving the Island, through the wlth1 holding of a leave-ticket to me. His argument to the local authorities was ' that I had no rights, that I am a raur* derer and a mutineer, and confined to 1 the Island, though not on parole. He * almost succeeded; but the man to l* whom I went, the big rich man, In'' tervened successfully?how I know 1 not?and I was let go with ray per3 mlt-tlcket. "What big things hang on small Is8 sues! If my Lord Mallow had pre1 vented me leaving the Island, 1 3 shouldn't now own a great plantation ' and three hundred negroes. I shouldn't 3 be able to pay my creditors In good 8 gold Portuguese half-Johannes and Spanish silver, and give no heed to 8 the existence of the bltt, which, as e you perhaps know, Is equal to flve1 pence In British money, such as you 1 and I used to spend when you were e queen of Ireland and I was your slave. 3 "Then I worshiped you as few women have been worshiped In all thq days 3 of the world?oh, cursed spite of life j and time that I should have been Jailed for killing your bad father! Aye, ' he was a bad man, and he is better In his grave than out of It, but It puts ' a gulf between you and me which : nothing will ever bridge?unless It should some day be known I did not kill him, and then, no doubt, It will v be too late. "On ray soul, I don't believe I put 1 my sword Into him; but If I did, he well deserved It, for he was worse 1 than faithless to your mother, he was " faithless to his country?he was a traitor! I did not tell that story of his treachery In court?I did not tell ' It because of you. You did not de'* serve such infamy, and the truth came ' not out at the trial. I, In my view, dared not lest It' might Injure you, j and you had suffered enough?nay, . more than er.ough?through him, "I did not go to the United States, as you asked rae to do. Is it not plain I could not? My only course was to avoid you. You see, your mother knows the truth?knows that I was Jailed for killing your father and her divorced husband. Therefore, the only way to do was as I did. I could not go where you were. There should be hid from you the fact that Errls Boyne was a traitor. This Is your right, In my mind. Looking back, I feel sure I could hnve escaped Jail if I had told what I knew of Errls Boyne; and perhaps It would have been better, for I should, no doubt, have been acquitted. Yet I could not have gone to you, for I am not sure I did not kill him. "It seems strange to me that I am as near to the United States here in Jamaica, or almost as near, as one in London is to one in Dublin; and yet one might as well be ten thousand leagues distant for all it means to her one loves In the United States. Yes, dear Sheila, I love you, and I would tear out the heart of the world for you. I bathe my whole being In your beauty and your charm. I hunger for you?to stand beside you, to listen to your voice, to dip my prison Angers Into the pure cauldron of your ] soul and feel my own soul expand. * I wonder why it is that today I feel s more than I ever felt before the rare splendor of your person. 1 "For I have always loved you. ah r ways heard you calling ine, as if from B- some sacred corner of a perfect world. - Is It that yesterday's dissipation?yes, I, I was drunk overnight, drunk in a - new way. I was drunk with the t thought of you, the longing for you. 1 1 picked a big handful of roses, and - in my mind gave thein into your hands, i, And I thought you smiled and said: ; " 'Well done, good and faithful servant. Kilter Paradise.' 2 "So I followed you to your homo f In the Virginian country. It was a dream, all except the roses, and those 1 I laid in front of the box where I keep j your letters and a sketch I made of ) you when we were young and glad ?when I was young and glad. For I 2 am an old man, Sheila, in all that - makes men old. My step is quick s still, my eye is sharp, and my brain 1 heats fast, but my heart is ancient. - | I am an ancient of days, without hope f ! or pleasure, save what pleasure comes i in thinking of one who must ever ,, be worshiped from afar. I wonder 2 why 1 seem to feel you very near tot day! "Here at my window grows a wild t aloe, and it Is In tlowor. Once only I in fifty years does this aloe flower, 1 : sitirl I pick its sweet verdure now and 1 offer it to you. There it lies, beside > tins letter that I am writing. It is 1 typical of myself, for only once lias i my heart Powered, and it will be ouly s once in fifty years. The perfume of 1 the flower is like an everlasting bud I from the last tree of Time. See, my I Sheila, your drunken, reckless lover ? pulls this sweet offering from his gart den and offers it to you. He has no f virtues; and yet he would have been 1 a thousand times worse if you had t not come into his life. lie had in 2 him the seeds of trouble, the sproutings of shame, for even in the first , days of his love there in Dublin he J would not restrain himself. He drank, * he played cards, lie fought and went i with bad company?not women, never i that; but he kept the company of those t through whom he came at last to i punishment for manslaughter, s "Yet, without you. who cun tell what , he might have been? He might have 3 fallen so low that not the wealth of i ten thousand treasure-boxes could give n him even the appearunce of honesty. GHAN6E FARMING OPERATIONS Joint Meeting of Farmers of Saluda / And Edgefield Counties Recently Held to Discuss Dairying. ??? Johnston.?Realizing the importance of making a change in their farming operations, the farmers of Edgefield, and Saluda counties held in Johnston a meeting in tfie Interest of dairying. Interesting talks were made by B. R. Tillman of Trenton and W. A. Mobley of Johnston, both experienced In this phase of farming and both of whom were able to create a lot of enthusiasm. They did not hesitate, however, to point out the absolute necesity of growing one's own feed and of doing one's own work, two things the farm And now lie offers you what yoa eannot accept?can never accept?a love us deep as the life from which he came; a love that would throttle the world for you, that would force the doors of hell to bring you what you want. "I look out on a world of summer beauty and of heat. 1 see the sheep In hundreds on the far hills of pasturage?sheep with short hair, small and sweet as any that ever came from the South Downs. I see the natives In their madras handkerchiefs. 1 see upon the rbad some plunter In his ketureen?a sort of sedan chair; I see a negro funeral, with Its strange ceremony and Its gumbies of African drums. I see 'yam-fed planters,' on their horses, making for the burnlpg, sandy streets of the capital. I see "For I Have Always Loved You." the Scots grass growing live and six feet high, food unsurpassed for horses ?all the foliage, too?beautiful tropical trees and shrubs, and here and there a huge breeding farm. Yet 1 know that out beyond my sight there is the region known as Trelawney and Trelawney town, the headquarters of the Maroons, the free negroes?they who fled after the Spanish had been conquered and the British came, and who were later freed and secured by the Trelawuey treaty. I know that now they are ready to rise, that they are working among the slaves; and if they rise the danger is great to the white population of the Island, who are outnumbered ten to one. "You would not come to America, so 1 came here, and?" (TO BE CONTINUED.) GREAT PLAYS' "FIRST NIGHTS" Six Occasions That Stand Out Promlnently in the Artistic History of France. Perhaps the most striking events in the artistic history of France have been the first performances of certain of the great French plays. In a few cases, also, these occasions have marked the beginning of new epochs In the social history of that country. There have, it appears, been but six unforgettable first nights since theaters were established In Paris. The first occurred in 1637, when (jorneuie s Cld" took the capital by storm. Foi^ty years later Racine's "Andromache" created a similar sensation. On the eve of the Revolution, In 1794, Beaumarchais' "Marriage of Figaro" was received with such delirious enthusiasm that three persons were stifled in the rush for seats. In 1830 Victor Hugo, In spite of the determined opposition of a large body of reactionaries, set all Paris in an uproar with his "Hernani." These names mny be borne In mind: Corneille, Racine, Beaumarchnls and Hugo. Three of them, at least, have no superiors In the history of French literature. Each has one amazing dramatic triumph to his credit. The other two of the six great 'first nights were December 28, 1897, and Feburnrv 7, 1910. The occasions were respectively the performances of "Cyrano de Bergerac" and "Chantecler," both by Edmond Rostand.? Philadelphia Ledger. FORKS FIRST USED IN 1574 Occasion Was Dinner Given by Henry III of France?Account Given b^ Royal Guest. It is hard to believe the sensation produced when forks first came into use. It was in 1574. at a dinner given by Henry III of France. Here is an account by a royal lady guest, the Ladles' Home Journal recalls: "The guests never touched the meat with their fingers, but with forks, which they carried fo their mouths, bending their necks and bodies over their plates. "There were several salads. These they ate with forks, for it Is not concliWnfl nrnnpr to touch tlie food with the fingers. However difficult It may be to manage it, it is thought better to put the little Instrument in the mouth than the fingers. "Then artichokes, asparagus, peas and beans were brought. It was a pleasure to watch them try to eat these with their forks, for some, who were less adroit than the others, dropped as many on their plates and on the way to the mouth as they were able to get to their mouths. "Afterward a great silver basin and a pitcher of water were brought and the guests washed their hands, though it seems as if there would not be much scent of meat and grease on them, for they had touched their food only with those forked Instruments." How to Be Lucky. "How do you happen to be so inckj with your rose garden? I've never seen such beautiful blossoms." "It's no secret. If you want to have luck with roses all you have to do i? I to work night and day in the 7ard." era ui ouuui turuuaa uave uui umu doing heretofore. A number of farmers agreed to form a co-operative dairy association, the number Anally reaching 25. For this purpose another meeting will be held In Croud's opera house in Johnston on September 6, at 4 o'clock In the afternoon. Definite plans will be agreed upon as to future work of the organization. Charged With Still Running. Lancaster.?David Allman, P. W. Cook and T. H. Munn of the Cotton mill village are in the Lancaster jail charged with operating a still, all three men having been arrested by Sheriff Hunter and his deputies. One of the men led the way to the still on Bear creek, southeast of the city, and just above the double trestle, where the outfit was found, the still consist ing of a large wash pot, etc. The ontflt 1 was brought to the town and is in the sheriff's office along with several others. The sheriff h^s about 80 gallons of the stuff that he will use as evidence at the next term of court. Bisbopville.?Work has been started and Is progressing rapidly on Lee county's first road to be constructed under the state highway system, which is the Camden to Bishopville road. This road is being constructed under state highway specifications, having a 40 foot right of way, 32 feet of which Is sand-clay surface. Reinforced concrete bridges are being installed over Scapo swamps and Cedar creek, while concrete culverts are used at all necessary points along the roads. Sumter.?The baseball management A A. 1-A .UAM does noi pro post) iu jol juijiici l mniu play havoc with the gate reclpts but has taken out Insurance against rain so when the crowd does not show up on account of threatening weather the backers of the team will not be a loser , thereby. This form of insurance has been long known elsewhere but this is the first time that it has ever been taken out.ln Sumter. Spartanburg.?This section is overrun with tramps. Eight were sent to the chaingang by a local magistrate and two by the recorder. Six or eight are rounded up every day. There is a, lot of car breaking and petty larceny. There is hardly a night that box cars at H yne are not entered, and small stores on the outskirts of the city are the prey of the wanderers. Anderson. ? A phonograph which ^hanges its own needles and records automatically, and, one after another, will play any number of records, has been built and patented by Arthur W. Wilson, a local b&rber. Not only is the machine automatic in its changing of records, but it is selfwinding, and > will play indefinitely without being touched by human hands. ' | Columbia.?L. H. Thomas, secretary of the state highway commission, went to Saluda to be present at a magistrate's hearing of a large number of cases In which automobile owners were charged with violating the license laws, and he said that this was the first general attempt made to enforce the law in Saluda county. * Fort Mill.?The upper front corner of mill No. 1 of the Fort Mill Manufacturing company was demolished in a collision caused by a switching train of the Southern railway company, a box car in front of \he engine haying left the track at a point within a few feet of the corner wall as the train was proceeding on the siding to the ? mill. Warehouse Fire at Hartsvllle. Hartsville.?At 12 o'clock at night fire of an unknown origin broke out in the warehouse of the Hartsvllle Warehouse & Compress company, of which Ernest D. Sumner Is president, and destroyed 1,000 hales of cotton valued at between $75,000 and $100, 000. Just how much Insurance was carried on the cotton is not known. < The cotton belonged mostly to farmers of this section. The fire company did splendid work and battled for hours trying to control the flames. ' 2 Road Work Progressing. Lexington.?Sheriff E. Austin Roof materially increased the whiskey stock at the county jail when he brought in 50 gallons, taken on the Augusta road about four miles from Lexington. Sheriff Roof was notified that parties driving a touring car bearing a Georgia license number had unloaded a considerable amount of whiskey on the roadside and when the sheriff ar- A rived on the scene he found 50 one-gallon cans. The occupants of the car had gone when the sheriff arrived and no arrest were made. 4 Women In Richland Jail. Lexington. ? On account of the crowded condition of the Lexington jail. Sheriff E. Austin Roof carried Mrs. Marcellus Cook and her daughter, who arc being held on the charge of killing Marcellus Cook at Steedman, to the Richland county Jail to await 4 trial at the next term of court. At present there are nine prisoners in the Lexington Jail, and there are only four cells for whites available, therefore Sheriff Roof had to take the two women to the Richland jail until he can make room. -J