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Wo are compollod to take this step In deference to onr readers generally. In "tributes" are of courso included resolutions of respect passed by socie ties, otc. Failure or Justice in Criminal Courts. It is common for people in discussing tho many failures of justice in our criminal courts to lay all the blame on the juries1 While it is true that tbo juries' do fall shamefully short of duty in most cases, tho judges aro primarily to blame in that ihey set the example of laxity and indilTerenco to responsi bility. In this State It seems to be tho rute with taw exceptions tor the judge to surrondor the control of the court to every influential criminal from tho first call of his case till It Is ended to his satisfaction. Any suggestion from the defense is readily acceded to, dila tory motions, are entertained aud granted and every assistance seems to be given to the attempts of the coun sol to evade the law. Tho granting of n motion for a continuance is such a matter of courso that a judge now soems to think that in over-ruling one ho would bo violating a sacred preced ent. A travesty was concluded in Colum bia a year or two ago which Illustrated, throughout its whole course, the ease with which a man of influential con nections can obtain a continuance, and also the effectiveness of this measure in securing an acquittal. If the judges were only as faithful and fearless in the discharge of their duties as most of the solicitors are we would likely have a slrlctor and more conscientious discharge of duty on tho part of tbo jary. The rule should be to promptly over rule any dilatory motion, for there are not two in fifty that have any merit, and a continuance should nevor be granted until the grounds for it have beon established by the strictest inves tigation. We need a reformation in our judi ciary system. Our judges should bo paid larger salaries, so as to command for tho bench tho best legal talent and the profoundest learning; tho terms should be longer (life or good behavior would bo best) so that a judge would not feel it necessary to divide his at tention between his official duties and the conciliation of powerful influences that might boar upon the next elec tion, which under the present system is always onlg a short distance off; tho power of the judge to comment on the facts and to aid. the jury in applying the law to them should be restored. Two thirds?if not a bare majority of a jury should be allowed to lind a ver dict: under the unanimous system it is always possible for one man to defeat justice. The probabality is that there is not one jury out of ten that does not contain at least one man who can be in fluenced by money, prejudice or seotl ment to cause a mistrial. Too much Is placed at the disposal of one corrupt or weak man. If I am not mistaken Judge Hudson has been advocating the two thirds verdict for years, and than he there is no sounder or more sensible man on or off the bench. Whilo we cannot expect to awaken the peoplo at once to the expediency of tho reforms suggested, such as higher salaries, longer terms and moro power for the Judges, and tho abolition of the unanimous jury, yo!i the press of this Stato, which is unexco led for clean ness, patriotism and ability, may so di rect tho pressure of public opinion that the judges will be forced to use vigor ously, in furtherance of j istlce, every one of tho few powers left to them by the emasculating process to which they have been subjeotod f?r some yean, and though they have been reduced almost to figure heads, tho lnlluenoe of their oxample will be bound to have a wholesome effect upon the juries In the present unsatisfactory conditions of tho systom undor which they have their being. Tho pressure of public opinion may also bo directed to bringing about more discrimination in tbo selection of judgos by the legislature. As an evi dence of gross caro'o?8~ess in this quarter, we have on the- bench now, one very incompetent Judgo, who is said to have had only a few months ex perience at tho bar. He has, more than once, according to newspapers ac counts, which have not been contra dloted, made himself ridiculous and caused tho Oonrt to be a laughing stock for the criminals who passed through his weak hands. The press has shown its power for judicial reform by accomplishing the retirement of one incompetent Judge, who, by an unseemly and inopportune diatribe, on a certain recent occasion, unintentionally acknowledged its powt r aud paid it the highest compliment as a conservator of the public interests. An enlightened press in to-day es mach as ever, the dreaded foe of tyr anny, Incompetence and corruption. CIVICS, THE GH IT OE HOJVOH ... "By... Cyrus &obunsend *Brady, AnfAar <j/"'(TA? ~/~outhern*rj," "In th* Wajp'j J<itJt." Etc. Copyright. I900. by CHA.HLES SCK I B JV ETt'S SO/fS WWVNA CHAPTER XII. C; K.N TI.KM KN ALT,. I jLv J mlrnl roughly, furious with [jflBSn rng0 at ?0,n8 balked In this W&9U way, though, In spite of him self, Ids heart exulted In the nobility of tho man. "Look, you beggarly Irish man!" he exclaimed, turning the sur prised young man about beforo bo could recover himself. "Look on the picture of her whom you rejectl Gaze upon It! If you love her, sny whether or no your high flown sentiments of honor can stand against that pros pect." It was his final appeal, win or lose. He had staked all upon the throw. There In the great frutno stood tho most beautiful picture that the eyes of cither man had ever seen. Elizabeth was standing. One tiny band clutched tightly her heaving bosom; tho other nrm was stretched out with upraised palm like a goddess In command. The light of the flickering candles cast sub tle shadows upon her faco. The du?k of the room Intensified the Illusion and spiritualized her beauty. O'Neill look ed nt her with all his lifo In his gaze. .So glorious, so splendid, so perfect n creature would shako the very eoul of honor Itself! The admiral had played his lost card. This was the end of Ms resource, nnd he watched the Irishman with all tho Intensity of n tiger about to spring on Its prey. The moments flexi. He knew that he had lo,s(. Elizabeth had risen In the stress of her anxiety. The strain had been too much for her. She bad been about to Intervene between them when the glances of the two men nr reslod her step. Sbo waited, one little foot outstretched, her body leaning forward slightly, a picture of triumph, her eyes as two lambent flames playing upon her lover. Ho watched her In awestruck silence, sunk on his knees, stretched out bis arms, murmuring softly: "Thou knowest that I lovo theol I have dreamed sometimes that In hap pier days thou mlghtest liavo given mo thy heart, but I could not take It with a bar sinister of shame between us! No"? Was she moving? Was that some trick of the wavering light? "Good heavens!" cried O'Neill fear fully, rising. "See?Is It a spirit? She shakes her head I Look you, my lord, she is alive. The picture fell last night, you remember? 'Tis herself! Elizabeth, Elizabeth, you have heard and seen?have I not decided well?" "How dare you, my lord!" exclaimed the girl, coming down from the dais nnd stepping swiftly toward the aston ished admiral, who shrank back from her. "How dare you make my hand the reward of treachery, my person tho halt for dishonor? And by what right do you dispose of me without consult ing me? Am I a slave, that you force mo upon this gentleman? My word Is given to your'son; you yourself insisted upon It. You would play tho traitor double nnd would fain make him do the same. And for what? To compass tho death of ono poor man to whom I owe lifo nnd honor, who is only fight ing for what ho calls his freedom! Shame upon your gray hairs, sir! Oh, the Insult to my modesty, to be thus bandied about between two men? And you, sir!" she cried fn tempestuous' pnsslon, turning to O'Neill. "You do me tho honor to refuse me?to reject me?me?me?Elizabeth Howard?look at me?you wotild have none of me"? "My honor"? cried O'Neill, amazed at her sudden change and inconsisten cy. "Your honor. Have I any honor, sir? Would you have left mo a shadow of It between you? Stand back, sir! My lord, Is It thus you discharge tho trust committed to you by my mother?to give this gentleman opportunity to ro turn to France and sayMbat he has ro fused my hand?" "Ho shall not go back to France, Lady Elizabeth," said tho admiral sternly. "Why not, pray?" asked Elizabeth, faltering, her passionate anger check ed by the admiral's word nod look. '1 treatise he shall be tried and bung ed tomorrow as an American spy or a raptured traitor, whichever he may elect." She stood as If petrified at theso cruel words. "It Is right, sir," said O'Neill. "I submit, nnd If you would make me die liappy sny that the hideous proposition i have had from you was but the test of in\ honor." "Oh, sir," cried Elizabeth In agony, throwing herself upon her knees be fore the admlMil, "forgive me for my wild, hiteniperate speech! I know not wlint I say. m>u have been a fnlher to me from the beginning, nnd I have OVOt loved you as one! 1 have turned to you for ovorything, Unsay your cruel words! Ketrnet this order! You cannot condemn this honest gentle man! Dispose of mo as you will. I love him?I love him?aye, let tho truth be heard -oven for his rejection of me! Nay, had he not done so I would have haled him! Spare his life! 1 will marry Edward, do anything you wish! Grant me this boon!" "I cannot," said the admiral slowly. "I pity you, from my soul I do, and him as well, but I dare not. There is but one thing that would excuse my clomeuey to his majesty?thero is the alternative ho has nobly rejected. Dlo he must or give up his captain!" "A thousand deaths rather than that!" answered O'Neill. "IUbo, Lady Elizabeth; your nppeal Is vain. Re joicing In your approval of my notion, thankful to God that 1 have heard you say, 'I love you,' 1 shall dlo happy." "No, no!" sold the girl, spreading her arms protectlngly before him and then throwing herself upon his breast, "you cannot die?you shall not diet Oh, my love, my love, I knew not until I heard you speak what this feeling was! I cannot let you go! Surely, you would never be so cruel as to part us now?" she cried brokenly, looking back at tho Impassive old man. His bauds were steady enough now. They never trem bled but from shame. "What has ho done? He came hero to see me?me alone?to take me in his arms ns ho holds me now, and you condemn him to death for that! Did you never love when you wero young? They whis pered that It was my mother who had your heart. They told me that She was unhappy becauso they forced you apart. 'Twas to you Bho confided me. Have pity. In her name, have mercy I" "Enough!" said tho admiral. "It is not that I will not, but I cannot. Ho lins chosen; he must die." "Thou may death come to me," said Elizabeth, "because, for all eternity, 1 love him!" "And this," broke in tho cold, stern voice of Major Coventry, who had en tered the room at that moment, "Is the welcome I receive from my brldo of tomorrow, and thta Is the reward of tho efforts I have made to secure tho re lease of the Marquis de Itlchemont, my friend! May God have pity on me?my sweetheart and my friend!" "Sir," said O'Neill hrokenly, "I crave your forgiveness. I knew that sho was yours?I do not understand how we got Into this position," passing his hand over his forehead In bewilderment - "but this I know?I am to die! There Is no choice. She will yet be yours." "Novel never!" cried Elizabeth, turning to him. "Edward, if you havo truly loved mo?If I have rightly esti mated you, your nobility of soul, your generosity of heart?you will plead for us with your father. You will give ino up. You are too proud to tako an un willing bride and one who in spito of herself?for I havo fought ngulrtst It for your sake?confesses that she loves another. You will Intercede with your father. , I will bh\ss you all tho flays of my life. Edward, Edward, the com panion of my childhood's hours, my friend, my brother, my only hope Is in you! Speak!" She fell at his feet and clasped his hand, which she covered with kisses. There was another si lence. Coventry covered his face with his other hand. Tho sweat of ngony bedewed his brow. "Rise, Elizabeth. You shall not put your trust in me in vain," ho cried hoarsely at last. "Father, can noth ing bo done? I will not stand in tho way." "My son, Lady Elizabeth, Lieutenant O'Neill, there Is nothing that can bo done. My duty Is perfectly clear. Tho only possible salvation of tho prisoner would be In the notion which he has refused even to consider, and, sir, if it were my duty to effect, if possible, tho capture of your captain and his ship through you I can only say that I am glad that I havo failed. I apologize to you. You aro a man of honor in deed, sir. I know few who would havo resisted such a plea as this. Say no more, Elizabeth. It is not that 1 will not. I cannot! Edward, hero is my seal. Make out tho warrant for an or der for a court martial tomorrow morning. It is a necessary form, of course. Tho execution of Lieutonaut O'Neill will follow at once." Elizabeth flld not 'faint?no, not yet. Thero would be Wmo for that later. She clung to O'Neill and listened. "What shall bo tho manner of my death, sir?" queried tho latter. "Hanging, sir. 'Tis the penalty pre scribed by the law." "It Is a poor death for a man, my lord, but 'twill serve. A last request, sir. I am a sailor?may I bo hanged upon a ship?" ho nsked again, prcBslug the trembling woman to bis breast, j "I grant that?would that I could grant more! Major Coventry, you will direct Captain Pearson of tho Serapls to execute tho sentence of tho court, which will meet on his ship, the pris oner to bo confined thero meanwhile. You will find the papers in tho library. Here is my seal. Hasten and got tho painful matter over." Coventry left the room at once in obedience to his orders. "And at what time, sir, will the sen tence be carried out?" asked O'Neill, Elizabeth still clinging to him, covering htm with Incoherent caresses and light ing ngalnst despair. "Tomorrow evening at half after 0 o'clock." "Very well, my lord." At this moment the old sergeant en tered the room aud saluted the admiral. "A French officer, wich he says he's from tho American Continental squad ron, has come ashore in a small cutter, under a Hag of truce, an' desires to ?peak with your lordship. Ho asks for a safe condtfet." "Tell htm he shall return as freely as he came, on the word of a British otll cer, and admit him." A slender, dapper little man in tho brilliant uniform of a Frojncl) marine olllcer, bis head covered with a pow dered wig, entered the room a moment later and bowed profoundly. Elizabeth started violently as she beheld him. "Whom have I tho honor of address ing?'' ashed the admiral. "Tho Yicomto do Chamillnrd, a colo nel of marines In tho navy of Franco, serving as a volunteer in the American Squadron," wns the reply. "And you come on behalf of"? "Captain John Paul Jones, to protest against your unlawful detention of an other French olllcer, tho Marquis de Itlchemont, my lord." "Ho is a spy, caught In the very act; ho lias admitted it, and, If that were not enough, I find ho Is an attainted traitor. A court la ordered for tomor I row morning on tho Serapls; his exe cution, which will be Inevitable, is set for half after 0 o'clock in tbo even ing; be shall hang from one of the frigate's yardarms." "Do Chamillnrd," said O'Neill, "you ran do nothing." "The Iowa of war"? persisted tho Frenchman. "It Is in nceordanco with thoso laws that I do what I do," replied the ad miral shortly, "and you may say to your captain that if I catch him lie shall swing from tho llrsl yardarm that comes In tho harbor." "I am answered, then. Very good; I shall remeinbor your courteous words, my lord. And now I enter my formal protest against this unwarranted ac tion on your part concerning tho Mar quis do Itlchemont. Tho king of France will havo something to say about lt. I bid you farewell." "Farewell, sir," said tho admiral, in differently turning away. "Do Itlchemont, good by; embrace me." As tbo two men enmo togcthor tfto Frenchmen whispered, "This wo man?Is she your friend?" "Yes," replied O'Neill quickly. "Mademoiselle," said Do Chamillnrd, turning to Elizabeth with a keen look in his eyes. Recognizing him at last, she stretched out her hand to him. Ho murmured as ho bent low over it, "De lay the execution for at least six hours, and I will ?nve him." Elizabeth sank down In her chair, n gleam of hope in her heart. "I Kaluto you," ho said, turning away. "Sergeant," cried tho admiral, "at tend the Vicointo de Ohaml'lard and see him safely bostoyed on his vessel." As tho Frenchman turned toward too door ho cnino faco to faeo with Major Covonlry returning with the ordors he hod prepared. "Paul Jones, by benvenl" shouted tho latter. "At your service," said tho supposed Frenchman, promptly tearing off his wig and laying his band on his sword. "IIa!" cried the admiral. "Haveyou dared to como here? I have you now! Call the guard! Sergeant, arrest this rebel, this traitor, this pirate! Disarm lllui! You shall never leave this cas tle but for the ship, sir. The yard arm Is there." "Stop, my lord," answered Jones calmly as the men crowded toward "27iOli knoxcest that I love thee!" him. "Stand back, sergeant! Back, men! You cannot touch me. I hnvo that which will protect uie wherever tiles the English Hag." "And that Is"? snlil tho admiral, smiling contemptuously "Your word, sir?the word of an Eng lish ofllcor." - The old man bit his lip in chagrined silence. He struggled with himself, looking at the cosy, Insouciant Scots man before him. "In seventy years It has not been bro ken," ho said nt last. "Well for you that you secured It. Go! tfbu are free! You are a bold man, sir; but, 1 warn you, do not cross my path again." "I am proud to have mot so true a gentleman. Will you honor me?" said Paul Jones, presenting his snufTbox to the admiral. The old mail hesitated, laughed In spite of himself and Anally helped himself to a pinch. "Tho Insolence of tin? man!" he ex claimed. "I'd like to have met you In my young days, ynrdarui to yardarm." "I would have endeavored to occupy you, sir," said Jones coolly. "And now I bid you farewell." He shot one meaning gltmce at Eliza beth, and his lips seemed to form the words '"six hours" as he departed from the room. "Here is the warrant, sir," said Cov entry. "Again I ask, and this time I ask my father, con nothing be done?" "Nothing, sir; less as a father than In any other capacity. Sergeant, take your prisoner. Major Coventryf you will conduct him on the Scrnpls and re main there as my representative until tho execution Is over. Sir, you have borne yourself well this day. I would shake you by the hand. Uoodhy." O'Neill clnspcd tho proffered band warmly and then looked from Coven try, standing erect, Immovable, white faced, to Elizabeth, who was still sit ting with bowed head, a world of en treaty In bis glance. Coventry nodded rtnd turned away. O'Neill stopped quickly to *ho girl's side, took her ha ml in his, bowed low over it, pressed a long kiss upon It. "May you bo happy!" he sold. "Fare well!" She looked at him hi dazed si lence. "Sir," he continued, turning bnck to Coventry and saluting him, "I am ready. Load on." ?'Forward, march, sn/goant!" com manded the officer hoarsely, and with no backward look tho little cortege moved from tho room. The girl rose to her feet as If to start after tbeifi, but the old man restrained her. "O'Neill, O'Neill!" rang through the hall?a wdld, despairing cry?and then Lady Elizabeth sank flown white and slill at tho foot of the admiral. "And this Is love!" ho murmured, shaking his old head. "I had forgotten It." CHAPTER XIII. A DESPERATE MOVE. T was morning when Eliza beth came again to tho ter race above the water bnttery overlooking the hnrbor. She had passed a night of sleepless agony, and her pallid face, with its haggard expression, the great black circles un der tho eyes?for her grief had been too deep for tears?gave outward evi dence of her breaking heart. ShO had besought the admiral again and ngaln to stay tho execution of her lover, urg ing every plea that tho most desperate mind could suggest. She had Implored Ids mercy and pity lipon every ground, and upon his inexorable refusal had begged that lie might tyo reprieved for a few hours and that sho might at least be allowed to see him before ho died. Touched by her sorrow, nt first the old man had boon Inclined to grant this petition and had scribbled a line on bis official paper, giving tho desired permission, but before ho signed and sealed It ho changed his mind nnd deemed It best to refuse-more merci ful to her, In fact. It really wrung his lienrt to bo un able to extend clemency to this young man. Ho repented him of the tempta tion ho had thrown In his way. The nobility with which O'Neill hud re fused nnd rejected tho chance of life which had been offej-ed him, the sim plicity with which he hud given tip everything for honor, Impressed him more than over. Ho was sick at heart at the grief of his ward, whom he truly loved, and the broken, despairing face of his son since he had learned that Elizabeth loved O'Neill hnmited him. He wished dhat the Irishman had never come across his pa Mi, though he could not but admlro his honor, his grace and his courage. Bo was bit terly sorry that ho had ever attempted to IllfltlOllOO the man. Ho had an .un comfortable nnd growing suspicion that his plans had brought nothing but trouble to every one. Breaking away from the presence of Eliza belli, whose anguished face was a living re proach to him, he finally secluded him self in his office nnd refused to sec her again. So tho day, like yesterday, wore awny, but, oh, how differently! The girl never knew how she passed the hours. Sho wandered restlessly up and down tho terrace, her eyes strain ed upon tho sen. Tho garrison, who Idolized her to a man, hnd been appris ed by tho sergeant of what had hap pened, and, to n man, they were upon her side. Tho men would never forget tho plcturo she nindo as they wuM In ii her pacing to nnd fro, ceaselessly gntC j lug nt the White Ship b> Hie lmtliui her lover's prison, his scaffold, even. TIlP S0UHC of Impotent helplessness with which sin* was compelled to fnco Ihe situation, the knowledge thnt O'Neill wiis doomed absolutely, that there was nothing Hint she could do or fi.i.v which would niter the decision, was terrible. She had heen accustomed to have her will and, like most women, loved It. Now she had to stand by In the bright sunlight with all the strength of life and youth and love In her veins and In his and see her lover choked to death hanged like u dog at the black ynrdiirm of that gr.vit ship yonder. And for what? Womanlike*, she put aside every thought of him hut that he had dared death Itself only to see her, to he In her presence again! Oh, how splendid, how handsome, how noble, ho lind I).'i'ii in the great hall when he had refused her rather (linn to take her as the reward of treachery I And now ho was to become n Iii? less lump of clay, alive (u her only as n memory, n reeol Icctlotl how cruel! She could not, she would not, stand It. She racked her brain over and over. Wns there noth ing'; No ll was Into in the often- ion. Ilor maid had not -been nhle to drag bei from the terrace whence she had a view of (he ship on which her lover was to be executed -murdered, she said. As she gazed upon it she noticed two men climbing nimbly up the black shrouds about th'? foremast, When they reached the foroyord they ran out on the yard (irill. One of them carried somethlug. A rope was dragging from It. In obe dience to an Imperious command her maid ran and fetched her a glass. One look through it showed her- she was a sailor's ward that they were rigging n whip on the yardariu, they were secur ing there a glrtlltio block through Which a rope was rove leading to the top Olid thence to the deck. She dl vlncd at once Its hideous purpose. Tho hour! The hour! Had It grown so *ite? Was it so near, so near? Was (hero a God in that blue heaven bend ing above her head? Could such things bo? A sick feeling came over her heart, and she wonhl have fainted hut for a sudden Inspiration. Again she seized the telescope- an unusually strong one, by the way?and, raising It to her eyes with unsteady hand, eagerly swept tho sea off In the direction of FlamborOUgh head, rising faintly down to tho south ward, a long distance away. For a long tiin<? her nervous, trembling hands could not get that part of tho horizon in focus. She finally knelt down and rested the tube upon the parapet, breathing a prayer as she did so, and looked again. Ah! At last she had it, and there swept into the Held of vision threo gleams of white on tho sky line, pro claiming, even to her nnpracttccd eye, the sails of ships! What had that In domitable .man said to her last night In the hall? "Delay the execution for at least six hours, and 1 will save him." Ho was not one to promise lightly. She would try ngoln. The telescope fell with a crash at her feet. She would make one more appeal to the admiral. 11 was late, hut there might yet be lime. On the instant she turned, leaving the startled maid, and ran like a licet footed fawn along the terrace, down the stone steps through the water battery, through the bailey, into the Inner court, down the long jiassag? and into the great hall of the night before, where the admiral was usually to be found at this hour. She (lashed Impetuously Into the room, cry lug: "Tho admiral quick! Where Is he?" '?Ships has been reported down at llridllu'ton bay?fnrrin ships, yer led dyalllp," replied the old sergeant, who happened to be there nlonc, "an' his ludsllip took horse about half past 12 o'clock to go down there." Failure! Her last hope gone! She sank down Into the chair. Reaction had come. She was fainting, helpless, dying. It was over! The sergeant started toward her, bis face full of pity. She was sitting in the admiral's chair by the great table. Her glance fell listlessly upon It. At the moment another idea Hashed into her mind. Desperate, foolish, nevertheless sho would try It?try anything. This at least was action. She started to her feet again on the instant, Instinct with life. "J.envo mo tt once and see that no one Interrupts me. I wish to bo alone," she said hnporiously to tho as tonished sergeant, who bowed respect fully and withdrew. Half an hour Inter sho caino hurriedly out of tho room, whlto faced, drawn, nerved up to desperate endeavor. ******* How ho got through tho night O'Neill never knew. Tho court martial in tho morning had taken little time. Its sentence, n foregono conclusion, promptly approved by tho admiral, had been death by hanging at half after 0 o'clock that night. Ho had re fused to give any further parole in tho faint hope thnt something might ena ble him to escape, and consequently had been heavily ironed and placed In confinement in the spneo between two of tho great guns on tho lower gun deck?(he Serapls was a double banked frigate?on tho starboard side. The forethought of Coventry, who had at tended him with tho solicitude and kindness of a brother and had pleaded for him unnvaillngly before tho court, hod caused a canvas screen to be pro vided, which inclosed two of tho guns and allowed him to pass his hours un disturbed by tho curious gozo of tho English seamen. An armed marino stood always as sentry beforo tho screen. Captain Fcorson, a gallant offlcor, had been kindness itself in all his ar rangements, but his orders, which wcro peremptory, left him no discretion whatever. O'Neill passed his time sit ting by tbo open port, leaning on a gun, gazing out over the water at the gray old castlo whero ho had fouud his lovo and met his fate. Many tragedies had been enacted within its walls dur ing long centuries of history?nono sad der than bis own. It would havo been foolish to say that ho had no regrets. No ono could think of tho possibilities of happiness presented by such a lovo as that which ho was now assured Elizabeth felt for him without a senso of despair coming over the mind in tho knowledge they wcro not to bo enjoyed, but ho was a sailor, and generations of heroic ances tors had accustomed him to look death in tho fnco and smilo undaunted at its harsh, forbidding appearance. "Fortune, Infortuno, fortune," had been tho motto of this branch of tbo redhauded O'Neills; at least that was tho punning I.ntln translation of a Cel tic original which meant "Fortune and misfortune ore alike to the strong." When bis friends and acquaintances at the French court, those knights and ladles with whom ho had ruffled it so bravely, tho young king, his master, his old comrades, (ho hard fighters on ' the Richard, hor dauntless captain, thnt brnvo old man, his father, heard bow ho died, they would learn that he had met tho last grim enemy with the wontcd_ futrepidiix oX .bU tgoey NO V blosse oblige; and then having made his pence with (loo1 ns host he could nlone ?ho wns of n different fui?l from that of the chaplain of the ship?he gave himself over to mournful dreams of Elizabeth Howard. Late in the afternoon his meditations were interrupted by the arrival of Cov entry. The polgu.iuf unbnpplnoss of the young Englishman was If anyth ng greater than that of O'Neill. Ills on gagement to Elizabeth Howard, with whom ho had grown up. bad been at first more or less a matter <>t conven ience, and he bad never entirely real Ized the hold she bad taken upon bis heart until be heard her in the ni'lUS Oi O'Neill make that frantic nvowul of her overwhelming passion. Men fre quently do not know the value of what #u\v have Until they lose It. Coventry's heart bad been sin charged with love and devotion to this woman, and because bis lite bad glided on evenly lie had not known bow full of love it was until be had been so shaken that It had overflowed. Ho would, he thought, cheerfully have OWettt passed his time sitting by the open port. taken the other's place, sentence of death and nil, could be hear but once before ho died the ringing accents of Mich a sublime confession and for him self. Ills love for the woman of his choice was of the most exalted charac ter ami might well, wore merit or fit ness alone to be considered in such a case, have claimed her own deepest feelings In return. When Elizabeth had appealed to him to Intervene, with a magnanimity ns rare as it was noble, ho bad subordinat ed his happiness to her own and had endeavored to procure a mitigation of the punishment imposed upon bis rival, though he knew his success would throw his promised wife into the arms of O'Neill. He had not done this with out a terrible struggle?it was u gray faced, broken man who looked upon the world of today In place of the smil ing youth of the night before?but ho had done it. He felt that the sacrifice would cost him his life, and for that he was truly glad; yet he had offered it freely, generously and nobly, lie had not hesitated to do so, for with him the happiness of Elizabeth Howard was the paramount passion. If she did not love him ho could at least show her what love truly meant in its highest sense, give her a lesson In love like to the lesson In honor that other man had exhibited last night. For her he stood ready to give up ev erything; his own future Jio did not allow to weigh a moment in the bal ance beside hers. There was something grandly sub lime in ibis utter abnegation of self, so simply done for another's happiness. Coventry had been a Christian after a rather better fashion perhaps than most young moil of Ids time; his asso ciations with the sweet, pure girl he loved had kept him so. All his people for generations bad been churchmen; this seemed to hill) to be the right thing to do, the thing demanded of a gentleman; the greatest tJonlleinnn of them all, who had shown bis brooding on a cross, bad set the example of self sacrifice. A sentence quoted by the chaplain In the service a lew days bo fore which had struck his fancy ran in his head. He had n good memory. "I will very gladly spend and bo spent for you, though the more abun dantly I love you tho less 1 be loved." Yes, that was it. At the first moment when ho found lnst night that his pleadings were of no avail and that O'Neill was doomed to dlo his heart had leaped In bis breast at the thought that his rival would bo removed, but ho had crushed the thought ns unworthy a gentleman of his high Ideals, and there had eomo to him In addition a consciousness that to a love like Elizabeth Howard's the death of a beloved Would make no change. Such passions come but once In a lifetime, and when they nrrlvo they are ns eternal ns the stars. IIo hnd given her up, and she belonged In life or death to another, A glnnco at his own anguished henrt enabled hlin to feel for her. Time would not soften a blow to a nature like to hers. In tho execution of O'Neill Coventry saw tho death warrant of Elizabeth. 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