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W ft TWO GENII j ' (Ig) By SEWARD fCopyrisht, by Robebt Boxxeb'* boss. CHArTEP. XXIV. CONTINUED. "My two guards were still with me, Anil wo took our position near Kauoai. I was almost in a stupor. I hardly ! %nev7 wliat I was doing, so intense was | the strain I was under. Yet I liad a i horrible thought that I was aiding I them to murder my sister. Whatever ! hope had been aroused by Kaurnai's j words, fled when she appeared and i fanned the frenzy of the excited priests. Kanraai, with a high-priest on each side of her, stood facing the lava lake, and a3 here and there steara-jets would appear, she bowed and exhorted Pele to subdue the tumult and promised that a sacrifice worthy of the goddess would be made. Js'iaiolau aad Pataa the fisherman withdrew. While the fervor of the priests was at its highest, Nimolua, and Patua reappeared, carrying between them a burden wrapped in the black sacrificial robe that Lad beeu thrown on Wiunie by the priest. I sprang forward and seized Kaurnai's arm. "Woman!" I cried. "Priestess! Devil! Whatover you are, will you let them murder my sister iu cold blood! Will you still believe the damnable trash that I told you was not true: Speak the word that will save ray sister now." A look of entreaty, blended with fear, came into lier face. A high-priest took me roughly by the arm. "ITou must not anger Pole," he said. "The devil take Pele," I roared. *'Aad you, too! They are murdering \ my sister! Is there no God to prei * reat this? Can it be that we are for1 Hake a by heaven aud earth as well?" Kaumai drew herself up in queenly dignity, and motioned for the priest to take me aside. Kimolau and Patua advanced with their unconscious burden to the brink of the lake. They poised the body of my poor sister, aud waited. "Pele," said Kauiuai, with one hand raised, "we send to you a chosen on>i to become your servant in HaleaLala. This beautiful girl that comes to you to-day has many friends, who by this act will become followers and -worshipers of you. "We pray you, Palo, Goddess of Tower, of Ilight, to atay the fires under Kapatoli, and saves us from the wrath of the violent croJcano." I shook with horror and fear as these words, so utte'-ly destroying hoi e> came from the beautiful sorceress. My strength was leaving me. Fetters w ere useloss. I could do nothing. My brain reelefl. I clutched at the air. I gasped. I saw Nimolau and Knw/lan or?<l laf if XAbUA AA13-7 IUC11 VIUUVU ?*?vt ? glide into the lake. As it hissed down into the hot lavu 1 tittered a shriek. I made an attempt to reach Kanmai to kill her. "Murderess," I cried, "I will kill yon, now!" Mj limbs gave way beneath me. My tight became dim and uncertain. I reeled again. I heard loud voices. Indistinctly I saw Kauraai rash past iiae and away. Nimolau followed. I heard a great uproar. I knew I fell upon the Ledge, and -a pain in my head followed. Bright visions swept before me. I thought Winnie and Kaamai stood over me, hand in hand, one dead, the other living. I thought Gordon came and spoke to me. I saw Uncle Tom and Dole and Warren. 1 thought I heard the crash of thunders. Then all was still and I knew, heard ' .and say nothing. CHAPTER XXV. I think the first glimmer of returning consciousness was the recognition of Gordon's voice. There was an indistinct hum about me, people talking *? 1-J?? J c/\fI otoroa in Buouueil wives nuu QUI! moving about. I was aware that I iu a comfortablo bed, and that the pure, sweet air from an open window wafted gently across my face. I must havo given some sign of my return to a conscious state, for some one gently lifted my head and placed a glass or spoon to my lips. A bitter, though timnlating mouthful v?# foroed into me, and I swallowed it. Then I opened my eyes, wi if awakening from ? sound sleep. At first I felt a queer sensation, as if I was half dazed. Gordon sat in a c'xiir by my beside holding my hand. I remember that at first I felt no surprise at seeing him, so feeble was ntv memory. Doctor Tilling was bending over me. I made an attempt to rise, b^t was wnable to lift myself from tho pillow. I lay exhausted after the effort. "Don't do it, boy, don't do it," said Doctor Tilling, gently. "Remain perfectly ouiet. You rteht now. / .EMEN ff OF HAWAII. ? (?$ W. HOPKINS. (||) Pretty soon you will be able to get up." "I'm glad to see your eyes looking at me us if tliey knew mo, Tom, old man," Paid Gordon, and there was a tremor in his usually oven voice. "What?what?is the matter with ma?" I asked. I thought I was going to speak the words loudly and clearly, bat my voice was but a whisper. "You have been ill, thtrt's all," said Doctor Tilling. "Be perfectly quie'. now. Do not attempt to talk. Pretty soon yon may talk to General Gorue Jand learn all about it. But now you must rest." I feebly attempted to a si; him what my illness was, but bo put his finger on my lips and forbade ine to speak. Gordon shook his head wamiugly, and I lay in silence, wondering what Lad come over me to tako nay strength away from ue. A dim recollection of horrid sights came to no?sights in which Winnie was being injured in some way that I could not understand. I seemed to remember *-hat I had been away from home, yet the room I was in was distinctly my own room at The Corals. But my mind was too feeble to grasp the true significance of the change. Gordon and Tilling sat near me, mute as statues, watching me, I thought. I began to feel a delicious drowst ness coming over me. I closed my j z ^ ; IILill BtJULLlUU IU 4JC1 lUU^piU(5 1UIAJ 1 & sweet slumber. Even then, as if the 1 voice came from a great distance, I heard Doctor Tilling say: "He is going to sleep. That is the best thing that could occur. It will bo the first natural sleep that he has had, and will do more to restore his j strength thnu all my medicine. Let: him alone until he " Consciousness cnaea there. I was i off. I do not know how IoDg I slept, but I awoke with a start. I thought I heard sorno hateful voices chanting a weird, wild song to Pele. When I awoke, the awful scenes I had been through at Lauai came over me in a flood of terrible recollections. The , high-priests, the cruel, hateful priestess who pretended to believe me and love mo, and yet who had consigned my sister to a horrible death. I was alone in my chamber. Turniug my head on my pillow I noticed a smalt table standing near , mo, and upon the table a email call- [ ueu, evidently piacea mero ior my i use iu the event of my waking when j po attendant was near?as really oc- j curved. The bell seemed to be within easy reach. I lifted myself upon one arnf i and the effort was very great?and reached out the other to ring for some j one to come. If he attempt ^vns 109 ' much ?or mf. 1 reached the bell and ' gave it oue feeble blow; then I lurched I forward and fell from the bed onto the ! floor, knocking over the table and sending the bell clattering across the room. Instantly Gordon came rushing in. "My 1" he exclaimed. "What did you do?" I looked np at him from the floor, and essayed to smile. Gordon looked disheveled. He was in his stocking-feet. He looked thin and worn. It was as if he had spent himself watching over my sick-bed, and while I was in my sound sleep he had thrown himself down partly dressed to get a little rest. He stooped down and picked me np in his arms. I had never realized how powerful he wa9. I was but a babe in his hands. He replaced me on the bed. Tlinro nld follow " ho said, with a * "V* V? W"* "I half-Rial smile on his face, "you just lie there and keep still. No more acrobatic feats and bell-ringing athletics. You'll not bo left alone again." "What's the matter with me, anyhow?" I asked, my Yoice still little better than a whisper, "Y'ou have had brain-fever," he replied, as he pieked up the table and . placed it in another portion of the room and put the bell also out of my reach. ' "Gordon, come horc!" I said. He came close to me. "Where is she?" I asked. A white, pained look came into his face. "We have never fonnd her. We do not know where she is, Tom. All wo know is what you raved about when you were ill." "I know?I know," I said feebly. "Winnie is dead. I saw her killed myself. It was the last thing I saw. That was what sent me off. But the other. That accursed priestess. Where is she? Did they kill her? How did I come here? Who found me? And, Gordon, yon went away suddenly. Where were you when I looked for you?" "Here, here!" he said, in a miserable attempt to be nlarful for mr bene: i tit. "You are talking too raaco, and you remember too mueli. If Tilling catches me letting you gabblo like tout lie will order mo ehot. Now lie .till, Tom, old man, and get strong. Then wo can talk." "Where in L'nclo Tom?" I asked. "Why dos3 he not come to see me?" "There, now, please bo quiet." lio pleaded. "Uncle Tom?is?sleeping. Toa try and oleep pome more. 1't is what you need most." "I know?but that horrible sight. la e.ltA Hi*A MMV ?aj tritwaw; J/IU ftUJ o:jo son her? Who found nie, Gordon? iVll me, or I can't sleep any more." "I found yon," lie said. "Never mini how. Tiiat will keep. Get itrong first and W130 afterward." "But t'io prio3tess?Ivaumai?" A puzzled look camo in Gordon's i.ioe. "You spoke of a priestess, you called Kaumai, but I didu't seo any. I .hink yoii were dreaming it all." "Dreaming! If you saw it you ouldn't say I dreamed it. That Kaumai is too horribly real. I am going to kill her, Gordon." . "Yes, yes, I know," said Gordon, now looking worried. I think he was 'afraid I was losing my senses again. "Now go to sleep and keep quiet till Tilling comqs. He will be here soon. It is time for your medicino now. I will give it to you." He cave me a snoonful of stuff and fixed the pillow under my head. "But,Gordon,how did you find me?" I asked. "Never mind. I found you. Now go to sleep," he scolded. "I am going bo leavo you alone so you cannot iaik." I lay there in solitude, puzzling my weakened brain over the mj3teries of my reappearance at The Corals. How did I get away from the volcano? How did I leave the island of Lanai? Did the priests escape as well as Kaumai, the murderess of my sister? Where was Uncle Tom? What did his strange absence from my sick-room mean? All these things were hard for me to understand, and I was pondering ovex them when Doctor Tilling entered. "Ah, better, eh?" ho said cheerily. "Gordon is a good nurse. But he cays von insist on talking and falling out of bed and other incongruous things. You must quit it. I am goinerto send Gordon away now. He is toearly down himself. And I am going to put a nurse in here that you don't know aud who won't listen to you or talk to yon. There will be nothing left for you but to romain perfectly j quiet and get well." "i*m mere are some mings x am anxious to find out, doctor," I "whispered "Nonsense. All you want is to get well. j "But?" "Never mind the but3. Yon do ; just what I tell you, and in a few days ' iwe will have the talk.", Gordon came in and shook hands with ma. ? "Orders are orders, Tom," he said. "A good soldier never asks questions. Tilling orders me-away, and I am going. Bat he assures me you are out of danger, and in a fow days will be able to handle yourself. Do as he tells you, and get well a3 fast as you . can." A new, nurse was installed. lie wa3 a little man, as quiet as a mouse and not more talkative. But he was I bo familiar with the place and took hold j en rondilr that T snrmised that he ! had _ been with me all the time but' pretended to be a new comer that 1 might more easily be kept quiet. "Two days passed, daring which Tilling visited me; and I became coj> siderably stronger. So much so that, on the second, the doctor promised me that if the next day showed a like degree of improvement in my condition lie would allow me to sit on the porch, if it was fine, in the afternoon, and Gordon might come to see me. But he said nothing about Uncle Tom, and I learned better not to ask him questions. CHAPTER XXVI. I had a good night. I had eaten a hearty supper?that is, hearty for a sick man?and had slept soundly all night. When morning came, I found I had made a gain in strength and en joyed my breattast ana me prospect of an afternoon on the porch. Dr. Tilling said that I was getting along very well and conld stand it to see a few friends. The morning seemed very long in passing. About ten o'clock I fell into a light doze and did not wake until dinner-time. In the afternoon, Malliauki engineered the operation of getting ma onto the porch. A largo easy-chair was provided with cushions and pillows and placed by my bedside. Into this I was seated, or, rather, seated myself, for I was strong enough for that, and two of the men lifted chair and all and carried me onto the porch. Doctor Tilling stood by with cordials ready in case the moving was too much for me. But they were not needed. It was a splendid afternoon. The sky was clear and the snn bright. A cool, refreshing breeze came from the. ocean, and in the shade of the porch there was inviting comfort. I had hazdly got snugly fixed before 3ordea cams galloping up tbs xoad. fie gnvfe his horso over to a stableman *n'l ca:no tramping np the broad steps. Ho looked better than the last time I saw him, haggard nml worn through care and loss of sleep; but there was a look of melancholy 011 his faco that showed sorrow and anxiety. As he came onto tho porch lie gave Tilling an inquiring look. There must , have been an answer in Tilling's glance, for the worried look on Gor. don's face deeponed. "Thauk God for this much at least." tie sxid, as ha took my puny hand in Iris giant ones and pressed it. "We have you left to us, old fellow." "Yes?what there is of me," I replied. "I don't get well as fast as ] wish I could." "Yon are doing wonderfully well," said Doctor Tilling. "No complaints or fretting now, or back you go to vour bedroom." , "That settles tho complaint, then, bnt I must get well soon, doctor. There is so much to do." Gordon looked at Tilling again, and Tilling looked at Gordon. "Thero is something gone wrong which I have not been told," I said. "Whatever it i3, you may tell me without fear of the result. I have sustained the greatest shock, the greatest lorrow, the greatest loss, that I could sustain. And yet I live. I will live for revenge. I fancy this secret oi youra concerns Uncle Tom. If he were well he could be here with me. He would have been by my side coa? ?taatly." CT? bo continued.) Dead In a Boat. Norfolk, Special.?John L. Pearce, 33 years oi! age, prominent in society in Norfolk and cashier of the Standard Oil Company's branch here, was found dead Tuesday morning by a newsboy. The body was in a small skiff in Roanoke dock. No reason for Mr. Pearce's presence in that locality is known. The coroner's jury rendered a verdict ! giving congestion of the lungs and | kidneys as the cause of death. The body shows no marks of violence. Mr, Pearce's books are In excellent condition and there is nothing to indicate suicide. He had been hunting at Virginia Beach and was in good health and spirits. Schley's Appeal. Baltimore. Special.?Isador Rayner. counsel for Rear Admiral W. S. Schley, has finished the draft of the appeal from the findings of the court of inquiry and wHI go to Washington for a conference with the admiral. It Is expected the admiral will be ready to hand the appeal to President Roosevelt on Wednesday. The document contains over 100 typewritten ' pages. Schley Goes to Chicago. Washington. Special.?Rear Admiral and Mrs. Schley will leave here Friday morning at 10:045 via the Baltimore & Ohio for Chicago in a private car, furnished by the officials of the road, arriving in Chicago, Saturday morning at 9:30 o'clock. The admiral refuses to make public his appeal filed with the 1 President yesterday. This is in accord- 1 ance with the desire expressed by the > President at the time of Admiral Schley's visit to the White House. The President will turn the whole matter i over to Attorney General Knox for his j report and recommendation, these to be i made as soon as possible. , Postmasters Confirmed. The Senate in executive session Monday confirmed the following post- I masters: Florida, Olive E. Stout, i Fort Myers. Virginia, Samuel M. Yost, Staunton; Jacob W. Dudley, East ] Radford; John M. Griffin, Fredericks- , burg; Elisha G. Darden, Hampton; , Chas. P. Smith, Martinsville; Herbert U. Woodfln, National Soldiers' Home. Elizabeth City; Fred Read, Newport News; May Mosby Camp- j * * n-L*-* T n IllAonln ] Den. warrenum; nuucn u. Graham; Samuel H. Bliss. Farmvllle; Hamilton W. Klnzer. Front Royal. No Peace Negotiations. London. By Cable.?A. J. Balfour, the government leader, made a comprehensive denial in the House of Commons cf stories of negotiations for peace in South Africa. He deciared that since the negotiations between Lord Kitchener and Gen. Botha no proposals having in view the termination of the war had been received from any one professing to have the authority of the Boer leaders 1 to make proposals, and that no discus- i sions looking to peace were now pro- j ceodlng. , 11 Quick Justice. , Norfolk, Special.?There was quick 1 Justice administered to Neal Stanback, the 18-year-old negro who on Saturday evening assaulted Mrs. Elizabeth Preifer, a 70-year-old white woman, a few miles out in Norfolk county. Stanback ] was caught by a party of white men, brought to the county jail and locked j up. Large mobs made attempts to lynch j him but failed. Tuesday he waa indicted i by a grand jury, tried, convicted and sentenced to hang on March 12. Hi?, ( victim testified against him. * [ Somebody's conscience recently troubled him to the extent of $18,669,, 1 which was turned into the National ' Treasury. The amount looks, how- 1 ever, as if it had been marked down . a dollar by force of habit by the con-1 j science-stricken sender. j Pj^RICK on trial Reputed Murderer of Rice Before the Court THE $25,000 CHECK IN EVIDENCE. The Check Was Accepted Though th? Genuineness of the Signature Was Doubted. New York, Special.?The taking of evidence was begun in the trial of Albert T. Patrick, a lawyer, on an Indictment charging him with the murder of William M. Rice, in this city, in September, 1900. John H. Wallace, paying teller at Swenson's Bank, where Rico had an account, identified a check for $25,000 payable to Albert T. Patrick, as one that had been presented to him. It was the misspelling of the name Albert that caused a telephone call to Rice's apartment,which resulted in tha discovery that Mr. Rice had died the previous day. Counsel for Patrick objected to every question asked on this line on the ground that the witness could not testify to hearsey evidence*, but the recorder overruled the objections until Assistant District Attorney Garvin asked who answered the telephone. He sustained the objection that Mr. Wallace could not tell who it .was. Wallace testified that he had never . . seen Patrick until the day the check ^ was presented. So far as he knew. Rice's business was attended to by Jones, the valet-secretary. "In your opinion is the signature on the check the signature of Wm. M. Rice?" asked the attorney for the prosecution. Counsel for Patrick objected, but the witness was allowed to reply. i "In my opinion," he said, "it was no? A written by Mr. Rice." W On cross-examination Wallace said - ^^1 that when the check was returned to the bank endorsed "Albert T. Patrick," and "Albert T. Patrick" he stamped it "accepted," although he had doubts as to the genuineness of the signature. Finally he said: "I do not know what is wrong with the signature, but I don't like it It does not look natural to me. The final curve of the "M" for instance, looks as if it was an after thought." W. O. Weatherbee, a clerk in the bank of Swenson & Son, said he knei* Rice for 12 years. He was asked to tell of a visit alleged to have been made by Jones, the valet-secretary, to the witness' home, in Brooklyn, but this was ?1 ?J \1f oolrl ViD Vl Q I UltTU UUl. TV Utt OU1U UV never seen Patrick until the day the check was handed in at the bank. He had not known Patrick to be connected in any way with Rice's business. When Patrick called at the bank, he'saw Mr. Swensen. In the conversation that day Patrick said Rice's body was to be cremated, as "the old gentleman was a crank on cremation." Patrick also said there had been an understanding between him and Rice as to what waa to be done with the proceeds of the checks. Weatherbee said It was his ' opinion that the J25.000 check was .not atmA/1 KTT W7m \f Pipp 315UUU uJ ?? ui. ???vv. Counsel for Patrick objected to the admission of the $25,000 check as evidence, on the ground that the defendant was under indictment for forging that check and that it would not be fahr to bias the minds of the jury by admitting it. "This check is one of the steps by which I intend to prove the conspiracy between this defendant and Jones," said Mr. Osborne "The prosecution should not be allowed to say that a murder was committed because they think a check was forged," said Mr. Moore, for Patrick. The recorder admitted the check. Under cross-examination Weatherbee said he was not an expert in handwriting and he could not analyze the sig*_ mn? j WA ?_ Ulm nature on toe coeca. me uvuui m <u? mind was more general than specified, rhe witness said he did not decide tha check was not genuine when he first examined It. This was before it was stamped "accepted." Mr. Weatherbce then testified that the check was accepted and certified, ind that the certification was sancellod by Mr. Swenaon after he had talked with somebody over the telephone. To Observe McKlnley Day. ^ Memphis, Tenn.. Special.?Acting Mayor Henderson has Issued a procla- J matlon calling upon the city officials and public Institutions to observe January 29th as McKinley's Memorial Day, md requesting that contributions be made to the memorial fund. Tb? churches are asked to take up collections for the same purpose on Sunday, January 26th. Telegraphic Ticks. Rev. J. G. McCullough. a Methodist minister, aged 82 years, died at Wallalla, S. C., Thursday. The report is current in Germany that there is a great scarcity of plows n England, because most of them have jeen beaten into swords. Samuel E. Allen, of Salt Lake City, )wns a Wycliffe Bible, one of the first jooks printed in England. The volume s at least 300 years old. At a meeting of the Senate commitee on public buildings and grounds he following favorable reports were luthorized: To make addition to the :ost of the public building at Atlanta. 1500,000; to increase the cost of public milding, Newport News, Va., from 1200,000 to $230,000. #