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I CAMEO ~ f i By Booth * Tarkington and 4 Harry Leon ur(i * nuson i 0 A COPYRIGHT. 1909. BY TIE t "When tho girl had rejoined Kirby in the garden, M. Veaudry, who had been , an interested spectator of the little 1 tableau, exchanged with his compan- | ion a significant glance of grave sua- j picion. "He nous' have changed quickly, this colonel, since you saw him this morn- | log," he commented dryly. "I thiuk? 1 But who is this gentleman?" turning to confront Larkin Bunce. who, mopping his inflamed face with a dusty sleeve, bad thrown himself from his weary horse and boldly entered the gate. In fact, he had ridden at a breakneck pace all the way from New Orleans. "Your servant, sir," he greeted, bowing to Aaron. "I'm lookln* for the gentleman who come here in the carriage with the ladles." "Ab," exclaimed Mr. Kanaaii, closely scanning tbe other, "you're the geatleman who came to see Colonel Moreau this morning. Do yon wish to aee Mm now?" ^ $unce stilted violently, turning as pale as hit overheated condition permitted. "(4ood "But it was Colon#! Moreau who accompanied the ladles," explained Aaron. "And, sir, here be is now." Tbe old (gambler turned with a subdued exclamation of alarm, as If fully expecting to gee the ghaet of tbe mte lamented Moreau. But instead his startled eyes met those of his partner, who, bumming softly to himself, wee calmly approaching, a white camellia In his hand. "Come, cheer ap, Mr. Bnnce. I hope i I ? . ? .-.n n iruk* Tt,M / 1 jvn r VU4 ?icvvcu Mituj. a mvm? <. politely turning to Aaron, he added: "'Mr. Bonce to confused. His long ride In the heat baa been too much for him. Mr. Bonce m my?secretary. He looks robust, but is. In fact, very delicate. Might I eo Car trespass upon your hospitality as to beg a cooling draft for bimr Aaron bowed gravely and, accompanied by M. Veaudry, retired Indoors. They bad hardly left when Bunce's long repressed emotion overcame blm. "A coolin' draft," he echoed, with rlolent scorn. "I want a drink, and let It be strorg, friend. I always I knowed you was a fool. Gene Kirby. but I never knowed It was as bad as this. All the names in the world to pick from, and you chose the ' name of Jack Moreau! Why, dog my cats!" "Chance, Larkln, chance," returned : Kirby, quite unmoved. "It was the j Angel of chance who gave me the name." * "Angels? Angels?' caught up the other, his voice faint with the violence ; of his sarcasm. "Darned if I ain't lost! my hearin'. I'll be dogged if I ain't j delirious. Skin me if it don't seem like I'm settin' out la a garden and bearin' <iene Kirby talkin' about angels. It sounded jest like bis voice. 'Angels,' be says. Him?Cameo Kirby! Poor old Gene Kirby! Why. you mush brained chucklehead." be finished angrily, "don't you know that Tom Randall's been raisin* h? all over Noo Orleans. tryln' to run you down?" "Well, wbat of it?" Bunce, making a gesture eloquent of , despair, feebly sought the garden seat and mopped his intlamed face anew. "He asks me what of that,1' he wailed j to the surrounding scenery. "You pore, wanderin' lunatic! You know i blame well that of all places on earth | this is the 'ast you should have turn- j bled into. Now," with sudden energy and decision, "git ready to git out? quick! My boss is dead beat, but git your angel to loan you one and slope for the river. I'll catch ydu up at Natchez." ihit Kirby calmly refused the prof- 1 fered riding whip. "What's all the reason I shouldn't ?fnv here?" he demanded. "Why should I expect danger from these people?Mm e. Davezac, a Miss Pleydell and her father, a Creole named Veaudry anl a Miss Adele"? "Miss Adele who?" bellowed Bunce. "I don't know. That's all I'v^e heard them call her." Here the fates again intervened in the name of procrastination, for before Bunce coulJ inform his partner that he was the guest of the family which, thanks to the efforts of Colonel Moreau. was his sworn enemy the ladies entered, and to the fleshy gambler's infinite disgust, anger and misery he was again promptly introduced by Kirby as "my secretary." Moreover, despite his utmost efforts he eventually found himself pledged to remain the night. "But I dursn't do it, ma'am," he had expostulated to the smiling and infinrnitahle Mme Davezac. "Me and IKirby?I mean me and Colonel Moreau pot to pit right out of here. There's some mighty pressia' business waitin' for us?'specially for him, Ma'am." "Ah. but jou will make pos'ponethat business.'^ she returned. "I've already had y*ur horse taken to the sta ? M??M >? ? ? 0'0?0 I kIRBV I Adapted From i the Play of the Same ? Name by W. B. M. 1 Ferguson = ? AINSLEE MAGAZINE COMPANY i ? bles." Colonel Moreau. he says he will do us the honor to dine with us and remain the night, and that decides it. You are his friend and secretar'? So I shall see you at dinner, M. Bunce. Croup, the gentleman's room." And Larkfn. making an uncouth bow, swallowed his curses and followed the old servant. Passing Klrby. he breathed scornfully. "If I was some people I'd And out more about other people." Alone with Adele. Klrby leaned against the old suDdlal and attentively watched her deftly arrange in the basket her freshly gathered bunch of flowers. "Your friend evidently thinks you are not safe here." she said at length. "But you won't go? I?I know you are safe here." "I doubt it," he calmly interrupted. "Why?" sharply, looking up with wounded eves. "Because you are giving me a longer time to remember your kindness than I expected, and I'm afraid I'm finding that tbat Isn't the safest thing in the world for me." "(Treat danger In that, sir?" she gayly asked. Be joined in her laugh, but his eyes were half serious. "People who play wltbfire5^**" "Ah. but I don't believe you are a coward, sir. Of what was your friend afraid T* "Well, mainly he seemed disturbed because I didn't know your name," smiled Klrby. "But yon do." "Pardon, I don't. This is the first time I've been alone with you since we started. I've only heard you called 'Hiss Adele.' I don't even know whose plantation this is." "Neither?do?we," sue aaaeo saaty. *1?1 want to show you something." And, as If yielding to a sudden impulse, she unfastened from about her neck a jeweled miniature and handed It to her companion. Klrby Instantly recognized it as a portrait of the late John Randall, and j In a breath the full significance of j Bunco's observations came to blm. Amazed, he looked from the miniature to Adele, then to the house and back again to her. Observing his emotion, she whispered, "You knew my father?" "I met hlm?once," replied Kirby, taking a deep breath. "I was proud of him," she continued steadily, refasteuing the miniature about her neck, "and I am not the less proud of him now. You have heard how he died? Then you understand ! why we do not know whose plantation j this is; that we hold it at the mercy I of?Cameo Klrby " She dragged forth j the name with an accent and gesture i of unspeakable fear aDd loathing. "Your brother took Moreau's word for what happened that night, didn't ' he?" asked Klrby steadily. "Certainly. Had not Colonel Moreau shown himself my fathers rnenar' 1 she returned. "It seems to me that Moreau's word has gone for a good deal with your ; family," he commented, with veiled bitterness. "And why not? Do we need any | one's word upon a notorious adven- , turer who lives by gambling," she asked, with some asperity, "any one's | word upon a creature who preyed upon the weakness of a good man like my father?" "But has It ever occurred to you," 1 be returned quietly, "that possibly this j Klrby might never Intend to claim the ! plantation"? "Xo! No!" she interrupted vehemently, shaking her head. "He is too Infamous. But I don't want to think ! of him today. A change has come j over me, and?and somehow the world , is a different place"? She stopped : and then, with hushed cheeks and hurried breath, added: "I feel as if I had been living a long time in the shad- j ows?shadows full of darkness and i ugly thoughts. But it has lifted today | somehow What is it?" She turned, asking the question with wondering eyes, her face transfigured, j And as if the heavens, bearing out her statement, offered a sign which presaged future peace aud happiness, a surcease from all tribulatiou and suffering, the final and complete obliteration of the shadows of the past, the j homing suu, peeping from over the dis- i taut house, bestowed its last caress , upon Adele Randall, transforming her j somber dress into one of gayety and splendor. True to M. Veaudry's proph- j ecy. it appeared as if her long affected mourning was to be at length discard- . ed; but. contrary to that gentleman's long cherished hopes, his was not the personality to induce the metamorphosis. CHAPTER IX. VEX a more obtuse and inexperienced man than Eugene uBPiPit would not have failed SaSJ to interpret Adele's words and bearing, the cau^e of which was as yet beyond ber understanding. Kir by 1 | knew that he was dealing with no coquette, who sought to pander to vanity or who considered all men the playthings of an idle hour. It was not so much Adele's words as her manner, ' which betrayed a frank liking and in- ! terest, which, despite his modest argu- i ments to the contrary, could no longer | be attributed to an impersonal regard . for his safety and welfare. He saw I that, unknown to herself, she was rap- ! idly passing through the various stages ! of liking and interest, beading straight > for that inevitable climax which is ' dignified by the term love. Iu view of the fact that he had already arrived j there and had made every effort to assist her toward the same goal, the j present misgivings huu ac??. tcuauic j which now assailed him were decided- i ly out of place. True to his character, be had acted ; first and considered last. He had put forth every effort to" please, to awaken her heart, and now that there were signs that It was answering he was dismayed. In the flush of his new and welcome experience he bad forgotten his calling, his reputation?forgotten that be was a common gambler, with no claim upon such society as he was now enjoying?forgotten everything but that, by some miraculous fortune, he had been transplanted to the land of his dreams, bad met Its central figure and bad promptly plunged bead over heels In love. Klrby's thorough If tardy self censure, however, was hardly justified, for he had made no conscious efforts to enlist Adele's regard, and their mutual attraction bad been as Instantaneous and spontaneous as it was natural and to be expected. But the knowledge of her identity had awakened him to a lively sense of his true position, and, although he was far( from being the scoundrel which Moreau bad pictured and Adele believed him, his regard for her clearly showed <hlm that by remaining be was jeopardising her future peace and happiness. He must save her from hepelf and from him and. do matter bow difficult It wouj4 prove, kUl her dawning Interest,/which naturally was iTaaedon lie opposition that he was a gentleman privileged to associate with one of her standing. Filled with this resolution, 1 he now turned and said: "Miss Randall, you've been kinder , to me than any woman ever waa Ton saved my life this morning. Bat my ' friend is right I'd better go. Already you've helped me more than you ought" v >.1 Instantly the angelic, wrapt expres- 1 aion was sponged from her face, and. ' astonished, almost angry, she turned upon him. "Why? What right have yon to say that?' she demanded. "Do you think I don't want to?' "No," he admitted. "Bat?bat I can't stay." "Do yon want me to believe that you're afraid?' "Yes. I'm afraid." "Afraid because we expect the real Colonel Moreau tonight or tomorrow? I'm not afraid of his coming, and you can't make me believe that you are. I don't believe you were ever afraid c f a man in your life." She stood very straight and looked Into bis eyes, an incredulous, challenging smile on her lips. "No, I was never afraid of a man." he admitted quietly. "But I am afraid of"Of me?" she whispered Interpreting the pause. "Yes," he said simply. Her eyes battled to meet his own. but every effort proved futile, and at length, coloring vividly, she sought the garden seat, half turning her back, while he pre-empted the arm, toying j restlessly with the white camellia he still carried. "I gather from the stories you read the General," he continued, bending toward her, while he smiled half cynically. "that the bad prince always keeps following the beautiful princess, and of course she.always finds him out. Now. it looks to me like a weakness in his character that he doesn't quit before she has the chance to. In my opinion, he's a fool to take the risk." Her answer came tremulously, but withal brave and to the point. "1 suppose I could find a story In which she would want him to take the chance. Now?now, are you going to stay?" turning and looking up, half daringly, into his eyes. "I can't," he said doggedly. "And ^ ?- Ia*> the sooner i go me ueuer. iyuu t icw anything ever make you sorry that you helped me. Ooodby." And, throwing the camellia on the bench, he resolutely offered his hand. But she ignored the hand and picked I up the discarded flower. "Not yet. not yet." she whispered. "There is Ann calling me. and I must dress for dinner. But 1 shall expect to see you again before you leave. You will wait here? You may tell me j goodby then?if you wish to." He bowed, seating himself dejected- i ly on the garden seat, while she flew into the house. The sun had set. and twilight was fast approaching, the shadows of the trees blending in one solid gray itn- 1 palpable mass. It seemed as if the dis- j appearance of the sun and Adele had ' been coincident, productive of the j same effect. Without warning the: day's work seemed to be clamoring for | toll, demanding more than Kirby owned. He felt weary, spent, utterly forsaken and alone, the bleak and barren future stretching interminably before 1 him. Hostage of his bitter humor, he : - - .u-. ?u ? was oblivious to trie iact mat mc um negro, Croup, watcbing his opportu- i nitj, had stolen from the house and was now regarding him fixedly, and he started when at length the other timidly ventured to address him. I "Morse, vo" scuse me, sab. Could t (Continued on Page S.) Fraterml ?me1s * /*^j?s^^v Kingstree CAMP NO- 27. //~i ^dW\LlU IWCUI MimXH ' ^^UimittL Ok^n lst *n<^ 3r<1 MOOd?) I r+sffJ&BB; 1WB I] Nights In ?aoh Visiting choppers cor. '.^7?MCw dlally invited tocomt \ v??*is?i?'Vs*& up and sit on a stump v-5fV *yir or hang about on tht | ^ limbs. Thos. McCutchen, 97 12m. Con. Com. A CKnAR gerembe *m]^' " " E. B. McElveen, l7-4-6m. Con, Com. _ jp o? vM>* Kingstree Lodge yRgSt No. 91 JB||? Knights of Pgtfyias ^ Regular Convention* Every 2m4.mmi 4tk.W?4a?4ay algfct* Visitinsr brethren always welcome. Castle Hall 3rd story Gourd in Building. C. D. Jacobs, C. C. C. C. BURGESS, K R S & M F """ ! ? Seed Cotton Licenses. I The following Is a list of those who I have bought seed cotton licenses ap to I and including September 27,1910: ] Peter Pendergrass, S J M Tisdale, J J Bradham, i H D Ferrell & Bro, ' H J McFadden. < Bartell Bros. < Marshall Bros, < John 31 Barrineau. 4 F Rhera A Sons, ( F Rhem & Sons, , A T Cooper, W N Clarkson, Daniel Wilson, ' B N Stuckev, * W E Davis, < A B Burrows, < WINexson, ( S J Full more, , Blakvley-Mc'/Ullough Corp, , Blakeley-McCullough Corp. Blakeley-McCullough Corp, Gonrdin Mercantile Co, * W Weslvy oingle'tary. ' snow uranain, J D Scott, * Joint Stock Co, Mouzon, < Pr^sser & Carter, < E F Prosper, . J N Browder, W R Graham, ~ J M Nexsen. | S L Th?>mi?son. g H L Grayson & Bro. 1 W W Barr, ( R D Gamble, g E C Cunningham. 1 A J Prosper, f W I Tisdale & Bro, g Mack Hammond. y Wash Miller, f C^o??per Bro?. g .1 L Gowdy, J J J Hanna. ( W A -Brockington, g F E Huggins. 1 S R Mouzon, Jr. f E M McCutchen, g M D DeLorme, l T J Pendergrass, ( W D Harmon. g C W Hanna, 1 W G Hanna, ( W C Hemingway & Co, | VV C Hemingway & Co, J W C Hemingway & Co, ( W t. Hemingway A Co, | T M Prown. 1 J B Tallevast, I Gus McKnighr. 4 Kellev Thomas, y S B Poston, r Poston & Johnson Bros, "Walter Poston & Co. Billie Cooper, | Burgess Bros, 7 John Scott, lj B Wallace Jones & Sons, | D E Mc? utchen, 7 M G MeMillan. I G J Graham, Jr. | Si'ott Bros. 7 E T Gaskins & Co, L H Edward Eaildy, f John Wilson, 7 A E Hill. William McKnight, | S J> Cunningham. 1 W I Hedges Co. ( W H Wilson. | DL&M Fulton, J William Adams. ( B L tiist iV Br< . | Robt McKniglit, ; Alex Pres-ley, ( W V Str< >riL'. | G A Brown. J Snowden A- Tisd;.le, ( .1 T Eaddy, J J < i Eaddy, ' S A Gtierrv it Bro, ( W M o'Bryan, j Hus'n McCutehen, ; J W White, Kobt McKadden, Jr, j Joe Wilson. ; Donnelly Bros. ( T M Kellalian. j II O P.RITTOX. L 9-15-tf . C C CP A" G S | ( - ..JjJ. v\ tlf not ready we will let y< tnall if you I B8T1BU QEO> W. OH WART?. MWMIi Educate Your ( KINGSTREE GRADE pre] Boys and Girls for j Climate unexcelled. Competent Instructors music. Building well Boarding Pupils and Co-op Spacious Auditorium a] Fall Term Begins M For further information a] i J. W. Swittenberg Superintendent r. . Kingstr W1 |B low ^ C^hnic HI -Uili. .. v ? t] iM <? ^VB^mhvv1 111 ? Ground Bone for Yi Jj makes hens lay and tl Jj 10c per pound, 2 Jj * 2f/>e People ? H. A. MILLE1 i> ???????????????? SC?CSCS?3CSC 2 SILVER DEI r) flt<*nll#*n TllO A MVV|#aa ? f\ 257 KING STREET, < * Have in stock an unusually z f/ verware; Baskets for Fruit, B A Coffee Sets; Vases; large i f\ Trays; Individual Almond A Dishes, Candlesticks; Sane K Bowls; Whipped Cream Bo\ variety at reasonable prices. I) Also carry a complete line < a Diamonds suitable for presen f\ Mail orders receive the mos A tion. We invite our Williams R or send us their orders. n QO t STACKLEY'S DRY f For your Shoes, We I Most Up-to-date Stocl F) Crossett for gentlemen at J Crossett Bench Made for ge: I) Nesmith Bench Made Boote L Nesmith Bench Made Half! P Barber's Boys' Boots from * ' Rmre' QK^oo r / Dctl UC1 O uau i o unv^c 11 J barber's Work Shoes f\ American Ladies' Fine Shoe i A good line of Ladies' Fine F Also we handle the Leno fl and Infants Philadelphia Ms 3 Give us a call and be conv J I Remember we wil jn Stackley's Dry jK The Dayl i . < j-,, .\>tx -J /.y 5- PATS for our FULL BOOKKEBP INQ COURSE 8CHOLAESHIP if * you write at once and state where l you saw this ad. Regular price Is ? 71 $100. To advertise this school, only a limited number of scholarship^ will be sold at the low rate of 926. now, write and have one reserved and 5u pay later. We can also teach you by irefer. JSINESS COLLEGE ^ SHSD 1844 INOOHPORATED 1804 LOUISVILLE, KY. m Children at Home V D AND HIGH SCHOOL pares * College or Business * i 4 ^ Flowing Artesian Wells, i. Thorough training in Heated and Ventilated. ;< ; -T iration of Patrons Solicited. ' ad Splendid Library. *r t /: [onday,Septl9,1910 , ?/ U A. pply to It q E. C. Epps, ? Clerk Board of Trustees- i" i ... ... * $ ee S C iV.r-w: * ! . ' Jsnj 7 M I'D * ntofv <; * ;e Beef and Mutton at &? , ng prices. $ S; < burger Fresh Grouna g V ef at 15c per'pound. ? 5^ N A iur Hens and Biddies ff 1 I* he little chickens grow. J ) 1 pounds for 25c. g ?'s MarRet. ^ ? , r g R, Proprietor. ?ARTMENT^ mas & Bro., C CHARLESTON. S. C.. W) ittractive* display of rich Sil- jf on Bons, Cakes and Flowers; W) ind small Comportiers; Bread (J Dishes; Glass-lined Relish Jj Iwich Plates; Mayonnaise 7A vis and a further extensive J; >f everything in Jewelry and ts on any occasion. v jL st careful and prompt atten- m) jburg friends to call in person 7A USSS9SSi * GOODS COMPANY ft have the Largest and k in Kingstree, such as: Jl $4.00 f) i ntlemen at $5.00 (? < for gentlemen $7.50 Soots for Gentlemen $5.00 jL $3.50 to $4.00 J? om $2.00 to $3.00 w) $2.00 to $4.00 (# s from $3.00 to $4.00 #) ,jr> Shoes from $1.25 to $4.00 7A x or 3 W Misses, Children's jT ide Shoes, As good as made. JI inced. ^ II not be Under Sold. jl ? /-* iR uooas company w). light Store X : , r : " - >. t.