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) “j-rcv“*- hited Tale of L e v i n g t o n Pelee -C - O - M f o r t CfPTifltA ItOi by Will Ucrfcnrtoa Comfort Ojwrfiht, 1907, by J. R. L irrm c o rr C ompact . All rishta reserrad 3 S £ C H A P T E R X I I I — (Continued.) “S a n , I m o st leave nothing tmdon* to- I w a n t th e years bright for yon, a d I oiast try once more. After all, the mother o f my beloved can do no wrong.\ \People m ight be sa fe away np there jo the H o m e d’Orange,\ she -sald, fear fully, \b a t yon most pass to and fro th n m fh. the d t r r* Gently be tam e d her face from the bid den city. \look yonder Into the splendid night I\ be whispered. \Feel the sting of the' spray. H e a r the bows sing I It's all for am, I«are, the gilded trade to the moon, the loveliest of earth's distances— e n d th e sky afterward l We can’t leave this great thing undone. Listen, dearest; when the dawn comes np the Madame wfil be lying seven or eight miles off shore. I'll take the launch Into the har bor, and dtmh the mom a once more to the b i t plantation house, bringing yonr love a d - mine to the mother-bird whom I «we for aO things good. If she will not «osoe with me, I shall command' Uncle Joey to take her to F o rt de France. Aft+r fptftf --- :— She was dinging to him and sobbing. '\A fter that?\ she repeated. \We steam for F o rt de France then,” he said, \and F a ther Damien must spare cs an boar from bis labors. After that, beloved, you a d I and the honeymoon— e a t on the swinging seas I\ Jest- now Denny Macready appeared on t l a bridge. “Lera, I want yon to know this Den- ay,\ said Constable. \ I found him in a etoke-hold, and haven’t been able to get rid of him since. H e's my steward at sea, my butler ashore; and “Yours solid’ anywhere. Denny. I ’m going ashore at \ U s crool t’ hear, so it .\ \That point Is p retty well covered. Den- ay. I want yon—that is, I’m leaving Mixs Staasbary In your hands.\ “Sb-sh—wait till I putt on me gloves.” \How are y e a r charges faring; Denny?” Cecstable asked. \Ia a t tb’ little wane; yon mane?\ \Yes; the natives.” \ I f I oo'y had some goats, sorr l” \Why goats?\ \Sure I’ve been potherin’ with lime waiher a ’ sea w a iter a ’ wnther straight u ’ sugar av milk—whin goats could do a t all, an' betther.\ Macready went below, leaving a laugh «a the bridge —which was no little tbing. T h e Madame crept in to the «dge i f f the sznoke. The gray ghost of morning was sresllng into ihe~Batef5I~baze. The ship” foond anchorage. The launch was in readiness below. I t was six in the morn ing. Pugh, the new third officer, was Jast leaving the bridge. Constable a d Lara, were standing a t the door of his was seven-thirty, and the distance was two miles to the plantation house. At eight, or soon' afterward, he would be there—eight on the morning of Ascension Day; a t nine, In the launch again, speed ing ont to the smile of the bride 1 Twenty times a minute she recurred to him as be walked. There was no waning nor wearing—wave a wearing brighter, perhaps—of the images she had pat in his min'd. The night had brought him ' palaces a d gardens and treasure houses; everywhere he turned,' new riches broke upon him. That her face had lain be tween his hands; that his hands had brought that face to his own; that her whispers, kisses, confidences, her prayers a d passions a d coming years, all found thair center and origin In himself, like bright doves that had a cote within his heart—these thoughts lifted the poor man to sudh heights of praise and blessedness that he seemed to shatter the dome of hu- man limitations, and emerge crown a d shoulders into the illimitable ether. The road np the morns stretched blind ing white before him. Panting a d spent not a little, he strode upward through the vicious pressure of heat, holding his helmet free from his head, that the air might circulate under the rim. At length, opon the crest of the morne, he perceived the gables of the plantation house, above the palms a d mangoes, gold-brown in the dazzling haze. Pelee roared. Sullen a d dreadful out of the silence voiced the monster, roused to his labor afresh. The American began to run, glancing back at the darkening north. * * * The crisis was not passed In favor of peace. The holiday was darkened. The Madame would fill with refugees' now, a d the rodd to Fort de France turn black w(tK flight. These were bis thoughts as'he1 ran. The lights of the day burned out one by one. The crust of the earth stretched to a cracking tension. The air was beet ling with strange concussions. In the clutch of realization, he turned one shin ing look toward the sea. Detonations ac cumulated into the crash of a thousand \«rip« ________________ : ______________ 3 S£ Shs must not hinder them. Tbsy bad nmch to do. Her part; was self-effacement. In the darkening ^passageway - she . heard Laird ■houring ,'orders above, head- him command the native women to “tumble be low,\ and the sallofs to eeal the. ways after them, heard the: deep sea langnag« and—“barometer” • *. * “Constable” *—*—*—There were-running-feet,-bell»-f below, cries from the native women, quick oaths from the sailors. The ship rose ’and settled like a feather in a breeze. She was incapable of swift - action. Macready lifted her into the cabin-,’a d slammed the door, rushed to the ports a d screwed them tight with lightning 'fingers, led her to a chair a d locked It in Its wives. - He calls It “the sleep cure,'\ socket. ...... I a n d - it consists in sneaking In -when “That’s the deere,” he said breathless- hubby Is 'asleep a d talking to Ms snb- ly. .“Shud so much as a shpark from the conscious self. In this way, Rev. Mr. mountain raise so much as a bloosh upon jjoge declares, a woman- of bln ac-- your cheek, sura I ’d nlver be able-1* foce q u i t ta n c e cured her husband o f a had case of going to the club, says £n<F cess/ ____________________________ SncgeitloB u s Caret. Eev. Henry C. Bose has given to the world a discovery whlch__canhot -fall to be- a great boon to ¿11 downtrodden Mr. Constable again, but go on stholdn’ forlver an’ iver.” — “It’s very good-of—your^-she-answered dully. She sat very «till, not daring to relai the rigid tension of her face, her hind), or her brain, lest the scream of madness break forth. From out the shoreward darkness thundered vibrations which ren dered soundless all that had passed b» fore. Comets flashed by the port holes. The ship shuddered a d fell to her ‘star board side. “To-morrow night,” this neglected wife whispered Into his subconscious ear, “you will not go to the dub to drink and carouse, but you will spend the evening with me.” The head of the family thus taken advantage of h a s completely forgotten his dub a d Its annual dues, and now they have to send for a blacksmith to pry him loose from his home. According to the Xew- Elght bells had just sounded when the great thunder rocked over the gray-black I ark gentleman, this is only one of nn- harbor, and the molten vitals of the mon-1 merous cases where people hare been ster, wrapped In a black doud, filled- the j reformed against the better judg- heavens, gathered themselves, a d plunged inent. down upon the city and the sea. As for it's gj] very well for the wife, bnt the de Stael, eight miles from shore a d wha£ 0f the rent-payer a d provider twelve miles from the craters, she seemed to have fallen from a habitable p l a e t Into the fire-mist of an unfinished world. She heeled over llk^ a biscuit tin, dipping her bridge and gunwales. She was del uged by blasts of steam a d molten stone. Her anchor chain gave way, and, burn ing In a half-dozen places, she was sucked in-shore. (To be continued.) •Commence b y vtaWrg 2 mp&mfeñ Befinre h reakfasi a d eme 2 $ fesfitSms. Busby, irregular «yañxnoKS sftrarGdt Be brushed lightly w ith * 2 eamtensfiafir brush «dipped i n «¡Ebr« «¡3L Tfie m r n r treatm ent 3s good f a r ¡stiff a n d Banrrih eyebrows a d 3s said t o gna%ff fittemi ■grow. T o help ¡keep jhauds sm a g a i £ u r sew ing, snake rmHrtrmK ®f « a s te a gtemre”. fleeced Mfle ¡next io tornite. Jk B se 3C jam® ■wHl-anaase-íw -o pai t e — SS yacu- ent them , ¡buy 2 ¡pair ®ff nnatfs amd fia »fifi»y* ■nte tBfcS purpose o f Ufa - Would jo t pinurre th e magie secret e£ fitte »TrftemfWf- transform s all Hrfrrgc t o gp&I? I t I s OTTtTPTfT'rfmeVB a 0T, |to use x. Better word, selfishness. H e w6» goes forth Beat-upon being al- wrys'Èfnzfr o lw a y s 'h típfiil^ín th e lit- fife daily events of life; will find all Hig-« tinted with gold. a l l Bis nights I s e t w ith s t i r s and. unexpected flowers off pfetsure springing up In his path way. aU Ms tears: shall t u r n into snrfiWr. Then rip» «ne* smd baste ttbein ito f i t use fo r pattern. Aw «scellent tonr wuaSi fri ta t-nto- one ounce c f borax amd ®ns e a s e s£. powdered «oaphor annd ¿S hee H® v Em 2 pint -of boiling waiter added 6» caM w a te r in 2 bowl. T h e æauçûmr wE3 form into Smnps. im t 2 sufiSifism amount wID dissolve. TTftrte wriES strengthen ¡the h a i r 2 nd-preserve tute- color. Aettrm rt Ite». The eh arm off vera mam Etes vast fia beauty, b n t inflbrifinalBiy —SS she osaSd JXxfs a r e al£ trimmed on th e right, amS th e favored w ay Is to have th e fltewees o r ribbon tossed on hazardous ly near tb e edg*; as If Ju s t about to gaia overboard. T h is Jaunty, Irrespon- tíbte device fs supposed to lend care- Haas grace to -the millinery m aster piece. A s v ariegated as th e crowns a n d tbo Brims o f th e new hats are, there i s * FLO’S PHOTOGRAPHS. H e r Boy Friend» W ere Alvmy» Giving; H e r T h e ir Picture«. “Don’t you think Kent Hampton’s last photograph is a splendid one?” Flo Davol asked, carelessly. A swift color flashed, across Rachel Hill’* face. She tried' to make her voice* indifferent, but the hurt would show a little. “I haven’t seen it,” she replied. “Haven’t seen it?” Flo echoed. “Hdw queer, when you are such friend*I- I \ I know Unit you could do no greater thin g then th is —for me,” she told him; \b a t w h en a woman comes into h er own— as I have—it is terrible to be left alone mo soon. There a re warnings in the wind, nteaace* ia the silence; danger s in every thing. I t eum o t be that I have foond yea, my lover, only to lose you again. Oh, «ome baek to toe quickly, dear 1\ \Three boots shall see as on our way to W est d e France,\ 'he answered blithely. \T r u s t m e to harry back to you. Pelee is still now. I t may be th a t th e pressure \There; k is s me; end don’t w a it! The •very name of Pelee is horrible 1\ She .moved with him to th e ladder. \ I thought .^-P weald be braver than this, Pierre Va- 3 m r r He whispered a last word and descend- -od. Ernst'had been relieved, and another aeSSor w a s in the branch, one for whom preparations bad been made In the dim ball. Constable was happy. He waved a M ss s t the pale, mate face leaning over- aide, and the fog rushed fa between. CHAPTER XIV . The launch gained the inner harbor, ■mod th e w h ite ship* a t anchor were seen vague phantoms in the sapor —French ■framers. Italian barques, and the small e r West Indian c raft—all with their work to do and their way to win. Constable beard one officer ebest to another, in- galling if Saint Pierre was in the usual or had switched sites with Hades. On the porch of the plantation house, twenty yards away,, stood the mother ot Lara, her eyes fascinated, lost in the north. At the steps he fell, caught her skirt, her waist, in his bads. Across the lawn, through the roaring black, he bore her, brushing her fingers and her fallen hair from his face. He reached the curb- ing of the old well with his burden, crawl- ed over, a d grasped the rusty chain. In candescent tongues lapped the cistern’s raised coping, a d running streams of red dust filtered down. It was eight in the morning of Ascen sion Day. La Montagne Pelee was giv ing birth to Death. day was clearing rapidly, however, 2 nd before th e launch reached shore the baxs was so Kited that Pelee could be flsstfag a. pennant of black out to La-the city a large frame ware-' 'w a s alifa g . The tinder-dry struc ture was befog destroyed with slmost ex- ¥Q£Q J .- \W ait for me here,” Constable said to the sailor, as the launch scraped the \Segar T «tiding. . A bEstesfog b eat rushed down from the -expiring baSding to the edge of the land. -Crowds watched the destruction. Many of the people were fo holiday a ttire. This was the Dey of Asreneioo . . and Saint P iaste would shortly pray and praise a t th e ccfhediaL E n a now the bells were catling; sad there was low langhter from g group o f maidens. W as i t n o t good to Bra; since the sua d o n e again and the waagataia did not answer the sainted bells? I t was true that Pelee poured forth a Mrrlc streamer with lightning h i ita foSds; true Gist th e people trod upon th e h e t g r a y dn a t o f the ToIcanoVwaate -fhet the h e a t was such as no man .had -ever t t i t before and m a n y mat In misery a ? « th e groand; true, indeed th a t voices «£ hysteria cam e from the hovels; a n d the oS'trscorer^d death from the by ttaj *—-bet th e gsfo s p irit was not dead. S3«. hcSSe w a re calling; the mountain was « 2 3 ; b r ig h t dresses were ahroed— fee Che torrid children of France most iKssh. •Coestsids fe d fa with th e procession e« t i e sexy to th e cathedral. Reaching he ffifnAsd to a huge tòodt of stone lu the »snare, and hurled brosdeaxt^the gtssa of S i ^ s t . Many had aem. M m be- shea Ms face was haggard. He , -was n rifieg sow. There waaLcolor.ln. htx Æfr, firs fa his eyes; a rin g la his volca. Fear w m n o t ia him. -A esrsiege w a s n o t procurable, so be w*Hc*à toward the Mora* -JTOntngcu I t CHAPTER XV.' When the launch entered the denser cloud a d faded from her sight, .Miss Stansbury retired to the cabin. Ovor all her thoughts of the unhallowed parting from her mother the night before, and the clean, valorons act of her lover now, hung the defined terror lest Pelee should inter vene. She heard Macready’s step at the door; the calm voice of a officer on the bridge; the morning bells. The pale winding sheet was unwrapped from the beauty of morning. Though a port-hole she saw the rose a d gold on the far, dim hills. Her eyes smarted from weariness, but her mind, like an auto matic thing, swept aronnd the great cir- from the ship to the city, to the hoose beyond the morne a d back again. She~8aw~bim In the launch,-in the midst- of native groups on the shore, In the plantation honse, begging her mother^ to listen. Importuning Uncle Joey to”take her to Fort de France, returning through the streets with people following—the crowded branch, a d then the joy of emp ty arms filled. Bnt sometimes Pelee would burst Into the deepening channel of thoughts, effacing the whole, a d leavinfc her, a shrieking, dishevelled creature, In ths midst of a chaos which would not a - swer. She went on deck. Laird, the first officer, invited her - to ascend the bridge. He was serntinzing through the glass a blotch of smoke on the city front. “What do you make of it, Miss Stansbury?” he asked. The lenses brought to her a nucleus of red In the black bank. The rest of Saint Pierre was a gray doll settlement, set in th e ' shelter of little gray hills. She could see the riven a d castellated crest of Pelee, weaving his black ribbon. It was all small, silent a d unearthly. “That’s a fire on the shore,” she said. “Exactly,” said Laird. Shortly afterward- the ' trampetlngs of the monster began. The harbor grew yellowish-black, ^fhe shore crawled deep er Into the shrond, a d was lost alto gether. The water took on a fool look, as if ths bed of the sea were churned with some beastly passion: The achoiT chalrf drew taut, mysteriously strained,. a d b a g e d a -tattoo against the steel-bound eye. Bine at the fore mast, livened suddenly into a spurn of writhing, like a hooked lizard. The blade, quivering columns .of smoke from’ the fun nels were fanned. down upon «the .deck, adding soot to the'white smear from the volcano. 1_Lara felt Macready pulling, at. her arm. ^ \Ye musht go below, miss. Ys know me ordhers.” She rebelled with sodden vehemence, declaring that she would smother down there. J ____ ___ , _____ \Yon ctn do no good here, sure. Don’t make It crooi fur me?” I ^ \Make baste below, miss—squall com ing P* commanded Laird. Gentleness a d jollity were gone from the large red face. She suffered herself to be drawn down the ladder, crushed by the officer's words, and< the iron fingers of fear doting about h*r heart. A hot, fetid breath charged the air. The water daced, alive with the y east- of-w o rlds, —The-dlsordered- sky-1 toned violence. Pelee had set the foun dations to trembling. Lara drifted into the open polar region, Dtapalx. These men were all his friends. -have It somewhere nere — — She began hunting through the pho tographs crowding her desk. They were nearly all photograph* of-bby* or yonng men, a d Kent’s was clearly In sight, as Rachel, with a flash of con tempt, saw at once, although It was several minutes before Flo apparently \dlscorered^IE T h e n ' 8he~banded~lt“ to Rachel. H e r whole elaborate, over dressed little figure betrayed her de light In her pretty triumph. “It certainly Is queer that he didn’t give you one,” she repeated, “but the boys are always giving things ’ tó 'mé.í Really, I don’t know what to do with half of them l\ As Rachel walked home through the September afternoon her eyes were full of bitterness. Why was It, she wonder ed, that girls like Flo got so much more than their share of good times a d — things? She would not have cared about the others, but Kent Hampton, who had been her playmate ever since she could remember, a d was going away to college In two days. Oh, Flo could have had anything else If she only had not spoiled that dear old friendship. That evening Kent came over with bis chum—who was also Rachel's cousin—Tom Calverly. Usually the three had the happiest of evenings, but Íhl8 .tlma sometoIrig_wa8_plalnly wrong.. The boys kept up their nonsense, but it did not \go” as usual. Finally Tom remarked of something: “It’s dead easy—as easy as one of Flo Davol’s photographs—eh, Kent?” Rachel grew red, then pale. “I should think you’d be ashamed 1” sh* cried, facing them indlgnatly. The boys stared at each other In per plexity. “To Joke over a girl .when you give her your picture,” she stammered. “It —it’s contemptible 1” Kent's lip* tightened, but Tom whis tled softly/ “Look here, Ray,” he asked, \don’t you know, honest?” \Know w h a t?” Rachel Inquired. “The way she gets those pictures.' She gets them by asking—that’s how. She asks so that a fellow can’t refnss Tmlcss-he’s-a-b ru te.— I—guess-I—have- STYEES IN S Z A T M & CGSTOMES. half a dozen of hers somewhere r o a d . Kent, here, Is such a Sir Galahad h* burns them—sayB It’s not fair to have, them lying ro a d , even If the girl did force them on you.” ^ “Ohl\ Rah el cried, softly. Bnt up in her room that night she looked out with happy eyes Into th* dark. I t was so good to keep one’s friends on the old high terms—It was so good to keep one’* self-respect 1— Youth’* Companion. _ Wot Bo lJseVei«, Either. “Wildcat mining stocks are not alto gether useless—or worthless, either,” said a New York brokerxwho hunted cheap mining stocks the other day as he h a g up the telephone receiver. “Here’s a m a who just-offered me |5 0 for enough mining stocks to . have a face value of $50,000. -He wasn*t par-: tlcular what stocks he got If they only had a paper valne of $50,000. I dosed the deal and shall-make money on it; too. W hat did he want with such stocks? Well,. I haven’t’ the slightest doubt but that he-Is getting ready to to show his creditors where hi* money has been dropped. We often get *ucb requests and-are usually «hi» to fill them.\ of m a te rial blessings? H as h e no rights which his own fam ily 1* b o a d to- respect? Somewhere a jndge ha* decreed th a t a wife is justified in rifling her h n s b a d ’s pockets fo r small change. Is she also to be allowed to take aw ay hlB Inalienable a fool of himself? : ’ A hot bath taken a t night affords r e freshing sleep. : ■ Persons subject to. rheumatism or weaklheart, should_notjtake_baths_that are Ice-cold. ¡ When, the eyebrows are too heavy ¿nd Inclined to be coarse, a stick po made that holds the h a irs i n place-Is an .excellent lotion to apply. .For the baggy appearance under the ¿re*,', rub gently with t he tip* of the finger*' dipped In alcohoL Afterward massage In the same way with cold cream. / _ ------ When shampooing; never rub ths pomp ,directly on the hair, as It gnms gnd Is - almost Impossible to rub or rinsed off- ' Always have the soap I p some liquid form, v Olive oil, taken internally, i s excel lent for • biliousness, a n d will do ranch fn improve a yellow, plm plsd bnt b e b rought t o amdcKStand th a t f a r t . 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