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C SYNOPSIS. —10— Le Comte de Sabron, captain of French cavalry, takes to his quarters to raise hand a motherless Irish terrier pup, an names it Pitchoune. He dines with the Marquise d'Esclignac and ,meets Miss Ju, Da Redmond. American heiress. He is or- dered to Algiers but Is not allowed to take servants or dogs Miss Redmond takes care of Pitchoune. who, longing for his master, runs away from her. The marquise plans to marry Julia to the Due de Tremont. Pitchoune follows Sabron to Algiers, dog and master meet, and Babroa gets permission to keen his dog with The Due de Tremont finds the Americas heiress capricious. Sabron, wounded in an engagement. falls into the dry bed of a river and Is watched over by Pitchoune. After a horrible night and day Pitchoune leaves him. Tremont takes Julia and the marquise to Algiers in his yacht but hail doubts about Julia's Red trout mission. CHAPTER XVII—ContInued. She had done this for several daye, but now she was restless. Sabron was not in Algiers. No news had been brought of him. His regiment had been ordered out farther into the desert that seemed to stretch away Into infinity, and the least cruel sands knew, and the stars knew where Sabron had fallen and what was his history, and they kept the secret. The marquise made herself as much at home as possible in Algiers, put up with the inefficiency of native servants, and her duty was done. Her first romantic elan was over. Sabron had recalled to her the idyl of a love. affair of a quarter of a century be! fore, but she had been for too long Marquise d'Esclignac to go back to an ideal. She pined to have her niece a duchess, and never spoke the unfortunate Sabron's name. They were surrounded by fashion able life. As soon as their arrival ha been made known there had been flutter of cards and a passing o carriages and automobiles, and thi worldly life added to the unhaPPI ness and restlessness of Julia. Amon the guests had been one woman who she found sympathetic; the woman' eyes had drawn Julia to her. It w Comtesse de la Maine, a widow young as herself Rdüü1l said vastly better-looking. Turning t Tremont on the balcony, when he tol her she was beautiful, she said: \Madame de la Maine is my ideal o loveliness.\ The young man wrinkled his brow. \Do you think so, Mademoiselle Why\ \She has character as well as per fact lines. Her eyes look as though they could weep and laugh. He mouth looks as though it could say adorable things.\ Tremont laughed softly and said: \Go on, you amuse me.\ \And her hands look as though they eonld caress and comfort. I like he awfully. I wish she were my friend.\ Tremont itaid nothing, and she glanced at him suddenly. \She says such lovely things abou you, Monsieur.\ \Really! She is too indulgent.\ \Don't be worldly,\ said Miss Red mond gravely, \be human. I like you best so. Don't you agree with me?\ \Madame de la 'Maine is a very charming woman,\ said the youn man, and the girl saw a change corn ever his features. At this moment, as they stood s together, Tremont pulling his mus tache and looking out through th bougainvillea vines, a dark figur made its way 'through the garden t the villa, came and took its position under the balcony where the duke an Miss Redmond leaned. It was a na tive, a man in filthy rags. He turne his face to Tremont and bowed lo to the lady. s\Excellency he said in broke Trench, \my name is Hammet Abou I was the ordonnance of Monsieur Capitaine de Sabron.\ 'What!\ exclaimed Tremont, \wh did you say?\ \Ask him to come up here,\ sal Julia Redmond, \or no—let us g down to the garden.\ \It is damp,\ said Tremont, \let m Sot You a shawl\ \No no, I need nothing.\ She had hurried before him dow the little stairs leading into the gar den from the balcony, and she had b gun to speak to the native before Tre mont appeared. In this recital he ad dressed his words to Julia alone, fluou tone, \ands ver \I am a very poor man, Excellency,'; he said in a melli sick.\ \Have you any money, Monsieur?\ \Pray do not suggest it,\ said thei duke sharply. \Let him tell what hel will; we will pay him later.\ .1 \I have been very sick,\ said the man. \I have left the arniy. I do not like the French army,\ said the native simply.' \You are very frank,\ said Tremont brutally. \Why do you come hers a4 any rate?\ - riusn,\ said Julia Redmond im- ploringly. \Do not anger him, Mon- sieur, he may have news.\ She asked: \Have you news?\ and there was a note in her voice that made Tremont glance at her. \I have seen the excellency and her grandmother,\ said the native, \many times going into the garrison.\ \What news have you of Captain de $abron?\ asked the girl directly. Without replying, the man said in a melancholy voice: \I Was his ordonnance, I saw him fall in the battle of Dirbal. I saw him shot in the side. I was -shot, too. See?\ He started to pull away his rags. Tremont clutched him. \You beast,\ he muttered, and pushed him back. \If you have any- thing to say, say it.\ Looking at Julia Redmond's color.' lessface, the native asked meaningly: \Does the excellency wish any news?\ \Yes said Tremont, shaking him. \And if you do not give it, it will be the worse for you.\ \Monsieur le Capitaine fell, and I fell, too; I saw no more.\ Tremont said: \You see the fellow is half lunatic and probably knows nothing about Sabron. I shall put him out of the garden.\ But Miss Redmond paid no atten- tion to her companion. She controlled her voice and asked the man: \Was the Capitaine de Sabron alone?\ \Except said the native steadily, with a glance of disgust at the duke, \except for his little dog.\ \Ah!\ exclaimed Julia Redmond, with a catch in her voice, \do you hear that? He must have been his servant. What was the dog's name?\ \My name,\ said the native, \is Hammet Abou.\ To her at this moment Hammet Abou was the most important person in North Africa. \What was the little dog's name, Hammet Abou?\ The man raised his eyes and looked at the white woman with admiration. \Pitchoune he said, and saw the effect. Tremont saw the effect upon her, too. *I Save a wife and ten ch 'ren, said the man, \and I live far ,away.\ \Heavens! I haven't ray purse,\ said Julia Redmond. \Will you not give him something, Monsieur?\ \Wait said Tremont, \Wait. What - else do you know? If your informs. and went along the dried river bank 'to look for Monsietir le Capitaine, and I found this in the sands.\ \Do you believe him?\ asked Julia Redmond. \Hum said Tremont. He did not wish to tell her he thought the man capable of robbing the dead body of his master. He asked the native: \Have you no other news\ The man was silent. He clutched the rags at his breast and looked at Julia Redmond. \Please give him some money, Mon- sieur.\ \The dog!\ Tremont shook him again. \Not yet.\ And he said to the man: \If this Is all you have to tell we will give you one hundred francs for this parcel. You can go and don't return here again.\ \But it is not all,\ said the native quietly, looking at Julia. Her heart began to beat like mad and she looked at the man. His keen dark eyes seemed to pierce her. \Monsieur said the American girl boldly, \would you leave me a me. ment with 'him? I think he wants to speak with me alone.\ But the Duc de Tremont exclaimed in surprise: - \To speak with jou alone, -Mademoi- selle! Why should lie? . Such a thing is not possible!\ \Don't go far,\ she begged, \but leave us a moment, I pray.\ ° When Tremont, with great hesita- tion, toog a few steps away from them and she stood face to face with the creature who had been with Bab- ron and seen him fall, she said earn- estly: \Now speak\ withoutreserve. Tell me everything.\ The face of the man was trans- formed. He became human, devoted, ardent. \Excellency he said swiftly in his halting French, \I love Monsieur le Capitaine. He was so kind and such a brave soldier. I want to go to find Monsieur le Capitaine, but I am ill and too weak to walk. I believe I know where he is hid—I want to go.\ The girl breathed: \Oh can it ,be possible that what you say is true, Hammet Abou? Would r ou really go if you could?\ The man made, with a graceful gesture of his hand, a map in the air. \It was like this?\ he said; \I think he drew himself up the bank. I followed the track of his blood. I was too weak to go any farther, Ex- cellency.\ \And how could you go now?\ she asked. \By caravan, like a merchant, se- ly I would find him.\ , - Julia Redmond put out a slim band, white as a gardenia. The native lift- ed it and touched his forehead with it. \Hammet Abou,\ she said, \go away for tonight and come tomorrow —we will see you.\ And without waiting to speak aglkin to Monsienr_, de Tremont, the native slii away out of the garden like a shadow, as though his limbs were not weak with disease and his breast shattered by shot. When Monsieur de Tremont had walked once around the garden, keep- ing his eyes nevertheless on the group, he came back toward Julia Redmond, but not quickly enough, for she ran up the stairs and into the house with Sabron's packet in her hand. \Now Speak WIthetut Reserve,\ tion is worth anything taws, we will pay you, don't -- be -- \Perhaps the eacelieney's grand- mother would like to hear, too,\ said the man naively. Julia Redmond smiled: the youth- ful Marqtrise d'Esclignac! Once more Treematt - seised the man by the arm and shook him a little. \If you don't tell what you have to say and be quick &bout it, my dear fellow, I shall hand you over to the police.\ \What for?\ said the man, \what have I done?\ \Well what have you got to ten, and how much do you want for it?\ \I want on hundred francs for this,\ and he pulled out from his dirty rags a little packet and held it V cautiously. It looked like a pottage of leases and a mane pocketbook. \You take it,\ said the Dec de Tre- mont to Jelia Redmond, \you take it, Maddinoiaelle.\ She did so without hesitation; it was evideidlY Sabron'g Pocketbook, a leather one with his initials upon, it, together with a little package at letters. On the top she saw her letter to him. Her hand trembled so that stile could ocaroely hold the package. It asp/mail it, he .11 that was left to I. She heard Tre 2 =Alt ask: - \Where did yos get this, you miser- able dog?\ \After the battle,\ maid the man coolly, with evident trathfulnass, \I was very sick. We were in camp sev- eral days at —. Then I got better CHAPTER XVIII, Two Lovely Women. There was music at the Villa des Bougainvilleas. Miss Redmond sang; not \Good -night, God Keep You Safe,\ but other things. Ever since her talk with Hammet Abou she had been, if not gay, in good spirits, more like her old self, and the Marquise d'Esclig- nac began to think that the image of Charles de Sabron had not been cut too deeply upon her mind. The mar - guise, from the lounge in the shadow of the room, enjoyed the picture (Sabron would not have added it to his collection) of her niece at the piano and the Due de Tremont by her side. The Comtesse de la Maine sat in a little shadow of her own, musing and enjoying the picture of the Duo de Tremont and Miss Redmond very indifferently. She did not sing; she hatlapjanrlor accomplishments. She was poor, a widow, and had a child. She wairnot a brilliant match. (TO BE .CONTINUED.) Hunting on Lower Colorado. Te the' hunter of game, both large and small, the Colorado will appear gjost notable as being the gateway to Ara is undoubtedly the best eirsily reacted shooting ground in North America, the delta countf'y about the head of the Gulf of California in Mex- ico. Here, besides a wcalth of bird life that is equaled by few regions in the world, are to be found wild pig or javelin, deer. mountain lion, jaguar, wildcat, ooyote, antelope and moun- tain sheep. The delta country, with its. hunting. is generally the objective of the Coloraflo voyageur in any case, and for one whose time is limited the most expeditious 'plan will be to outfit at Yuma and float down the river to the end of the gulf from that point. With plenty of time at one's disposal, it will be worth while to make the Needles the point of embarkation, as the stretch between there and Yuma offers a rare combination of tine scenery with sat going that is equaled by few streams in America.—Otiting. Old Tree Dead. One of the oldest trees in America. at Ravenna Park, Seattle, Wash is dead. It is a fir tree 180 feet tali with a diameter of 20 feet and a cir- cumference of 68 feet. It is supposed to be eighteen hundred or two thow sand years old. MAKING LIVER TASTY PROPERLY COOKED, MEAT IS DE. LICIOUS, AND CHEAP. How to Prepare It Witn Its Tradition- al Accompaniment, Bacon—Ex- cellent When Baked—Two Kinds of Gravy. Liver is savory and it is not heavy— two points most decidedly in its favor at this season. There are many ways of cooking liver and for that reason it might very well make its appearance on our tables more often than it does simply fried and served with bacon. Moreover, there are two good kinds of liver: Calf's liver and lamb's liver. And the lamb's liver, Although much cheaper than the other kind, is de- licious when properly cooked. So, when the price of calf's liver is pro- hibitive or when it is not to be had even for a price, try Iamb's liver for a change. To begin with, the best way to cook liver and bacon is to wipe off the slices of liver with a damp cloth and then to irop them, with two slices of lean bacon to every one of liver, into smoking hot fat in a deep kettle. Let them brown like crullers, remove them for a moment to a plena' of brown paper, then put them on a hot platter (liver and bacon together), sprinkle with salt and pepper and serve. If a gravy is desired, spread a little melted butter sauce, well sea- soned, with the liver. Another way of preparing liver is to brown slices of it in a skillet and, as soon as they are browned on both sides, to remove them to a baking pan, dredging each slice with flour and sprinkling with salt and pepper. Cover the pan and bake for three-quarters of an hour. To prepare liver with cream gravy, slice the liver a third of an inch thick, drop for a second into boiling water and slash the edges of each slice a few times to keep them from curling. Then brown in hot fat in a skillet. Remove the slices of liver to a saucepan and cook till yellow a sliced onion in the fat and then add it to the liver with enough cream to cover. Simmer for ten minutes, cov- ered, and then serve, seasoned with pepper and salt. Another, way to cook liver with bacon is to soak the slices for 20 min- utes, then to dry them and roll them in . fiour and then to ,brown them in the fat 411 which slices,of bacon have been cooked crisp. Then pour off most of the fat, add hot water and flour to the rest and pour over the liver for gravy.ca Baked liver is good. To prepare it have a pound and a half of liver in one piece. Wipe it witlaa damp cloth and trim it neatly and then put in some strips of salt pork with a larding needle across the top. Bake in a hot oven for half an hour, basting often, and serve with a brown gravy made in the baking pan. Still another method is to add a lit- tle lemon juice to the liver gravy. This gives it a piquant flavor that is decidedly tempting. The lemon is added to the fat, after most of it is poured away, and then flour and but- ter rolled together are added, and then enough water to make gravy of the right consistency. Killarney Salt Cod. Soak one pound of salt cod in water to cover four or five hours, peel and slice about one-fourth inch thick eight or nine potatoes (according to size of family). TrY out four or five strips of salt pork, peel and slice a few onions and fry in pork fat, but do not brown. Cook potatoetrand salt cod separately, straining the water off the fish twice. On your onions dredge about two table- spoonfuls of flour, stirring briskly, a little salt and pepper and the water directly off the fish, till of the right consistency; then add one teaspoon- ful of table sauce and let cook one ,,minute. In the meantime place your potatoes and fish on a platter and pour onions and gravy over all. This Is very tasty. _ Fish au VInalgre. Boil shad, mackerel or white fish in salted water. When cooked, put on dish, pour over it two cupfuls of vine- gar while the fish is hot. When it Is cold pour the vinegar Into a bowl, add to it two teaspoonfuls of tomato catchup, two tablespoonfuls Worces- tershire sause, and salt and pepper to taste. Pour all of this upon the fish. When ready to serve, chop fine two hard -cooked eggs, one sthill onion, two tablespoonfuls each of parsley and celery, one boiled beet, and spread this mixture over the fish. Potted Minced Lamb. Grind enough cold roast lamb to fill three cups; cook well six or seven sticks of macaroni; put one cupful cold stewed tomatoes in butteied bak- ing dish, add minced lamb and maca- roni, pepper, salt and three table- spoonfuls of gravy Cover with crumbs and bits of butter and bake. Lamb Soup. Cook two pounds lamb in cold water until tender. Remove meat and re- serve one-half cupful of the broth to halt 11120/1 i,,,v-oatrins. hoohornal gaunt:. Then add an onion, carrots, barley, thickening and seasoning to taste. New Use for Parsley. If when making soups or stews you find the flavor of some one vegetable too strong, you can neutralize it by adding a sprig - er two of parsley. OWN the TOPIED - HINE RST axong Me commercial rivers of civilization, the most important geographical feature of central Europe, a hotly con- tested boundary for more than twl thousand years, one of the rich- e., among the streams of the world in legend and folklore, and incom- parable for the beauties of its course, when one calls to mind the Rhine of Germany he thinks upon one of the most important elements of the cul- ture and the history of his race, whe er he be of its Latin or its Teu- ton branch. e Rhine and the Germans came u the stage of history together, heir fates have been indissolubly ufid together ever since, says the National Geographic society's bulle- tin. His kindred with this mighty ,river, Father Rhine, is one of the more conscious elements of each Ger- man's life, and to this his folklore, his literature, his war songs, his opera and his blood offerings have testified. Pew geographical features have af- to its left bank on the ground that the Rhine formed the boundary line of Roman Gaul. Though the Roman em- pire reached out beyond the broad Rhine, the river formed, nevertheless, its effective barrier against the north barbarians. However, when the realm of Charlemagne was divided and the boundaries of Verdun established, the Rhine became wholly the property of Germany, and France early began her centuries -long policy of winning the stream back again. Complete success crowned this policy under the Napo- leonic empire, and the Rhine became once more the boundary of Gaul. The Germans reassumed sovereignty of their beloved Fattier Rhine after 1871, and in the present war the posses- sion of the historic river is one of the most critical questions. The Rhine, like a mighty tree in form, receives its waters from count, less tributaries, and gives them up to the sea through innumerable off- shoots. Its principal source issues from glacial ice 7,271 feet above the BiNGEN AND - n-ir RorlAri BRIDGE. 'ected the conscious life of a race so leeply as has the German Rhine. Rising in the highest Alps in cen- .ral Europe, the Rhine reaches the North sea after a journey of 850 miles, and the last part of its course is through a loNilland whose surface Is below the tides' crest. The river gathers its water at the base of melt- ing glaciers, plunges over great rock masses toward its lower levels, cuts through the wildest mountain valleys, traverses a wonderful high, broad plain, and then, entering its famous gorge, wanders through exquisite pan- oramas, through a lane everywhere mantled with ruins of historic castles, abbeys, churches, and every foot of its way celebrated by legend or his- tory. After emerging from its gorge, It flows through a plain where power - 'ill steel, textile and chemical Indus - center. Through Germany and Tolland the Rhine forms the principal eater avenue of central and western Inrope, and an enormous commerce 414 handled through its ports. The Rhine is international. It is decided between Switzerland, Ger- many and Holland. That part of the river which lies in Germany, 450 miles in length, has been most dis- puted. The French have laid claim sea within the confines of the most independent canton in Switzerland. On its way the Rhine is fed, directly and indirectly, by 12,000 tributaries, and it drains more than 75,000 square miles. Where the Rhine enters Ger- many, at Basle, it is about 600 feet broad, and, for the smallest river boats, navigation begins here. There is a project to make the Rhine navi- gable from Basle to its source for larger lighters and small steamboats. Lovers of natural beauty mention the German Rhine and the American Hudson in the same breath. The Rhine, however, has many traits in common with the American Missis- sippi. It is Europe's most important river, it drains one of the greatest in- dustrial regions on earth, and it is one of the main factors in German commercial development. Moreover, the great timber rafts upon the Mis- sissippi, as Mark Twian describes them, can be seen in season floating down the Rhine. Some of those rafts are 800 feet in length, and are guided down the river by more than two hun- dred men who live upon them in little huts, a whole village adrift. They closely resemble the rafts which Huck Finn met in his travels down the American river. CASTLL OT GUTENFELS AND ISLAND FORTRE.S5 or THE PrATL • • ..•
