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The sultan gazed upon the partly nscious woman and commanded; fl‘.“ -~ -- “Let her be veiled! Seek out a good- Iy house. Find the eunuch Tamlich.” Ballabau shuddered at this command and was about to reply when his judg- ment suggested that he was impotent to dispute the royal will except by en- dangering the life or the welfare of his captive. The safest place for her was, after all. with the maidens who were known to be the choice of the sultan and thus beyond insult by any eXcept the impe- rial debauchee. Mahomet II. gave orders for the immediate transformation of the Chris- tian temple of St. Sophia into a mosque. In a few hours desolation reigned in those “courts of the Lord’s house,” which when first completed ages ago drew from the imperial founder the remark, “Oh, Solomon, I have surpassed thee!” From St. Sophia the sultan passed to the palace of the Greek Caesars. “Truly, truly!“ said he. “The spider’s web is the royal curtain; the owl sounds the watch cry on the towers of Afrasiab,” quoting from the Persian poet Firdusi as he gazed about the deserted halls. He issued his mandate which should summon architects and decorators not only from his domin- ions, but from Christian nations, to '- palatial motley of walls and kiosks which were to constitute his new seraglio. The considerateness of Ballaban led him to select the house of I‘hmnza as the place to which Morsinia was tak- en. The noble site and substantial structure of the mansion of the late I chamberlain commended it to the sui- tan for the temporary haremlik, and the familiar rooms alleviated, like the faces of mute friends, the wildness of the grief of their only familiar cap- tive. O O O Constantine after his escape from the. sultan’s tent, where he had been taken for the demented Ballaban, was unable to enter Constantinople before it fell. His heart was torn with agonizing solicitude for the fate of Morsinia. He knew too well the determination of the dauntless girl in the event of her fall- ing into the hands of the Turks. Fill- Ing his dreams at night and rising be- fore him as a terrible apparition by - day was that loved form a suicide empurpled with its own gore. Yet love and duty led him to seek her. or at least to seek the certainty of her fate. He therefore disguised himself as a Moslem and mingled with the throng of soldiers and adventurers who en- tered the city under its new possessors. He wandered for hours about the fa- miliar streets that perchance he might come upon some memorial of her. The secrets of the royal harem he could not explore, even if suspicion led his thought thither. The proximity of the residence of Phranza was guarded by the immediate servants of the sultan, so that he was deprived of even the fond misery of visiting the scenes so associated with his former joy. In passing through one of the narrow- est and fouiest streets. the only ones that had been left undisturbed by the vandalism of the conquerors. he came upon an old woman. hideous in face and decrepit. whom he remembered as a beggar at the gate of Phranza. From her he learned many stories of the last hours of the siege. According to her story. she had gone among the first to St. Sophia. When the Moslems entered they tied her by a silken girdle to the person of the grand Chamberlain and. amid the jeers of the soldiers, marched them together to the hippodrome. She remembered the sul- tan as he rode on his horseâ€"how he struck with his battle hammer one of the silver heads of the bronze serpents and cried, “So I smite the heads of the kingdom!” Just as he did so he turn- edandsaw herinherragstiedtothe courtly robed lord and in an angry voice commanded that the princely man be loosed from contact with the "‘5! 38¢. Phranza was taka awz? .... nobody cared to take ner away. . She was trampled by the crowd, but < lived And nobody thought of turning heroutofherhovel home. Shewasas Outcast-n rot whentheromlanhue Press. _ i. , we.» buyin'msntionThOFree ,1, . .90....OOOO 'e:e:e:o.o.e.o.eeo 0 0000 so so oeeeeoeoo adorn the splendid headland with the i to the fascination amuse. ,. ,. . . . . eeeeeeeeeeeeeoe .0 IO... eeeeeeeeeeee.e.e.eee.eeeee OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 00.... Killed tne nonler inmates or a house. The woman said that she had heard that the daughter of Phranza was sent away somewhere to an island home. But the Albanian princessâ€"yes, she knew her well. for no baud used to drop so beautifully the aims she asked or said so kindly. “Jesu pity you. my good woman!” as did that beautiful lady. The beggar declared that she stood near her by the altar in St. So- "She looked so saintly there! There was a real aureole about her head as she prayed. so she was a saint phia. indeed. Then she raised her daggeri” But the wretched watcher could watch no longer. though she heard her cry so wild that she would never cease to hear it. The heugar ceased her story. All her words had cut through her listener's heart as if they had been daggers. "it is well!” he said. "i will go to Al- bania. Among those who loved her I will worship her memory. and. under Caatriot. i will seek my revenge." M in the harem were not con~ firmed by its actual scenes. Except for the constant surveillance of the Nubian eunuchs and female attend- ants there was no restriction upon her liberty. She passed through the famil- iar corridors and rested upon the divan in what had been her own chamber in better days. Other female captives be- came her companions. but among them were none of those belonging to Con- stantinople. Suburban villages were represented, but most of the odalisks were Circassian beauties whose con- duct did not indicate that they felt any shame in their condition. To Morsinia’s diversion one was in- troduced into the harem who spoke her own Albanian tongue. This newcom- er was of undoubted beauty, so far as that quality could be the product of merely physical elements. It was of the kind that might bind a god on earth, but could never help a soul to heaven. This woman’s vanity did not long keep back the story of her life. She told of her conquest of the village swains who fought for the possession of her charms, of the devotion of an Albanian prince who took her dowerâ€" less in preference to the ladies of great family and fortune and would have bestowed upon her the heirship of his estates, of how she was stolen away from the great castle by a com- pany of Turkish ofiicers, who after- ward fought among themselves for the privilege of presenting her to the moth- er of the sultan, for it was about the time of the Ramedan' feast, when the sultan's mother made an annual gift to her son of the most beautiful wom- an she could secure. The vain captive declared that the jealousy of the oda- lisks at Adrianople had led the kislar aga to send her here to Constantinople. “And who was the Albanian noble- man whose bride you had become?" asked Morsinia. '- “Oh. one who is to be king of Al- bania one day, the voivode Amesa." “Ah,” said Morsinia, “this is news from my country! When was it de- termined that Amesa should be king?” “Oh, every one speaks of it at the castle as if it were well understood. And when he becomes king then he will claim me again from Mahomet, though he must ransom me with half his kingdom. Yes, I am to be a queen, and indeed I may be one already, for perhaps Lord Amesa is now on the throne. And that is the reason I wear the cord of gold in my hair, for one day my royal lover will put the crown here.” The bedizened beauty rose and paced to and fro through the great salon. The pride which gave the majestic toss to her head, however it would have marred that ethereal form which the inner eye of the moralist or the Christian always sees_ and which is CHAPTER XXX. OIlSINlA’S fears and her horror at the anticipated life The magnate» stoodasaepeetator oftheme.» As the'otbor "m" ”A,“ Subscribe now for use Fara... ~‘ ' _ tred. pique and scorn. of the scene. caged in it." play of the utmost grace of motion. their hair and toying with soleut caprlce. spared this familiarity. interpreter. her new home. of intimacy. Tamlich remarked to him: longest upon them i" unlike as a ruby and a pearl.” form she ever saw and that it is a maiden as a matron. But the cherry is ripe for the plucking now.” “I like the ruby better than the pearl.” said the sultan. “I cannot quite fathom the deep eye of the latter. She thinks too much. I would not have worsen think. Then are to make us stop thinking. The problems of state are sumciently perplexing. I want no human problem in my arms.” ' “But one who thinks may have some skill in affording amusement. Have I not heard thee say, sire, 'Blessed is the one who can invent a new recreation? That requires thinking.” “Right, Tamlich! Can she sing?” “Aye, your majesty. to the Greek cythera. and such songs that, though they know not a word of themâ€"for the songs are in her own Arnaout tongueâ€"the odalisks all fall to weep- ing.” “I like not such singing," said Ma- homet. “To make people think with her thoughtful eyes is bad enough in a woman. But who is the woman? I think I saw her face in St. Sophia the day of our entry." “She belonged to the household of Phranza. the chamberlain, who pos- sessed this very house.” replied the eu- nuch. “And I think, from its goodly size and decoration. he must have used the treasury of the empire freely.” “To Phranza! Why, I have a daugh- ter of his in the nursery at Adrianople. His wife I have given to the master of the horse. His son I have this day sent to hell for his insolence. But she is an Arnaout, therefore not of kin to thnâ€" za. Search out her story. Tamlich, for a member of the family of Phranza and not of his blood may be of some political consequence. I will keep her. But get her story, Tamlich, get her story!" “I have it already, sire," replied the eunuch. “She is a ward of Scanderbeg. the Arnaout traitor. sent to Constanti- nople to escape the danger of capture by thine all conquering arms. But the bird fled from the fowler into the snare.” “Perhaps a child of Scanderbegâ€"eh, Tamlich? One at least whose life is of great value to him and was to the Greek empire. I will inform Scander- beg tha she is in my possession. By the drea of what may happen to her I shall the easier force that ravening brute to make terms. for I am tired of battering my sword against his rocks, trying to prick his skin. Keep her close, Tamiich; keep her close!” house of Phranza. It over- looked the wall surrounding the garden, which on that side was a narrow inclosure. This had been her favorite resort in brighter days. From it she could see. what passed in the broad highway beyondyhile the close. latticed woodwork prevented her being seen by‘those without. While musing there she was strangely attracted by. an officer who frequently passed. His shape and stature reminded her strong- ly of Constantine. As he turned his face toward the mansion the features seemed identical with those of berfési of. surprise this apparition‘gavejler.’ CHAPTER XXXI. ORSINIA was sitting by the latticed window in the Emu-lilies herfeyes u m. m, At this moment the purple hangings which separated the salon from the opencourtwereheldasidebythesil- ‘ver staff of the eunuch in charge, and the young sultan stood as a spectator “Ah. Tamlich," cried be. addressing the black eunuch, “you were right in saying that the great haremlik at Adri- anople, with its thousand menses. could not rival this temporary one for the fairness of the birds you have The women made a salutation with the right hand Just sweeping the door and then pressed consecutively to the heart, the lips and the forehead. a movement denoting reverence and at the same time giving held for the die- The padishah passed among these his slaves with the license which beteken- ed his absolute ownership. stroking their per- sons according to his amiable or in- llorsinia. however. was The sultan himself colored slightly as he addressed her a few words in Greek. of which language. in common with several oth- are. he knew enough to act as his own Ills questions were re- spectful. all limited to her comfort in With Elissa. the queen. ly Albanian. he was at once on terms As the sultan withdrew the eunuch “My surmise of your excellency's Judgment was verified. Said I not that the two Arnaouts were the fairest? And did i not behold your majesty gaze “I commend your taste. Tamlich." re~ plied Mahomet. “But those two are as “But as fair as either. are they not? The chief bath attendant declares that the blue eyed one has the most perfect form which will improve with years. Morsinia will be more ‘at for paradise, while Elissa may lose the grace of the .0 CHAPTER I. on his way towards Victoria-st. unusual spectacle. important. street. ure. the processionists moved slowly ing gang. ment for their miseries. London, like Richard Roysbn, would stand on the pavement and watch them. Like him, it would drop a few coins into the collecting boxes rattled under its nose, and grin at the absurd died notably among his leaner breth- ren, for hunger and substance are not often found so strangely allied. But, having salved its conscience by giv- ing, and gratified its sarcastic humor by laughing, London took thought, perhaps, when it read the strange de- vice carried by this Vauxhali contin- gent. “Curse your charityâ€"we want work,” said the white letters, staring threateningly out. of a wide strip of red cotton. It was Socialism in a tab- loid. Many a looker-on, whose lot was nigh as desperate as that of the de- monstrators, felt that it struck him be- tween the eyes. It had some such effect on Royson. Rather abruptly he turned away, and reached the less crowded Buckingham Palace road. His face was darkened by a frown, though his blue eyes had a glint of humor in them. The le- gend on the banner had annoyed him. Its blatant message had penetrated the armor of youth, high spirits, and abounding good health. It expressed his own case with a crude vigor. The “unemployed” genius who railed at society in that virile line must have felt as he, Dick Royson, had begun to feel during the past fortnight, and the knowledge that this was so was ex- ceedingly distasteful. It was mon- strous that he should rate himself on a. par with those slouching wastrels. The mere notion of it brought its own confutation. Twenty-four years of age, well educated, a gentleman by birth and breeding, an athlete who stood six feet two inches high in his stockings, the gulf was wide, indeed, between him and the charity-cursers who had taken his money. Yet.â€"the words stuck. . . . Evidently, he was fated to be a sight-seer that morning the strains of martial music banished the spec- tre called into being by the red cot- ton banner. A policeman, more cheer- ful and more spry than his comrades who marshalled the procession shuffl- ing towards Westminster, strode to the centre of the busy crossing, and cast an alert eye on the converging lines or traffic. Another section of the ever- lready London crowd lined up on the curb. Nursemaids bound for the park, wheeled their perambulators into stra- getic positions, thus commanding a clear view and blocking the edge of the pavement. Drivers of omnibuses, without waiting for the lifted hand of authority, halted in Lower Grosvenor Gardens and Victoria-st, Cabs going to the station, presumably carrying fares to whom it meant lost. trains, spurted to cross a road which would soon be barred. And small boys ga- thered from all quarters in amazing profusion. In a word, the Coldstream Guards were coming from Chelsea Barracks to do duty at St. James, com. ing. too in the approved manner of the Guards, with lively drumming and the clash of cymbals, while buss and reqis sang. some jaunt! melody 01 the, The pusing of a regimental has whisked many's youngster 0“ 0‘ staid Britain into the far lands. ll must‘ indeed be careworn broad-show Wherein Fortune Turns Her Wheel. At ten o’clock on a morning in Oc- toberâ€"a dazzling, sunlit morning af- ter hours of wind-lashed rainâ€"a young man ‘hurried out of Victoria Station and dodged the traffic and mud-pools Sud- denly he was brought to a stand by an A procession of the "unemployed" was sauntcrlng out of Vauxhall Bridge road into the more Being men of leis- The more alert pedestrian who bad Just emerged from the station did not grumble at the delayâ€"ho oven turned it to advantage by rolling and lighting a cigarette. The rugged regiment tiled past. a soiled. frayed. hopeless-look- Threo hundred men had gathered on the south side of the river and were marching to join other con- tingents on the Thames Embankment. whence some thousands of them would be shepherded by policemen up North- umberland avenue, across Trafalgar Square, and so, by way of Lower Re. gent-st. and Piccadilly, to Hyde Park. where they would hoarsely cheer every demagogue who blamed the Govern- figure cut by a very fat man who wad- 3v LOUIS raAcev. . Author of Wings of The Morning, The King of Diamonds. The Great Mogul, Karl Grier. This Story is Controlled Exclusively by The Free Prue. apart, with his back against a shop to right or left as he chose. Th“ '38 a slight thing in itself, an unconscious trick of aloofnessâ€"perhaps an inherit- ed trait of occupying his own terri- tory, so to speak. But. it is these slight things that reveal character. They oft-times influence human liVes, too; and no man ever extricated lum- sell more promptly from the humdrum of moneyless gaistenoe in London than did Richard Royson that day by plac- ing the width of the sidewalk between himself and the unbroken row of spec- tators. Of course. he knew nothing of that at the moment. His objective was an appointment at eleven o‘clock in the neighborhood of Chill-ing Cross, and. now that he was given the «sense he meant to march along the Mail be- hind the Guards. Meanwhile. he watched their advance. Above the tall boarskins and glitter- ing bayonets he caught the flourish of energetic drumsticks. The big drum gave forth its clamor with window- shaking insistence; it seemed to be the summons of power that all else should stand aside. On they came, these spruce Guards, each man a marching machine, trained to strut and pose ex- actly as his fellows. There was a sense of omnipotence in their rhyth- mic movement. And they all had the grand mannerâ€"from the elegant cap- tain in command down to the smallest drummer-boy. Although the sun was shining brightly now, the earlier rain and hint of winter in the air had clothed all ranks in dark grey great- coats and brown leggings. Hence, to the untrained glance, they were singu- larly alike. Oficers, sergeants, pri- vates and bandsmen might have been cast in the same molds, after the style of toy soldiers. There were exceptions, of course, just as the fat man achiev- ed distinction among the unemploy- ed. The crimson sashes of the officers. the drum-major, with his twirling staff, the white apron of the big drum- mer, drew the eye. A slim subaltern, carrying the regimental colors, held pride of place in the picture. The rich hues of the silk lent a barbaric splen- dor to his sober trappings. And he took himself seriously. A good-look- ing led, with smooth contours not yet hardened to the military type, his face had in it a set gravity which pro- claimed that he would bear that. flag whithersoever his country’s needs de- manded. And it. was good to see him so intent on the mere charge of it in transit between Chelsea Barracks and the Guard-room at St. James's Pal- ace. That. argued earnestness, an ex- cellent thing, even in the Household Brigade. Royson was amusing himself with the contrast between the two types of! banner-bearers he had gazed at in the short space of five minutesâ€"me was especially tickled by the fact that the Guards, also, were under police pro-l tectionâ€"when he became aware that the features of the color-lieutenant were familiar to him. A man in uni- form, with forehead and chin partly hidden by warlike gear, cannot be re. cognized easily, if there' be any initial i doubt as to his identity. To deter- mine' the matter, Royson, instead of following in the rear as he had in- tended, stepped out. briskly and placed himself somewhat ahead of the officer. He was near the drums before he could make sure that he was actually within a few yards of a for~ mer classmate. The knowledge brought a rush of blood to his face. ‘ aough glad enough to see unexpect- edly_ one who had been a school friend, it was not in human nature that the marked diiferenee between their present social positions should not be bitter to him. Here was “Jack” marching down the middle of, the road in the panoply of the Guards, while "Dick,’ his superior during six long years at Rugby, was hurrying along the pavement, per- haps nearing the brink of that gulf already reached by the Vauxhall pro- eessionists. 80 Dick Royson’s placid temper was again rufied. and he might have said nasty things about Fate had not that erratic dame a thought fit to alter his fortunes. As street narrowed between lofty b dings, so didtheblsringtbunderofmuaicin. crease. The mob closed in on the sol. diers’ heels; the whole roadway was packed, withmovmg' men. A’sombar _ I lot It Ity by m'duertedyou. Mint-bells; window. Thus, he was free to move i i the oficial humor. listening to the somewhat lively eon- versation taking place behind him. the answer. musical, wellberd and decidedly chill- ing The two eoncl jumpoutwhenlww . dcmandedthemam. you? magnet my feet-.lndtllushlndered' me e , 11..th J‘Ill‘.v N muasosv. JANUARY 21.1, a. l0 ghin . , an emergency. Her calm '3 in to irritate him, though 11:8th anxious to put himself ri . Unfortunately, - ’ and nearly fell. But why sit th We must. take a hansom or em you would prefer to go by ”85:31:!“ “Oh, a. cab, by all means.” . The horses were now stand' quietly that Royson hand 1113.50 to the coachman, who wa:de:::n-reln5 the traces. Then he was able 10mm: and look at the lady. He saw him . she was young and pretty, will? cause his old-tlme' companion. the heavy in” She “'0” “a” CO“cell 6 Hon. John Paton Seymour. we sin the her face, and the m" ”‘8‘ his old direct line of sllht. and his unusual garments were frayed. while 1'“. stature enabled him to see that both hm“ and “mm“ W“ Plaster: horses reared simultaneously. The! With mud °fl the “Mk. did not incl took the eoschman by surprise. and w dimpaw “ glm’l“ "“"mmsmrnl their downward plunge dragged him that gripped him. for lw- “as a a}, headland from the box. Instantly man "he” WOW" “""" ”'"H‘Prnuy mm w“ . ”uh .mon‘ the mob. She, too, {altered fl llllll'. "lld lll It mam ‘w" ‘Nm the cut“, 0‘ "IMO“ WC. made, plillll lly holy Word: frenzied hoofs as “10th a live shell "I do “0‘ know 1'0“" 1" ”tunic vo h“ burst. in “I. Imut’. TWO .“00 Che Illd. Illd lli' lll'f‘flllli‘ “““rt‘.lll' onto syllables from the officer in Ill. Md Wondi'm” ”MW rm [in command stopped the mu.“ .nd thinkâ€"you saw-d my llll'. llul‘l-l-(i 1 brought the Guards to a halt. twist. A lady. the sole occupa peded her movements, she was given no time. 'hind wheel was Royson, ment. was not all. hold of their heads. The coachman, who had fallen clear, now ran up. fur coat. Royson was about to turn and find out what had become of the lady, when some one said quietly: "Well saved, King Dick i” It. was the Hon. John Seymour who spoke. Rigid as a statue, and almost as helpless, he was standing in the middle of the road, with his left hand holding the flag and a drawn sword in his right. Yet a school nickname bridged five years so rapidly that. [the man who had just. been reviling Fate smiled at. the picturesque oflioer of the Guards in the old, tolerant way, the way in which the hero of the eleven or fifteen permits his worship- pers to applaud. But this mutual recognition went no further. The Guards must on to St. James's. Some incomprehensible growls set them in motion again, the drum banged with new zest, and the street gradually emptied, leaving only a few curious gapers to surround the damaged Victoria and the trembling horses. The fresh outburst of music brought renewed prancing, but the pair were now in hand, for Royson held the reins, and the mud-bedaubed coachman was ready to twist their heads 06 in his wrath. "Don’t. know what. took 'em,” he was gasping to the policeman. “Never knew ’em be’ave like this store. Quiet as sheep. they are, as a rule. “Too fat,” explained the unemotion- al constable. Give ’em more work an' less corn. Wot’s your name an' address? There’s this 'ere lamp-post to pay for. Cavalry charges in Back ingham Palace Road cost a bit." An appreciative audience grinned at. But Royson was "Are you injured in any way?" cried the gentleman in the fur coat, obviously addressing the lady in the yietoris. The too accurate cadence in his words bespoke the foreigner, the'man who has what is called “a perfect common ” of English. “Not in the least, thank you,” was The voice was clear. Wwordsreally meant “no thanks to you." The lady was. however, quite filmed and. as a consequence, m ' "But why in the world did.” not “Becsueyouthrewmmofuie “Did It then!” I “Nan-uni. “No. no. on . in 4. _ .. a Us in: The horses dulled madly forward. barely missing the colors and its escort. A ready-wilted sergeant grabbed at the loose reins flapping in the air, but they eluded him with a snake-like The next wild leap brought the carriage pole against a lamp post. and both were broken. Then one of the animals stumbled. half turned. hacked. and locked the front wheels. at, was dis- carding some heavy wraps which im- evidently meaning to spring into the road, but The near already of! the ground. In another second the car- riage must be overturned, had not brought by chance to the right place, seized the off who! and the back of the hood, and bodily lifted the rear part. of the Victoria into mo- mentary safety. It was a fine display of physical strength and quick judg- He literaly threw the vehicle a distance of several feet ,but that He saw his opportunity, caught the reins, and took such a pull at the terrified horses that a police- man and a soldier were able to get With him came a gentleman in a have changed since last i lwwl name. ed wonders.” when wonders are worklnc, er“. I" norauce of humanity oi: ACh’ Got" Dom think vent! the operation being >t"i‘- ‘ mi . wt ‘8 it may, d)‘('\l‘ll that it was nearly eleven u vi " i~ ' fare he had cleaned llls :U‘ . ' Mciwtly to render lillils -.l l ' <or am sure you (llll. Will you cull“ In Iddf'i'lll that i will ylw h,” J” FCDIhCWO Wlll llt‘ llllill llli\‘lilu‘h ' l. tarâ€"acknowledge your hi‘l‘.'l(‘qiq" H‘ "Oh, pray lt‘llVl' that n. ”H... M Follllllwu," llrUkl’ lil llll‘ lllllllll. bl l“ fluent English luui n sliplll :..,,' “'2." is my card.‘ he wml on illplllll‘ l. ('1‘. ing at Royson Wllll i'llliil 'ibnlil'lllli"' "Come and live luv this I‘M-m”, " seven o'clock, and i mil L all worth your while." A glance at RUyliUli‘.~ 'lllllli'p, hid him enough ,as lie thought, in app”; the value of the assistant-e pm.” A,“ be had no idea that his llili‘ ($1,331, l'on had really been lll Slli'li brth‘lilill- ger. He believed that ii.«- ~‘hl'7r3mg Of the pole against. llil' lamp stand- ard had stopped llli‘ llUllllig hi“... and that the tall young man lmu‘ eur: veyl'ng him with a measuring eyeball merely suCCeeded in ('lilCliiilg m. reins. Royson lifted his hat to the lady. who had alighted, and “ii! calmly gathering her skirts out of the mull. “I am glad to hare bee-n allle u, help you, madam,” he said. He would have gone without alluillc-r word had not Von Kerber tum'lled him on the arm. “You have taken my card," null ille man imperiously. - Some mischievous impulse, lmrilol lthe turbulent emotions quelled ly llil‘ flurry of the cariage accident, ('ull- quered Royson’a better instincas. Al- though the Baron was tall, he lew- cred above him. And he hardly fril- lized the harshness, the \‘t‘Xt‘il cin- tempt, of his muttered reply: “I don’t like your charity. 1 work.” At 'once he. was conscious of 1.2: mistake. He had sunk voluntarily to the level of the \‘auxliail pared-«vs. He had even stolen their lllliilder. A twinge of self-denunciation dmr the anger from his frowning eyes. And the Baron again though? nun llt“ read his man correctly. “Even so," he said, in a low tour. “take my card. I can iimi you \wrk. of the right sort, for Olie \Vllo lie: brains and pluck, yes The continental trick of elidilig vlill an implied question lent a rdllllt meaning to his utterance, helped it with covert glance and twill smile. Thus might Caesar liolgm ml: some minion if he could us- .1 dug' ‘ger. But Royson was low lllillll.l:ii.il by his blunder to pay heed in lltltlt'll meanings. He gra>ped mu m'tl m “is muddled fingers, and llmlu'l lU' wards Miss Fensliawc, ullu mm W“ ting one of the horses. Her :H‘ ‘W cratic aloofness was doubly «mills. She .too. had heard what he mil. :m-i was ready to classify mm mm liu‘ common herd. And, illklt'l‘ll. “a mi deserved it. He was uilolli' 3‘ by his own churiisll OUlllLllrI, yet did he realize that Fate :.,. 1 tall“ his affairs in hand, and 11ml HIV“ Step he t00k, CfiCll SYlltillli' ILL lllli‘l' ed in that memorable llulii'. M I‘ W” and parcel of the new mun-r ..»..l;1~ in his life. Quite crestfallen, he hum-w U."- He found himself inside llll‘ 1411" "I the park before he took lw‘u‘ -'i 1"" direction. Then he wont 'U 1"' of the lake, wetted his lliili’lk‘l “ and rubed 06 the worst ..; W" i stains. While engagmi in :i l- he calmed down sufficiently : . not with any degree of ullr-lz. 1- " true, but with grain of mmi '11 “" recollection of Seyluour's «Alli-v25 “King Dick!” he groulmi. "'l‘u‘ll': : ..'l k. .‘ii‘llw n “lilll (lil‘l l.r By Bad. the years lili'l u’ rl’i‘illiilfi. leI' And, indeed, so can fiVt' lilll lift" HI' Roysoll br- 1 (’(,llll‘E v‘. Cble. Al he set out OilCc lllui't .J “‘3 rendezvous. he heard lll" Mr}- T' ' .. Farina the old Guard bars: 1-» am“ ‘V 9“- The saldiers came duwn till: . ’ Mt he followed the side oi the lung. .. M the Horse-guards Parade, in” ~ “ MM the (lace for willcn N: “m. u M ten minutes past vu‘ ~'~"1- ‘st WWW for secretarywm. 8 Wm know'u- ‘2'” (To be continued-) - r e recount 1n *1; Monday be - W Bardlng, res , fiat one for Mr we Wilson, T. 9,, one ballot mar - ke for W'ilson s J‘ ballot mar ' for Hawkins sllc that there ac count for Hawk Hf Hopkins ()llji' ”I If. No. 3 pulllll . having the initia deer ,two being fur for Wilson. ll um. W only 109 ponplu ‘0 the polling llUUls, ballots lll llli‘ llux W that lit) vim. lowed Whl’ll llll'i‘l' \\ «I. and cullhl'qlli‘lll ballots must be llilu prly lit the box. His Honor fi‘lllm‘ll contention, liOlLlllll.’ l him on the l‘m‘mml only count the lmllu «mall. to upset llu fly other lrri‘KUlllil the recOunt ('Ulllll aside the election We understand ii.“ Ir. Wilson will tall..- as he does not “Mill ship to the cost oi :l till contest Illt‘ mat next election His Honor, owing “eh. refused to allow Messrs. McLaughll dor Peter HHWlilll." “688”. ankllls H. Wilson The following is t given by His Honor “Upon the flu-nun! l eleCthn Of the wa’ol of Ops. in Us Conn flâ€"lâ€"CMWOI‘S E SOCALIST LECTU RI oness IN THE 1 sacs, The Council (‘llal well filled last Mend Charles Lester. of flu land, leCture on Sons Of ladies were alumni and this fact may no that present day prull‘ ing a matter of rlUily thqpeople in gc'lii'rlil An Analy Mr. Lester did lint nations of the pri prophecies of tin- system that is lilltl Novement. He lUUt'll these things lll all 1110 his address “'35 iarg asted' on calling Present COIldlllwilr. Minted by the tumor} Mon and progrr» :1 experience in all Lani by all the history til L The World Cl "Socialists.” ln >8 lieve that as ll \\.‘:~ l itshail be now and to world is constantly t-li M his (‘CU'lUlile‘ I changed from ;,,_v.- id at YCt had a lilllg hen one long, ('Ullil} continued the meld Q rising in llli‘ scale fill co-operatin- . fies-n ‘â€" A\ ('ll . The Evolution {The speaker tracmi .n from commun ha savagely to burl ,hsrn to feudalism, ‘ h ‘0 capitalism. ,m’ “all the ful't'v.‘ W8 and puintlm %l.higher plain»_" ' filmy, the 5d cannibals. \\ homely art of :11 however, man more than lll‘ .‘ 3 races then fol M 3"" allow their ca] 3F than to eat til . 1y done. Tl ‘ cause that ‘ .~ . Economic iifiillltn‘tant faced Mamie chem factors. 2 " hos to liv l... allot w . i