Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 190, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 August 1915 — Page 3

HISLOVE STORY

MARIE VAN VORST

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SYNOPSIS. Le Comte de Sabron, captain of French cavalry, takes to his quarters to raise by hand a motherless Irish terrier pup, and names it Pltchoune. He dines with the Marquise d’Esclignac and meets Miss Julia Redmond, American heiress, who sings for him an English ballad that lingers In his memory. Sabron is ordered to Algiers, but is not allowed to take servants or don. Miss Redmond offers to take care of the dog during his master's absence, but Pltchoune, homesick for his master, runs away from her. The Marquise plans to marry Julia to the Due de Tremont. Unknown to Sabron, Pltchoune follows him to Algiers. Dog and master Seet and Sabron gets permission from e war minister to keep his dog with him. JuUa writes him that Pltchoune has run away from her. He writes Julia of Pitchoune. The Duo de Tremont finds the American heiress capricious. A newspaper report that Sabron Is among the missing after an engagement with the natives causes Julia to confess to her aunt that she loves him. Sabron, wounded In an engagement, falls into the dry bed of a river, and Is watched over by Pltchoune. After a horrible night and day Pltchoune leaves him. JuUa goes in search of Sabron. reported missing. Tremont takes Julia and the Marquise to Algiers In his yacht, not knowing their errand. CHAPTER XVl—Continued. With his godmother he was entirely at ease. Ever since she had paid his trifling debts when he was a young man, he had adored her. Tremont, always discreet and almost In love with hls godmother, kept her In a state of great good humor always, and when she* had suggested to him this little party he had been delighted. In speaking over the telephone the Marquise d’Esclignac had said very firmly: “My dear Robert, you understand that this excursion engages you to nothing.” “Oh, of course, marraine.” “We both need a change, and between ourselves, Julia has a little mission on foot” Tremont would be delighted to help Miss Redmond carry it out Whom else should he ask? "By all means, any one you like," said his godmother diplomatically. “We want to sail the day after tomorrow.” She felt safe, knowing that no worldly people would accept am invitation on twenty-four hours* notice. . “So,” the Due de Tremont reflected, as he hung up the receiver, “Miss Redmond has a scheme, a mission! Young girls do not have schemes and missions in good French society.” “Mademoiselle,” he said to her, as they walked up and down on the deck in the pale sunset, in front of the chair of the Marquise d’Esclignac, “I never saw an ornament more becoming to a woman than the one you wear.” “The ornament. Monsieur?” “On your sleeve It is so beautiful. A string of pearls would not be imore beautiful, although your pearls fare lovely, too. Are all American girls Red Cross members?” “But of course not. Monsieur, Are *ll girls anywhere one thing?” “Yes,” said the Duo de Tremont, ■“they are all charming, but there are gradations." "Do you think that we shall reach Algiers tomorrow, Monsieur?” "I hope not, Mademoiselle.” Miss Redmond turned her fine eyes on him. “You hope not?” “I should like this voyage to last forever, Mademoiselle.” “How ridiculous!" Her look was so frank that he laughed in spite of himself, and instead of following up the politeness, he asked: “Why do you think of Algiers as a field for nursing the sick. Mademoiselle?” “There has been quite a deputation of the Red Cross women lately going from Paris to the East.” , "But," said the young man, “there «re poor in Tarascon, and sick, too. There is a great deal of poverty in Nice, and Paris is the nearest of all." “The American girls are very imaginative,” said Julia Redmond. “We win at have some romance in all we do." “I find the American girls very eharming,” said Tremont. “Do yen know many. Monsieur?” “Only one,” he said serenely. Miss Redmond changed the subject quickly and cleverly, and before he knew it, Tremont - was telling her stories about his own military service, which had been made in Africa. He talked well and entertained them both, and Julia Redmond listened when he told her of the desert, of its charm and its desolation, and of its dangers. An hour passed. The Marquise d’Esclignac took an anteprandial stroll, Mimi mincing at her Meals. "Ce pauvre Sabron!” said Tremont has disappeared off the face of Ithe earth. What a horrible thing it Mademoiselle! I knew him in •Parts; I remember meeting him wprttln the night before he left the 'Midi. He was a fine fellow with a career before him, his friends say.” “What do you think has become or Monsieur de Sabron?” Miss Redmond, so far, had only 4>een able to ask this question of her aunt and of the stars. None of them

had been able to tell her. Tremont shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully. “He may have dragged bimseif away to die in some ambush that they have not discovered, or likely he has been take captive, le pauvre diable!” “France will do all it can. Monsieur . . “They will do all they can, which is to wait An extraordinary measure, if taken just now, would probably result in Sabron being put to death by his captors. He may be found tomorrow —he may never be found.” A slight murmur fronj the young girt beside him made Tremont look at her. He saw that her hands were clasped and that her face was quite white, her eyes staring fixedly before her, out toward Africa. Tremont said: “You are compassion itselfi Mademoiselle; you have a tender heart No wonder you wear the Red Cross. I am a soldier, Mademoiselle. I thank you for all soldiers. I thank you for Sabron . . . but, we must not talk of such things.” He thought her very charming, both romantic and idealistic. She would make a delightful friend. Would she not be too intense for a wife? However, many women of fashion joined the Red Cross. Tremont was a commonplace man, conventional in his heart and in his tastes. “My children,” said the marquise, coming up to them with Mimi in her arms, "you are as serious as though we were on a boat bound for the North Pole and expected to live on tinned things__and salt fish. Aren’t you hungry, Julia? Robert, take Mimi to my maid, will you? Julia,” said her aunt as Tremont went away with the little dog, “you look dramatic, my dear; you’re pale as death in spite of this divine air and this enchanting sea.” She linked her arm through her niece’s. “Take a brisk walk with me for five minutes and whip up your blood. I believe you were on the point of making Tremont some unwise confession.” “I assure you no, ma tante.” "Isn’t Bob a darling, Julia?” “Awfully,” returned her niece ab-sent-mindedly. “He’s the most eligible young man in Paris, Julia, and the most difficult to please.” “Ma tante,” said the girl in a low tone, “be tells me that France at present can do practically nothing

“The Ornament, Monsieur?"

about finding Monsieur de Sabron. Fancy a great army sad a great nation helpless for the rescue of a single soldier, and hls life at stake!” "Julia,” said the marquise, taking the trembling hand in her own, "you will make yourself ill, my darling, and you will be no use to anyone, you know." "You’re right,” returned the girl. “I will be silent and I win only pray.” She turned from her aunt to stand for a few moments quiet, looking out at the sea, at the blue water through which the boat cut and flew. Along the horizon was a mist, rosy and translucent, and out of it white Algiers would shine before many hours. When Tremont, at luncheon a little later, looked at his guests, he saw a new Julia. She had left her coat with the Red Cross in her cabin with her hat. In her pretty blouse, her pearls around her neck, the soft flush on her cheeks, she was apparently only a light-hearted woman of the world. She teased her aunt gently, she laughed very deliciously and lightly flirted with the Due de Tremont, who opened a bottle of champagne. The Marquise d’Esclignac beamed upon her niece. Tremont found her more puzzling than ever. "She suggests the chameleon," he thought, "she has moods. Before, she was a tragic ■rase; at luncheon she is an adorable sybarite.”

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CHAPTER XVII.

_Out of the Desert. • From a dreamy little villa, who a walla were streaming with bougainvillea, Miss Redmond looked over Algiers, over the tumult and hum apis to the sea. . Tremont, by her side, looked at her. From head to foot the girl was in white. On one side the bougainvillea laid its scarlet flowers against the stainless linen of her dress, and on her other arm was the Red Cross. The American girl and the Frenchman had become the best of friends. She considered him a sincere companion and an unconscious confederate. He had not yet decided what he thought of her, or how. His promise to remain on the yacht had been broken and he paid his godmother and Miss Redmond constant visits at their villa, which the marquise rented for the season. There were times when Tremont thought Miss Redmond’s exile a fanatical one, but he always found her fascinating and a lovely woman, and he wondered what it was that kept him from laying his title and his fortune at her feet It had been understood between the godmother and himself that he was to court Miss Redmond a’ I'americalne. “She has been brought up in such a shocking fashion, Robert, that nothing but American love-making will

Sang for the Sick.

appeal to.her. You will have to make love to her, Robert. Can you do it?’ “But, marraine, I might as well make love to a sister of charity.” “There was la Belle Heloise, and no woman is immune.” “I think she is engaged to some American cowboy who will come and claim her, marraine.” Hls godmother was offended. “Rubbish!" she said. “She Is engaged to no one, Bob. She is an idealist, a Rosalind; but that will not prevent her from making an excellent wife.” “She is certainly very beautiful,” said the Due de Tremont, and he told Julia so. "You are very beautiful," said the Due de Tremont to Miss Redmond, as she leaned on the balcony of the villa. The bougainvillea leaned against her breast. “When you stood in the hospital under the window and sang to the poor devils, you looked like an angel.” “Poor things!” said Julia Redmond. “Do you think that they liked it?” “Liked it!” exclaimed the young man enthusiastically, “couldn’t you see by their faces? One poor devil said to me: ’One can die better now, Monsieur.* There was no hope for him, it seems.” Tremont and Marquise d’Esclignac had docilely gone with Julia Redmond every day at a certain hour to the different hospitals, where Julia, after rendering some slight services to the nurses I—for 1 —for she was not needed —sang for the sick, standing in the out6r hallway of the building open on every side. She knew that Sabron was not among these sick. Where he was or what sounds his ears might hear, she could not know; but she nang for him, and the fact put a sweetness in her voice that touched the ears of the suffering and uplifted those who were not too far down to be uplifted, and as for the dying, It helped them, as the soldier said, to die. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Tabloid Aeroplanes.

The British reason, quite logically, that the smaller the aeroplane and the faster it can fly the less danger of its being hit by shots fired from earth. So the British airmen favor an unusually small machine, which they call the "tabloid.'” A very light frame is fitted with an 80-horsepower motor, which will drive the frail machine through the air at the rate of 100 miles an hour. The engine is covered with armor. The aviator seeking to drop a bomb on the enemy approaches his terget at a height of 5,000 feet When straight above it, he turns the nose of hls machine straight down and drops at terrific speed. When within 500 feet of the target he drops hls bombs as quickly as possible and then shoots skyward at a tremendous paca. —American Boy.

Hopeful Mission.

If even one of those 300 commercial travelers who have gone to South America succeeds in making a South American see a United States joke their ton will not have been in vatazx Cleveland Leader.

KILLIFER OUTGUESSED

Red Killifer is in bad with Bill Klem. He was catching a game and thought Klem was off on balls and strikes. “What did you call that?” he demanded, turning as Klem yelled "Ball.” “Ball,” snapped Klem belligerently. “What did you call that?*.’ demanded Killifer a minute later. “Ball,” snapped Klem, more belligerently, squaring off for trouble. “What did you call that?” demanded Killifer when Klem yelled strike. “I called that a strike," snorted Klem. “What are you trying to do; outguess met’ asked Killifer mildly.

GREAT SEASON FOR DEMAREE

Former New York Giant Twirier Expects to Have Good Year With Pat Moran’s Speedy Phillies. Al Demaree, the former Giant pitcher now with the Phillies, looks forward to a great year in the box. Says Demaree: “I have changed my stylo of pitching this year. I have gone back to the style I used in, 1911 and

Al Demaree.

1912. In *1913 I depended a lot on slow curves and lobs and got away with it. Last year I tried the same thing and didn’t, get away with it This year I have gone back to a fast ball and speedy curves, with only an occasional slow ball. Then again, I am heavier this year than ever and maybe that has helped some.”

SALLEE IS AFRAID OF JINX

Cardinals’ Star Twirier Won’t Throw to Rookie While Regular Catcher Dons Toggery. Slim Sallee, the Cardinals’ star twirier, has at least one superstition. He thinks it unlucky to warm up with a substitute catcher while waiting for the regular catcher to don his toggery after the Cardinals have finished their turn at bat Sallee will throw the ball to the first baseman while waiting for the regular

Slim Sallee.

catcher to get Into position, but be won’t throw to a substitute backstop. "Why notf he was asked. “It jinxes me,” was his answer.

Crawford Seldom Absent.

Sam Crawford, the veteran outfielder of the Detroit Tigers, has lost tally five days from his position in the last four seasqns. * >

NATIONALS CAME NEAR POSSESSING WOOD

Where would the Washington team be today with Walter Johnson and Joe Wood, two of the greatest pitchers in <he game, both working on Griffith’s pitching staff T It was fate, or rather fate in the lisgulse of poor business ability, that prevented these two twirling stars from being teammates on the Washington club. In the spring of 1908, the Nationals played an exhibition game in Kansas City and Joe Cantillon watched a young pitcher strike out seven of the nine batsmen that faced him in the last three innings. The name of this young player was Joe Wood. Cantillen made arrangements to secure

REINSTATE SCHULTE AS IDOL

Under Masterful Leadership of Roger Bresnahan Cub Veteran Is Playing Brilliant Game. Frank Schulte, last of the players on that great Cub team which played the White Sox in the world’s series of 1906, is again a big factor in making the Cubs and another world’s series “all for Chicago” possible. For a couple of years after the breaking up of the old Chance machine, Schulte slumped badly in his work and Bresnahan evidently saw little hope for him, for common report had it efforts were made to trade him off, but with the Cubs back in their once familiar position at the top

Frank Schulte.

of the heap the old spirit seems to have taken hold of “Wildfire,” and he is living up to the name that loving Chicago fans bestowed upon him. He never had a bigger year than this season, and that is saying much. Cub fans have reinstated him as one of their principal idols and it is his right they should do so. The renaissance of Schulte is indicative of the new era for the Cubs under that masterful leader, Roger Bresnahan.

St Louis Secured Sisler.

Many teams wanted George Sisler, the former college baseball star of the University of Michigan, but it was thought he was the property of the Pittsburgh club. Manager Branch Rickey of the St. Louis Browns took a chance and won the services of this player, who can field, hit, pitch and run—four good accomplishments.

Talcum Powder Ball.

Pitcher Jim Shaw of the Washington team is said to contemplate experimenting with the talcum ball. What he seems to need most is a ball that will go somewhere near to where he aims it There is nothing the matter with what be throws now, except that it won’t go within a mile of the plate.

Golf Players Hit Hard.

Eddie Collins, Ty Cobb and Tris Speaker are devotees of golf and are •till rated great hitters despite the theory of some that the bonnie game injures the batting eye.

Wood right then and there. The Washington manager was given to understand that when the time came to dispose of Wood the National club would be given first chance. Cantillon allowed the prospective deal to go at that and during the summer Boston purchased Wood without Cantillon ever being consulted or given a chance to bid for Wood. With Wood and Johnson on the pitching staff, the Washington club, with its present fielding and batting strength, would now probably be leading the American league. And how sweet that world’s series would look to Griffith with that dependable pair in harness!

DIAMOND NOTES

President Tener objects to ball players writing for newspapers. • • • The list of minor leagues Quitting this year in midseason is much larger than usual. * * • Ty Cobb’s method is to regard himself as a pinch-hitter every time he steps to the plate. • * • McGraw makes the bold prediction that Herzog’s Cincinnati Reds will finish at the tail end. • * • Veteran George McConnell is just now enjoying the most brilliant success of his baseball career. • • • In St. Louis critics and fans feel sure that the Cardinals have an excellent chance to win the pennant. * • • The passing of Chief Meyers is expected, now that Charlie Dooin has been secured by John McGraw. • • • Marty O’Toole is trying to get back into the majors. His no-hit game for Columbus against Cleveland is a big boost * * • Herbert Holmes is doing most of the catching for his Saginaw outfit And he is playing a lot better ball than ho did last season. • • • -With this year’s experience, Harry Smith, the Giants’ young catcher, will develop into one of the best backstops in the big leagues. • • • Manager Robinson of the Dodgers is having his troubles keeping Phil Douglass straight, but if he succeeds Phil will pitch great ball. • • • Gawy Cravath has proved to the satisfaction of everyone this year that he is a good fielder as well as being a mere slugger of the ball. • • ♦ Manager Frank Isbell of Des Moines is advocating a rule in the Western league permitting seven-inning games when double headers are played. • • * Walter Rehg, who was substitute outfielder for the Boston Red Sox, is showing his worth as a regular for the Providence team of the International league. • • • The New England league has no further fears as to Fitchburg making good in its circuit. With the team winning, the attendance is said to be the best in the league. • • • The players are riding Hank Gowdy, world’s series hero. Hank flashed brilliantly last fall, but be has not been going so well this year, and Whaling is doing all the catching. • • • The columns of Utica sporting pages are filled with praise for the work of Outfielder Otto Wagner, who is said to be doing the beat work of his career and figuring in many a good play for the Utes. Pitcher House of Tacoma opposed Pitcher Lota of Seattle in a recent Northwestern league game. Make any puns you wish on the circumstance. However, nothing in baseball can equal the old battery of Uppand Dooin when it comes to a play on names. -