Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 31, Number 289, 14 November 1906 — Page 7

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The Hleal's Highway

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SYNOPSIS OF STORY. cnaDier I Harry WlngBeM, carator of the story, is tutor to Mary 'avendish. a belle of the colony of hrginia in 168. and, accompanies her n a ride to church. He discovers ier implication in a conspiracy kgainst the king. She has imported rras and ammunition to aid in the lot. U and III Wingfield's past life in Ingland. Although heir to large esates and. well educated, be is now deiorted convict in Virginia. Wingield is devoted to his pupil. IV and V Sir Humphrey Hyde, in ove with Mary, is with her in the lot, which is laid for the purpose of utting down the young tobacco lants and thus depriving the king f his revenue under the unjust uaviation act. VI an4v-VII-iIayday frolics at brake Hill, home of Wingfleld and Mary. Catherine Cavendish beseech3 the tutor to save her sister from articipatioa ia the conspiracy. I'ame any man save naipn ittb.b With her then?" I aked. V The saiuts forbid,"' be replied". "A secret i a secret only when in the Keeping of one; with, two it flndetb egs, but with three It unfoldeth the swiftest wings of flight In all creation nnd is everywhere with no alighting. Had three come to me with that mad prder to bring , powder and shot in the fctead of silk stockings and garters and rambric shifts and kerchiefs I would, ave clapped full sail on the Golden lorn, though he hesitated, then ipoke In a whisper "my mind is gainst tyranny to speak you true. though I care not a farthing whether men pray on their knees or their feet, or in (owns or the fashion of Eden. And I care not if they pray at all, nor would I for the sake of that ever have forsaken, had I stood In my grandfather's shoes, the fleshpots of old England for that howling wilderness Jof I'lymouth. But for the sake of dong as I willed, and not as any other uan, would I have sailed or swam the eas bad they been blood iustead of ater. And so am I now with a due regard to the wind and the trim of my sails and the ears of talebearers, m a . a. i a. i. i ior a mun nam out. one ueuti to ioso t wttb you of Virginia. Uut. the Lord. ; to mae a little maid like that run the risk of imprisonment or worse knew you aught of this, sir?' I shook my bead. . . Captain Tnbor laughed. "And yet she rode straight to the wharf with you yesterday." said be. "Lord, what hidden springs move a woman! I'll warrant, sir. had you known, you might have battened down the hatches fast enough on her will, convict thougU yuu of, uuu, tuna, ou, uut. jrou too to me like one who is convict or mas ter at his own choosing and not by the will of any other." So saying, he gave me a look so. sharp that for a second I half surmised, that he guessed my secret, but knew better at once, and said that our business was to deal cot with what had been, but with what might be. "Well," said he. "and what may that be, Master Wingtield, in your opinion? You surely do not mean to bold the Golden Horn in midstream with her cargo undischarged until the day of doom lest yon old beldame offer up lier fair granddaughter on the altar s bt her loyalty, with me and my hearties for kindling, to say naught of yourself ! and a few of the best gentlemen of ' Virginia. I forfeit my head if I set ' Kail for England; naught is left for me that I see that shall save my neck but to turn pirate and king it over the high seas. Having swallowed a small morsel of my Puritan misgivings, what is to hinder my bolting the whole, like an exceeding bitter pill, to my complete purging of danger? What say you. Master Wingfleld? Small reputation have j-ou to lose, and sure thy reckoning with, powers that be leaves thee large creditor: Will you sail with me? My first lieutenant shall you be, and we will share the booty." - He laughed, and I stared at him that he should stoop to jest, yet having a ready leap of comradeship toward him for It. Then suddenly his mood changed. Close to me he edged and began talking with a serious shrewdness which fchowed his lnir.d brought fully to bear upon the situation. "You say, sir," said he, "that Mistress Mary Cavendish, in a spirit of youthful daring and levity, gave her grandmother a list of the goixls which my Lady Culpeper ordered from England, and which even now is due?' I nodded. "Know you by what ship?" "The Earl of Fairfax," I replied, and recalled as X spoke a rumor that my Lord Culpeper designed his daughter Cate for tho eldest son of the earl and had so named his ship in honor of him. "You say that the Earl of Fairfax is even now due?" said Captain Tabor. I replied that she was hourly expected by what I had learned. Then Captain Tabor, sitting loosely hunched with that utter abandon of all the muscles which one aeeg in some when they are undergoing a fierce strain of thought, remained silent for a space, his brows knitted. Theu suddenly my shoulder tingled with the clap which he gave it and the cabin rang and rang again with a laugh so loud and gay that It seemed a. very note of the May day. "You are merry," I said. But I laughed "myself, though somewhat doubtfully, when he unfolded his scheme to me, which was indeed both bold and humorous. He knew well the captain of the Earl of Fairfax, who had been shipmate with him. "Many a lark ashore have we had together," said Calvin Tabor, "and, faith, but I know things about him now which compel him to my turn the devil' mesa have we botti beea in

suasion if I Know nonest isics tt axson.' The scheme of which Captain Tabor delivered himself with bursts of laughter enough to wake the ship was, to speak briefly, that he should go with a boat, rowing against the current by keeping close to bank and taking ad

vantage of eddies and meet the Earl of Fairfax before she reached Jamestown, board her and persuade her captain to send the cases of rny I.ady Culpeper's goods under cover of night to the Golden Horn, whence he would unload them next morning, and Mistress Mary could show them to her grandmother, and then they were to be reshipped with all possible speed and secrecy, the Earl of Fairfax meanwhile lying at anchor at the mouth'1 of the river, and then delivered to my Lady Culpeper. There was but one doubt as to the success of this curious scheme in my mind, and that was that Mistress Mary might not easily lend herself to such deception. However, Captain Tabor, with a skill of devising concerning which I have often wondered whether it may be more common la the descendants of those who settled la New Eng land, who were in such sore straits to get their own wills, than with us of Virginia, provided a way through that difficulty. Tis full easy," said he. "You say that the maid's sister will say naught against it and you?" "I will say naught against her safety." said I. "What think you I care for any little quibbles of the truth when that be in question?" "WelL" said Captain Tabor, "then must you and Mistress Catherine Cav Catherine anxiously waiting n th bavnk of the stream emlish show the goods to the maid and say naught as to the means by which you came by them; tell her they are landed from the Golden. Horn, as indeed they will be; let her think aught she chooses, that they are indeed her own, purchased for her by her sister or her lovers, if she choose to think so, and bid her display then) with no ado to Madam Cavendish if she value the safety of the others who are concerned In this. Betwixt the mystery and the fright and the sight of the trinkets, if the be aught on the pattern of any tther maid, show them she will and hold her tongue till she be out of her grandmother's presence." "It can be but tried," said I. Then the captain sprang out on deck and ordered a boat lowered and presently had set me ashore and was himself, with a half dozen sailors, fighting way down stream. I found my horse on the bank where I had left him, and by him. waiting anxiously, Catherine Cavendish. She listened with deepening eyes while I told her Captaiu Tabor's scheme, and when I had done looked at me with ber beautiful mouth set and her face as white as a white flower on a bush oide her. "Mary shall show the goods," said she. "Such a story will I te "er a8 make cer innocent or aught save bewilderment, and as for you and me, we are both of us ready to a lie for the sake of her." CHAPTER IX. KNOW not how Captain Calvin Tabor managed his part to transship those goods without discovery, but he had a shrewd, head, and no doubt the captain of. the Earl of Fairfax another, and by 8 o'clock that May day the Golden Horn lay at her wharf discharging her cargo right lustily with such, openness of seal and shouts of encouragement and groans of labor 'twas enough to acquaint all the colony. And straightway to the great house they brought my Lady Culpeper's fallals and clamped them in the ball where we were all at supper. Mistress Mary sprang to her feet and ran to them and bent over them. "What are these?" she said, all in a quiver. "The goods which you ordered, madam," spoke up one of the sailors, with a grin which he had copied from Captain Tabor, and pulled a forelock and ducked his head. "The goods," said she, speaking faintly, for hers was rather the headlong course of enthusiasm than the secret windings of diplomacy. "Art " thou gone daft, sweetheart? The goods of which you gave the list this morning, which have but now come in on the Golden Horn, spake up Catherine sharply. Madam Cavendish was at table that night, though moving with grimaces from the stiffness of her rheumatic joints, and she ordered that the sailors be given cider, the which tbey drank with some haste and were gone. Then Madam Cavendish asked Mistress Mary, with her wonderful keenness of gaze, which I never saw excelled, "Are those the goods which you ordered by the Golden Horn?" But I answered for her, knowing that Madam Cavendish would pardon such, presumption from me. "Madam, those are the goods. I have it from Captain Calviu Tabor himself." Mistress Mary gave a little gasp and looked at me and looked at her sister Catherine, and welLJ knew it was on the tip of her tongue to out with the whole to her grandmother. - And so she would doubtless have done had nqt her woadjermeat and tSCBictai tbat

maybe in some wise catnerme uau. mancled, fi? other. -Have t noc a conspired to buy for her ia England wife and sven little ones in old Engthe goods of which she had cheated land? What think you a dimple or a

herself and the terror of doing barm to her sister and me. But never saw I a maid go so whie and red ami make the strife within her so evident. We were well nigh through supper when the goods arrived, and Madam j Cavendish ordered some of the slaves to ojx?n the canes, which they did forthwith, and all my Lady Culpeper's finery was displayed. ! Xerer saw I such a rich assortment, and, calling to mind ; my Lady Oil- ; neper's thin and sour visapre. I won- j dered within myself whether such fine feathers might ia her case suffice to make a fine bird, though some of them were for ber daughter Cate, who was fair enough. Nothing would do but . Mistress Mary, with her lovely face : still strange to see with her consterna- j tion of puzzlement, should severally display every piece to her grandmother and hold against her complexion the . rich stuffs to see if the colors suited her. Madam Cavendish was pleased to express her satisfaction with them all, though with some demur at the extravagance. " Tis rich enough a wardrobe for my Lady Culpeper," said she, at which innocent shrewdness I was j ill 1 t: ki l v nail iv a, r t uij grave, but Mistress Catherine WaS looking on with a countenance as calm as tho moon which was just then rising. Madam Cavendish was pleased especially with one gown of a sky color, shot with silver threads, and ordered that Mistress Mary should wear it to the ball which was to be given at the governor's house the next night. When I heard that - I started, and Catherine shot a pale glance of consternation at me. but Mistress Mary flushed rosy red with rebellion. "I have no desire to attend my Lord Culpeper's ball, madam." said she. "Lord Culpeper is the representative of his majesty here in Virginia," said Madam Cavendish, with a high head, "and no granddaughter of mine absents herself with my approval. To the bail you go, madam, and in that sky colored gown, and no more words. Things have come to a pretty pass. So saj'ing, she arose and, leaning heavily on her stick, with her black maid propping her, she went oat. Theu turned Mistress Mary imperiously to us and demanded to know the meaning of it all. "Whence came these goods?" said she to Catherine. "On the Golden Horn, sweetheart; 'tis the list you gave this morning," replied Catherine, without a change in the fair resolve of her face. "Pish!" cried Mary Cavendish. "The list I gave this morning was my Lady Culpeper's, and you know it. Whence came these?" And she spurned at a heap of the rich gleaming things with the toe of her tiny foot. "I tell you, sweetheart, on the Golden Horn," replied Catherine. Then Mary turned to me in a rage. "The truth I will, have," she cried out. "Whence came these goods'?" "On the Golden Horn, madam," I said. She stamped her foot, and her voice rang so shrill that the black slaves, carrying out the dishes, rolled alarmed eyes at her. "Think you I will be treated like a child?" she cried out. "What means all this?" Theu close to her went Catherine and flung an arm around her and leaned her smooth fair head against her sister's tossing golden one. "For the sake of those you love and who love' thee, sweetheart," she whispered. But Mistress. Mary pushed her away and looked at her angrily. "Welt, what am I to do for their snkes?" she demanded. "Seek to know no more than this. The goods came on the Golden Horn but now, and 'tis the list you gave this morning." "But it was not my list, and I de ceived my grandmother, and I will go to her now and out with the truth. Think you I will have such a falsehood ou my soul?" Catherine leaned closer to her and whispered, aud Mary gave a quick, wild glance at me, but I know not what she said. "I pray thee seek to know no more than that the goods came but now iu a boat from the Golden Horn, and 'tis the list you gave this morn ing,'' said Catherine aloud. "Xhey are not mine by right, and well you know it." Then a thought struck me, and I said, with emphasis. "Madam, yours by right they are and shall be, and I pray you to have no more concern in the matter." Then, so saying, I hastened out and went through the moonlight to the wharf to seek Captain Tabor and the captain of - the Earl of Fairfax, who had come with his goods to see to their safety. Both men were pacing back and forth, smoking long pipes, and Captain Watson of the Earl of Fairfax, a small and eager spoken man, turned on me the minute I came within hearing. "Where be my Lady Culpeper's goods ?" said he " 'Tis time they were here and I on my way to the ship. Devil take me if I run such, a risk again for any man." Then I made my errand known. I had some fifty pounds saved up from the wreck of my fortunes; 'twas a third more than the goods were worth. Would he but take it, pay the London merchant who had furnished them, and have the remainder for his trouble? "Trouble, trouble'." he shouted out. "Trouble! By all the foul fiends, man, what am I to say to my Lady Culpeper? Have you ever had speech with her that you propose such a game with her?" Captain Tabor burst out with a loud guffaw of laughter. "You have not Captain TaJor and Captain Watson a rooking seen the rcaid for whom you run the risk. Dick," said he. "Tis the fairest" "Wfeat care I for fair maida? de-

bright eye hath of weight with me?" 'Time was, Dick," laughed Captain Tabor.' "Time that was no longer is," answered the other crossly; then to rue. "Send down my goods by some of those black fellows, and no more parleying, sir." "But, sir." I Kaid. " 'twill be a good fifteen pounds for Mistress Watson and the little ones when the merchant be paid." "Go to," be growled out, "what will that avail if I be put in prison? What am I to say to my Lady Culpeper for the nondelivermeut of her goods? Answer me that." Then came Captain Tabor to my ale with his merry shrewdness. " 'Tis as easy as the nose on thy face, Dick," said be. "Say but to my lady that you have searched and the goods be not in the hold of the Earl of Fairfax, and must have

miscarried, as faith they have, and say that next voyage you will deliver them and hold thyself responsible for the cost, as you well can afford with Master Wingfield's money." "Hast ever heard my Lady Culpeper's tongue?" demanded the other. "'Tis easy to advise. Would you face i .i .. t : . . . . . . . i. ... j , : . i f !,-,. TWV X "Faith, and I'd face a dozen like her for fifteen pounds," declared Captain Tabor. Then, with another great laugh, "I have it; send thy mate, send thy deaf mate. Jack Tarbox,'man.". "But she will demand to see the captain." "Faith, abd the captain will be on board the Earl of Fairfax seeing to a leak which she hath sprung and cannot leave her," said Tabor. "But in two days' time the governor sails in ray ship for England." "Think ye the governor will concern himself about my lady's adornments when he be beaded for England and out of reach of her complaints?" "But how to dodge her for so long? "Dick," said the other solemnly, "much I have it in mind that a case of fever will break out upon tne iari of Fairfax by tomorrow or next day." "Thea think you that my lady will allow her lord the governor to sail?" "Dick," laughed Captain Tabor, "governors be great men and you but a poor sailo.r, but when It comes to coin in wifely value thy weight in the heart f thy good Bridget would sendr the governor of Virginia higher than thy masthead. None but my Lady Culpeper need have hint of the fever." "I have a sailor ailing," said the other doubtfully, "but he hath no sign of fever." " 'Tis enough." cried the other gayly. "His fever will rage in twelve hours enough to beat the tween decks." "But, cried Captain Watson, speaking angrily and yet with a certain timidit3', as men will do before a scofling friend and their own accusing conscience, "you ask me to forswear myself." "Nay, that I will not," cried the other. "By the Lord, I forgot thy conCck.pta.tn Watsc in a cu&ndsry science, good Dick. Well, I have enough from my ancestors of Plymouth to forswear and forswear again and yet have some to spare. I I will go to my Lady Culpeper with tbe tale and save thy soul thy scruples aud thy ears the meltxly of her tongue. I will acquaint her with the miscarriage of the goods and whisper of the sick sailor, and all thou liast to do is to loiter about Jamestown, keeping thy Bridget well in mind the while, and load thy ship with the produce of the soil which the beggars of Virginia give of their loyalty to his majesty Kiug Charles, and then to take on board my Lord Culpeper and set sail." "'Tis a fearful risk," groaned the other. "Though I am a poor man, and I will admit that my Bridget" " 'Tis a fearful risk for you, Captain Tabor, and through you for my mistress," I interrupted, for I did not half like the plan. "Our ships lay alongside, and I am hailed by a brother mariner in distress both at the prospect of the displeasure of a great and noble lady and the suspicion of his honesty, but for that latter will I vouch with my own and if needs be will give surety that the list of goods which she ordered shall be delivered next voyage," said Calvin Tabor. "Her tongue, you know not her tongue," groaned the other. "Even tnat will I dare for thee, Dick, for thee and that fair little maid who is dabbling her pretty fingers in that flaming pudding with which only the tough ones of a mau should meddle," said Captain Tabor. "And as for risk for me, my sailor men be as much in the toils for Sabbath breaking as their captain, should yesterday's work leak out, and not a man of them knoweth the contents of those cases, though, faith, and I heard them marveling among themselves at the weight of feathers and silken petticoats, and I made port in the nighttime before, and; not a soul knew of it nor the unlading save those which be bound to keep the secret for their own necks, and, and well. Captain Tabor be not averse to somewhat of risk. It gives a savor to life." So saying he rolled his bright blue eyes at me and Captain Watson with such utter good nature and daredeviltry as I have never seen equaled. It was finally agreed that Captain Tabor's plan should be carried out, and I wended my way back to Drake Hill with a feeling of triumph to which I of late years had been a stranger. I know of nothing in the poor life of a man equal to that great delight of be- j ing of service to one beloved. j I reflected with such ever increasing j joy that it finally became an ecstasy, i and I could almost, it seemed, see the colors of it in my path; how. had It not been for me, Mary Cavendish might have beea in sore straits, and I verily j believe I was as happy for the time as if she had be?n my promised sweet- ! heart a4 was as nreud. of myself. !

When alHHit nair way 10 irat nm I heard afar c!T a great din of bIIs and horns and voices, which presently

j came nearer. Thcu iLe road was filled J up with the dancing May revelers, and verily I wondered not so much at t t those decrees against such "prr.etf.ces , before tbe Restoration, for it was as j if the saveges which they do pay are ! underneath tbe outer gloss of the best of us had broke loose, and I wondered j if it might not l like those mad and unlawful orgies which it was said the god Pan led himself in person through j Thcssalian groves. ! Those honest country maids, who iu ' tbe morning had advanced with rustic but innocent freedom, with their glossy heads crowned with flowers, and those lusty youths, who were indeed something, boisterous, yet still held iu a tight rein by decency, had seemingly changed their very natures, or rather, perhaps, had come to that pass when their natures could be no longer concealed. ' Along the road in the white uioou- ! light they stamped as wantonly as any herd of kine; youths and maids with arms about each other and all with faces flushed with ale drinking, and the maids with tossing hair and draggled coats, and all;the fresh garlands withered or scattered. And the old gray beard who was Maid Marion was riotously drunk and borne aloft with mad and feeble gesturings on the shoulders of two staggering young men, and after hiui came me aoi uioiiis uanceis, umy upiieul from collapse in the mire by mutual upholdings, until they seemed like some monstrous animal moving with uncouth sprawls of legs as multifold as a centipede, and wavering drunkenly from one side of the road to the other, lurching into the dewy bushes, then recovering by the joint effort of the whole. I stood well back to let them pass, being in that mood of self importance, by reason of my love aud the service rendered by it, that I could have seen the whole posse led to the whipping block with a relish, when suddenly, from their tipsy throats, came a shout of such import that my heart stood still. "Down with the king," hallooed one mad reveler, in a voice of such thickness that the whole sentence seemed one word; then the others took it up, until verily it seemed to me that their heads were not worth a farthing. Then, "Down with the governor! Down with Lord Culpeper!" shouted , that same thick voice of the man who was leading the wild crew like a bellwether. He forged ahead, something more steady on his legs, but all the madder of his wits for that, with an arm around the waist of a buxom lass on either side, and all three dancing in time. Then all the rest echoed that shout of "Down with the governor!" Then out he burst again with, "Down, down with the tobacco, down with the tobacco!" But the volley of that echo was cut short by five horsemen galloping after the throng and scattering them to the right and left. Then a great voice of authority, set out with the strangest oaths which ever an Imagination of evil compassed, called out to them to be still if they valued their heads and cursed them all for drunken fools, and as he spoke lashed with his whip from side to side, and his face gleamed with wrath like a demon's in tbe full light, and I saw he was Captain Noel Jaynes. and well understood how he had made a name for himself on the high seas. After "him rode the brothers, Nicho las and Kichard Barry, two great men, sticking to their saddles like rocks, with fair locks alike on the head of each flung out on the wind, and theu came Ralph Drake, rising in his stirrups and laughing wildly, and . last Parson Downs, but only last because the road was blocked, for verily I thought his plunging horse would have all before him under his feetf They were all past me in a trice like a dream, the May revelers seatterlug and hastening forward with shrieks of terror and shouts of rage and peals of defiant laughter, and Captain Jaynes voice, like a trumpet, overbearing everything, and shouts from the Barry brothers echoing him, and now and then coming the deep rumble of expostulations from the parson's great chest, and Ralph Drake's peals of horse laughter, and I was left to consider what a tinder box this colony of Virginia was, and how ready to leap to flame at a spark even when seemingly most at peacek and to regard wTith more and more anxiety Mary Cavendish's part iu this brewing tumult. After the shouting and hallooing throng had passed I walked along slowly, reflecting, as I have said, when I saw in the road before me two advancinga woman and a man leading a horse by the bridle and it was Mary Cavendish and Sir Humphrey Hyde. And when I came up with them they stopped, and Humphrey addressed me rudely enough, but as one gentleman might another when he was angered with him, and not contemptuously, for that was never the lad's way with me. "Master Wingfleld," he said, standing before me and holding his champing horse hard by the bits, "I pray you have the grace to explain this matter of the goods." I saw that Mistress Mary had been acquainting him with what had passed and her puzzlement over it. "There is naught to explain, Sir Humphrey," said L "'Tis very simple. Mistresa Mary hath the goods for which she sent to England." "Master W'iogfield, you know those are my Lady Culpeper's goods, and I have no right to them!" cried Mary. But X bowed and said, "Madam, the goods are yours and not Lady Culpeper's." "But I I lied when I gave the list to my grandmother r she cried out. half sobbing, for she was after all little more than a child tiptoed to womanhood by enthusiasm. "Madam," said 1, and I bowed again, "you mistake yourself. Mistress Mary Cavendish cannot lie, and the goods are in truth yours." She and Sir Humphrey looked at each other. Then Humphrey made a stride forward and, forcing back his horse with one hand, grasped me with the other. "Harry, Harry," he said in a whisper, "tell me, for God's sake, what have you done?" "The goods are Mistress Mary Cavendish's," said. I. They looked at me as X have seen folk look at a page of Virgil. - "Were they, after ail. not my Lady Culpeper's?" asked Sir Humphrey. "They are Mistress Carea-

Mary turned snaaeniy to !ir nuuphrey. " 'Tis time you were gone now, Humphrey she said softly. "Twas tmiy last u'sht you were here, and there is need of caution, and your mother" "But Humphrey was loth to go. " "Its not late," he said, "and I would know more of thi matter." "You will never know more of Master Wingfleld, if that is what you wait for," she returned, with a half laugh, "and, Humphrey, your sister Cicely said but this morning; that your mother was ovcrcurious. I pray you go, and Master Winfield will take me borne. I pray you so!" Sir Humphrey took her hand and bent low over it and murmured something. Then before he sprang to his saddle be came close to me again. "Harry," he whispered, "she should not be in this business, and I would have not had it so could I have helped it, and, I pray you, have a care to her safety." This he spoke so low that

Mary could not hear, and moreover she, with one of those sudden turns of hers that made her have as many faces of delight as a diamond in the sua, had thrown an arm around the neck of Sir Humphrey's mure and Mas talking to her in such dulcet tones as her lovers would have died for the sake of hearing in their ears. "Have uo fears for her safety,"' I whispered back. "So far as the gooda go, there is no more danger." "What did you, Harry?" "Sir Humphrey," I whispered back, while Mary's sweet voice iu the mare's Sir Humphrey bending low over Mary's hand delicate ear mounded like a song, "sometimes an unguessed riddle hath less weight than a guessed one, and some fish of knowledge had best be left in the stream. I tell thee she is safe." So saying X looked him full in his honest, boyish face, which was good to see, though sometime I wished, for the maid's sake, that it had more shrewdness of wit InTt. Then he gave me a great grasp of the hand and whispered something hoarsely. "Thou art a good fellow, Harry, in spite of in spite or' then he bent low over Mary's hand for the second time and sprat g to his saddle and was off toward Jamestown on his white mare, flashing along the moonlit road like a whiter moonbeam. Then Mary came close to me and did what she had never before done since she was a child. She laid her little baud ou my arm of her own accord. "Master Wingfleld," said she softly, "what about the goods?" "The goods for which you sent to England are yours and in the great house," said I, and I heard my voice tremble. She drew her hand away and stood looking at me, and her sweet forehead under her goldeu curls was all knitted with perplexity. "You know you know I lied?" she whispered like a guilty child. "You cannot lie," X answered, "and the goods are yours." "And not my Lady Culpeper's?" "And not my Lady Culpeper's." Mary continued looking: at me, then all at once her foretiead cleared. "Catherine, 'twas Catherine," she cried out. "She said not. but well I know her;' she would not own to It the sweetheart. Sure a falsehood to hide fi. loving deed is the best truth of the world. 'Twas Catherine, 'twas Catherine, the sweetheart, the darling. She sent for naught for herself, and hath been saving for a year's time and maybe sold a ring or two. Somehow she discovered about the plot, what I had done. And she hath heard me say, that I know well, that I thought 'twas a noble list of Lady Culpeper's and I wished X were a governor's wife or daughter that I could have fine things, I remember me well that X told her thus before ever the Golden Horn sailed for England, that time after Cicely Hyde slept with me and told me what she had from Cate Culpeper. A goodly portion of the goods were for Cate, 'Twas Catlierine. Oh, the sweetheart, the darling! Was there ever sister lib ;?" - - CHAPTER X. T was an industrious Household at Drake Hill both as to men and women folk. The fields were full of ebony backs and plying arms of toil at sunrise, and the hum and whir of loom and spinning wheels" were to be heard in the negro cabins and tbe great bouse as soon as the birds. Madam Judith CvendisU was a stern taskmistress, and especially for these latter duties. Had it not been for the stress of favor in which she held me I question if my vocation as tutor to Mistress Mary would have had much scope for the last year, since her grandmother esteemed so highly the importance of a maid's being versed tu all domestic arts, such as the spinning and weaving of flax and wool and preserving and distilling and fine needlework. She set but small store by Latin and arithmetic for a maid, not even if she were naturally quick at them, as was Mistress Mary, and had it not been thct she was bent on keeping me in her service at Drake Hill I doubt not that she would have clapped together the maid's books, whether or no, and set her to her wheel. As it was, a goodly part of every day was passed by her In such wise, but so fond was my pupil of her book that often I have seen her with it propped open for her reference on a chair at her side. It was thus the next morning, the morning of the day of my Lord Culpeper's bail. It was a warm morning, and the doors and windows of the hall were set wide open and all the spring wind and scent coming In and dimity curtains flying like flags, and the gold of Mistress Mary's hair tossing now and then in a stronger gust, and she and Catherine cramming down their flax baskets, lest the flax take wtjgs to itself and fly away. Both Mair and Catherine were at their flax wheels, but Madam Cavendish was In

Eaisant Duelers Priist lis Ingredients. Wo refer to that boon to weak, nervous, "nfftTin? women known as Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription. Dr. John Fyie one cf the Editorial StaS of Tuk Eclectic Mehicju. Kkviw says of Unicorn roo (IitwiHi.r iwiiwbuti is one of "fche chief ingredients of the "Favorito Prescription" : "A remedy which invariably sts a a wter;ne uit i4orUjr ma for normal ac;:viy of the ?nt?T rerrvxiuciiro system. He oonUmn's "ia Ufkxuias we have a ruedtoauifns wUu-li nsore fuiiy anwrs tln abovo purt.. tVmatyMArijfsji-a. vwfe I am iccjuut :itriL In tti treatment of disears v--ul:ar to women it is m1(Ktu that a cast in 'U which cks isot present surr?e iitdication "Vr this remedial asvnt. Ir Kyf turthot ays- "Tin toilowinsr are atron,r tpt- U a.iiiw u -4 ic at lor. tor H?kmas il"uiv.rn s.t. I'au r avtoiu la Hi avk. w.;ta liuxrrha : aouic (-ali) conditions of tiit ilrodueUv rsrr.ns ot wumea. mental itM- .on aud iruabiiity. associated with cmr-Jfr tuseasesof be reproductive organs of ( jtn. constant ms siuca of heat in tl rer.S of ttw kidney: menorrhacia t flooding. to a wakncd conditiou of tbe reiinnjfVt ire system: kicnorrtma supprHsed or aSent TttuatMy Periods s arising from or ao(r mi-anyttic an klmormal con&tlou of tbp fftfestire off iai

aud auvemio tthiu blood ) atu; draiffiti en5atlon in t cxtrrie fewer part of the AtHtomen." It more or less of the Ebove symptoms ire present, no invuliJ woman ca-n do setter tnaa take nr. Prescription, one of tli 'iorce's FavtiriU leadintr inervdients ot wuien is i. nicori F root, or llelonia. and the medical pro; Irties of which ttj aiost faithfully repreH its. Of Golden Seal rootJ mother prominent nirredieut of "ravi rite Prescription. -m 1 ... 2 . .Tot. Finley Eningf6xi, M. 1)., of Ben nett Medical t olloseJft. hieasro, says: "It Is an import an emedy in disorder ol Thai conditions the wonih. In all oat Uid general enfeeble eat, U is usf uL9 Prof. John M idiler, M. D., lata ol Cincinnati, saya otjDolden Seal root t "In relation tif ill general effects on the ystem, there nhijfUu-tn tn ttse afxtit uhuh txre tx otfe'fe gfnffr.uttanuHiiy o opinio. It is uihiwuHk regaled as Cie tonic useful in all debilitated Males-" Prof. Karthokiw, M. D.. of Jefferson Medical ColleRe, says of Golden Seal : "Valuable in uterine hemorrhage, menorrh atria ittooding) and congestive Uysnieriorrfa.ea (.painful menstiruationl.' Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription faithfully represents all the above named in(rredients and cures the diseases lor which they are recommended. the loom room with some of the black women. Mary had her Latin book open, as I have said before, on a chair at her side, but Catherine span with her fair face set to some steady course of thought, though she, too. waa fond of books. Never a lesson bad she taken of me, holding me in such scorn, but I questioned much at the time, and kuow now, that she was well acquainted with whatever knowledge ! her sister had got, bavins been taught by her mother and then keeping on by herself with her tasks. When I entered the hall, having been to Jamestown after breakfast and Just returned, both maids looked up, and suddenly one of tbe wheels ceased its part In the duet and Catherine was on her feet and her thread fallen whither it would. "Master Wingfleld," said she, "I would speak with you. "Madam,' at 'your service," said I. and followed her, lending out on the green before the house. "What means this what means this, sir? she began when she was scarcely out of heariav of her sister. "What did you about the goods? Iid you did you" She gasped for further speech and looked at me with such a haughtiness of scorn as never I had seen. It is hard for any man to be attacked In such wise by a woman and be tinder the necessity of keeping his weapons sheathed, though he knoweth fall well the exceedlug convincing of tleta aud their fine point to the case in baud. "Did you did you" she wwit on "did you purchase those goods yourself for my sister? Iid you?" I. bowed again. "Madam," said I, "whatever I have, and my poor flesh and blood and soul also, are at the service of root only your sister, but her family." I marveled much as I spoke thus to see no flush of shameful consciousness overspread the maid's face, but none did. and she continued speaking with that sharpness of hers, both as to pale look and voice, which wounded like cold steel, which leaves an additional sting because of the frost in it. "Know you not, ir, said she, "that we cannot suffer a man in your position, a to purchase my sister's, wardrobe?" Then, before I knew what she was about to do, ia went her hand to a broldered pocket which bung at her girdle and out she drew a flashing store of ring and brooches and one long necklace flashing with green stones. "Here, take these," she cried out. "I have no money, but such an insult I will not suffer that my sister goes clad at your expense? to the ball tonight. Take these. They are five times the value of the goods." I would in that minute have given ten years of my life bad Mistress Catherine Cavendish been a man and I could have felled her to the ground, and no man knowing what I believed I knew could have blamed me. The flashes of red and green from those rings and gewgaws which she held out seemed to pass my eyes to my very soul. "Take them," she said. "Why do you not take them, sir?" "I have no need of jewels, madam," I said, "and whatever the servant hati is his master's by right, and bis mas doth but take bis own and no discdit (To Be v"ontinued Artificial gas, the 20 Century fuel. 10-tf Vhone or write a card to the Palladium of the little piece of news your neighbor told you and get your nami in the news "tip" contest for thU meek. "I writ to let ya know how f apvreiat4 yon 3uru. t enaneiw) tuning tbeiu M Nntmer and took two wn ect btxc ana pu4 atp4tons 14 ft. long. Tban I cramtiicM takisc tn"!a tgam ani Wdr.edr. April ta. 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