Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 20, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 7 November 1896 — Page 3

FORT FRAYNE.

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way," was the thick, hupky answer, "but you're mistaken, my dear." Back she started as though stung, an awful terror in her staring eyes, her ^blanching face. ••%.* "You—Boyle Farrar—and here !"sbe gasped "You—Boyle Farrar I Oh, my gracious God!"

CHAPTEB VIII.

Alarmed at Mrs. Daunton's failure to rejoin them, Leale bad tossed the reins to his orderly, and, leaving Mrs. Farrar coated in the sleigh, harried into the building in search of her. It was a prostrate, senseless form he found, close to the inner door, and only after a deal of trouble did she revive. Greatly alarmed, Mrs. Farrar bad caused her to be driven straight home, and there the doctor came and Ellis and ministering angels without stint and questioners without nuTiber, but meantime Leale, with wrathful face, had gone to his troop quarters and summoned his first sergeant Graice had not been with the men at dinner, was that worthy's report. He was at tLo post exchange eating sandwiches and drinking beer at that moment, and Leale sent for him.

Something had tended to sober tLt man, for he came into the captain's presence, looking sullen, but self possessed. 'I warned you after that affray with Crow Knife,"said Leale, "that you were to keep out of temptation and mischief until you were sober enough to understand what I had to say to you. Where were you between dinuer call and 13:80?" "Walkiing off my heat, sir, as the captain directed."

Leale stood closely scanning the swollen face of the soldier. He was always grave and deliberate in dealing with the malcontents of his command, rarely speaking in anger and never in tone indicative of irritation. Under the captain's calm, steadfast scrutiny Graice plainly winced. His bloodshot eyes wandered restlessly about, and his fingers closed and unclosed nervously. "You have made but an ill name for yourself thus far, my man," said Leale,

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this day's work has not added to your credit What started the trouble with Crow Knife?" "Ho struck me," was the surly answer. "You have been drinking liquor today, (Jruiee, and it is said of you throughout the wholo troop that when drinking you aro ugly and ill tempered. I havo known Crow Knife a long time and never knew him to bo in trouble bofore, You are the first man of this command to quarrel with him. Let it be the last time. He bears a good name yon havo made a bad one. Anothcthing: You wore working there at Uir hall this morning under Corporal Ilorke. What became of you when the other men loft and went to dinnor?" "I—was thirsty—and went for drink," was the shifty answer. "Went whore? You weire not then at tho post exchange."

Tho soldier turned redder, if possible, hitched uneasily, the bloodshot eyes still wandering warily about, as though eager for any light other than that which burned in the clear, stern gacetf his captain. "I went for a drink," ho repeatod, "and I'm not bound to say whfro nud so got some one else in trouble. I'm not without friends here even if I haven't them among my officers, and I can be true to those who are true to me." "Such talk is buncombe, Graice," said Leale coolly, "and you know it. You will do better to keep clear cf friends who give you liquor. You are sober enough to appreciate now what you hear and what you say. Keep clear of it, I warn you, or it will bo your undoing. Aro you not for guard?" "I tun, sir, and ready to take my turn when needed, bat I can take no such affront as that Jtdskin slung in my teeth." "Enough on that score. I'll hear your story tomorrow, when you're both cooled down. Now go to your quarters, and for tho rest of this day keep away from three things—Crow Knife, liquor and, understand me, the assembly hall."

The sullen eyes glowed with new anger. The man had been drinking just enough to be reckless. "I'd like to know why I'm not considered fit to work at least," he muttered. "You are not fit to be seen by the eyes of gently nurtured women, Graice. Your face is bloated, your eyes inflated, your whole carriage tolls of the havoc liquor play* You may as we'i kpow that the sight of you was a shock Jt» our guest, Mm Farrar, and I suspect •hat you could tell what it was that so •tftrtkxi Mrs, Pnunton." ''I don't know any such"— began /the soldier in the same surly tono.'Hbut

Leale uplifted his hand. "The less you say when you've been drinking, my man, the less you're likely to fall into further trouble. You go no more to the assembly room today, because I forbid. Do you understand "I've got rights to go them Aye, ot where my betters cannot go, burst in Graice in sudden fuiy, but the instant hit eyos met those of his captain the words died on his lips and the red lids drooped. "You hate said inure than enough, sir," sternly answered Leak. Then, turning sharply to a little knot of IK» commission**! officers who at the bar rack steps were curiously watching the scene, he called, "Sergeant Roe!" ami a young soldier in I ty

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springing forward, auU, hiuu^ enseal hand, stood at the salute, "I leave this man in your charge. Be is for guard, I believe Set him to work at his kit and see that be 'a proper trim—in every way*--lor toi? frow." "He may be needed today, sir. He's «up*rnomerary." "Indeed! Worse than I thought, Graice," caid Leale calmly. "You will

be wise to take a cool bath and a nap then. At all events, see that he does not leave the barracks this afternoon, ser geant" "I will, sir. Come on, Graice."

And conscious that he had been indeed playing with fire, yet raging over the sense of his enforced submission, the half drunken fellow turned and followed bis young superior.

Meantime there had been anxiety and dismay at the Farrars'. Helen had speedily been restored to consciousness, only to be overcome by a fit of hysterical weeping, succeeded by a nervous attack that defied the efforts of her fondest friends. Mrs. Farrar had, of course, sent for the doctor, but Helen insisted that his presence was utterly unnecessary. She begged to be left alone. She declared the attack to be no new thing She had suffered just in the same way before, though not for two or three years. She seemed eager to rid herself of all attendants. In truth, her one longing was to be allowed to think uninterruptedly. Even at night this might have been difficult By day, with sympathetic inquirers coming every few minutes to her door and with her gentle friend sitting at her bedside, she found it impossible. If she closed her eyes, that leering, half drunken,swollen, triumphant face came to torment and distract htfr. If she opened them, it was only to find sweet, anxious features bending over her, full of tenderness, sympathy and unspoken inquiiy. Do what she could to al'ay it Helen Daunton saw plainly that Marjorie Farrar more than suspected that there was some exciting cause for that sudden prostration. ID utter helplessness she lay, striving to plan, striving to see away out of tLis new and most appalling complication. That the man who had wrecked her life ehould return as it were from the grave was in itself horrible enough, but that he should reappear in the flesh here, at Frayne, whore his presence was a menace to the peace of so many who were dear to her and to the very life perhaps of the gentle invalid who was nearest ot all, was torment indeed.

For some hours she lay there facing her fate, shutting out all thought of her newborn hope and joy thijs summarily blasted, seeing only, thinking only of the peril that involved her friend. The .short winter day wore on. Ti spirits of the younger members of the social circle seemed undimmed', for, as stable call was sounding, she could bear merry chat and laughter again in the parlor below stairs. Ellis alone seemed to share with her mother the anxiety or uneasiness which followed the events of tho morning. She had refused to join the little p*rty that had gone up, as they expressed it, "to call on Kitty." Slio had refused partly from a feeling of indisposition to any gayety, partly from a sisterly sympathy for Will, who, she felt well assured, longed for an uninterrupted half hour with his capricious ladylove, and partly beoause she shrank from appearing in the colonel's parlor, theroby possibly giving Ormsby half a reason to think she sought him. Evidently the young people had had small mercy on Will. Evidently Kitty had lent liersolf not unwillingly to the fun at his expense, for, after biting savagely at his finger nail and tugging furiously ut his mustache, the body had pitched angrily out of the oolonel's house and come home for comfort and thither had they followed him, two or three happior couples, and, oatching him in the parlor, all unconscious of Mrs. Daunton's seolusion aloft, were as bout on coaxing him to return with them as ho, with assumption of lordly indifference, was determined to make it, appear that he had no such desire or intention. He carried his point toa He knew well enough that Kit's oomplicity in the plot was for the express purpose of teasing him. He oouldn't afford to let them see he was Indignant at her or at them neither could he afford to let her see that he was not justly offended. And right in the midst of all the babel of protest and laughter the doorbell rang, and at tho head of the stairs, just as stable cail was sounding, listening cars heard the unctuous, jovial tones of Corporal Rorke inquiring for Captain

Then Will's voice responded, and Will was very distant and dignified. "Cap tain Leale is not here, corporal. Have you been to his quarters?" "Sure, I went there furst, sorr, and they told me he was here if anywhera Thin, bedad, he's nowhere." "He's gone down to the stables already perhaps, "said Farrar, "and you'll find him there. Yonder goes the call now." "I know, Mast—I know, sorr, but the throuble's right hero, sorr. Higgins has been took ill on guard. He was right out here on No. 6, sorr, back of the quarters, and that spalpeen Graice is supernumerary, and they've sint for him, and tho first sergeant's afraid, sorr. ••What of?" "Grnioe had been drinkin this mcsrnin. He'8 sober enough now, sorr, but he's nervous, wildlike, excited, trampin up and down the barrack flure like a caged hyena, sorr." "Then tramping up and down tl sentry post will be just the thing for him. It'll cool him off. Put him on.'' "Very well, soar. Just as the loot'nant says. I'll tell the sergeant at once."

Five minutes later the parlor was inserted. and all was silence below. Kcw at least Helen Daunton could close hur eyes and pis*) and think. He was to Le placed on guard. He would be on pest right out here on the bluff. TI. what was to prevent her slip^ng v.r» in ti«e dusk of the evening, whm all «©ifcr*s had gone over to the assembly hall, speaking with him, vi implor?T*g h'rrt to jr* rayv h» anywl re wKre

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drunken mood endanger that pocx m* .- «r*a life by tine shocks Lin j.j ettf Sir- ntr-T nrr*! in: would ilave fer linr:. -tan with him, be hi* wife or his :«J —anything to get him away—- ar aw»y from the sunshiny the smiles, the hopes and joy# and blessings that had been hers at old Fort Frayne.

One other plan. She had but little money, and in their flight much might be needed. She must obtain it for that drink sodden wretch would surely have none: Go she must and would. Go he must and should, for any day, before the whole garrison—oh, shame unutterable—he might take the notion boldly to throw off all disguise and claim her as his wife Possibly with money she might bribe him to take kindly to her proposition and agree. Then, before he could spend what she had given him, she could escape, return to the east, and somewhere, anywhere hide her head from him, from friends, from the world and all. Home she had none. That went when her lather died, lonely and heart broken, two years before.

And in all that garrison to whom could she appeal, upon whom could she call? One wn there was who, well she knew, would open his hand as he had his heart and its uttermost treas urn could be hers for the mere asking, and that man of all others was the one who, she prayed, might never know the miserable truth that this was Boyle Farrar—that she was Boyle Farrar'] wifa

Another there was, generous, helpful and kind, who, did he but learn the identity of the man slinking here un der that disguise given by years of drill and debauchery, would aid her to bis uttermost farthing, aid her as he had before, out of pity and compassion, aid her now with eager hand through thought of the shame that would come to the girl he loved, the shock that might be in store for her beloved moth er. There was the man—Jack Ormsby! But how to see him, and when, and where! Not a moment must be lost, be cause, now that Boyle's presence was known to her, his wife, any moment might bring on the fuither catastrophe. She had never known him to stop until sodden and stupefied.

Drink, drink, drink. In some form he would find the poison and gulp it down, waxing crazed and nervous if it were witbhe'd from him, turning mad and reckless if it were given. Drink he surely would all through this blessed Christmas eve, and at any hour, any moment on the morrow she might ex pect him to appear before them all, in the midst of their joyous Christmas gathering, in drunken exultation, de manding hi3 seat at his wife's side, at his mother's board. What that would mean to thr.t gentle mother, whose very life seemed now hanging by a thread, God alone could say.

And here she lay, hesitant, impotent, cowardly, when the lives and happiness of those dearest to her were at stake, shrinking even now from an appeal to Ormsby, who alone in all the garrison probably was competent to advise and help, and Ormsby had already suffered, and suffered much on her aooount In the loyal observance of his promise he had brought himself under the ban of suspicion, and with half an eye Helen could see that Ellis looked upon their relation with utter distrust. Great heaven! Was she to be a curse to every ono who had been kind to her? The thought was intolerable.

Helen Daunton amazed her friend by springing from her bed and throwing up the window sash. "Air, air!" she moaned.

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cating, and, leaning far out into the wintry twilight, bathing her aching head in tho oold, sparkling air, she gazed wildly northward toward the blpff. Aye, muffled in the heavy canvas overcoat, tin fur cap down about the bloated, bearded face, slouching along the sentry post was the form she dreaded, hated to see, yet sought with burning eyes. As she gazed he saw and stood and, leering over the intervening drifts of spotless snow, kissed his fur gloved paw and tossed his hand in half defiant, half derisive, all insulting salutation.

Mrs. Farrar," she oried in utter desperation, turning madly away from the hateful sight 'I—I must get into the open air awhile. You won't mind, dear. I must walk, walk, run, rush in the oold. No, don't come, and pray let Ellis keep with you. In 10, 20 minutes at most, I'll return." "Ah, Helen, wait until Willy, until Malcolm Leale, returns from the stables. See, they're coming now. They will walk with you." "Oh, no, no, not Do you not see? I must be alone. I oannot talk with any one. Let me go," she cried. Then, before either the mother oould interpose or Ellis, who came hurrying into the room, could urge one word, she had seised a heavy wrap and gone almost bounding down the stairs.

At the threshold she recoiled, for there, his honest faoe full of eagerness as the door flew open, stood Jack Orms-

"I RMmot toft with any one. Lctmeqo™ by. "I—I was just abont to ring," he faltered, "and inquire after yon—and for—Miss Farrar. Yon really startled met"

And np aloft they heard—Ellis heard —the eager, low toned, almost breathleas answer. "Oh, Mr. Ormsby. It was you I sought. Gome—right in here."

And drawing him into the parlor die closed the door, reckless now of anything Ellis might suspect, thinking only of tbe peril that menaced orp and alt Perhaps Jack Ormsby's longing eyes caught one fleeting glimpse of feminine drapery at the bead of the little stair-

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case. Perhaps his own wrongs and woes had overmastered him. Perhaps he thought that already he had been too heavily involved, all on account of this fair sufferer and suppliant but certain it is he followed, hesitant, and that it was with a far from reassuring face he confronted his captor. "Mr. Ormsby," she burst forth, "how much money would you give, at once, this day, to rid this post of the greatest shame and misery that could be brought upon Ellis and her mother?" "I can't imagine what you mean," Was the uncertain answer. "I mean that Boyle Fanar is here—in this garrison—a private soldier in Captain Leale's troop." "Mrs. Daunton! Are you mad?" "Mad? My heaven, I well might be He came before me this noon, with her, with his mother, not 20 steps away and taunted me and threatened them. Oh God, he means it 1 He means to make himself known to them and claim their kinship in the way to shame them most And the shock will kill hei, kill her There is only one earthly way. He will go for money." "He can't, if he's a soldier. It desertion. It's—why, they follow them capture them and it means state prison or something for years." "I know nothing of that—I know I'm only a helpless, distracted woman, but diink and money are the two things he worships. For them he will risk any thing. I can see him this night He is this moment on post, out here on the bluff. You know him. It's the man they call Tom Graice."

Ormsby's hat fell from his hand "My heaven! That man here again?" "Here, here, and I have known only for a few hours. See what I am suffering. Do you not see what it means if Boyle Farrar makes himself known and he is capable of anything. Shame to Will, shame to Ellis, heartbreak— death peihaps—to Mrs. Farrar. Do you not see you must help me get him away from here? You must for all their sake* and keep his secret and mine." "It is my secret, too, Mrs. Farrar," said poor Jack, rallying to the rescue now that danger threatened. "I wil do whatever you wish, whatever you say. You shall have whatever money 1 have here and more can follow. You're a brave woman. Forgive me that 1 doubted you." "Oh, never think of that now. Only keep my secret yet a little and let me see you before 10 tonight That's the hour that relief goes on again. I've watched them so often. And—and all tho money you think—even a hundred —two hundred dollars. Oh, God bless you for the help you give me! «Now I know you wish to seo her, and 1 must get into the open air awhile."

Calling the maidservant, she bade her take Mr. Ormsby's card to Miss Farrar, then hastened from the house.

But the answer brought to honest Jack—poor fellow—was that Miss Farrar begged to be exoused. [TO BK CONTINUED.]

It is too plain to need a demonstration by chart or diagram that Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup is what the people need everywhere, lor cure of bronchial and pectoral troubles. It is a sure cure.

That Catarrh is a Local Affection of the nasal passages, is a fact established by physicians, and this authority should carry more weight than assertions of incompetent parties, that catarrh is a blood affection. Ely's Cream Balm is a local remedy, composed of harmless medicants and free of mercury or any injurious drug. It will cure catarrh. Applied directly to the inflanfed membrane, it restores it to its healthy condition.

Chinatown High.

Parties doing Chinatown are advised that the fee to the guide will be no small matter. Four of us once found that one of the resident toughs whose services we had secured for a couple of hours valued them at $10. We compromised with him, I believe, but the slumming expedition, including admissions to the theater, suppers which oould not be eaten, tributes to joss and Chinese curios that we bought was rather expensive. One of the men confided it to his sister.—New York Press.

A Sad Picture.

*At Varzin once, after sitting for some time sunk in profound reflection, Bismarck lamented that be had derived but small pleasure or satisfaction from his political activity, but on the other hand much vexation, anxiety and trouble. Be had, be said, made no one happy by it—neither himself, his family, nor any one else. "But probably," he continued, "many unhappy. Had it not been for me there would have been three great wars the less, the lives of 80,000 men would not have been sacrificed, and many parents, brothers, sisters and widows would not now be mourners."—" Bismarck's Table Talk,"

Rarely Considerate.

He (playfully)—How old Miss Browm She—I oannot tell a lie. I— "Oh, if that is the case, I will not take a mean advantage of you. I withdraw the question."—Cincinnati Enqairer.

The first telephone wire was stretched betwnen Boston and Somerville, a distance of three miles, in 1877.

Constipation

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When Cod Become Blind.

Several large cod are kept in one of the tanks of the Amsterdam aquarium, necessarily near the surface, and therefore exposed to a strong light from above. Now, the cod, though not a deep sea fish, is not a surface swimmer and lives at depths where the sunlight must be very much modified by passage through the water. It lives in what to us would be semidarkness. Every one of these cod exposed to the strong lijjfat is suffering from an extraordinary hypertrophy of the eye. The whole organ has become overgrown, as if in the effort to alj.*t its(#.' to tho use of more light rays it hud bcccxne overequipped and then useless.

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fact, are blind. The most interesting feature in this change is the extraordinary rapidity with which increased supply of light rays has overdeveloped the organ for its use.. It has taken place, not by slow degrees from individual to individual, but in a course of time to be measured by months and in every individual in the tank. If this example is a measure of the rapidity with which such changes take place among fish, the adaptation

There is nothing in an egg to prevent freshness being maintained. It is therefore a question of treatment and the domestio treatment of eggs has not progressed or cheapened ,in 100 years, and practically poultry keepers are only as far advanced today as in 1788, when the Dutch process of lime pickling was first introduced into England, and those who do not know what has transpired since are no wiser than their forefather*).

There is ample evidence to prove, though the facts are not generally known, that eggs can be delivered fresh from the most distant countries, even at less cost than Uo present stale onri. This, of oourse, seems improbable, brt at one time it was deemed absolute] impassible that foreign sheep, lan^hs and beef could compete with hor»e grown, or that steam could displi labor, or that steel could bo produoed nt a cheaper rate than iron and supersede iron.

As there is nothing in an egg to prevent freshness being maintained it is therefore a question of scientific treat ment, and opposition comes only from those who foar old established interests being extinguished. However, this sr i3factory ph-seof the egg problem seer's one that might bo advantageously taken r.p by those interested in developing poultry and eggs as a domestio indus try.—London Standard.

The Alps Will Be Washed Away.

The Alps, from a geological point rf view, are very reoent. Our Welsh hills, though oon.paratively spoaking insig nificant, arc far more ancient They hod been mountains for ages and ages before tho materiuls which now compose the Bigi or the Pilatus were deposited/

Indeed, we may say that it is because they are so old that they have been PO much worn down. The Alps thomselv°q are orumbling and being washed away, and if no fresh elevation takes plaoe the time will come when they will be no loftier th^n Snowdon or Helvellyn. •vThey have already undergone enormous denudation, and it has been shown that from iiie summit of Mont Blanc some 10,000 or 12,000 feet of strata has been already removed. Denudati began as soon as the Jand rose above the sea and the main river valleys were excavated.—Pearson'.*? Weekly.

of those creatures which have migrated must be heard at a distance to be propfrom the shallow waters cf the deep seas, shown by the total loss or enormous development of their eyes and the growth of illuminating orgars to light the abyss, may have been as rapid as it is marvelous.—London Spectator,

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Musical African Warriors.

Kisawa volunteered to send two men with me to Kasembi's did not suggest any pay told off two of his young warriors and gave them instructions. They clapped their hands after each sentenoe to signify their acceptance of his instructions. Two others have come of their own accord. The only baggage of one is two sticks, upon each of which are threaded four dry rows of fruit, which rattle. The youth owning this property has long hair plaited into ropes, which fall to his neck and form° a screen to his eyes. He is constantly! keeping the rattle going and singing (principally about me) in a most flattering manner, in which performance* his friend joins, but the latter confines-1 himself to singing. He has other use fox his hands, which carry two baskets full of manioc flour, a banghi pipe and spare-: rattles. For the first hour they staid at my heels. All the time they kept up the' rattling and singing and told me it was what they camo for, and that they would thus entertain mo until we reached Kasombi, four or live days off. I spoke to them firmly, but kindly told them their mnsio was excellent, but

erly enjoyed. The distance I pointed out was about ton miles away. My musical friends took the hint good naluredly, but at times they break out into tbeir boisterous entertainment.—"Glave In the Heart of Africa" in Century-

His Idea.

"I want to see Mr. Yerkes," he declared as he entered the North Side offloe of the street railway magnate. "Mr. Yerkes is very busy just now," answered the olerk. "Yes, but this is of the greatest importance. I have an idea that in a certain contingency will add thousands of dollars to the revenues from his business." "Suppose you tell mo about it"

Well, I don't know about that You might steal the idea aud get the oredit for it Then where would I be?" 'There is no danger of that" "I can't see Mr, ,Yerkes?" "Not today,"

After a pause: "You seem to be a pretty honest looking chap. I will tell you about it if yon will come over in the corner and promise not to steal the idea."

The conditions having been oomplied with, the stranger unfolded his scheme. "You know those tunnels under the river which are used by the oars?" "Yes{ what of them?" "Well, my ideo is cxactly thfs: If av oyolone should strike Chicago, there wouldn't be any other place where the people eonld go and be safe. If there should be a cyclone, Mr. Yerkes oould charge tho people admission to go in the el an a it as Ohioago Times-Herald...

Wit of a Scotch Luoatlo.

i? This lunatio asylum story comes from Glasgow: Two councilors of that city were taken over a large asylum the other day by one of the patients, a safe man. He had led them to a room to display a view from a window, when some one shut the door, with its Belf acting lock, and the three men were prisoners. Thepatient alone preserved his composure. While the councilors olamored to be released he remarked: ''J ^"If I were you, I would be quiet."

No help coming, the councilors grew desperate. Beads of perspiration stood on their brows, and they fairly yelled. 1 "If I were you," repeated the patient soothingly, "I would keep quiet." "But we're no daft," pleaded one Of the visitors.

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