The Syracuse Journal, Volume 20, Number 24, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 13 October 1927 — Page 9

King’s Mate By Rosita Forbes CopyrljM t>X Ro»ll» Forbaa WNV Sarvloa

CHAPTER V —tilt was cold ou the mountain ledge. A fitful wind whistled through the bushes and the sunrise was smothered tn clouds. Marteugo was the first to arrive, lie hud been drinking heavily and as jt result he was sullen. His sight was playing him tricks and bls band was none too steady. Sudden fear attacked hint lest he should not be able to take advantage of Farraj's treach ery It was no comfort to know the Engli-hnian would be powerless to hurt him. lie wanted revenge. Foot steps sounded beluw He forced himself to turn nonchalantly toward the newcomers, but a muscle twitched in his check. Westwyn looked tired. It waj a bad business he thought, but. being a man of little imagination, he aecepled it as inevitable. Methodically he hud made every possible arrangement for the future, but he contemplated neither death nor victory, lie looked no farther ahead than the soil lary pistol shot which would satisfy the Riff Idea of what was suitable. For him Martengo was negligible. It was merely a matter of playing up to the Riffs in order to maintain his WMrotiai authority. Menebbhe, watching the ground ' aaewsured. waa more uneasy than he'd ever been In his life, but the stoicism of his race kept him silent. It has not fit for a man to show his ft-v!ii|igs. tout he alone knew how much wag al •take It was be who would bear the news to the sultan and be was aware that he would Mt return from thal Journey . “All Is ready. Ridt,'*' said a servant, and the in adman, taking the pistols from Farraj, offered them, the butts turned outward, to Martengo He too* the scratched pistol, walking sjuhkly back to bls post. Slowly the young headman turned to Weatwyn. He would have liked to have ex pres-ed something of the unacrusCMM d tumult In his heart. H« re-tm-tnSered this Englishman riding by his side in a raid and bow be had ; laughed when a bullet grazed Ids cheek. He saw him. smoke-blackefied. behind the gun*. bare headed h®d grinning, blood trickling Into his ejea. wildly happy In the lightest corner that any of them had ever been ptlk “Allah keep you." he said, and gave this Christian infidel the blessing of his faith. Westwyn’* agree lighted, lie held out his hand, but Menebbhe, bending »wi*tly, touched bls forehead •nd breast as he would have done be- . tore his father “Huck up" said the Kald in English Tiu not burh-d yet." and then lu Arabic, “lusha-AHah. we shall eat tog*’ to r tonight.” •My house is yours,” returned Me®eW he fervently. The opponents stood facing ejach other ten paces apart “It's murdflr." tep«;i:ed Ih-itu. quivering like a rat. gede Jsdy in the background. Beside him. Fete was motionless. He displayed lees interest than he would have done at a parade, but behind that pludd exterior he was Ing exactly how and when the Spaniard would die If Westwyn .was killed, the enemy would not live til! evening. Fete's face was almost pennant as be arrived at this conclusion. A Iliff. nmffW to lhe eyes In bls orown camel's heir djellaba. took'l up r.’s stand between the duelists, but a few pares back Os the line of tint“When he lowers bls rifle shout !• oruered Menebbhe. “Allah will de'lde between you” W • iwyn balanced the primitive •wpm he held, wondering what effect It would have. A gorgisnts yltnmx, he thought. If after all tihis preparation, no one was hurt. .The dew made him.smile, but bis tunnaearent was arrested by the expression of bis adver- sry For »• rev**’ !• was as if Martengo bad dropped a •task Triumph tevreu tu u. e« s o shot eye*, tts mouth waa twisted in tnrage mockery. •He's got something up his sleeve.' thought Wesrayn. and shifted his alm The tribesman's rifle grounded Itiere was a click and. simultaneous ly. a reportMartengo fell back with a bullet through his shoulder. Heins flung himself on Fete and would have em•raced him bad not the stolid Austraflan held him off by main force Menebbhe was rendering thanks into Allah unashamedly and In a load voice rinty Weatwyn was unmoved. He stared at his pistol with unseeing ryes, wondering why the Spaniard. h»r that one second before be fell, had xmked so surprised. “Blank amazement* thought the Englishman. “He didn't expect it set why?* Rosemary heard of the duel from Jlarita and all morning she sat on the wot. hoping and fearing that Westwyn eould come to her. At noon she saw him ride down to he village, and disappointment struggled with relief. She bad strung herwtf to face anything. She was prepared for Westwyn's anger, even his •corn. The 'one thing Me was not prepared for was to be ignored. Un ler a midday sun she sat on the para •et. her head aching, her eye* barons. looking down towards the cluster vs stone bouses. There was much wains and going among them, but he mountain path w*. deserted. The headman had returned unex jectedly that morning and had re iHved a bill account at the duel and

■ S Ins- b ~e w..> ' i •<: on his carpet, smoking, when West wyn rode into his yard. A dozei elderly villagers were deep In discus slon. but Menebbhe^dismissed them a sight of the Englishman. They wen reluctantly, looking buck over the!) shoulders, “Allah give you peace,” said Hm old man. Westwyn grinned. “I doubt if I get It while Martengo's alive." The headman reflected. “Perhapt it would be better if he died." “Rot. man ! I'm not going to hart any of that sort of work." The old chief shrugged his protest “You put too much value on Use. l> is a thread in the hands of Allah He breaks it at his will." “Right, but I think well leave th* breaking to him." Menebbhe was not convinced, but be drvpi>ed the subject as a boy brought coffee. “My son, for you art as a son to me. you should have taken • graybeard"s advice and this misfortune would not have happened.’ "What advice?” asked Westwyn. holding out the tiny cup fipr another mouthful. Hi.* host waited until the loug-beaked coffee-pot was empty Then, his eyes fixed on the ground, his voice impersonal, be continued “The woman, you sent here is young They tell me she is pleasant to the eyes. Therefore, while she Is no man's proj>erty. she will be hunted as that bird is chased bv its fellow.” He pointed to a palr%f mating sparrows purMilng their amorous dalliance from wall to roof. Westwjn w,i- sfietu. He had an uncon! fort able If ilh-glcal feeling that he had failed in his Job He couldn't quite gel out of his mind a picture of Rosemary crouched in the comer of Martengu's room, her defenses down, her eyes prim! Ive and pitiful. “My word is a sword among my own i'eopl<‘-“ Mid Meneffbhe. “but cans here. Idle me* to whom war is an excuse for lust

IB A » The Tribesman's Rifle Grounded. There Was a Click and, Simultaneously. a Report Next week”—be dropped his voice—“the sultan comes, and with him will be many whom I cannot coatrut Moreover. Martengo will seek kls revenge.” The two men stared at each other. “You metin’” demanded Westwyn. “Your wife would be safe and honored by ail men. You must marry tbe woman if you would keep her from others. There Is a priest of your faith in the valley I will send for him and the matter can be settled tomorrow.” A twinkle relieved the blade keenness of the Eiigtishman's face. “A bit of a nightmare." be said. “These things aren't so easily arranged with us.” "By Allah!” exclaimed his bust. “Never shall I understand your ways. If this woman were of dur t*eople. do you think we should leave her unprotected? It would be a shame upon us." “She's got Pete." remarked Westof night ” “A\vomau’s only protection ka her hu'*b.‘i!w! “ an-wered the headman. He gazed reflectively at the sparrowsflattering and squawking «mder the eaves. “IV—n It!” said the Kald. “11l marry her." <ro BK CVNTJXI Kl> > Dis9trtat : on as to Ethics and Bas : ness Letter received by a business man from a correspondent In Japan: •ftegarfllee *he matter of escaping penalty for nondelivery of the bar ma chine, there is away to creep around same by diplomat and we must make • statement of strike occur our factory (of course big untrue) Please address my firm on Inclosed form of letter and believe this will avoid penalty of case As Mr B Is most religious and oompeten! man and also heavily upright and godly It fears me that useless *Pi‘ly toe his signatnre. Please attach same by Yokohama of flee making fbrge but no cause to fear of prison happening, as this is often operated by other merchants of highest integrity. “It Is highest unfortunate Mr R. so godlike and excessive awkward for business purpose. I think much better add little serpentllke wisdom to upright manhood and thus found • good business edifice.” —Pittsburgh Cbranlde-Teiegraph. Drinking Sanlight Although ultra vtoK ray s provide us with a satisfactory equivalent to sunshine in winter time and “bottled sunlight” Is to be obtained through the administration of cod-liver oil. science bas by no means exhausted Its discoveries. It is hoped that it will soon be possible to obtain regular doses «f mer sunlight from a glass of milk. By giving Irradiated cattle cake to tnilcb rows, tbetr milk will be made rich to the vitamin conveyed by sunlight Mint, to woet people, te more pad •table than cod-liver <rfl. and is ate cheaper There is. ton. a pleasant •ngflCMlett th ***la*Jug sunlight*

BECAUSE OF THE WAX CROSS

<« bx D. J WaUkA ELIZA BRCCE gave a gasp of dismay. She bent dose to look. Yes! Another petal had fallen from the fuchsia. It lay like a snowflake beside the ocher petal which had fallen off a wees before... She stood staring aghast at the wax cross. The wax cross was a marvel of snowy beauty. Wreathed with delicate flowers, it stood enthroned under a glass globe on the parlor table between the two front windows um’er the framed portrait of Elixa's father. Eliza could not remember a time when It had not stood In the same place and she was now nearing middle age. It was one of the few things for which her mother cared. Eliza dreaded her mother's finding that fallen petal The other petal had passed as an accident Eliza bad braved the blame of Jarring the precious ornament. But that a sec ond petal should fall within a week meant that time and cold were beginning their devastations. Eliza trembled as she heard her motl>er's approaching step. As Mrs. Bruce entered, her sharp black eyes encountered the timid blue ones of her daughter. She seemed to divine what had happened even before she glancerl at the cross. “Well!” she said. “That settles It. I'll not leave the house this winter." “Oh. mother!” Eliza protested faintly. They had planned to close the large dreary house and go to the city to spend the coldest months with Mrs. Bruce's sister. Aunt Julia was different from mother and Eliza had looked eagerly forward to the visit. “Go, build a fire in the fireplace*” commanded Mrs. Brace. “We must have some heat in here. My beautiful cross!” Eliza made the fire, her heart heavy with disappointment. To stay at home all winter because cross must have heat in order to prevent disintegration ! As for moving it from the place it had occupied for so long, who would dare? When Eliza had made the fire she wen: over to see Miss Bellew. Miss Bellew was very tiny and old. Like the wax cross, she demanded a kindly temperature and could not be moved. Rhe had lived tn one room for half • decade. Yet it was a cheery room, full of color aud charm and Eliza escaping to it from her fine, cold home found there the sympathy and relief she craved. “So your mother is going to stay home on account of that wax cross 1” Miss Bellew said laughing. Don't you remember. Eliza, how she used t<» send you and your father, when be began to fail in health, off to the South while she stayed behind? Ail on account of that cross! Os course you understand you need to go to Julia's. You live there year in and year out without a mite of change. It's hard for both of you. especially for you. Eliza. Besides, you're getting on toward middle life, and if you are ever going to be—” Miss Bellew Imitated to say, “if you are ever going to be anything but your mother s servant." fur Eliza was loyal. Instead she ended, “if vvu are ever going to ba happy you must begin soon.” Eliza's sensitive face colored and tears came to her eyes. “Aunt Julia mentioned Mr. Dare in ber last letter." she sighed. "Mother didn't like it You know we met Mr. Dare when we were down there last fall. He was very pleasant He—" Eliza broke off. twisting her slender bands. it was foolish, of exurse. but she had looked forward to seeing Mr Dare again when she got to Aunt Julia's. There had never been any one g»md enough fur Eliza to marry. Mrs Bruce declared, and she had sue ceeded tn searing away every ad mirer. Mrs. Bruce found her daugu ter useful and wished to keep her ftw herself, but In the case of Mr. Dare—a rnilHoe wax cruKse* eouldn t make up fur the disappointment of not seeing him “Welt Eiiza.” Miss Bellew “It's about time something happened to that wax cross. Your mother is making a bugbear ot it. She s going to lei It S|-«i! your life. I wish i could get into that parlor of yours mused Miss Bellew. “I'd finish thar fetish—and set you free.” Eliza felt a shameful thrill of response. At that moment she knew her mother was unpacking ber trunk and hanging things back in the duo ets The visit was noi to »e made Aunt Julia would be angry. Probably she would never again ask them And Mr. Dare—well, maybe It was •Il for the best. Over and over thithought turned in her mind, but she failed to find comfort tn the thought. It was not all for the beet—to loee

Driver Felt He Was to Be Congratulated

A New Englander Wte of an te cident of his trip to • western Mate oo which occasion he came to a good-sited river which be had to cross ferry—a large sww with a rough deck which had some poles tashei along the far side to prevent the coach and horses from going overboard when persons embarked. There wa» a high bank on the side of the river. The boat was made fast luvleroeaih it. but there was no way down nor any wharf. The driver of the conveyance wherein the New Englander was a passen ger was a tall, hard-looking person. He gave the New England man little time to reflect upon the situation, but drove straight up to the edge of the bank, hauled in his leaders alongside of the wheelers, and shouted. “Set fast, gents.” The ground gave way and down the passengers went with a tremendous darter and crash —earth, coach, horses, passengers and ail—on the deck of the may craft.

THE STKACTSF .TOKRNAT,

the chance of a Hfetl jk's happiness. Rhe knew that Mr. Dure was interested in her and—she loved him fuc his gentleness, his kindness, bis cour tesy. She had never known anybody tike him. And she was to lose him because of the wax cross. “Yes! I’d finish that fetish." Mis* BeMew was saying when the door burst open, admitting Mrs, Bruce, bareheaded, wildly agitated. “The house’s afire!” she cried. “Run to the telephone! Turn in an alarmr | The telephone was upon the small table at Miss Bellew's elbow. She turned in the alarm while Eliza and her mother raced homeward. The clanging of the chemical engine resounded In the wintry street. After it came the rest of the fire apparatus. Gallant men strode into that august dwelling where even the Bruces nearest neighbors were wont to tread softly if indeed they trod at. aIL There was clatter, loud voices, the spurting us a hose. Threatening though it was, it proved to be only a chimney tire caused by the blaze Eliza bad started iu the unused parlor fireplace, aud it was s<x>n out. The firemen departed aud Mrs. Bruce, following the trail of feet on her precious carpets, si .gtt the parlor. With a gasp of dismay she beheld soot un the shining hearth. A chair was overturned, tffe glass giotw of the famous cross broken. Aud the cross itself—Eliza, following her mother. turned pale when she saw the deli cute fragments iyinfl there before them. “I'm sorry.” Eliza began breathless ly. She looked at her mvti«er with apprehension. wondering bow to read the older woman’s queer expression. Mrs. Bruce drew a lung “Poor beautiful thing.'" she said “Well. I've done my duty by it alt these years. It isn't iv fault that it's smashed.” She picked up a wax leaf aud studied it as it lay upon her palm. “1 never told you bow 1 came by the cross, Eliza.” she said. “Aunt Emma ret made me promise to keep it a secret. She made it after John Hawkins died of malaria while be was laying out a railroad down South. She made It as a kind of memorial. 1 can see her now sitting there at work on it with her little plain, patient face bent over it. shaping the wax into fuchsias. He loved fuchsias. Some say she died of a broken heart, but 1 always thought she'd inherited ber mother's weak constitution. Be-' fore she died she gave me this cross and a lot of money aud made me promise I’d take care of It for tier as long as she lived. Os course it was all foolishness, but—what you crying for?” Eliza could not answer She was on ber knees gathering up the bits of wax cross. Afterward she placed them in a box and put the box in a place where it should not be disturbed. Poor little Emmaret! There was now no longer any excuse for Mrs. Bruce not to visit her sister and the two women set forth for the city next morning. Soon after Eliza wrote to Miss Bellew telling of her engagement to Mr. Dare. She was very, very happy. Undeserved Censure Though he was reprimanded when his labor-saving device first was discovered. the inventor o? the mechanically operated long-distance railroad signal later was given a promotion for his invention. The man was employed to operate railroad signals and was forced to walk from his cabin t«» the signal every time the coming of a train necessitated adjustment. He disliked these frequent walks, so he rigged up a wire from the distant signal to the lever that operated th* near signal in sneb a manner that when he pulled the lever, both signals responded. Ftor a time he kept it a secret, working It only at night for fear of being found out and dismissed, but eventual ly his secret leaked out. It did bring a reprimand at first, but when the railroad oflicials saw the value of such a device, they gave him a promotion —Kansas (Tty Times, Plus-Fours P’us-fours is the name for the short, l.tose-titting trousers which many people caß knickerbockers. They are espesialy worn by golfers and other sportsmen. Chamberlin wore themte”fiJs fliKbt to Germany The lish golfers found the ordinary kntekerbuckers too umaunfortable for golf lag Tailors thervfure drafted a design for knickerbuekers in which four inches was added to the Inside seam of each leg Hence the name “plusfours." I’lus-fuurs are really tn»u<*-rs ft»ur Inches longer than regular knickerbockers. Baby Scattered Money . Taking ber baby for an airing cosl Mrs, Galdys Walker of San Franciscc sll7, She left the purse containing the money in the baby carriage. <>r her arrival at her destination she looked for the purse and it was gone Baby had tossed it overboard when mother wasn’t looking.

They rolled and swung about alarmingly for a few minutes, the driver holding on tight by the horses, till at length the boat became more tranquil. Then be quietly remarked: “Weil, gents. 1 guess we have done it this time. Last week we went over and there were three men drowned." —Philadelphia Le<lger. Light or Hman Brain Scientists have found tha. when parts of the human brain have been removed it is possible to teach the remaining pans to take over functions previously performed by the parts removed. This fact was announced by August Heckscber. New York philan tbroplst, who has endowed a hospital! in Munich. He says his statement it based upon the researches of competent physicians in the Munich hospital where victims of shell shock, brain | lesions and nervous diseases have been treated with remarkable success —Pathfinder Magaxinau

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