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' I jggHE OTHER, MAN
Richard Dysart! Alive? perhaps.
Dead? if not, he surely soon will be
unless succor cornea.
Down the little kloof through which
the old wagon had creaked so cheer
fully the day before there stole like
shadows two dusty Kaffir boys. Tim
idly they gained its shelter, and cau
tiously peered through the spokes ol
the heavy wheels.
They point eagerly at the recumbent
figure, and chatter to each other In
their queer, clicking speech. Then,
looking fearfully around and over their
shoulders, they advance, and Joey
drops on his knees beside his master.
"Baas, Baas!" he whines, and with
thumb and forefinger raises an eyelid
to see if there be left any life. .
The blue and parched lips move, and
there is a whispered moan:
"Water! Water!"
The other boy looks on stupidly and
stolidly, but Joey dashes to the wagon
for a tin cup, which he fills at the
stream, and raising the head of the
sorely wounded man, manages to tilt
-. some of the blessed liquid down his
throat.
! Catching sight of the neck of a flask
; protruding from the sufferer's pocket,
' Joey sends some brandy chasing
after the water, and the vivifying ef
fect of the cordial is almost magical.
Dysart opened his eyes, drew a few
shuddering breaths, and then man
aged to sit up, supporting himself with
" one hand while he pressed the other to
his wounded side.
At sight of the blood-stained jacket
and the dark pool which discolored the
ground there were more excited Kaffir
clicks, while the poor, faithful, half
famished blacks watched their master
' anxiously.
Slowly and painfully the details of
the tragedy came back to his throb
bing and fever-parched brain. His
gaze sought the ground on either hand,
then he groaned:
"Robbedi The damned hound!"
Reaching out his hand for the pre
cious flask, he took another gulp of its
contents, and then made as if he would
rise, but fell back, helpless as a child.
His limbs were cramped and stiff with
the night's exposure, to a freezing tem
perature, and he was besides, awfully
weak from loss of blood.
But Dysart knew what must be done
if he would save his life, and so he
whispered
"Strip me, Joey."
Tenderly as women the boys did hia
bidding. Slowly and amid many
smothered exclamations of pain .they
got his belt and jacket off; then his
heavy flannel shirt, and a silk under
shirt the last refusing to budge un
til all around the wound had been well
wetted. Then was disclosed an angry
red puncture just below and a little
to the left of the right armpit. There
was a larger and more jagged wound
at the back, where the heavy-calibre
bullet had ploughed its exit, lodging
between the flesh and the clothing,
whence it dropped to the ground aa
the last garment was removed.
Joey picked it up with a click and a
grin of astonishment and handed it to
Richard, who coolly slid it into his
trousers-pocket. Under his directions
the wound was washed clean, and then
carefully bandaged with the silk shirt
torn into strips.
By this time the warming sun had
done its genial work, and Dysart's lega
were thawed out So, by dint of both
boys bracing themselves and tugging
on his sound arm he managed to stag
ger to his feet and totter to the wag
on, where, after much boosting and
groaning on their part and his, he
was made fairly comfortable on the
heavy mattress which covered the bed
of the conveyance. Then the wounded
man collapsed.
The days ran into weeks, and the
weeks mounted into months- before
the lonely adventurer began to mend.
Fever wasted him to a skeleton; ma
laria sapped his vitality. Help there
was none within a hundred miles; he
could not stand the jolting of the wag
on, and in his lucid moments he stern
ly vetoed Joey's offers to go for
help. He knew what that would mean
a rush of strangers to bis claim.
So there, on the banks of the Mooi
river, he fought his second fight with
death, tended and nursed only by his
faithful Kaffirs and won out at last!
All through those weary weeks, In
the intervals of delirium and the
tedium of convalescence, he planned
and plotted vengeance on the miscre
ant who had robbed him. He would
chase him round the world and back
again if need be! Daily and hourly he
looked for a rush of diamond seekers
to the new field. That they did not
come proved that the unknown robber
must have kept bis own counsel, and
was doubtless far enough away enjoy
ing the fruits c his unholy spoil.
But there were enough shining
.stones left on the beach to make an
other fortune several fortunes, in
fact and Dysart was still a rich man.
The first thing was to get to the
coast, and easily divining ' that the
criminal would make for the nearest
seaport rather than for Kimberley or and this led to some confidential talk
Pretoria, Riclard determined to strike concerning the devious ways of the I.
for Ladysmith, at that time the near- D. B., which proved especially inter
est -town .whence ran the railroad for eating to our friend.
Durban. ' I "What moonshinlng is to the south-
It was on a bright morning late in ern states of America, what counter
the South African spring when the
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! gree of success?" inquired Rick.
j "Well, you see, the camps and pro
word was given to inspan and trek ductive fields are all known, mapped
once more, to the huge delight of Joey and located. These outlets are
and his brother. The oxen had waxe4' f watched and their output is pretty ac
fat over their long idleness, and good f curately known from month to month,
speed might be looked for. So also with the towns inland and the
The little party reached Ladysmlt .
without mishap further than the loss
of two of the cattle from drinking "red
water." There Dysart disposed of
some of his smallest stones, so as not
to excite too much inquiry, suitably
rewarded Joey and the other boy with
a handful of yellow sovereigns apiece,
made them a present of a new wagon
and a dozen oxen, entered and proved
his claim to the new field on the Mooi,
replenished his wardrobe, got a shave,
a haircut and a bath, and then was
ready to turn amateur detective.
Tf Eh,mhiui nn hla ftrat clew hv ae-
cidenL
"A middlin fine passel o' stones,
Bister Dysart," said one of the 'deal
ers, a little Houndsditch Jew named
Moses Plish, to whom he sold a small
part of his find, after the purchase was
concluded. "There vas another gent
'ere avile ago vith jest sich a lot; in a
steamin' 'urry 'e.wos too!"
"Indeed?" said Richard, as nonchal- j
antly as possible, keeping his eyes
averted lest old Plish should espy their
angry gleam.
"Yessir; a cool an' 'aughty customer
'e was! 'Ow much for the lot,' sez- j
zee, 'an' no qvestions arsed?' I 'ad i
done a leetle business vith 'im afore,
an' I knowed "is vays!"
"That's curious," said Richard. "I
wonder if I have ever met your man?
I don't mind telling you, Plish, that
I've located and proved a new claim,
and I supposed I was first on the
ground. But you can never be sure.
What .did you say his name was?"
I didnn't sy, Bister Dysart," said
Plish, with a cunning grin, " 'cos I
never 'eard it Hstways 'is genooine
nyme; ven I see im afore, a matter o'
two or three years back, 'e useter play
the planner in a dance 'ouse in Dur
ban." "H-m-m," mused Dysart, drumming
on the dirty table. "What was this
chum like, Plish?"
"Tall an' thin, sorter grizzly 'air,
with vite 'ands and long fingers like a
voman's. But all this 'ere's strickly
confidenshul an' atween ourselves. Bis
ter Dysart, like as vun gent to an
other." "Oh, certainly," asserted Richard,
quietly pocketing the invidiously im
pudent classification. . "It doesn't real
ly matter, you know. Thought I might,
know the beggar," and he rose to go.
"'Ere's somethln' e left be'ind im.
sir," said Plish, who had- been rum
maging in a drawer, displaying a dirty
canvas bag.
Rick seized it and went to the open
door to examine it.
Sure enough, it was the canvas bag
of which he had been looted on the
bank of the Mooi! Turning to the Jew,
he Inquired as carelessly as possible:
"You don't mean to tell me he had
this full of stones?"
"Oh, no, Bister Dysart, not by no
manner o' means; I only saw abart a
'andful," was the reply.
"I'll keep this bag, Plish, if you've
no objections," said Richard, stowing
it away carefully.
"Don't bention it, Bister Dysfvrt, sir,"
was the affable reply.
"One more question, Plish, and I'm
done," said Richard. "Which way was
your mend traveling, do you sup-
pose?" He had risen, and stood care- j
lessly flicking his boot with his riding-
whip, yet much depended upon the re
ply he should receive.
"I 'appen to know 'e vent 'round to
Cape Town by the first steamer," said
Plish. "But all this is strickly pers'nal
an' privit. Bister Dysart, sir," he
, whined, for something in Richard's
' manner told him he had been talking
too much.
"Quite so," was the terse answer,
and with a parting nod off he swung
. down the wide and sunny street.
I A week later he landed in Cape
! Town, where, in the process of form
' ing a company to work the new claim.
and arranging for the shipment to Lon
don and the insurance of the remainder
of his stones, he was able to make a
few cautious and casual inquiries
about the man of whom he was in
search. Not much could be gleaned,
yet enough to convince him that the
trail led in the direction he was him
self most anxious to pursue namely,
to England.
He left Cape Town nine months and
more behind the other. For clews he
possessed a rather hazy personal de
scription which might or might not be
trustworthy, a dirty canvas bag and a
44-caliber bullet.
On board the steamer running
around from Durban to Cape Town
Richard Dysart still further added to
his stock of information.
He was accosted on deck one morn
ing by a certain Sergt Cupples, one of
the special force detailed to patrol in
; plain clothes the various steamship
' lines on the watch for contraband dia
j monds and smugglers thereof.
To his surprise, he learned that his
own movements since arriving at
Ladysmith were perfectly well known.
fatting Is at borne and ubroad, "what
the alare trade was a few years ago,
so Is the present day illicit trade in
diamonds in South Africa," said Cup
pies. "In the estimation of legitimate
mine owners and traders it may be set
down as the sum of all villainies.'
Despite the utmost vigilance of the
Cape police and an army of secret
agents, stones are annually smuggled
out of the country to the tune of thou
sands of pounds."
"How can the authorities manage to
cover such a vast field with any de-
coastwise cities like Durban, Deiagoa
Bay, Port Elizabeth and Cape Town It
self, The fences' are also known and
kept under closer surveillance, and
there is one of our men on every out
going steamer."
Dysart nodded; much of this was al
ready familiar to him. .
"But suppose a new field is discov
ered a man might become legitimate
ly possessed of stones in that way?"
he ventured. !
"You are referring to your own
case," said the police agent with a
smile; and then, in answer to the oth-
1 er'8 mute Query: ,rWe know all about
HE WAS ACCOSTED ON DECK ONE
MORNING - BT A CERTAIN SER
GEANT CUPPLES.
you, Mr. Dysart. In the first place, you
declared and proved your claim accord
ing to law; in the second place, Moses
Plish 'gave you away' before you'd
been out of his place an hour!"
"The devil he did!" exclaimed Rich
ard. "I wonder if he did as much for
my predecessor?"
Sergt. Cupples looked at him nar
rowly from under the peak of his
steamer cap, took a few turns, along
the deck, and then said quietly:
"I'm on that case myself. Better let
me have the whole story, Mr. Dysart.
Being a mine owner, you are as much
interested In this matter as I am."
"And a good deal more," said Rich
ard quietly. So, in the seclusion of a
little nine-by-twelve stateroom on the
Lanark Castle, the story of the grim
tragedy on the Mooi river was for the
first time told to the ear of a white
I man.
At its conclusion:
"We can run him down, Mr. Dysart
that's certain. But whether we can
hold him is another matter. You can
charge highway robbery with intent to
kill, and it's 20 years in Portland pris
on if he's convicted. But I question
whether the loot would come under the
statute of illicit diamonds, because at
the time of the seizure the claim had
not been entered and proved."
"That's quite to my liking," ex
claimed Richard, who had begun to
at private vengeance might
; tween him and me, and I'd like to deal
j with the rascal myself In my own way.
You have no clew as to his identity?"
I "Not a particle beyond the personal
description of old Plish," was the re
gretful reply.
CHAPTER V.
In due time Rosslter Kane attained
the height of his ambition, and became
a landed proprietor in a country where
the possession of a few acres is the
patent of solidity and gentility, and
the "open sesame" to sundry other
things.
A charming little estate in Hamp
shire, consisting of park and wood
land, carved out of a corner of the New
Forest, with a dainty old house built
by Vanbrugh, was on the market, and
he promptly secured it. Not the least
of its attractions lay in the fact that,
although in another county, it was
within riding or driving distance of
both Denecroft and Gate wood. "The
Cedars" was its name, and to celebrate
his new ownership Kane determined
to give a "pheasant ball"in his accus
tomed lavish manner of entertaining.
With the event itself we have not much
concern, but it brought certain matters
to a crisis, as he intended it should.
Other things ff 1 out not so entirely
to his liking.
On a bright autumn morning Kane
rode over to Denecroft, ostensibly to
announce the forthcoming function in
person, and inquired for Miss Dysart
"This is very kind of you, Mr. Kane,"
said Stella, after his salutations were
made and the object of his call an
nounced. He bowed his acknowledgments over
the little hand, and at her bidding
seated himself near by.
"I trust your brother is well?" he
inquired.
She started. "Oh, Sir Arthur, you
mean? Yes, he is as usual, thank
you. When you said my 'brother It
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took me 5ry surprise Sot m moaeit;
all this morning I . have been think
ing of my poor brother Richard."
"I thin I understand," he said sim
ply, eyes and voice full of sympathy.
"We have had no news from him for
more than a year," she went on. "Mr.
Kane, report says you know South Af
rica like a book; is it possible you
could have met Rick?"
There was a wealth of yearning in
her tones, such as Kane would have
liked to see evoked on his own account
"South Africa Is a wide country.
Miss Dysart," he rejoined. "Where
was your brother when you last heard
from him?"
"At Kimberley, I think."
"Ah! I suppose he went by his own
name?" he ventured, and then, in
answer to her glance of surprise, im
plying that no- Dysart would stoop to
travel under an alias, "because, you
know, lots of new chums out there do
drop their civilized patronymics, and
no one thinks the worse of them in
consequence."
"I don't know, I am sure," she re
plied doubtingly. "Rick never Bald
anything about it"
"You may be certain that if I had
ever heard your name out there.
Miss Dysart, recent events would
prove an undoubted reminder. But I
am morally sure I never met your
brother. Tell me all you care to I
may bo able to help you."
And thus invited, she briefly out
lined for him the story of Rick's exile.
"It's a common enough story," said
Kane. "Hundreds of. young English
men leave the old country with no bet
ter excuse and no better prospects
than he had, and after a few ups and
downs . become successful in one of
a dozen ways open to men of courage
and conviction. . Take my own case,"
he concluded, smiling.
Her looks brightened, and his cheery
words seemed to give her renewed con
fidence. "Could you show me his picture?"
he continued. "I never forget a
face, and if we have ever met I
can tell you in an instant"
"The only photograph I have was
I laicea long ueiore xuck. leu rjiigia.uu,
; and I am afraid it would not assist
your memory, Mr. Kane. But Miss
Churchill has one which was done in
South Africa less than two years ago,
I should think."
"The very thing!" he exclaimed. "I
purpose riding over to Gatewood, and
will let you know the re"sult"
"I we shall be so grateful to you,
Mr. Kane, for any news or encourage
ment , When I sit here. talking to you
! about the Cape it seems as if Rick
were not so far away after all!" And
she flashed him a dazzling smile
through tears which would flow all un
bidden at the memory of the exile.
Kane rose as if to go, and Stella
rose too. He had started for Denecroft
that morning of set purpose to propose
to the girl, but the conversation was
taking a turn that he had not foreseen,
and one which might or might not
form a propitious prelude to what he
. wanted to say.
However, he was not the man to
shrink from a slight obstacle, and to
leave Denecroft without having spoken
. his rede would seem too much like a
; repulse or a defeat. So he determined
to make it now or never. But he must
not be too precipitate. - .
- . Despite his supreme confidence in his
lucky star, Kane knew perfectly well
that in thus raising his eyes to an al
liance with an English girl of rank and
. fortune the chances were dead against
him. A year ago the world did not
know his name. Had they met two
years ago he shuddered to think of
what their relative positions would
have been. He knew very well that it
was his wealth alone which now en
abled him to meet her on even terms,
and he realized clearly that unless he
could impress his personality and his
manhood upon her, mere money would
profit him nothing.
Could he make himself indispensable
to this gentle and high-born English
maiden he, the erstwhile adventurer
and outcast? At least, he could try!
It should be the fight Of his life! If
the way to Stella's heart lay through
her regard for the absent and long-lost
brother, why, Rossiter Kane could be
counted upon to play the sympathetic
part desired. So he deftly took up. his
cue, saying in answer to her last
words:
"To say that I am highly honored
by your confidence but faintly ex
presses my sentiments, Miss Dysart
Indeed, I am glad you confided in me,
for it shows you do not regard me as
an utter outlander."
He paused, and her eyes met his ar
dent gaze. In that moment in that
glance, the whole of life was changed
for these two.
With woman-like Intuition she di
vined his drift, and although up to
that time she had not distinctly real
ized his passionate admiration of her,
or that she was being wooed, the in
stant's discovery of It was, if anything,
pleasurable rather than otherwise.
But she did not could not reply, and
Kane took up the burden of his tale.
"Forgive me if I speak of myself,"
he said. "My life has been a rough
one, and I have had neither the leisure
nor the desire for the society of wom
en until lately until I met you.
Then newer and sweeter hopes arose.
From the very first moment I loved
you with all the strength of my man
hood, and I determined, if I might, to
win the priceless treasure of your
love."
He advanced a pace, and took her
unresisting hand in his. It was char
acteristic of the man that at this crisis
he indulged in no special pleading, but
went straight to the point
Stella's golden head sunk lower and
lower, until he could not see her face.
But the little hand was not withdrawn.
Bending over her he went on:
"Miss Dysart," he said,. "all that I
am, all that I hope to be, all that I
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have, I lay at your feet, but they can
not . outweigh my love. Will you be
my wife?"
There was no answer. She stood be
fore him, nervously clasping and un
clasping her fingers, her head with its
aureole of sunny hair so drooped that
her face was hid from view. Kane
could not see her eyes a glance into
their depths would perchance have ap
prised him how to proceed, but he was
forced to "go it blind," as he would
have said concerning some mere busi
ness venture. ,
"I know it looks like cool presump
tion for a man from nowhere in par
ticular to aspire so high, Miss Dysart,"
he went on in a deep undertone that
she alone could hear. "The prisoner
throws himself unreservedly upon the
mercy of his judge. I'm unworthy of
you in every sense," he said, with that
complete self-abasement which the
strongest and most unscrupulous men
feel when in the presence of a pure
and Innocent woman, "save that I love
you, and you alone. I never said that
to a girl before," he continued, as if
the thought had just occurred to him
that perhaps she might be hesitating
for fear that a man of his years was
not as heart-free as he was foot-free.
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other valuable information. A handy preference,
work for every person; with Corvallis G Em one,
year, 2.00.
American Agriculturist, Chicago,. 111., including;
copy of Year Book and Almanac, W., $1.00; 2.30.
St. Louis Globe-Democrat, St. Louis, has bo riva
as a great modern newspaper, T. W., $1.00; 2.15. .
The Weekly Inter-Ocean, Chicago, W., $1.00; 1.90.
The Cosmopolitan Magazine, New York, M. .
and Atlas of the World, bound in. cloth, 60 pages of '
latest maps; $ i 2.85.
The Outing . Magazine, New York, M., $3,00; 8. SO.
Pacific Homestead, Salem, Or. W.,$1.00; 2.30.
Table Talk, Philadelphia, M., $1.00; 2.15.
American Homes, Knoxville, Tenn., M., 81.00:
2.39.
McClure's Magazine, New York, M., $1.00; iiA.
Twice-a-Week Courier Journal, Louisville, Ky.
one of the best papers from the great South, T. W.k
$1.00; 2.05.
"Dairy Fortunes," a neat, well written book ot;
204 pages on all questions concerning dairyine
feeds and feeding, the constituent properties of alk
kinds of feed; 39 combinations forming well
balanced rations for dairy cows. Every dairyman,
should have it. Price with the Corvahjs Gazkttb.
one year, $2.50.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TAKING..
When you take Grove's Tasteless Chill Tonics
1. ...... . V. ,nHvn..ln ja nlainln nnn4w1 An aaw.
bottle showing that it is simply Iron and Qui
nine put in tasteless form. No Cure, No Pay. 50"
Cheap Sunday Hates Between!
Portland and Willamette
Valley Points.
Low round trip rates have been laced
in effect between Portland and Willam--ette
Valley points, in either direction.
Tickets will be sold
SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS,
and limited . to return on or before the
following Monday.
Bate to ok Fbom Cobvallis, $3.00.
Call on Southern Pacific Co's Agenta
for particulars.
CASTOR I A
For Infants and Children.
The Kind You Have Always Bought
Bears the
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