CAMEO
BY BOOTH TAREIM3T0N and HARRY LEON WILSON
NOVELIZED FROM TIE PLAY BYW.B.BLFESGUSON
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CHAPTER XII.
if1 Iut. Marse Gene. bnney," im
I I plored the old negro, "yo'
t-jwl sbo'ly is gwlue to make"
rffiyfl "Some attempt to es
cape?" smiled Kirby. "Not any. Croup.
For oue thing I don't wish to. and for
another 1 think It would be wasted ef
fort. The moon Is very unaccommo
dating." be added cheerfully, peering
out Into the darkness, "but still it
seems to me that there are shadows
out there not formed by trees. At
least they appear somewhat agitated.
shouldn't wonder." he tiulshed In the
lame pleasant conversational tone. "If
Mr. Bunce has realized by this' time
that be would have been considerably
more comfortable had be remained
here. The ulfiht air doesn't appear
overbenltbful."
"Yo' nieuu. Mnrse Gene, dat de house
an) surrounded wlf men," quavered
Cruup, seeking to peer over the other's
shoulder.
"So I should imagine." agreed Kirby.
"It's time our interesting friends on
horseback should be here. Aren't they
drawing rein out there?"
"Oh. Lawd: Oil. Lawd!" gasped
Croup, abandoning himself to despair.
''Dey'a gwlue to have yo' life, Marse
Geno"-
"S-h-h!" warned Kirby. "Here come
. the ladles. No more agouy, if you
please. I assure you your sympathies
are en i lieu wasted. The good die
youug. hi know." And be turned,
with a pleasant smile, as Mine. Da-
, vezac and Miss I'leydull entered.
Both appeared thoroughly frighten
ed, although endeavoring to cloak it
under a imik of well bred composure,
and Kirby, purposely Ignoring their
condition, uium-ned himself upon a
soothing current of small talk which
was remarkable for Its lack of rele
vance. "Just discoursing with Croup on the
beauties of the night," he prevaricated
cheerfully. "You see, 1 have been
quite deserted. My secretary, feellug
the beat, stepped Into the garden for
a breath or air, while Miss Randall
evidently had duties elsewhere. Shall
we continue -our game? Or perhaps
Miss Adele will sing for us again."
"I I am a little frightened. Colonel
Moreau," interrupted Mine. Davezac,
ber emotion mastering all repressive
measures, while she glanced apprehen
sively at the window. "There are
strange shadows moving In the garden
We saw them from the parlor."
"Ah. undoubtedly my secretary." re
plied Kirby,, "a most active being for
oue of bis extensive displacement. 1
assure you be Is entirely capable of
' creating more tbau oue legitimate
shadow"
"it was more than oue man." Inter
rupted Ann I'leydull In a frightened
voice of couvlction. "Dense do uot
Jest with us. Colonel Moreau. We are
convinced that some meu are watch
ing this house both front and rear."
"In that case," said Kirby, lustantly
serious, "I beg of you, ladles, to retire
to your rooms and penult me to In
vestigate this matter. There la no
cause for alarm"
A shrill, frightened scream cut blm
short, and the next moment Poulette
came flying Into the room, moautug
and wringlug ber bands.
"Oh-b-b!" she cried, shrluklng away
from the window. "Men all rouud de
bouse. Dey have gun muskets. l)oy
bide lu de bush. Oil h b!"
Instiuctively Kirby placed a hand
In bis breast pocket aud strode toward
the balcony. As he gained the window
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a hand suddenly pulled film duck," and
he turned to confront Adele.
"You think they have tracked you."
she whispered, biting the quiver from
her lips. "They shau't take you! They
shan't!" nassionately. vehemently.
"Stand back from the window," he
commanded quietly, throwing .an arm
before her. "Ladles." be added, turn
ing to the others, who, with I'ouiette.
had defensively bulwarked themselves
behind the curd table, "there Is no I
cause for alarm. It is possibly oniy a
posse of our neighbors hunting a run
away nigger."
"Quite so. sir." agreed a drawling
voice. And. turning. Kirby discerned
Judge I'leydell standing In the door
way, complacently aud resolutely
blocking the one avenue of escape.
Kirby felt quite assured that at last
some one of Ills late friends had dis
covered the true Identity of "Colonel
Moreau."
"1 have found out' who these tres
passers are." continued the Judge, sig
nificantly eying the masquerader, "and,
ladies, It Is my earnest request that
you retire to your rooms."
"Retire?" furiously stormed Adele,
ber eyes snapping. "1 tell you I'll
have tbem whipped off the place!"
"You can't do It: he's right." cut in
Kirby. nodding toward the Judge.
A heuvy step In full retreat now
sounded on the balcony, and as Mme.
Davezac gave birth to a frightened
little scream I.nrkln Bunce, looking
considerably overheated and embar
rassed, pushed through the window
and beamed rut ber foolishly upon the
assembled company.
"You changed your mind about tak
ing that stroll, did you, Larkln?"
greeted Kirby pleasantly.
"Well, I didn't stroll fur." acknowl
edged the other, fastening an innocent
eye upon " the celling. "There was
some men out there, strangers to me
so fur. Yet they kind o' seemed to
show some Interest in me when I ran
Into 'em. Told me it wasn't healthy to
take too long a walk lu the night air.
And when 1 went round the bouse the
other way there was some more o'
them says the same thing similar. So
1 reckoned I might as well come back
to the house."
"If you will permit me." said Kirby,
facing the company and raising bis
voice. "1 will receive Judge I'leydell's
friends on the porch youder. No,
Bunce," he added sharply as the other
approached, "I don't waut you. It's a
loue hand, partner"."
"You shau't do It." Implored Adele
catching his arm. "Oh. don't you see
It would be as If I bad betrayed you?
Anatole." she broke off sharply, a note
of agonized relief In her voice as the
young creole appeared In the doorway
and gently shouldered his way past
the Judge "Anatole, you've told me a
hundred times you'd die to do me a
service. Now I give you the chance.
I want those meu drlveu off my prop
erty." M. Venudry's face whitened and set
as he became Hie cyuosure of all eyes.
Kirby's excepted.
"It Is a service that I do you, made
moiselle," he said at length, with quiet
dignity. "Those are my men out there.
1 told them to surround the bouse, aud
this gentleman knows what for," bow
ing gravely to Kirby,
"No, he doesn't, but I do!" cried
Adele, laughing hysterically, "So this
Is how you wlu a woman, Anatole?
You will answer to my brother for au
attack ou a guest of this bouse," she
Qulshed, her anger once more master
lug all other emotions.
"Mademoiselle. It Is by your broth
er's orders that I act aud I think U
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Catting an Autograph.
A Munieo boy of fourteen, who had
seeu and admired many of Rudolf voh
Selta's palntliiKS. was anxious to se
cure the painter's autograph, but did
not know how to git about it. After
much thought he wrote a letter, stat
ing that be had sent a case of wiue to
the professor's address, and wanted to
know whether it bad been received.
TbluktuR the matter or eutllelent Im
portance tbe painter did uot write, but
called at the address given, met tbe
hoy 'a mother, and tbe fraud soon be
came apparent. The boy waa thor
ougly scolded, and next day received
this autograph note:
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Thai Pill rotiuen to great ones rtow.
Some autoKraph tor which you're trying
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Is that he is himself here now," replied
M. Veaudry.
Even while Adele laughed scornfully
a confused babel of cries was heard
from the garden, supplemented by
hoarse oaths and the sound of ruuning
' feet. Another moment aud Tom Ran
dall had burst Into the room. Covered
with dust and sweat, white, haggard,
i half Insane with excitement, a prey
' to the most consuming passion, he was
the epitome or violence. balked re-
venge nU(j undylug hatred as, throw-
lug off Adele's restraining arm, be
launched himself straight at Kirby.
Aaron IEuudail. grave and collected,
next entered and methodically placed
upon ait ndjacent chair the green port
manteau belonging to the late lament
ed Colonel Moreau.
Kirby quietly awqlted young Ran
dall's onslaught aud, as the maddened
boy threw himself upou hi in, pinioned
his arms aud. despite all opposition,
forced him backward into a chair.
"Let me go! Get out of the way, you
people!" screamed. Tom, like an In
furiated child, as Adele and Aaron
laid restraining hands upon him.
"We've run you to earth, Mr. Wolf,"
be added, glaring at Kirby, while be
strove to release himself, almost sob
bing with Impotent fury.
"Wolf, am I?" echoed Kirby, step
ping back. "Then I'll show you some
fangs."
"Tom!- Tom!" Implored Adele.
"What's the matter? Why do you act
this way? You don't know what you're
doing."
"Don't I?" he snarled, writhing from
ber grasp and again confronting Kirby.
"it's you who are the fool. There's
the man we want for the murder of
Colonel Moreau!"
She started back, aghast, staring
from ber brother to Kirby and back
again In helpless, doubting astonish.
"WB'VS RUM YOU TO BA11TB, MR. WOtP."
meut. while Judge rieydell coughed
dryly and his daughter sheltered her
self behind the ample bulwarks of
Mine. Davezac. who. now that the
source of ber fears bad been Identified,
bud regained ber sereue composure
and was staring curiously at Kirby.
"It was Colonel Moreau be killed?'
whispered Adele in a strangely quiet
aud emotlouless voice.
"Shot down like a dog. Moreau was
unarmed." growled young Randall,
with brutul brevity.
"Indeed!" murmured Kirby, evincing
sudden interest. "How do you know?'
"Because uo weapou was fouud wltb
the body."
"Who told you that?"
"Nobody."
"Then bow do you know?"
"I louud Moreau's body, and I am
the chief wltuess against you." suap
lisd the box, spitting out tbe words
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"with distilled" venom.
Aaron Randall's expression t hanged,
and with sudden agitation he grasped
M. Veaudry's urm. To both meu some
idea of the boy's despicable action had
occurred.
Kirby waited coolly, surveying his
accuser, while be carefully chose bis
next words. "So you are the man I
had to find." be said mensuredly, with
a sardonic, contemptuous smile. "Did
you throw that pistol away, or did you
keep It?"
"That's your defense. Is it?" cried
Tom, laughiug wildly. "I'll show you
how much water that'll hold. You
want to accuse me of taking It ac
cuse me of taking that poor dead man's
pistol? You'll Bnd that accusation is
going to fasten the rope Just a little
tighter around your ueck. Moreau left
his pistol in that portmanteau this
morning while at my aunt's bouse, and
if I speak the truth it's there yet."
ne pointed dramatically to the green
leather article his cousin still guarded,
and, Aaron making uo move to open
ft, but remaining preoccupied . and si
lent. Judge I'leydell stepped briskly
forward and performed the service,
holding significantly aloft the Derriu-
ger wuicb bad almost ended Kirby s
life.
Ha! That looks as If I took it.
doesn't It?" cried Tom, turning In sav
age triumph upon his fancied enemy.
The only pistol l corrled In my life
was my father's. There It Is." produc
ing from his pocket the silver mount
ed single shot weapou. "You ought
to know that pistol," be tiulshed men
acingly. "If you dou't, tliese people
here know U"
You seem to have made rour case,"
admitted Kirby, with cool brevity and
indifference. "I believe I'd prefer to
go out."
He glanced at Adele,, but she had
turned away with bowed head, look
ing utterly crushed. After a moment's
hesitation be turned to go, .wheu M.
Veaudry sprung forward and barred
his way.
"Keep out of this. Anatole!" warned
young Randall. "You've done your
share."
"Yes, I have done my share, but 1
have not forgotten my honor," replied,
tbe young Creole, pale with but III re
pressed excitement. "I would kill him.
but not by, lies, it wus n fair meet
ing. Colouel Moreau was armed this
morning. He carried that very pistol
you show us here." pointing to tbe
weapon that Judge I'leydell still he!d
"Tbe proof Is there," he finished sim
ply. "Your cousin, be told me."
"You fool!" cried young Randall,
completely outraged ut this unexpected
actiou. which he considered base
trencher?. "What do you mean?
Aaron," he added violently, turning to
his cousin, "tell blm that's n He."
But Tom Randall's second witness
proved as disappointing, and his hasty,
despicable and well executed method
of vengeance fell to pieces before his
enraged eyes. He, who had not thought
twice of fastening a murder upon his
enemy, bad never for a moment doubt
ed that, the necessity arising, this im
portant witness, this blood relation
who shared bis hatred, would readily
swear away the life of their mutual
enemy. He had acted without princi
ple. He bad reckoned wit hout bis cous
in's Inherent love for common decen
cy and Justice. Aaron Randall posi
tively refused to corroborate tbe false
hood. "No. sir." he said sternly. "We
have a better way."
Tom. abandoning himself to rage and
chagrin, turned upon M. Vandry and
Aaron. "You cowardly sneaks!" he
cried. "You go back ou me now when
I bad this man where 1 could pay bitn
what I owed blm. There are twenty
men around this bouse who would
stamp his life out like a rattlesnake.
Give me that pistol."
"Give him the pistol. Give him for
ty!" added Kirby hotly as Judge I'ley
dell hesitated. "I'll teach you to skulk
behind trees and rob a dead man. to
swear a murder on me." ne aaaea
passionately, turnlug upon bis accuser.
"I am clear of your lies. I am wltbiu
the law now, and you are outside It.
Take your Ylstol. call In youc frieuds
to help you. and I'll make
"No! No!" cried Adele plteously
He turned, mastering by an effort
bis bitter passion. "And." be finished
courteously, with a formal bow, "1 will
make them welcome. It shall never
be said of me that 1 was Inhospitable
In my own house.
Oblivious to tbe others, his declara
tion had been aimed at Adele, and. de
spite the suave courtesy wltb which It
waa delivered, she was acutely con
scious of a certalu bitter undercurrent
of Irony In the words, re-euforced by
the sardonic cballeuge of bis eyes.
"Your own house," she echoed slow
ly. "Did you say that"
"It la nilue tonight."
She stared at him, wide eyed and
tremulous with sudden fear aud hor
ror, as If the phautasmagoria ot some
hideous dream, a belug whom she had
swiftly learned to cherish, had In
breath turned Into a venomous reptile.
Its wicked head drawn back to strike,
"mere is oniy one muu iu iut unu
who could make that claim," ehe whls-
pered, choking over eacn woru wuuo
slifi. sjlil.au rJ witQ uorruioa uukuui
tion-"only one man in the world wbb
could make that claim!'
"Don't you see who the scoundrel
Is?" cried Tom. with brutal contempt.
Kirby bowed gravely to Adele Ran
dall.-
'Cameo Kirby at your service, mad
am. I told you the baa prince always
stayed too long," be added sadly, bit
terly.
(To to continued.)
P.0CC0 RULER
TORTURE EXPERT
Throws Vict ms to Lions Wiien
Consuls Protest.
WOMAN VICTIM FOR MONTH.
Mother of Former Governor ot Fei
Hung by Chains to Tear Flesh of
Arms, While Hand Is Crushed In
Damp Rawhide One Prisoner Drag
gad Through Streets In Iron Cage.
The question Is being asked in Eu
rope, and asked with more and more
Insistence, bow long Is the brute who
Is now the ruler of Morocco to be al
lowed to torture and kill bis subjects?
To read the well authenticated re
ports of atrocities perpetrated by this
man makes many shudder und wonder
whether it can really be true that Mo
rocco Is only a few hours' distance
from some of the most celebrated cit
ies of Europe. Fresh Instances are
continually being brought to light of
Mulai Ilatid's cruelty.
As Is well known, the moment be ob
tained the throne be began to mutilate
and torture bis prisoners, bis proceed
ings being so abominable that tbe con
suls of tbe powers at Fez drew up a
collective protest and demanded that
in future all punishments involving
mutilation or lingering death should
' cease.
Threw Him to Lions.
Mulul Ilatid's reply was tbe putting
to death by throwing to lions of one
of his prisoners, the pretender. El
Rogbl, who for weeks previously bad
been subjected to torture, physical aud
mental, oue of tbe methods of torture
devised by the sultan being the exbibi
tion of his captive cramped up lu au
iron cage, which was drawn through
the streets. .
But. this was only a beginning. Story
after story of torture, mutilation and
death has come from Morocco. One of
tbe latest of them Is In regard to rela
fives of Ben Alssa, the late governor
of Fez, who himself, having incurred
the sultan's anger, or, rather, being an
object of his cupidity, for the purpose
of the proceedings was to disclose bid
den treasure supposed to be In Ben
Alssa's possession, was tortured
Ceath. ,
to
The mother of Ben Alssa's wife was
then tortured, and recently she was
discovered. JUBt alive, after upward
of six weeks lu close confinement in a
dark cell In heavy fetters.
Ben Alssa's wife is believed to have
undergone a -month of tortures. Per
sons acquainted with Moorish customs
have been able to gather from her con
dition what she has undergone. First.
they say, her right hand was sewed np
In a damp rawhide, which, by contract
ing, crushed the band and rendered it
useless. Then she was bung up by
ropes or chaius fastened to ber fore
arms and wrists, which bod to bear
her whole weight, the strain cutting
-deeply luto the flesh, and ber legs and
feet were at the same time chained.
Women Expose Cruelties.
Attempts were undoubtedly made to
conceal these cruelties, and the credit
of exio8ing them is due to tbe pert!
na"lty of tbe two women of tbe Fez
medical mission, Mlsa Mellett and Miss
Denlson, who would not be put off
until they bud made a medical exam
(nation; also to tbe efforts ol Mme.
Murat, tbe wife of a French doctor.
aud of Mr. Macleod, the British consul
at Fez.
Six weeks after the tortures.-were in
flicted the wretched woman's right
shoulder was dislocated, possibly bro
ken, and much swollen, causing Intense
paiu. Her right arm bung almost use
less, aud tbe band was apparently per
manently closed. It showed scan and
unhealed wounds tbe effect of chains
or ropes aud her legs and feet Fre
also scarred.
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BOSS COX'S SAPPHIRE EYES
ONE REMARKABLE FEATURE
ineinnati Q. O. P. Dictator Also Quiet
In Demeanor.
What sort of man is George B.
Cox, the Republican dictator of Ham
ilton county, Cincinnati? He's the
most modest spoken person you'd meet
In a day's walk. In tbe old days be
was a butcher. He is now president
of a trust company In Cincinnati, and
along with Charles P. Taft and others
be is powerful in tbe traction interests
of Cincinnati.
The peculiarity of his makeup is his
eyes. They are like sappntres. xney
shine red and blue and white, and his
face is pink. When be is angry those
eyes are sapphire. Yet his demeanor
never changes. It Is calm and im
passive, and, while his voice Is hoarse,
there Is a gentle strain to it, and be
never raises it. He seems to keep
himself within bounds.
No matter whether you believe In
Cox or not as a political factor, in the
estimation of his friends as well as his
enemies he does not on public occa
sions lose himself. Cox 'has talked
more within the last few months than
ever before in all of bis thirty years
of Republican leadership of Cincin
nati.
As you get older, said a psychologi
cal critic .the other day, you are apt
to talk more, and this critic recalled
that Richard Croker, for twenty years
the Democratic master of Tammany
Hall, talked more In his later career,
and perhaps this talk led to bis un
doing. Cox's bet of J15.C00 that Judge Oren
Brltt Brown would be nominated for
governor. In the opinion of Cox's friends
In Ohio, greatly Injured Brown's
hances. .,
"The moral element of the state,"
said one of Cox's lieutenants, "was
greatly shocked when Cox offered to
make this bet.". . -
As matter of fact, according to com
petent testimony, only $1,250 of that
bet was taken up. Thus Cox lost
$1,250 by Brown's defeat.
'Harding will have to contribute
certainly that $1,250 to the. campaign
fund," said one of Cox's lieutenants.
'if be wants to secure Cox's support"
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Henry Arthur Jones "and Hall Caine
Only Exceptions. -
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He says:
"It seems that the successful drama
tist is at the end of n series and never
leaves a successor. Look down tbe list
of tbem, from Gilbert to Shaw, and
you will find never a child. Further
search brings up Thomas Hardy, Bar
rle. Maeterlinck, l'lnero. Cecil Raleigh,
Maugham, Locke, Granville Parker,
Frederick Fenn, Louis Napoleon Par
ker, and only Henry Arthur Jones and
Hall Caine are dramatists wltb chil
dren. . .
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