The Red Mirage
A Story of the French Legion
in Algiers
'By LA. R.WYLIE
(All right! reserved. The
SYNOPSIS.
8
Sylvia Omnoy, her lover, Richard Far
quhar, finds, has fallen In love with Cap
tain Arnaud of the Foreign Legion. In
Captain Sower's room Farquhar forces
Bower to have Preston's I. O. U'b re
turned to him. Farquhar is helped to his
rooms' by Gahrlelle Smith. Sower demands
an apology. Kefused, he forces Farquhar
to resign hla commission In return for
possession of Farquhar's father's writ
ten confession that he had murdered Sow
er's father. Gahrlelle saves Farquhar
from suicide. To shield Arnaud. Sylvia's
fiance, Farquhar professes to have stolen
war plans and tells the real culprit why
he did bo. As Richard Nameless he Joins
the Foreign Legion and sees Sylvia, now
Mme. Arnaud, meet Colonel Destlnn.
Farquhar meets Sylvia and Gabrielle, and
learns from Corporal Goetz of the col
onel's cruelty. Arnaud becomes a drunk
ard and opium smoker. Sylvia becomes
friendly vlth Colons! Destlnn. Arnaud
becomes jealous of Farquhar.
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Do you think It Is possible for
a young woman who has mads
her big "mistake;" In a lovo
affair to return ones more to j
the fold of decorous society? If J
she proves sincere In her return, !
will that society protect her
good reputation If It learns her
secret?
CHAPTER VIII Continued.
Outside In the quiet street her hus
band awaited them -with the carriage.
He saluted gravely, assisted them Into
their places, and In silence they drove
rapidly through the awaking town. A
second carriage, traveling at a more
deliberate pace, blocked the narrow
avenue, and they pulled up sharply be
neath an overhanging lantern. There
was a subdued rattle of arms. Arnaud
leaned forward.
"Ah, It's you, Goetz! One man Is
sufficient here. Have you anyone you
can trust?"
"Stand forward No. 4005!"
There was a brief silence. Arnaud
rested his chin In his hand and stared
down at the man drawn up stiffly be
fore him. The other hand lay clenched
on his knee, and the knuckles stood
out white.
"You heard No. 4005? You will
keep guard alone here."
"Yes."
"It Is well. Drive on."
Again the soft clash of steel. Ar
naud dropped back in his corner. The
light fell on his face for a moment, and
" Gabrielle Smith saw that he was smil
ing watchfully at the woman beside
her. Sylvia had not moved. She had
not even glanced In his direction or at
the man to whom he had spoken. Her
lips were still parted In the childish
expression of wondering anticipation,
and her eyes glistened. Arnaud laughed
and turned away from her.
A moment later they passed out of
the somber shadows Into the light, from
the unfathomable eastern hush Into the
babbla and movement of the West,
Instinctively Gabrielle glanced bnck
for a moment It was as though she
had been lifted suddenly out of a
black, mysterious sea on to a fairy
Island, and that against the haze of
light she could hear the waves beating
in sullen threatening disappointment,
When she turned again she found that
Sylvia had already vanished into the
crowd, and that she was alone with
Arnaud. He glanced down at her.
Over his pale features there passed a
shadow of pity and annoyance.
"I am afraid my wife I- not always
very considerate," he sl 1 apologeti
cally. "You scarcely know any of
these people."
"I know one or two," she answered.
"In any case I like to look on. You are
not to bother about me. I can take
are of myself."
"Yes, you can take care of yourself."
He nodded moodily. "There are not
many of us who can do that much,
Miss Smith. We pretend that we hold
the reins, but It Is the devil who
drives."
"Yes," she admitted, "our particular
devil."
"Do you know that? How do you
know?"
"Perhaps I have been into the ditch
myself, Captain Arnaud. Perhaps"
and then she looked him full Into the
face "perhaps tonight has taught me,"
and then, before he could answer she
turned from him and passed out reso
lutely on to the veranda.
He did not follow her beyond the
first step. A man in civilian dress had
come out of a flowered alcove, and as
he saw his face Arnaud drew back
with white Hps. The stranger ap
peared not to notice him. He limped
out on the veranda, his uneven step
curiously noiseless.
Gabrielle Smith stood with her "hands
resting on the balustrade, her face lift
ed to the sky, already silvered with the
first blush of the rising moon. All
was quiet. The band had ceased play
ing; the voices behind them had sunk
to a vague murmur.
"Gabrielle," the man said, scarcely
above his breath, and then louder, with
a note of Impulsive interrogation, "Ga
brielle!" She turned and looked at him, and
neither spoke. Whatever surprise or
consternation there bad been In her
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face had vanished. Her eyes met his
haggard, bewildered appeal steadily
and sadly. Then she made a slight
gesture a gesture which seemed to in
dicate an immeasurable distance and
passed down the steps Into the dark
ness. No. 4005 shouldered his rifle and re
sumed the monotonous tramp back
ward and forward across the narrow
entrance to the grove. He moved rap
idly and from time to time glanced
about him with the straining vigilance
of a man who suspects his loneliness
Southward lay open country, a silver
stretch broken by a dark ridge of sand
hills and a clump of high palms rising
In majestic solitude from the hidden
green of their oasis. To the north Sldl-bel-Abbes,
beneath the magic moon
light a white-walled city of enchant
ments, dreamed while her minarets
kept ceaseless watch over the distant
desert
Richard Farquhar listened; he heard
subdued laughter and then the soft fall
of a woman's feet. For all the haunt
ing realization of danger he did not
turn. He had not been conscious of
hope, but hope, wild and unreasoning,
sprang out of nothing and drummed
the mad blood into his ears.
"Mr. Farquhar!"
He turned, and the butt end of his
rifle jarred against the stones. She
stood a few paces from blm in a nar
row clearing where the moonlight fell
upon her, and he saw every feature of
the small face, every phase of her ex
pression changing from a curious mock-
He Stood In a Bright Patch Which the
Moon Threw on to the Sandy Ave
nue. ery to grave concern,
He bit his teeth
together.
"Why did you come?" he asked.
"Was it really for the pleasure of my
society?"
"I knew that you were In some dan
ger tonight, Mr. Farquhar."
Her face was turned away now.
When she spoke, after a moment's si
lence, her voice had deepened with an
unknown emotion.
"Mr. Farquhar," she said, "It was a
woman's loving fear for you which
brought me here."
'Thank you," he said simply.
He turned away from her. The mo
mentary weakness was over. The
gaunt features under the military cap
were composed and resolute. Close at
hand was movement the crunching of
the sandy soli under a sharp quick
tread, and Instinctively his hand slipped
to his bayonet.
"I ask you to go now," he said in an
imperative undertone. "You have
done what you could. It was brave
and good of you,. but to remain Is sheer
folly. I am practically unarmed. We
aren't trusted with cartridges, and If
anything happens "
"I choose to be foolish," she Inter
rupted coolly.
He made a movement of protest and
appeal, but it was already too late. A
shadow loosened Itself from the dark
ness and came out Into the clearing.
Farquhar's rifle sank to the ground.
The moon was at her zenith. In the
brilliant yet deceptive light the new
comer loomed out gigantic, super
natural. "A sentry on duty?" he said ironical
ly, looking from one to the other. "A
pleasant relaxation from discipline, by
my faith. Your number and regiment,
sir?"
"4005, of the First my colonel."
"One of my own particular heroes.
We have already met I fancy. Report
yourself tomorrow to your captain. For
the present perhaps you will conde
scend to resume your duties. Mademoi
selle may I not have the pleasure of
bringing you back to your friends?"
He offered her bis arm, his hard
mouth twisted with a contemptuous
amusement She had risen and stood
beside him, shaken by a sudden trou
ble. He looked at her keenly.
If you are sorry, mademoiselle, will
you do something for me? I want you
"to go back and find Madame Arnaud.
Ask her to speak to me for a few min
utes. I shall be outside. Tell her It
concerns her husband's proposed ex
change. She will understand. I would
go myself, but my condition forbids
it"
Gabrielle glanced at him and saw
that he was in undress, and that his
uniform was stained with dust.
"Colonel Destlnn," she said slowly,
"the man you have just punished for
speaking to me is my one friend. We
brushed shoulders, as it were, months
ago, when three flights of stair sep
arated us materially and socially.
Now by chance we have met again on
the same level. 'Birds of a feather,'
you know, Colonel Destlnn. I too, am
something of a scalawag, and the only
virtue of the species is a certain loy
alty to their kind. I am here to keep
guard."
"Keep guard?" he echoed, half puz
zled, half amused.
"Ha has an enemy."
"And you are here as a sort of dens
ex machlna? Name of heaven, a friend
of metal! Give me the name of this
evilly lntentloned person?"
"That I cannot do, Colonel Destlnn.
But I will make a bargain with you.
If you will forget tonight's delin
quencies and will take my place until
I return, I will go on your errand.
Otherwise I stay here."
He was silent a moment, his hand at
hla mustache; then he looked at her
with a curious smile.
"You are an unusual little woman,
mademoiselle." He seated himself on
the root of the tree, and drawing out
his watch held It to the light. "I give
you ten minutes," he added.
"In ten minutes I shall have re
turned," she answered.
"One thing mora I do not wish any
one to know of my presence here. It
would cause comment. The matter is
between Madame Arnaud and myself,
You understand?"
"Yee I understand," she assented
slowly.
At a bend in the avenue she glanced
back for a moment, searching the dark
ness. Colonel Destlnn's somberly clad
figure was hidden In the black out
lines of the trees, but beyond, clean
cut against the silvery plain, she saw
Richard Farquhar's upright watchful
figure. Half satisfied, she hurried on.
As she reached the Villa Bernotto's
the waltz came to a languorous end,
and a few couples In Bearch of fresh
air drifted out on to the veranda. Syl
via Arnaud, with her hand resting
lightly on the arm of a young lieuten
ant, stood at the top of the steps, her
head thrown back a little so that the
soft reflection from ths overhanging
lantern flooded down upon her face
and the beautiful white neck.
Gabrielle touched her on the elbow
and she started. "Oh, it's yon, Miss
Smithl I thought What is it r
"Colonel Destlnn Is in the grove,"
was the quiet answer. "He wishes ta
speak with you. Will you come?
"Yes, wait!" She turned carelessly
to her companion. "You will excuse
me, won't you? My husband has sent
for me."
A minute later she stood at Gabrielle
Smith's side at the entrance of the
grove. She had completely changed.
The coquettish llght-heartedness was
gone, leaving ber excited and a Uttle
breathless. She glanced uneasily about
her.
"I believe you are shocked," she said
hurriedly. "I had to say It was my
husband. And I promised Colonel Des
tlnn. It is about Desire and bis pro
motion a surprise."
Suddenly, with a Uttle choking ex
clamation, she stopped and clung to
her companion's arm. "Miss Smith
what Is that don't you see there in
the light"
Instinctively Gabrielle threw off the
terrified hand. She had recognized
Arnaud. He stood in a bright patch
which the moon threw between twe
great palms on to the sandy avenue.
His back was toward her, his head
bent, the stoop of his shoulders, the
whole attitude unmistakable. She heard
the faint click of a lock being slipped
back, and then he turned and looked
behind him. In that second his fea
tures were as visible as when limelight
is turned on to the face of a consum
mate actor. Capt Desire Arnaud
crossed the avenue and disappeared
like a shadow in the darker shadows
of the trees.
Sylvia shuddered and then laughed
unsteadily.
"How stupid of me! I was really
frightened. But I did not want him to
see us. It would have been hard to ex
plain, and be has been so strange and
excitable lately."
She went on alone, walking in the
center of the grove where the light
was strongest and humming softly to
herself, like a confident child whose
momentary fear la passed and forgot
ten. Colonel Destlnn heard her com
ing. He was still seated where Gab
rielle had left him, smoking tranquilly,
and the dull glow of his cigarette light
ed up an enigmatical composure.
Neither pleasure nor triumph had their
place in those set features, but some
thing else the suggestion of an Incal
culable force under the heel of an in
calculable will.
When Sylvia actually knows
that her husband Is preparing
to shoot an Innocent man from
ambush, why doesn't aha give
warnkig or alarm? Doea aha
enjoy tragedy?
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
HIGH-POWER LIGHT
New Yorker's Invention of Great
Importance.
By Meant of Glass Prisma Rays Are
Scattered In Every Direction Be
lieved to Solve Problem Long
Puzzle to Scientists.
A patent has just been Issued to
Peter Cooper Hewitt of New York for
a globe far electric lights, which is an
application of mathematically exact
calculations of the reflecting and re
fracting powers of glass prisms.
The new globe is of spherical glass,
with its outer surface formed into ap-
Diagram of the New Cooper Hewitt
Globe.
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proximately parallel prismatic riages,
the outer angles of these being of 32
degrees and 34 minutes tor glass hav
ing an index of refraction at one and
fifty-two one-hundredths. In such
prisms all rays falling upon their in
ner surface from the interior of the
globe will be reflected inwardly at
least once and none more than twice
before they are emitted.
In Mr. Hewitt's patent the source of
light is placed below the center of the
globe, to which lines bisecting the out
er arjgles of the prisms would con
verge. The effect of this double reflection
and refraction is to scatter the rays
of light in every direction. The scat
tering is shown in the accompanying
diagram, in which two sources of light,
13 and 14, are indicated, and the
course of the rays from each (13a, 13b,
and 14a, 14b respectively) can be fol
lowed by the dotted and broken lines.
Grade of Commodore.
The reasons for the abolition of the
grade of commodore In the navy are
also good reasons why this rank Bhould
not be revived, as is proposed in the
new naval personnel bill. Commodores
are flag officers, who may command a
flotilla, a division or even a whole
squadron. Admiral Dewey was a com
modore. In no foreign navy, however,
is there a grade intermediate between
that of captain and rear admiral; so
when an American squadron happened
to be in company with a foreign squad
ron or even smaller fleet division,
whether in home waters or abroad, the
commander of the latter force, being
a rear admiral, would outrank the
American commander, though the lat
ter might be many years his senior in
years and experience and his superior
in ability. To equalize conditions we
abolished all flag officers below the
grade of rear admiral; and In order to
keep them equal we should abstain
from restoring the abandoned grade.
Philadelphia Record.
Activities of Women.
Nearly 100 women are now working
as hostlers In the British horse depots.
Women will have 91 electoral votes
at the coming presidential election.
Mrs. James A. Orne, captain of the
schooner Hazel Dell, is known as the
original sea BUffragist.
Miss Marlon Mitchell of Philadelphia
has been chosen as one of the prettiest
girls at Wellesley college.
Mrs. Carrie Chapman Catt, head of
the National Association of American
Woman Suffrage, was once a news
paper woman, having received her
training in San Francisco.
Representatives of the most impor
tant woman's colleges In the United
States have formed an lnterscholastlo
council, the object of which is to pro
mote athletics among the female stu
dents of the various colleges.
Held for Libeling Washington.
George Washington may be regard
ed as the Father of all Americans, a
Tacoma (Wash.) Judge ruled recently
when he said that the Information
against Paul R. Haffer might stand
and that the case should go to trial,
Haffer is charged by Col. A. E. Joab
with having Hbelpd George Washing
ton when he wrote a letter to a news
paper In which he said that the first
president was an exploiter of slaves
and used profanity and liquor. Joab
forced the case through patriotic mo
tives, he said.
Haffer's attorney contended that it
was no more libelous to call Washing
ton a tippler than It was for persons
to speak harshly to Adam for the in
discretion he and Eve committed in
the Garden of Eden. Seattle Post-Intelligencer.
Poor Dog!
When a New York husband and
wife separated they agreed that, in
the division of their belongings, be
was to have the pet dog, but the wife
refused to surrender the pup, so the
husband has begun suit for $5,000
damages. This is a case in which
reconciliation Is the only solution. It
would be cruel to separate either hus
band or wife from the dog. Washing
ton Herald.
SEAL WAS HIS SIGNATURE
Babylonian Stamped Documents and
Letters Instead of Going Through
the Formality of Signing Them.
Practically every man of any stand
ing in ancient Babylonia had a seal
cylinder or seal, the impression of
which upon the document or letter
served the purpose of his signature.
Thousands of these have been found,
cut out of all kinds of hard stone,
which had beon imported from distant
lands, for Babylonia is an alluvial
plain.
As a substitute for a ceal the Indi
vidual would make his thumb-nail
mark upon the soft clay or impress
upon it a portion of Lis zlziktu, which
was a cord attached to an undergar
ment. This in all probability is to
be identified with the zlzith mentioned
in the Old Testament (Num. 15:38
39), and even at the present time
worn by orthodox Hebrews.
In all periods scribes are very nu
merous. This is Inferred from the
fact that in some periods almost every
document is found to have been writ
ten by a different scribe. In the As
syrian period women are known to
have belonged to this profession. The
scribes wrote the legal documonts, as
well as the private letters of individ
uals. They even placed the seal im
pression upon the legal documents, in
proximity to which they wrote the
name of the person to whom it be
longed, usually the obligor or the wit
ness. In the time of Hammurabi (about
2000 B. C.) there was at hand an offi
cer called the burguL who was pre
pared to cut temporary seals upon a
soft material for those who did not
possess them. This is the custom In
oriental lands in the present day.
In Constantinople, for instance, the
curbs of certain streets are lined with
scribes prepared to write for the il
literate. An occasional man among
them is provided wltn little blank
stamps in soft brass, and with an en
graving tool is prepared to cut the sig
nature or initials of the man upon one
of them while he watts. The impres
sion of the stamp is affixed to his let
ter in place of his signature. Prof. A.
T. Clag, In National Geographic Maga
zine. Bismuth In Alaska.
A considerable lodge of rock, carry
ing bismuth in commercial quantities,
has been found in the Totalanika coun
try of Alaska by a well-known minor
named John Leach. Teats demon
strate that the ore carries bismuth
from 20 to 30 per cent pure. Bismuth
brings from $300 a ton upward, and
of all metals is perhaps the easiest
to mine. It melts at a temperature
slightly above 268 degrees centigrade,
and can, therefore, be molted with
wood fires, obviating the necessity of
shipping the ore outside with the
heavy Incidental transportation and
melting charges, a burden other min
ing interests have to bear because of
the government's policy of forbidding
the development of coal mlnos In
Alaska. While the presence of bis
muth ore in Alaska has long been
known, the Leach claim is the first
discovery of a large deposit. Hore
toforo most of it usod in the States
has been imported from Saxony and
Bohemia, although Connecticut has
mlnos from which connlderable quan
tities of the ore have been taken. Bis
muth is used principally as an alloy
constituent, but also enters Into the
preparation of paints, modicinos, face
powder, etc.
His Glass Eye In Pain.
A very poculiar accident happoned
to O. R. McColloy. While walking
with ono of his customers, James L.
Boyd, he suddenly threw his hands to
one of his eyes which he had had re
placed with a glass one.
He exclaimed in great pain that
something had hit him in the eye. He
was nearly frantic for some time, when
Doctor Cogswell was summoned and
the patient was removed to hia office
After the pain was relieved the eye
was romoved, and it was discovered
the back of the glass eyeball had
broken and the vacuum from tho hol
low Inside bad drawn the optic nerve
through the broken part, which causod
intense pain.
The inside part of the eye la badly
inflamed and it will necessitate the
placing of a new glass eye as soon
as it has healed sufficiently. From a
Wolsey (S. Dak.) Dispatch.
Mice Help to Catch Other Mice.
A little device has just been patent
ed which transforms any standard pre
serving jar into a mouse trap. The
traps which kill the little rodents lose
their usefulness after a time by rea
son of the fact that the odor left by
the deceased vermin acts as a warn
ing to the acute noses of others, so
that to be of use the tray must be
scalded or otherwise fumigated at reg
ular Intervals. The preserving-Jar
mouse trap does not held any odor,
and, being of glass, it catches an un
limited number of mice, one after the
other. The bait will catch the first
mouse, and after that the newcomers,
seeing their fellow Inside, will be
prompted by curiosity to follow, and as
each one enters the trap entrance Is
automatically set for the next one.
His Offering.
"James," said his mother, "did you
put your money in the collection plate
at Sunday school today?"
"No'm," said James, "I didn't"
"Why didn't you?"
"Well, you see, when I got there I
found out all the other boya had two
cents except me and Freddie Brown,
ao we matched for 'em and Freddy
won."
MYSTERY OF SINGER SOLVED
Village Crier, Arrayed In Sailor Rig, Is
Termed "Sing-Bad, the Sailor"
at Concert.
Ordinary concerts had grown rather
stale in Mlddleton, where everybody
sings, or thinks he can.
So a novelty was arranged, in
which each performer was to appear in
a fancy dress and sing a suitable
song. The first items went off very
well, although when Miss Antike came
on in a simple, girlish gown and sang
"For Ever and For Ev3r" the audience
got nervous, and thought she meant
to do so.
Then the village crier appeared in
a sailor rig and declaimed "Asleep in
the Deep" in a voice high pitched and
cracked. '
'Who is he?" "What character does
he represent?" were the questions the
listeners asked each other wildly.
Then came the usual voice from the
rear of the hall, saying;
"Why, 'e's Sing-Bad the Sailor!"
New York Mail. '
FAR BETTER.
i
Ruth Fred brings me chocolates
with my initial stamped on each piece.
Freda My! The chocolates Jack
brings me have "Price $2" stamped on
the box.
Quite Appropriate.
A clever newspaper man tells a
story of a friend of his whose Bmall
son asked why the collections at the
Sunday meetings were taken up In
pans.
'Because, my boy," answered the
vltty father, "a pan is the most fit
ting vehicle in which to get the
dough."
Hopeless Insolence.
"It must be a terrible thing to know
that you are to bo shot at sunrise,"
commented the highly imaginative
person.
'Yes," answered the lazy citizen;
"it s bad enough to have to get up at
sunrise, without going through the
reBt of It."
A Utilitarian.
'Mrs. Twobble has taken up a new
fad?"
"What is It?"
"China decorating."
"Is Mr. Twobble interested?''
"Not at all. He said he would rath
er see a broiled lamb chop on a plate
than a wholo flock of bluebirds."
Beginning of the End.
"Just think, dearest," said the mere
man in the case, who was about to
break Into the freight-paying class,
"only three more days and we shall
be one."
"Yes," rejoined the fair suffragette,
"and I'm right bore to Inform you that
I Intend to be the one."
Universal Instinct.
"Aro you a candidate?"
"Yes," replied Senator Sorghum.
"There's no use denying it. Every
man is a candidate for something;
only In most Instances his chance Is
so Bmall that it isn't worth while for
him to doclare himself."
Demonstration,
"I know you don't believe in gam
bling, and I play cards and bet on the
races, but I can prove my moral su
periority in so doing."
"Then prove It."
"You are a good man I don't deny
it But I am a bettor."
The Way of It.
"Belle
says she married
a para-
dox."
"How's that?"
"Well, when she first married him
he was quite tall, but ever since she
has found he Is always short,"
j