The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930, July 07, 1916, Image 5

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SYNOPSIS.
13
Sylvia Omney, her lover, Richard Far
quhar, finds, has (alien In love with Cap
tain Arnaud of the Foreign Lesion. In
Captain Sower's room Farquhar forces
Sower to hav Preston's I O TJ's re
turned to him. Farquhar is helped to his
rooms by Gabrlelle Smith. Sower demands
an apology. Refused, he forces Farquhar
to resign his commission in return for
possession of Farquhar'a father's writ
ten confession that he had murdered Sow
er's father. Gabrlelle 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 Destinn.
Farquhar meets Sylvia and Gabrlelle, and
learns from Corporal Goetz of the col
onel's cruelty. Arnaud becomes a drunk
ard and opium smoker. Sylvia becomes
friendly with Colonel Destinn. Arnaud
becomes Jealous of Farquhar. Farquhar,
on guard at a villa where a flance is in
progress, is shot down by Arnaud. Ar
naud Justifies his insanely jealous action
to Colonel Destinn. Arnaud goes to a danc
ing girl who loves him for comfort. Ga
brlelle meets Lowe, for whom she had
sacrificed position and reputation, and
tells him she is free from him. Sylvia
meets Destinn behind the mosque. Ar
naud becomes ill but Sylvia will not help
him, nor Interfere for Farquhar.
Farquhar knows Sylvia to be
a vain, selfish woman. Yet op
portunity apparently comes to
him to take Sylvia's love such
as It Is once more and bend
this wife of another man to his
purposes. Do you believe he
will succumb to the tempta
tion? CHAPTER XIII Continued.
"Comrade, in a few days we shall be
going south four hundred of us and
thirty officers. The devil goes, too. We
are to build his road for him, so that
one day someone will give him a little
red ribbon for his buttonhole. It is
amusing, is it not? It makes one laugh.
They will be able to use our skulls for
mile-stones. I always laugh when I
think of it. Yours will be among them.
Have you thought of that?"
Farquhar Bmiled to himself.
"I shall not go with you," his brain
answered.
"Jlenle! Ton will not desert us,
comrade? We need you. We count on
you. Four hundred men and thirty of
ficers! How simple! We shall go so
docilely. We shall march on and on.
forty kilometers a day, right to the
edge of the desert, and then one fine
morning you shall blow the reveille
and the thirty officers will go on sleep
ing, and we shall leave them there
and follow you wherever you lead,
against the Arabs, against the devil
himself, right through Morocco to
freedom! Comrade, you are a brave
Englishman. We trust you. We will
bear and suffer anything if you will
lead us. If only a dozen of us get
through we shall bless you. No evil
can be worse than this. Death Is for
all of us sooner or later, and we would
rather die as free men under you than
as rats"
Farquhar struggled to free himself.
"Duty!" be said sharply and clearly.
He thought he heard a sigh and a
corse farther away now and the
shadow lifted. There were the stars
once more, their pure serenity un
changed, and the whlte-glowiag min
arets lifting their lace-work of dreams
high up into the llcht ns of their In
spiration. It was then that Farquhar
saw her. He ground his teeth together
so that he should not call her, and la
stead prayed--
"God keep her oh, God help her!"
It had not been more than a breath,
the first utterance of an anguished
sense of failure, but she heard it, for
she came to him and knelt beside him.
He felt her hand touch bis forehead
and glide swiftly over his helpless
limbs.
"Sylvia!"
Her hands touched bis wrists, and In
answer the dull glowing fire burst out
afresh and shot up along his Ilnibs,
burning deep Into his brain, so that for
a moment earth and sky became an
endless blazing furnace. Then when
the flame died down again he knew
that her touch had set blm free. He
lay still, the cramped half-paralyzed
body stretched out In the exhaustion
of relief, and she bent over mm, peer
ing Into the quiet face with passionate
anxiety.
"Richard!" she whispered impera
lively. "Can you bear me? Do you
know me?"
He looked np at her. In the pale
supernatural twilight which hovered
over the plateau his features bore that
look of white transparency which be
longs to death, but his eyes, black un
der the straight resolute brows, were
deliriously alive. They were lifted to
hers, but gazed beyond her Intently
and without recognition.
"I know you," he said. "I saw you
coming. I tried not to call, but you
must have heard my praying for you.
Did you know I needed you?"
"Yes," she answered. Very gently
she raised his dark head, so that it
rested against her knee, and passed
her handkerchief over his bloodstained
lips. "We must be very quiet," she
whispered. "No one has seen me1 no
one must see me. Wifl Uiey come to
see you again tonight?"
"No one will come to me again." It
was very still. His hand groped for
hers and held it with feverish strength.
"It was an act of friendship," he
gasped. "I understand you were
thinking of those other days long ago
and you were merciful. You had
Judged and passed sentence and then
you forgave. I am glad it was like
you like my dreams of you"
"In your dreams did I pass sen
tence?" she interrupted in the same
low tone.
"Yes you remember out there in
the churchyard. What you said then
it has haunted me like a curse. 'I
wish to God I had never met you,
Richard!' "
"The woman who said that was cruel
and foolish," she said. "She didn't un
derstand." "And now?"
"If I do not understand everything,
at least I have still my faith."
"Faith? In whom? An outcast
without name or honor?"
"You are not without name or honor.
You may have strained both in that
first defeat I do not know how or
why but you have not lost them.
They are yours still. I believe that
they will be yours always."
"You know that? You believe that?"
"I know." Her arms were about
him; she held his exhausted, tortured
frame in a strong tenderness. "If I
had not known I would not have come
here to you. Only the best of us can
fall from great heights. Only the
bravest can pick themselves up and
begin the long, heart-breaking climb
back."
She lifted her white face to the sky,
hiding the blinding tears. All was still
again. The black grotesque shadow of
the sentry crossed the fading line of
campfires, and she crouched lower. He
passed on indifferently.
"You are right," Farquhar went on
at last. "That was what I prayed that
you should understand. I had failed,
utterly, Ignomlnlously, but not ignobly.
I can't explain. I shall never be able
to; but I meant to go out of your life
and leave you happy. It was all I
thought of. Can you believe that?"
"I do believe it," she answered
hoarsely.
"Thank you." He smiled a little,
As though overtaken by a sudden ir
resistible thought, he dragged himself
lip and his eyes, sightless and yet
tragically conscious, sought her face,
"We Must Go on at Whatever Cost
We Must Go on."
"That night at the Villa Bernotto's,'
he stammered "was it for me that
you risked so much?"
"Yes," she answered simply. "It was
for you."
"What had you come to tell me?"
"That the woman who had made
you suffer was unjust and unworthy
of you. She knew nothing of life or
pain or temptation. She Judged like a
child."
"Have you learned so much in these
few weeks?"
"At least I know now enough to
Judge more gently."
He groaned in bitter recollection.
"That is the worst to know that
was all useless. Oh, Sylvia, it wag all
a terrible mistake. I should have
fought for you I never should have
yielded place to that poor scoundrel '
"No, no, Richard, not a scoundrel
but a man tempted and suffering and
maddened like yourself."
His bead dropped back against her
shoulder.
"My God what Irony that I should
Judge" He seemed to drag his
fevered thoughts together with iu
preme effort "What are yon doing
here?" be demanded with the old Im
periousness. "How did yon come here?
It is not safe. If they found you'
"They will not find me." She bad
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taken something from the pocket of
her mantle and held It to his lips.
"Drink this!" she commanded tersely.
"It's of no good."
"I wish it You must have strength
to listen to me." 1 He yielded and lay
still, bis bright delirious eyes fixed In
tently on the long white track of stars
above him, as though it was from
thence that her voice came to him, "It
is not likely that we shall meet again,"
she went on rapidly, "and I want you
to remember what I am saying as
long as you live. I am not unhappy,
Richard remember that I have gam
bled away my heritage in a mad hour,
and I have no right even to sorrow. I
love you. I thank God that you came
Into my life. Remember that!" She
bent over him and with her handker
chief brushed the sweat of breaking
fever from his forehead. "Can you
hear me still, Richard can you atill
understand me?"
"I understand," he answered.
"You must live for my sake. I am
only a poor human being I cannot do
without you on my earth. And then
you cannot throw down your weapons
now."
He started, as though at some far-
off, familiar sound.
"That is what the little gray lady
would have said. 'We cannot throw
down our weapons in the first skir
mish.' I have often thought of that
Tell her I have not forgotten."
"I will tell her."
He was silent a moment Then his
eyes opened fully, and a smile of bril
liant hope, as of a man who has laid
strong hands on an adverse fate.
flashed over his wan features.
"We must go on at whatever cost
we must go on," he cried hoarsely. And
with a swift change of tone, infinitely
pathetic in its sheer joy and gratitude:
How beautiful you are, how beauti
ful"
That was all. His voice, roused for
that brief moment in the strength of a
reborn happiness, passed like a ripple
on the face of the deep silence. Very
gently she slipped the long cloak from
her shoulders and laid it over him. He
did not move. The long-drawn-out
seconds became minutes, the minutes
hours. One by one the great host of
watchers above them flashed out, Ieav
lng a blank waste of darkness. A chill
wind, sand-laden from the south.
brushed against her face. Still she
knelt there, with the man's uncon
scious head against her knees, her eyes
fixed in proud strong patience on the
western sky, where slowly, almost im
perceptibly, the dawn was breaking.
In all the glory of reawakened life the
pale-gold heralds of the morning rose
above the distant horizon and, gather
ing warmth and deeper fire as they
swept the desert broke in one mingled
flood against the topmost minarets.
which glowed back in splendid an
swer. The bivouac fires bad long since
died out, and the sickly ghost of night
crept back into the groves of olive.
From the high tower of the mosque a
white-robed figure greeted the one God
in solemn thanksgiving
Holiness to thee, O God, praise be
to thee. Great Is thy name!"
Then came the gay, Joyous call of a
bugle and the clatter of arms.
The woman rose slowly to her feet
She stood for a moment facing the
grandeur of rising light; then she bent
down, and with swift strong hands
bound the unresisting figure into a
semblance of its first helplessness.
Stern Indignation blazed in her eyes
as she lifted them for a moment but
she neither flinched nor hesitated. Only
as a stifled groan broke from the blood
less lips she bent lower and kissed
him.
"Forgive me. God bless you, dear."
He smiled faintly, as though in apol
ogy, in weak unconscious gratitude,
then, sighing, passed from stupor into
a peaceful dreamless sleep.
CHAPTER XIV.
The End of Ramazan.
On the outskirts of Slui-bel-Abbes
half a dozen Arabs stood and watted
patiently. They had stood on the same
spot since the hour of sunset watch
ing the pale emerald change to deep
est sapphire, and bad neither moved
nor spoken to one another. In their
spotless burnooses they had looked like
statues placed there as sentinels over
the gayly lighted, bustling town behind
them. Now, as slowly, gracefully, the
thin circle of the new moon rose above
the distant line of palms, the foremost
Arab bowed himself to the ground.
"The fast is over. Praise be to Al
lah, the all-merciful."
From the distance came the dull reg
ular thud of horse's hoofs. A moment
later a spahi, mounted on a foam
flecked, blood-stained horse, which
reeled In its gallop, burst through their
midst and swept on toward the gates
of the fortifications. As he passed he
dragged himself up in his saddle and
whirled his flint-lock In a semicircle
about his head.
"Ilamazan is over!" he gasped.
"Oulcd Nail has risen"
The last words were lost in the
swirl of wind which clung to his
horse's heels. The half a dozen Arabs
turned their glance for a last time to
the sky. Behind the brooding, Im
penetrable gravity there burned up
controlled half-smlllng exultation
Then, still silent they, dispersed swift
ly in the direction of the town.
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volt This gives the Legion
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fully mutiny against their offi
cers. A strong man like Rich
ard Nameless can lead the
movement and draw to him
large force. Will he do oT
ITO M6 CONTINUED.)
Popular Requisites
There are riding suits and riding I
suits, and If you contemplate adding
one or two of them to a summer ward
robe it is best to consult an authority
on riding togs before making a choice. '
Most suits are made for real service,
but even so, there is a difference be
tween country riding and city riding.
Some are designed for occasional use,
where their display will give pleasure
to the woman conscious of their
charm. The fad for sports clothes is
reflected in dashing outfits that are
becoming and inspiring to the laBt de
gree. Practically all young women and
girls ride astride; a few and the num
ber is lessening still wear skirts and
cling to the sidesaddle. One occasion
al horsewoman is able to ride well
either way, but in riding clothes the
demand is for riding breeches, In such
preponderance that even the divided
skirt needs little mention.
The materials in demand for practi
cal wear are covert cloth, English
tweed, corduroy, suede and reindeer
leather, forestry cloth, 'khaki (in
brown or white).
Rompers for
Just as soon as
turcr in life has
tho young adven
learned to stand
alone, or even earlier, It is time to put
him In rompers. Dresses are In the
way, and make the business of learning
to walk or to creep moro difficult than
it should be. The greater part of the
time of babyhood is spent In rompers
in those up-to-date homes where good
sense governs.
There Is a really wonderful variety
in styles for rompers. Those who de
sign them contrive to stamp them as
boyish or girlish, even for the young
CBt wearers. They fasten in most
unexpected places and are made to
wash and Iron with the least possible
trouble. One may have a choice of
patterns, Including the models classed
as "play suits," with fastening at the
back or front, or those that Blip on over
the head and fasten up the inside
of the legs. For the youngest wear
ers rompers are conveniently made
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There is a choice in length of coat,
but if one chooses to be exactly cor
rect, the coat is short enough to show
eight inches of the breeches, unmount
ed, and six in the saddle. There is a
variety in coat models, among them
the Norfolk and the English styles
and the coats for suits intended both
for hunting and riding. A practical
and dressy suit Is pictured, made of
hard-twilled serge in black and white
check, with an adjustable cape.
Riding boots of soft black or tan
calfskin, and those that lace up the
front, belong to the regulation outfit.
For very dressy suits patent leather is
offered, but it is less comfortable than
the others. Soft white shirts with
prim collars and mannish riding hats
complete a costume that may be de
pended upon to enhance the good looks
of any woman. In hats the choice lies
between clipped beaver, felt, mllan
straws, satin Jockey caps, or severely
tailored street hats, with the cllppod
boaver in first place.
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Boys and Girls
like thoso shown in the picture. This
model fastens at the back and at the
crotch with buttons and buttonholes,
The narrow leather belt gives shapeli
ness to the straight ono-pleco garment,
and a decidedly boyish air to the wear
er, so the comfort of the little lad of
a year and a half is assured.
Tho rompers shown are made of coU
ton poplin, with a soft hat to match,
of the same fabric. White rompers
and bat are for the promenade, but
dark cotton stuffs make those that
serve for play. Dark blue calico,
checked ginghams, chambrays, per-
cales, and other practical weaves of
cotton are UBed for them. Sleeves are
likely to be short for summer wear,
and pattern companies make their
patterns to bo cut with either long or
short sleeves.
MOST VALUABLE FARM CROPS
Trouble Experienced In Growing Clo
ver, Alfalfa, Peas, Etc., Where
Not Grown Before.
Legume crops (clover, alfalfa, peas,
etc.) are among the most valuable of
farm crops. Trouble is experienced
at times, however, in growing them
In new agricultural districts or re
gions where legumes have not been
grown before. This difficulty ofttimes
is due to the absence of the necessary
tubercle bacteria from the soil In
question. The practice should be fol
lowed, therefore, of Inoculating the
soil or seed when any of these crops
are grown upon ground which has
never grown the crop before.
This Inoculation may be made by
the use of soil from a field In which
the legume has grown. This soil
should bo obtained from the old
legume field and distributed over the
field to be sown in legumes at the
rate of approximately 300 pounds per
acre, and at once harrowed or disked
in. This operation should take place
during the morning or evening or
upon a cloudy day, as the intense sun
light destroys the bacteria. Care
should be exercised in making this
transfer of soil to get it from fields
which are not infested with weeds.
Should Buch soil not be available,
Dr. Ira D. Cardiff, director and bot
anist of the Washington agricultural
experiment station, states that the
next best method of procedure is to
use a pure culture of bacteria which
may be mixed with the seed before it
is sown.
STARTING WITH LIVE STOCK
Grading-Up Method Recommended as
Best Beginning Use Best Pure
Bred Sire Obtainable.
The average farmer starting Into
the live stock business is not in shape
financially to purchase purebred stock
and conduct the business the way It
should be. Purebred breeders should
not try to set men up in the breeding
business who have but very little
money and practically no experience.
An amateur, starting under such con
ditions, Is almost sure to fall and in
stead of being a booster for better live
stock, curses the breed, that lost him
money and the purebred breeders iu
general.
Those without considerable experi
ence and some capital, wishing to start
in the live stock business, will find
the gradlng-up method the best in
use.
Grading up a herd by the use of a
purebred sire is the safest beginning,
Splendid Beef Type.
even for tho prospective breeder ot
purebred stock. It is not only a cheap
and safe way of starting in tho breed
ing business', but it brings out plainly
In the grades tho main breed points
and provos what good blood will do.
Only a tow generations of grading up
will be sufficient to place before you
a picture of breed characters not seen
In years in purebred breeding on a
small scale. The only danger In the
beginner grading up a herd is that the
first results are so satisfactory that to
improve the next generation some
promising grade is apt to be selected
as a sire, which means the stopping
of any further improvement.
By all means use a purebred sire as
good and well bred as your financial
condition will permit
VENTILATION FOR BROODER
TO Be Satisfactory Arrangement Must
Be Made for the Introduction
of Fresh Air.
A brooder In order to be satisfactory
must have a provision for constantly
Introducing fresh, warm air undor the
hover for the chicks to breathe. A
warmed box with no provision for ef
fective ventilation compels the chicks
to breathe the same air over and over
again and It soon becomes practically
poisonous.
FITTING COLLARS ON HORSES
Splendid Idea to Make Them Pit
8nugly to Avoid Danger of
Injuring the Shoulders.
In fitting collars on horses it Is well
to make tbem fit snugly. So long as
the band will pass readily between
the front of the collar and the horse's
neck at the bottom and sides, there is
no danger of injuring the shoulder.
The names should then be carefully
fitted to the collar.
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