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I MIRAGE I IB I. A.HWYLIE. Jjjj - THI TIVI IOH.M, f - ; jgfi OIVIDINQWATSM, psif3- SYNOPSIS. -17 Sylvia Omney, her lover, Richard Far QUhar, finds, has fallen In lovs with Cap tain Arnaud of the Foreign legion. Far quhar forces Sower to have Preston's I O U'i returned to him. Sower forces Far quhar to resign his commission, Gabrielle saves Farquhar from suicide. To shield Arnaud, Sylvia's fiance, Farquhar pro fesses to have stolen war plans. As Richard Nameless he Joins the Foreign Legion, Farquhar meets Sylvia and Ga brielle. Arnaud becomes a drunkard and opium smoker. Sylvia becomes friendly with Colom'l Destinn. Arnaud becomes jealous of Farquhar and Is shot down by him. Arnaud goes to a danclnff girl who loves him for comfort. Gabrielle meets Lowe, for whom she had sacrificed posi tion and reputation, and tells him she is free from him. Sylvia meets Destinn be hind the mosque. Arnaud becomes ill but Sylvia will not help him, nor interfere for Farquhar. Gabrielle, aiding Farquhar, who is under punishment, Is mistaken by him mln his delirium for Sylvia. Farquhar delivering; a message to Destinn at night finds Sylvia with him. He learns that It was Gabrielle who aided him. Ga brielle leaves Sylvia and goes to Farqu har's mother, who has come to Algiers in an effort to bave her son. While on a march Farquhar saves Destlnn's life. Ar naud brings relief to the column attacked by Arabs, "We can't help our relatives, but thank heaven we can choose our friends," Is a sentiment voiced by many persons. Rich ard Farquhar, In great trouble, has cause to appreciate and rhrlfth thn InuA of hi frlnnris for him and to loathe his kin. CHAPTER XVII Continued. "1 stole these," he said. I thought they -would be my last I was mis taken apparently. Am I to thank you?" "Give me a cigarette Instead." Their faces were close together. The red glow of their cigarettes burned up between them, and they looked each other In the eyes. Then a hand was stretched out and touched Farquhar's with an almost feminine gentleness. "Is there anything I can do for you when we get back? Any message?" "Yes I should be grateful. Will you go to Madame Arnaud? Ask for her companion a Miss Smith a little countrywoman of mine. Will you tell her how it happened?" "I promise you, Nameless." Farquhar bowed his head for a mo ment. "Tell her the mirage was not so splendid as the truth." The night deepened with the silence, They had forgotten that their hands were still clasped together. Like chll dren they dreamed old dreams and trod old paths. The dawn broke, and instinctively their eyes sought the west Amid the golden clouds drifting up from the horizon the night had built a city of temples and palaces, domed with silver, whose pale ethereal nana- rets and glowing cupolas reached up into the translucent light of morning, For a moment or two it brightened, the slender outlines strengthening almost to reality then faded and as the sun rose passed wholly into the vacant day. "Mirage!" Goetz rose slowly and stiffly. "The mirage Is gene," he said. He pointed then to something moving swiftly over the wide sweep of plain. "Colonel Destlnn's calculated within the hour." he said. "There are the chasseurs." CHAPTER XVIII, The Return, In the softly-lighted courtyard of the Hotel de France a newly-Imported Zlieuner Kapelle was playing the waits from Hoffman's "Erzaehlun- gen." Sylvia Arnaud, a red and gold Carmen, danced Joyously to the slow graceful strains, and her partner smiled down into her face, upturned and brll Uantly. lovely in its sheer ecstasy of living. "Look at that queer old lady with the white wig! Is she a masque? And that funny, gray little thing beside her! I call them the Proprieties. What are they doing here?" "How should I know?" Sylvia re turned with sudden Impatience. As they passed on Mrs. Farquhar turned and touched Gabrielle on the arm. "Sylvia has Just seen us," she said. "I have spoiled the evening for her. It was worth while coming. She tried to laugh at me with that young fool, but the couldn't. She is beginning to be afraid. If Richard dies I shall haunt her till the goes mad." In the courtyard of the hotel two more or less Intoxicated pierrots danced a cancan to the delirious plaud its of an audience themselves over come by the heat and passion that hung heavy in the night air, Sylvia Arnaud clapped her hands like a child. The noise of the dancing and music reached the lighted room that faced out on the avenue. At his place by the window Stephen Lowe seeniec plunged in his own thoughts, and the man in evening dress who stood with his clenched hand on the table stamped Impatiently. "Are you listening, Mr. Lowe?" "Yes, yes, I am listening. I heard everything you said. Sower was cash iered. I am not surprised. His profes sion was his tragedy. He would have made an admirable company promoter, but the task of being an honest gen tleman was too much for him. You say he has committed suicide. Have you come all this way to tell me of poor Sower's more or less providential es cape, Mr. Preston?" The young man crimsoned, but an swered steadily. "You were his friend." A faint ironical smile crept over Lowe's suffering features. "I was Sower's partner," he said quietly. "You were Farquhar's friend. You chose to act with us against blm of your own free will. There was a compact, an understanding. The whole scene that night was a farce, a little play-acting with you as an unconscious actor. Farquhar Intervened. He blun dered recklessly, but he spoiled our plans." "You scoundrel!" "Yes, I am a scoundrel," Lowe said simply; "but do not trouble to murder me. That would get you into difficul ties, and it Is not necessary." He touched himself lightly on the chest. I have something here which will fin ish me off in a month or two less pleasantly than you would do. That Is why I care not at all how much or how little you know. The partnership Is ended and I am going out of busi ness." He laughed sardonically and turned back to the window. The crowd beneath had broken up and fallen back on either side beneath the trees of the avenue, and from the distance there sounded a dull rhythmic beat and the ominous rattle of drums. "The Legion has returned," Lowe said quietly. "Do you want to see the saddest sight on earth, Mr. Preston?" The young man drew nearer, re luctant yet fascinated. His hands were no longer clenched. He was looking at the gaunt figure leaning negligently against the window edge as at some thing monstrous, incredible. Have you no conscience no re morse?" he said. "Oh, yes, Mr. Preston, a great deal." "Then pity my remorse. For God's sake if you know tell me why Far quhar did that thing help me to un derstand." The boyish passionate pleading caused Lowe to turn a moment. He smiled, and that faint glimmer of half- compassionate understanding was a light falling deep into a turgid stream revealing many sunken, forgotten things. "Farquhar sacrificed himself," he said. "He resigned because Sower wished it. That seems incredible. But Sower held the reins. There was an old tragedy which he used for his own ends the tragedy of his father's death and of Captain Farquhar's disappear ance." The roll of drums was close at hand, and a woman's note of laughter flut tered up birdlike from the somber-flow ing tide of sound. Lowe turned back to the window. "You see, Sower miscalculated," he went on. "He was a Jew from God knows where, and be lost his sense of patriotism. He did not understand this red-hot love of one's birthplace. He did not understand the reckless temperament of the man wlfh whom he was dealing. Are you beginning to understand, Mr. Preston?" Yes. I am beginning to under stand," Preston said dully. "And then?' "Then history repeated itself not in incident but in character. Robert Sower tried to be the honorable gen tleman: he tried even, strange as it may seem, to gain Farquhar's friend ship. He failed, and then you re member that scene at the card tables? That decided him. Blood and Instinct were too strong. He turned and used hlB power." Lowe stepped out on to the balcony, and bent forward with his elbows on the rail, watching the dense company of chausseurs force their way through the restless crowd. The clash of the band was already fainter. The chas seurs rode now in silence, and once more the dull monotonous tread pre dominated, strangely, persistently ominous. "You know where Farquhar Is?" Preston said imperatively. "Yon know what bat become of blm?" "Perhaps I am not lure." "If you know remorse you must wish to atone," Preston said hoarsely. "A scoundrel, at the end of hit day'; work, has much to atone for," was the abstracted answer. "I have chosen my atonement, Mr. Preston. All atone ment Is inadequate, but mine shall be made for my greatest wrong, at what ever cost" He broke off. "The Le gion," be tald quietly. Preston did not speak, silenced against his will by the scene beneath him. The dancers from the hotel had swarmed up to the long lines of bang ing lanterns at the edge of the garden. A clown climbed upon the stone gate post and was beating wildly, hilarious ly on the heads of th crowd with his bladder, shouting a witticism at each laughing victim. But beyond a thin dark ttream flowed from the darkness into the light and from light back Into darkness. They were grotesque flg- ures hideous, pitiable. These alto were figures of carnival but different. They marched four deep a hundred of them. Their heads were bowed. Be neath the flare of lights each man seemed to shrink, to cower closer to his neighbor, like a herded terrified animal. And many stumbled. Pres ton's hands tightened on the rails in front of him. "Poor devils!" A few yards behind the last line a spahl rode alone. A short rope was at tached to his saddle and to a man who stumbled at his horse's heels. The rope was round his neck; his hands were bound behind him, and the broken link of a chain clanked in the sudden stricken stillness. His kepi had been knocked off, and every line in that gaunt quiet face was visible. As though blinded by the sudden light he reeled and was Jerked brutally to his knees. A woman laughed hysterically. Instantly he had recovered. And in that recovery, that quiet acceptauce of crowning humiliation there was a dignity, a courage that held the crowd a moment longer in awestruck silence. "God in heaven Farquhar!" Lowe nodded. "You know now," he said. "You know that your atonement has come too late." The tragic figure passed on; an offi cer on horseback rode Into the light, and the crowd stirred in restless relief. But above that sudden wave of move ment, above the clown's half-nshamed burst of reconquered merriment there sounded a cry a muffled wall of incredulous agony. The officer turned his saddle. Sylvia Arnaud, in the front row of the masques, waved to him. He did not look at her, and she glanced impatiently at the boy-Mephlstopheles beside her. "What was that? Didn't you hear?" He laughed. "Someone fainted. That queer old fury with the white wig, I believe. You're not frightened?" Oh, no no!" 'Of course not. One gets accus tomed to that sort of thing here, does one not? A runaway legionary! Who cares!" He offered her his arm with an elaborate bow. "May we not go on dancing, Carmen?" CHAPTER XIX. The Last Offer. The long low-built room was full of sunshine. It poured in through the half-opened shutters and danced on the whitewashed walls and on the long deal table with its litter of maps and documents. The doors at the far end were thrown open, and two soldiers with fixed bayonets took up their posts on either hand. A few minutes later a group of officers followed. They were six In number two lieutenants. three captains and a major. They be longed to the same regiment. They ex changed desultory remarks, and from time to time one or another of them laughed. Only Desire Arnaud was silent. A moment later the sentries present ed arms and Colonel Destinn entered. All six men sprang to their feet. There was more than formal military cour tesy In that simultaneous movement Their eyes were fixed on his face as on some feared and incalculable oracle. "Pray be seated, gentlemen." He took bis place In the midst of them beneath the two tricolors draped perfunctorily over a miniature and em blematic bust of the republic. "Bring in the prisoner," he said sharply. The sentries repeated the order, and In the brief Interval that followed the six men relapsed into their former atti tude of languid Indifference. The two younger officers exchanged whispered comments, and one of them laughed. The door opened and a sergeant en tered, followed by two corpomls and a man whose hands and feet were chained. There was a short silence. The sergeant made an authoritative gesture, and the man was thrust for ward and the door closed again, shut ting out the brief glimpse of sunlit courtyard. "The prisoner's number?" The sergeant drew out a bulky docu ment from between the buttons of his tunic. No. 4005, called Richard Nameless of the First regiment, the Eleventh company." 'The accusation? Conspiracy and mutiny on the field." "Any previous record?" "No, my colonel, but marked as a dangerous character." "Very well, sergeant. Yon can ttana back." The man saluted and retired a few paces, leaving his prisoner alone, fac ing the table. Colonel Destinn looked up. As their eyes met the prisoner bowed, gravely, without bravado, with in instinctive courtesy which became him strangely well. Colonel Destlnn's outstretched hands were clenched, and the knuckles stood out white and pol ished as marble. There was no trace of emotion on the implacable features, and his voice sounded formal and in different "In the ordinary course of events this case would go to the court at Oran," he said. "But I have received Instructions from General Meunier to deal with all such offenses summarily. There have been signs of unrest in the Legion. General Meunier demands that an example should be made." The major nodded. "It's essential to discipline," he mur mured vaguely. r WWWVHWWHWWWWWWV Doet Colonel Destinn know that he It about to pass sen tence on hit own ton? In case ht learnt, do you believe the knowledge will alter the se- S verity of hit Judgment? (TO BE CONTINUED.) TASTE OF "HOME COOKING" Woman Who Lives In Apartment Can Have It If She Will Do a Lit tle Planning. Many a woman living in a two-room-and-bath apartment and taking her meals in an adjoining public dining room yearns at times for something "homemade" and delicious; chocolate layer cake, for instance; or scalloped oysters, or old-fashioned molasses cake, or soda biscuit, tender and pip ing hot, and made rich with a little shortening. One woman condemned as she expresses it to live in a lux urious hotel apartment most of the year, satisfies her housewifely in stincts by getting Sunday-night tea in her own apartment by aid of a chafing dish, a coffee percolator and a one burner gas stove with a little oven about as big as a baby's hatbox. It Is surprising how many delectable things can be baked in this absurd lit tle oven. Out of it come small layer cakes, pans of light biscuit, toothsome little drop cakes, small pans of piping hot Sally Lunn and rich gingerbread for the Sunday night supper. The lit tle oven bakes only a small quantity enough biscuit for four persons, twice around, and layer cake which makes bIx good-sized slices; but the Sunday night opportunities to have a taste of real home cooking are much appreci ated by privileged guests who also dwell in boarding places. No woman with fastidious taste and thought for hor neighbors would venture to cook steak or fry potatoes in an apartment house, where odors of cooking are not supposed to permeate; but creamed entrees, salads, baking ol the sort referred to and various appe tizing scalloped entrees may be pre pared by aid of chafing dish and a lit tle oven of the sort. The small ovens may be used on electric grills also. and rare is the woman who does not enjoy an occasional "cooking test" to keep her hand in at housekeeping. Pittsburgh Dispatch. CARE IN TABLE DECORATION People as a Rule Don't Like to Play Peek-a-Boo at Dinner, Says Miss Holman, A few Sowers are in good taste and add charm to the dining table but the whole greenhouse or garden should not be used. They shouldn't fairly scream out for attention, asserts Miss Aramlnta Holman, instructor in home art. "Decorations should always add beauty to the artcle which they deco rate," says Miss .Holman. "The flow ers that are dainty, delicate and spar ingly used are attractive on the table in the dining room. A small fern is appropriate. The flowers are of less importance than the food, the dishes and the silver. One or two flowers are usually enough, properly arranged. "Their tops should not be higher than the tallest dish on the table. Persons seated for the dinner should not have to play peek-a-boo around a tall vase of flowers." Furnishing Small Rooms. In furnishing a small room two nec essary points must be considered: First, that space la gained by making things as flat as possible against the wall; and, second, that stiffness is prevented then by Introducing a plant or two, if the room is a living room or a dining room, and breaking the lines of the furniture by pulling out a table a little or turning a chair. A low seat 16 inches In height, run ning around a corner and along one Bide of the room to some break ot door or window, saves space and furniture, and adds a charming effect. It should be upholstered, and have only an oc casional rather small and carefully selected pillow. Low hook shelves, too, . built against the wall, furnish without furniture, but care must be taken that they are not extended in too continuous a straight line. A car pet or rug of a solid color also in creases the effect of space. Lemon Custard. Beat four eggs until light and then add the Juice and grated rind of a lemon, two cupfuls ot milk, half a cup ful of granulated sugar and a table spoonful of flour, rubbed smooth with a little of the milk. Put in a buttered baking dish and bake until solid in a pan of water. Have ready a meringue made of the whites of the eggs, beaten stiff, sweetened with sugar. Pile this In a heap on a board and brown in a slow oven. Then slide it gently on the custard. . Chill and serve cold. "Frenched" 8trawberrlet. Wash and hull large strawberries allowing six or eight to a person; cut fresh ripe pineapple in strips about one-quarter Inch thick and one Inch long, and Insert in the berries to re place the hulls. Arrange individually and garnish with whipped cream which has been sweetened to taste with powdered sugar. It may be tint ed pale pink with vegetable coloring If desired. Good Housekeeping. Toasted Corn, An Improvement over boiled corn is toasted corn, which has a much more delicious flavor. After boiling the ears six minutes, so as to cook them par tially, remove to a breadtoaster and place over hot coals, turning until they are browned evenly. New Tomato Recipe. When broiling or frying tomatoes sprinkle them generously with K rated cheese Just before serving and top each portion with a little shipped cream. ' - WORK OF SURGEONS IN WAF Prevention of Disease and the Cure of Wounds Has Been Something Marvelous. No phase of human activity and Progress has been further developed, perhaps, than the work of medicine and surgery during this great war. Doctor Beaumont of the White Star line, tells the New York Times that af ter a three months' tour of base hos pitals in Great Britain he finds that surgery has become more conserva tive through the use of the X-ray. So efficient has the whole hospital serv ice become that men wounded at Ypres were in London hospitals in 12 hours afterward, From the colleges 4,600 surgeons have joined the serv ice, and yet there is need for more. There has been a great decrease in the number of gangrene cases In Flan ders and lockjaw in France, where the soil is fertile in nourishing the te tanus germs. Antitetanus serum in jected immediately has prevented in numerable cases. Inoculation against typhoid fever is also practiced. There have not been three dozen cases of enterio among the British in this war, while in the Boer war there were thousands. The greater number of the dangerous wounds are caused by shrapnel and high explosives and not by rifle bullets, which pass clean through and do little harm unless they strike a vital part. Doctor Carrel and Doctor Dakln together have discovered a new antlseptlo which seems little short of marvelous in its action. One of the most valuable lessons of the war was the discovery of the wonder ful usefulness of Iodine as an antlsep tlo dressing. The new discovery re lates to the addition of carbonate of lime and boric acid to hypochlorite ot lime, overcoming the objections to the latter. Only a few months ago two French physicians discovered a "poly valent" serum roughly described as "a combination of several serums against different varieties of bacteria." Recent news is that most gratifying results have followed the use of this serum. The British Medical Journal says that Americans show faint appre ciation of their medical discoverers. It cites our hall of fame, where poli ticians head the roll, with authors next and fiction writers at the head of them. This fact is emphasized, the New York Sun thinks, by the reflection that the name of Morton, the American discov erer of anesthesia, is probably not so well known as the names of a thousand mediocrities. Army Physical Test. The recommendations of the gen eral staff officers that have been con sidering the proposal to abolish the 90-mile annual test ride now are be fore the chief of staff awaiting his action. It is recommended that the annual ride be discontinued and that officers, instead, be required to make a 20-mile horesback ride or a 10-mile walk In one day every month. The proposed 10-mile walk for army officers is similar to that now exacted of officers of the navy and marine corps. Those advocating the change in the army believe that the proposed new requirements will be conducive to a satisfactory physical condition In that the exercise is dis tributed through the year, instead of being concentrated In a single su preme annual effort to keep up with the pace. The annual physical exam ination will be retained as a means of disclosing the physically Incapacitated. The Noble Guards of Italy. The noble guards, who have lost their commander, Prince Camlllo Ros plgliosl, were drawn exclusively from the Roman aristocracy until about two years ago, when Pius X sanc tioned the acceptance of recruits from any country, provided they were Catholics and could show the neces sary number of quarterings. Their uniform black tunic with gold epau lets, dark blue trousers and a gold crested helmet forms a striking con trast to the medieval attire of the Swiss guards, of which the most no ticeable features are the enormous breeches and striped stockings. Noble guards and Palatine guards, who are a sort of papal militia, furnish a daily picket for the antechamber of the pope. For other police duties there are the papal carablnierl, whom the stranger meets at every corner of the Vatican. Altogether the papal army numbers about 600 men. Suspicious. Detective "Billy" Burns returned the other day from a tour through the country in the Interest of the Bankers' association. He was profoundly lm pressed with the merits of western Pennsylvania as a place of residence. "Nothing like It for a man that's In clined to be a bit low-spirited," said Mr. Burns. "They don't take any chances with you there at all. Why, If you go into a store and ask for bit of clothesline the storekeeper will open a big book. " 'What do you want this rope for?' he asks. " 'The old woman needs it to bang the wash on.' "'And what's your name?' the storekeeper asks. " 'Herman Wllhelm Pfcifer. "'G'wan,' says the storekeeper, closing the book. 'You can't get no rope here without a prescription.'" Cincinnati Times-Star. Asphalt In Philippine. Deposits of asphalt discovered In th Philippines more than a year ago have been studied by government scientists who recently reported the presence ot thousands of tons of high-grade ma terial FOOD FOR STRANGER SOUTH AFRICAN NATIVES HAVE A HUMANE CUSTOM. Field Is Set Aside on Which Supplies Are Grown and Stored In Readi ness to Appease Hunger of Chance Visitor. 'n South Africa, among the natives, there is a custom which has never been mentioned by any traveler In his tales. In the Transkel, Basutoland and Bechuanaland, nearly every fair-sized village has a field set aside for strang ers, in a village where the king re sides, usually his chief wife is told oft to cultivate this field and store away all the product In the upper part of her hut, and if in any adjacent village some chief woman is saddled with the work, no man of the tribe is permitted to touch any food thus stored. The king's wife, or whoever culti vates the land, takes her share of the product and makes her living out of it, but all over and above the amount actually consumed must be set aside and preserved. She may not trade with any other wife of the king. This field Is known as the "Strang ers' Field." Whenever a stranger comes to the village he makes known his wants to the king and he is im mediately relieved. The best hut in the village , is set apart for him, he eats the food of the stranger's field, and the wife of the king prepares the food for him with her own hand. He remains a week, or a month, or any reasonable length of time, and his de parture Is never hastened. Sometimes he Btays long enough to become a members of the tribe. An amusing feature of this custom is the fact that indigent members of the tribe occasionally leave the village and go to other villages and become strangers, so that very often when a familiar face has been missed from a certain village and anyone asks where So-and-So went or what became of him, the inquirer has been gravely in formed that So-and-So was poor and became a stranger. Some lazy men go around from village to village, and when they return to their original kraal they spin the yarn that they have been working In the mines! Then again one often can run across So-and-So in a distant village living on the fat of the land as a stranger and be ing treated to royal hospitality. There are no beggars in Africa. When a man becomes too poor to get along comfortably he makes a circuit of the adjacent villages as a Btranger. Saved Victoria's Life. Lieut. Col. Gordon Wilson, who was killed at the front near Ypres recent ly, was, when he was a boy at Eton, Instrumental In saving the lira ot Queen Victoria in March, 1882. When a young man named Roderick Mac lean attempted to fire a pistol at the queen on the platform of Windsor sta tion, Wilson, with his umbrella, struck up the assailant's arm, for which act he was summoned to Windsor castle and personally thanked by the queen. The boy's act gave rise to a clever pun. It was suggested that he re ceive a peerage, and Basil Young, the engineer, remarked that If this were dene his coat-of-arms ought to be an umbrella, with the motto: "Pour la Relne.", As a subaltern he rode In famous midnight steeplechase at Mel ton. He served with distinction in the South African war, and was an aide-de-camp of General Baden-Powell throughout the siege of Mafeking, being several times mentioned in dis patches. Activities of Women. New Mexico Is the only state In the Union which has no suffrage organiza tion. Less than 10 per cent of the young women In a large city have normal bodies. Approximately 6,200 women are em ployed In the garment factories of In diana. Fifteen women to every 100 men in Minneapolis earn their living by labor. France has 18 women Inspectors of labor, while Austria has five and Bel glum one. Mrs. E. J. Clinton of Portland, Ore., is considered an expert on card filing systems. Women very often do farm work in Sweden while their husbands sit back and smoke. If New York state grants equal suf frage nearly 3,000,000 women will share In the franchise. Missouri has over 60,000 women workers, of whom about 10,000 live away from home. Crocodiles Live Long. Crocodiles are very Interesting be cause tbey are survivals of an ancient and vanished epoch. They resemble closely some of the saurlans that walked on the earth and swam In the ocean during that age of reptiles which, according to the geologists, came to an end many millions of years ago. It Is probable that these crea tures live longer than any other ani mal In the world. There is a crocodile in the embassy garden at Mutwal, In Ceylon, which 1b known to be 155 years old, though Its age when first captured could not be ascertained. Domestic Paradise. Mother Does that young lady you Intend to marry know anythlug about housekeeping? Son Not a thing. I'll be the hap piest man alive. I don't believe she'll ' clean house once ti ten years. New Vork Weekly.
