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had proclaimed a blockade of the i
coast, but as yet it was laxly maiat
owing to paucity of force, and the Con­
federate privateers came and went pretty
much as they pleased.
The St. I-awrence, attached to the
North Atlantic blockading squadron, had
•x
been out two months and had not made a
*iQgl« capture. Officers and men were
-C YR U S TO W N SEN D B R A D :
disgusted. Why they should have expect­
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ed to capture anything in a sailiipt vesaal
“ A Do«Ur ai PVilaa.pilf." ** T U SaatUraan.”
when the Confederates usually employed
the swiftest steamers for privateers and
O apyrtcht, IW , by J . B. L i p ’ iwcott C om pany .
A ll rich ts i
blockade-runners is a question. Ohe «af­
ternoon in late July the 8t. LawrenX’
under easy sail was swinging along, to
the southward of Cape llatteras. A week
before she had been spoken by a dispa tug­ CHAPTER XXII.—(Continued.)
boat, which had transmitted a general The clerk roused up as Hope approach­
from-the flag officer commanding the ed bis desk. He stared strangely, curi­
[HE LADY FROM THE SEA is the order
squadron
to the effect that a certain Con­ ously at the disordered visitor.
graphically appropriate tftle of this most federate privateer
called the Petrel was “I have come here twenty miles on a
fitting
out
in
Pamlico
sound for a dash to hurried order,” summarised Hope.
fascinating and interesting serial The sea, and that all the ships
of the squad­ He took a folded bit of paper from
story is from the pen of Cyrus Townsend ron were cautioned to look out
for her. his pocket.
“Do you know Warren? Warren, of
“Nice
notice
to
send
us,”
Brady, author of a number of works of Smith, who was the executive remarked
Vulcan Co.?” he added, inquiringly.
officer of the “Why—yes,”
admitted (be clerk,’ stand­
fiction that have received attention in the the
frigate, to the second lieutenant of ing up and rubbing
eyes.
the
ship.
“We
couldn’t
catch
her
with
best literary circles.
• thia old hooker if she were anchored. Oh, “Do you know his hts handwriting,
also?”
“I
think
I
do.”
why
don't
they
lay
up
this
tub
as
a
Ellen Smith, the heroine of the story,
or store ship somewhere and give "There’s a specimen of- It.”
is the daughter of a Confederate officer guardo
us a chance in a steamer?—something “Yea, ’tia,” slowly and wonderingly
nodded the clerk, as he perused a scrawl
guns?”
who owns a privateer, and the scene is that /This has was heels a as poser well for as the
“die delivery to bearer” of a
second lieu ordering
satchel in a certain closet In the
laid during the War of the Rebellion. Elen is atypical but
tenant. He did not attempt to answer It, certain
“Queer, to /end for his satchel
left Smith, who was enjoying a leis­ house.
that’s been here so long! I’ll get it for
southern girl—proud, self-reliant and daring. Thomas ure hour,
standing on the lee aide of the you,
deck staring over the rail at the “Be though.”
Beekman Smith is a naval officer of the Government, and quarter
sea and vacant sky to starboard. “E h !” speedy, then, and—careful.”
captures a blockade runner. They learn through a letter empty
Empty sea and vacant sky? Well, not “It
When there was nothing else to e?” might bold some of his goods—
found aboard the ship, the location of the privateer, and quite.
command his attention Smith could al­ “O h! dynamite? Yes, but be knows
ways see Ellen Jones in the ambient on enough to have It protected,” confident­
also capture that craft, with Ellen aboard.
horizon. He. was looking straight retorted the clerk.
Some very entertaining and interesting chapters are the
west. Beneath the sky line some fifty ly Gideon
into a chair, pretty well
miles away rose the low sands of Un­ exhausted. aank
devoted to life on the ocean and love-making later. Ellen chain
He felt a trifle grewsome as,
of islands that separated Pamlico bearing a dust-covered
the clerk
Abemarle sounds from the ocean. On reappeared. His band satchel,
appears to have betrayed Smith to the Confederates, and and
shook as be took
one
of
the
broad
estuaries
of
Pamlico
it Strange thrills ran through bis be­
be barely escapes death as a spy. Later still, her father sound stood the home of old Major Jones, ing.
A thousand deaths lurked in the lit­
Ellen's father. For aught Smith knew tle innocent
is made a prisoner on board a ship of the enemy. The the
object of his dreams was there. At be well kneyr. looking leather receptacle,
hot-headed southerner disowns his daughter, when she any rate, he did not know that she was He breathed more freely as he again
else, and he embodied her there reached the outer air. With the thought­
acknowledges her love for Smith, is set at liberty and the anywhere
without hesitation.
fulness of a true man he took the middle
discarded Ellen becomes the wife of the man she loves.
Major Jones was of somewhat humble of
the rpad, alone anxious for the nonce
English
birth.
As
a
child
he
had
come
the explosive far and quickly
This story is intense in its war flavor and original in to the United States with his elder broth­ in from getting
(he
proximity
of human beings.
er, a man of much shrewdness and mer­
its treatment of plot and incident The naval adventures cantile
ability. The elder Jones, who
CHAPTER X X III.
are thrilling and well depicted, and the serial will be recog- had settled in North Carolina, had amass­ At the edge
of the silent town Gideon
ed
a
considerable
fortune.
With
an
Eng­
n zed as a very superior war story.
Hope
paused.
should he do with
lishman’s love for position, he had suc­ (he dynamite to What
insure
its harmlessness,
ceeded in getting a commission in the
that he had it?—that was the ques­
army for Ellen's father. While Smith had now
CHAPTER i.
could have won Ellen Jonea for his wife, been stationed at the Brooklyn Navy tion.
He r&alled the explicit directions that
Romance, in books, in iswnatt'il al­ he would have been supremely happy as Yard and Ellen's father at Governor’s Warren
had given him: To sink it in
ways with the beautiful, generally with well as very fortunate. If Mias Jones had Island, the young people had met. Smith some
unfrequented
water course, and he
the beat. We go backward into the past no family to speak of, Mr. Smith had ab­ had loved madly. Ellen bad been deeply remembered he bad crossed
a bridge above
for a theme, since “ 'tig diatauc-* lends solutely none at all. He had been raised interested. Her father had been abso­
little stretm, about a mile from
enchantment to the Hew.” We fancy that —I use the word advisedly, it was more lutely opposed to Smith's wooing. He had a the winding
town.
the heart beats more warmly—certainly like raising then rearing—in an eleemosy­ sent him about bis business; his brother’s Toward
it Hope bent his course. He
more gracefully—beneath satin and lace nary institution—to wit, a public oVphan influence had been exerted, and the young had proceeded
a distance when a dull
than 'beneath calico and fustian; that the* Asylum. The superintendent of the in­ man had been ordered away on a three- sound
frew
into
augmenta­
love that quotes poetry is purer and more stitution, not being gifted with imagina­ years’. cruise in Asiatic waters, whence tive resonance and momentarily
distinctness.
admirable than that which through hard tion, had named him Smith. He had a he had just returned at the outbreak of Klappetty klop—klappetty kiop—klap-
* -f - ‘
necessity expresses itself ungrammatical­ regular list of names for the foundlings the war.
klop I
ly; that diamond-buckled shoes, capering which he bestowed upon his charges in Hie year before that Major Jones petty
In
the
moonlight be observed ap­
nimbly upon a carpet to the ‘'pleasing of unvarying succession, and Smith fell to brother had died, leaving him all his prop­ proaching soft
two horsemen. An instsnt
a lute,” carry a man whose ideals must the lot of this unfortunate. One of the erty in North Carolina. The Major had suspicion assailed
him. Suppose they were
inevitably transcend those of his lowly women attendants had further called him resigned his command and gone down to allies of the mismated
pair at the isolat­
brother who is upborne by the sabot or “Tommy” after her sweetheart. To iden­ live on his brother’s plantation, taking ed house, scouring the country
for him?
the brogan.
tify the little waif from the New York with him his daughter, his only child. “I’ll take no chances,” he decided
quiet­
It is a dictum that there is no romance streets and to differentiate’him from other Ellen, save for her inclination towards ly—“at least until the dynamite is dis­
among the common people. The hero and ‘Tom” Smiths, of whom there were not Smith, was still heart-whole and fancy- posed of.”
the heroine, in the novel, must be disso­ a few, the authorities had inserted a mid­ free. It is falsely urged that the absent So he drew aside into some bashes
ciated from real life by unusual qualities dle name. He had »been picked up in are always wrong. Someone has said that fringing the road. It was well that be
and characteristics, else no one w^l care Beekman street, and Jn the records his full a proverb is a lie or a platitude. In this did so. As the men passed him he was
for their story—so, at least, it.is imag­ name, therefore, ran this way, Thomas case the wise saw quoted above was both. positive be bad seen thqpi in the garden
If she bad been allowed free and unre­ of tbe private asylum—hired appendages
ined. Yet as the saddest tragedies are Beekman Smith.
those of the commonplace, so the finest He was an unusually bright boy and as stricted intercourse with the homely Mr. of that nefarious institution.
romances are those of the common people. homrly as they make them—freckled, red­ Thomas Beekman Smith. Ellen Jones As they rounded a curve in the road
have found it impossible to have
of view, Gideon resumed his way.
To pick, up at random any of the cur­ headed, and, for all his name, evidently of might
made him the object of her romance— out About
five minutes later, as he was
rent stories of the day is to find one evi­ Irish parentage. He was a jolly, cheerful, which
contrary to all the theories nearing tbe bridge, almost noiselessly a
dence of a concession to the supposed willing, hard-working little rat, however, stated is in going
the introduction! However that man mounted on a horse emerged from
popular yearning for the beautiful and who dearly loved a joke, yet who was as may be, severed
from him by the stern tbs thickets and nearly ran him down.
the unusual in the descriptions—and, eke, ambitious as a ward politician. The 'edict of a practical
parent, the interest He brought his animal to a sharp bait
superintendent
of
the
orphan
asylum
hap­
the names—of the puppets who give title
by the ardent wooing to which —he
stared hard at Hope. Piece by piece
to the story and strut through their brief pened to have a brother who was a cap­ engendered
bad. been subjected ripened into a he seemed-
inspecting his clothing as if
hours upon the written stage. With rare tain in the ynited States navy, one of the she
feeling. She grew to love the ab­ identifying him
description.
exceptions the heroines are beautiful in old-time, “1812,” sailing-frigate captains. deeper
sailor almost as the absent sailor Gideon stood from
his
ground.
Sdon he
person, cultivated in mind, ancient in The superintendent’s interest had been sent
her. For his sake she had refused started to move on.
family—Lady Clara Vere de Veres, in excited by young Smith. He had com­ loved
many offers of marriage which she had Click!
short; while the hero is no longer beau­ municated some of( this interest to his rceived
both from the army and from the “I want yon!” spoke (be horseman,
tiful, but he is strong, tall, brave, noble, brother, and—in short, at the age of surrounding
people of her North Carolina and he mow held a revolver in bis hand.
generous; and if dissipated, will ultimate­ eleven the boy went to sea as a captain’s home. It is not
only the superlative wom­ He tan bis borae fairly upon Hope,
servant.
ly reform. The names, as I have suggest­
have men at their feet, be it re­ leaned
and aimed a blow at him
ed above, of these godlike persons corre­ By and by old Commodore Bainboro, en'who
membered. The social position of the with tbe over,
weapon.
dodged. Then
spond, so far as names may—and they observing there was good stuff in the lad, Jones
family in proud, aristocratic tide­ he grappled with the Gideon
form
leaning
may to a grist degree, notwithstanding had him warranted a “reefer.” Smith water North
Carolina was only fair. Yet him. He felt a stinging pain in one toward
shoul­
Sbakspeare—to these attributes. They went through the usual course of the Major Jones had
his daughter was der—the firearm bad exploded.
fall trippingly from the tongue and linger young aspirant in those days. He served distinctly likable, money,
of young visitors But in wrato and strength he clung to
musically in the memory. Invention which creditably as a midshipman in the Mexi­ the plantation had and
not a few.
tbe fellow, dragged him from the stirrups,
might better be devoted to the story is can war, and thereafter, being still young Smith bad come back
from his Asiatic and
giving him a mighty fling, sent bis
wasted on a name that, like Wordsworth’s enough, sought and received permission cruise with a determination,
fruit of three
cracking acres« a mass of bowlders.
famous light, “neVer was on sea or land.” to go through the Naval Academy, from years of absence and repression,
!
The
satchel he had carried strapped
I have invented several myself, therefore which lie graduated in the class of ’52. Ellen and take her, willy nilly, to for seek
his across one
shoulder. As (be man lay
Behold'him in the fail of 1861 a full- own. The .War had interrupted all that.
i know!
senseless, Hope started again for the riv­
The heroine of the ensuing story is fledged lieutenant in the United States When he might see her now was a ques­ er.
He staggered. The horse, well train­
named Jones, the hero. Smith. These navy, still freckled-faced, still red-headed, tion.
(To be continued.)
ed, bad not moved sway. As he began
names have been selected deliberately - still homely, still fond of a jest, still
to experience a strange dissiness, Hope
That sets this romance at once apart from happy, and still ambitious—also in love.
palled himself into the saddle, hurried by
H
o
r
s
e
’
s
S
e
n
s
e
o
f
D
a
s
g
e
r
.
He
was
one
of
those
rare
mortals
who
all other stories that have ever been writ­
around the bend in the road.
ten. That it may live up to its uniquity can be happy, ambitious and in love at Tbat a horse has the Instincts of shouts
impending danger was demonstrated The two horsemen in advance had prob­
is the prayer of the writer. There must one and the same time.
of necessity be thousands of romances in The war between the States bad just the other afternoon when au animal Ite- ably beard toe shout, and were hurrying
the Smith and Jones families, there are begun. Opportunities for distinction longlng to M. D. Swisher, county road back.
so many of them—and they are not dying, would be many. That some of them should overseer, refused to act on the hit, ran «Up—on!” feebly ordered Gideon, bnt
but. on the contrary, are increasing at a fall to his lot and be embraced according­ up the mountainside and saved Its rider In sheer weakness be almost fell across
rapid rate! Cannot a Smith love as well ly was the determination of Smith. He from death In a cloudburst, says the the horse’s neck.
Then there seemed s lapse of sheer in­
as a Montmorenci? Is not the blood of owed everything to the United States, Cripple
Creek correspondent of the sensibility-
Again hia brain slightly
a Jones filled with the same passionate and was resolute to discharge some of the Denver News.
cleared, and he was conscious of being
obligations. Things did not look very
ichor as that of a Howard?
at first, however. Being with­ Swisher was riding along Box can­ borne at a plodding gait along a wildwood
Miss Jones—her first and only other promising
influence—for old Commodore Bain- yon, a narrow gulch, when the horse bridle path.
name was Ellen—was a yonng woman of out
was long since dead—the best as­ turned from the road, and paying no The steed must have taken a course out
no particular ancestry which need be boro
signment he could get for duty at the attention to the rider ran up the moun­ of range of the regular road and the pur­
dwelt opon. While it must be frankly ad­ outbreak
horsemen. Day waa breaking. Gid­
of the war was the old-fashioned
mitted that she was not strikingly beauti­
side and stopped on a ledge twenty suing
eon
knew
tbat the bullet wound in his
frigate St. Lawrence. Smith bad tain
ful. It may be affirmed with equal truth sailing
feet above. Swisher was mystified un­ «boulder was
accountable for the great
promptly applied for an appointment to til
that neither was she painfully homely. one
he
saw
water
about
eight
feet
deep
of the new steam sloops-of-war, but rushing down the canyon tearing up weakness that made him even forgetful
She was Just a tall, well-formed, healthy his application
bad been passed over and bushes and upending everything mov­ of the fateful burden of dynamite tbat
American girl, such as you meet with in he had been relegated
to his useless relic
be still carried.
plenty in any community in the land. Her of
able. The water was from a cloudburst He lapsed into renewed unconsciousness
the past.
hair was brown, her eyes were blue, her The
commander of the St. Lawrence about half a mile farther up the gulch —again revived.
cheeks were red, and her teeth were white was Commodore
Hiram Paulding, who and the horse had heard the noise of It was broad daylight now. The horse
—these are the usual colors, I believe.
waa browsing In a sort of garden. Near
been a midshipman In the War of the rushing water before the rider.
Her temper was quick; her disposition had
waa a house. Hope straightened np
cheerful, her soul honest—nor are these 1812 and commended for his gallant con­ Half a mile of the Box canyon road
qualities at all uncommon. She bad been duct while executive officer of the Ticon- lending to Florissant was washed oat in the saddle, tried to rally bia confused
reasonably well educated for the period deroga at the battle of Lake Champlain. and bridges carrled away. Swisher re­ faculties.
his eyes toward the building.
in which she lived, and in addition to The veteran also chafed at his relegation mained on the mountain side for an All He its lifted
windows were closely shattered
what die had learned at the “Female to the St. lAwrence, but there was no hour
be considered It safe to re­ bat one. Tbat was on toe second floor,
Academy” she could sing a song, make a present help for it. In modem times be enter before
the canyon.
and barred.
dress or cook a dinner—happily, ability would have been retired long since, so he
There his glance was riveted. Was It
of this sort is not rare. There was noth might perhaps consider himself lucky at
delirium, fancy? Foj the roseat« dawn
f e s i p a s l o i i k l s B a rred ,
Ing extraordinary about her from any being given any command at all.
point of view. Thousands of women like As I have said, the war had just begun. “ ’Rastas,” said the man who gives illumined a figure, wonder eyed, gasing
that—Smiths, Joneses, Browns, etc.—are Blockade-running was in Its Infancy. Pri­ advice, “If yoa want to prosper In this down at him.
being loved, wooed and married every vateering In behalf of the Confederates world yoa must go to bed with the O W n I
day; and the future of (he country de­ was, however, beginning vigorously. Had chickens.”
CHAPTER XXIY.
pends upon the steady continuance of a it not been nipped in the bud by the “Yasslr,” answered Mr. Pinkley. “Us
prompt efforts of the Federal cruisers it
D ili bad happened: The horse that
supply adequate to meet the demand.
As far Smith, the hero of this vers might have done enough damage to have willin' to go to bed wlf ’em. Bat ds had safely borne Gideon Hope to this
cions tale, his first name was Thomas rendered unnecessary the appearance of folks dat owns chickens aln* sufficient­ unlooked-for destination belonged, as ho
ted Inferred, to the stables of too no-
Intimately abbreviated to Tom. If ho (be Alabama later on. The United States ly trustful.”—Washington Stag.
The Lady from
the Sea-
J¡
■
m
u o
j
l
Á Political Vendetta
of the'tree«, a check in birdsong and la-
wet jvhirr—«11 caused by a harsh, cut­
ting crash I t some near distance.
« * • « • • •
Upon th« topmost branch of a lofty elm
a robin had built her nest.
As day broke, ahs faced the sun, and
began, firat, her faint, twittering note,
then n flow, low trill, and finally her
full bunt of giorloug song.
A man daahlng through the brash, hat-
leas, pale, yet eager, bearing n satchel in
hia hand, looked up and echoed the exult­
ant note, and laughed gayly, triumphant­
ly-
It waa Percy Kane. He had «neaped,
had been forced to abandon th« thought
of taking Claire away with him, but had
he not in tbe satchel the other half of
the severed bank notes? Yea! hia folly
led him to believe. He waa rich, and
the money waa tbe main thing, after all.
As he hoped, planned, anticipated n
new futun in aome new field, tout equip­
ped with a princely fortune, he grew half
wild with reckless delight.
He waved the satchel caressingly, be
plunged on. Soon be came to a break in
the landscape. Fair valleys, t radiant,
fertile expanse, spread out—the world lay
all before him!
“The final hour!’ he exulted—"and I
am toe victor!”
the hour i)at) come—but not of
victory, of doom, inateod—the hour of
ripening dynamite! Retribution and total
extinguishment 1
He knew no shock or pain—simply a
flashing dissolution. The dynamite had
exploded, and be waa bletted out. *
One last act of justice tbe woman,
Elita, performed ere with her unfortu­
nate father, toe disappeared from tha
scene of her recent endeavor«, never to
be seen'there again. She gave to Gideon
Hope some secret papers of her dead hus­
band, proving his connection with th«
murder of Everett Hope, and the base
swindles that had been perpetrated
against Albert Tremaine, thus insuring a
return of a portion of hia lost fortune.
Warren, of the Vulcan Co., was re­
leased from the asylum. Hope saw to It
that Kane's accomplices were punished.
Fate had been more powerful in bring­
ing about the unmasking and destruction
of the guilty than his own fondly cher­
ished plans, but tbe recompense waa of
justice, and be was content.
To hia country, to bis political aspira­
tions, he bade a final adieu.
He had love now to live for—love (hat
had never faltered, though well nigh sac­
rificed—and, away from the scenes where
its first inception bad been harsh and
painful, and might prove haunting, be
and Claire sought mutual forgetfulness
of the past and unalloyed joy for tha
future.
(The End.)
TEACHnra"iiY M ovnroT p ic t u r e s .
Eluded haunt where hia pursuit by Elite’s
allies bad begun.
Apparently tbe animal had made fre­
quent journeys between the two places,
and Insteqd of returning home, had come
hither, with Hope a helpless burden
across the saddle.
The truth, the fortune of this climax
burst over the man’s soul with ardor. Not
only had he escaped his enemies, but be
had found Claire!
Instantly weakness, bis Injuries, his
confusion, were forgotten, obliterated. To
that glorious face marvelingly looking
down at him he raised bis glance, full of
fervor and love.
“Claii*—Miss Tremaine!” he breathed,
and slipped from the saddle. As he did
so, unheeded toe satchel of dynamite
dropped from his shoulder to bis feet.
But Hope noticed ft not, for the moment
absorbed in contemplation of toe begin­
ning and the end of all the present mo­
tives of bis life.
“It is yon! It Is you!” slowly, dubi­
ously murmured Claire, an eager light in
her beautiful eyes, her pale face working
with intense emotion. *
“And you—a prisoner!” cried Hope,
rousing up.
“Yes, for a long time. Since toe night
I was taken away to marry the man you
bade me obey.”
“Who is in this house now?”
“I. aloné,” explained Claire. “A wom­
an has been in charge, but she went away
last evening, leaving me securely locked
in. She will soon return.”
“Why did you not try to escape------”
began Hope.
“Because they have led me to believe
you desired that I remain here.”
“W alt!”-------------- t --------------------------
Gideon Hope flashed from the spot.
Soon he was at the front door. With
a great billet ef wood he dashed it from
place. Up a stairway he made advance,
and before bis irresistible assaults door
after door gave way.
Pale, excited, apprehensive, the fair
captive waa brought out into the garden.
“Listen." spoke Hope, all thought and
action: “You are trembling, weak, ex­
cited. There is much to dp, and no time
for immediate explanations. Let me lift
yon to tbe saddle. Ride to tbe nearest I s r g t c s l O p e r a t io n s • ■ « B e
town, and await my coming.” ' *
D is e a s e s B e f o r e I k s C a m e r a .
“But you?” faltered Claire, and there
of the new uses to which mov­
was no mistaking the tender light tbat ing One pictures
are put is teaching* and
shone from h er. anxious eyes upon the
man ahe bad learned to obey so implicitly at least one house dealing In flints pub­
lishes a list of some hundreds Intended
and love so‘devotedly.
“I will remain here for s time. I have •or classroom use, says the New York
something to do,” answered Hope serf 8un.
'
ously.
Most
peculiar
of all are tbe pictures
There was the dynamite to dispose of. -of operations Intended for display In
And then, too, he had resolved to con­ hospitals and medical colleges. In fact.
front Claire’s jailer when she returned, It la explicitly stated that medical and
and force from her lips a confession tbat surgical
films are restricted to exhibi­
would enable him to intelligently proceed tion before
such Institutions and can­
about a raid upon tbe inmates of tbat
other isolated bouse which harbored the not be leased except under strict guar­
antees tbat their use will be so limited.
Kanes and their infamous associates.
“I will do as you say,” assented Clair*, Perhaps, however, the general public
and moved toward tbe grasing horse.
would not care to alt through a vaude­
“But—wait,” interrupted Hope again. ville show and at the end as the houas
He had brought her (rom the house with­
darkened read In letters of light
out any head covering or wraps. Now was
upon
tbe screen: "Removal of a myx­
he explained and left her aide momentar­ omatous
tumor of the thigh,” or "Extir­
ily.
He was not gone two minutes, and re­ pation of a bilateral exopthalmlc
turning with the articles he had gone for, goitre.”
he cleared tbe staircase four steps at a The catalogue, which describes these
time, as s shriek from the outside warned films and which promises many mors
him of some peril or alarm on the part than are contained in tbe issue for this
of Claire.
year, describes them In great detail.
When he came around to the side of tbe One
consists of half s dozen oper­
house the horse had stampeded into an ations series
all
of tbe same general nature,
adjoining field. Upon toe green sward the “Extirpation
of encapsuled tumors,”
where Hope bad left her was Claire, in a
and In all more than one-fifth of a mile
dead faint.
No other person was In view. What of film to needed.
had happened? Qnickly Hope lifted her Surgery to not alone tn being thua
head- in his arms, and murmured his anx­ Illustrated. Medicine has Its pictures,
iety and solicitude into her white, pulse­ more particularly to Illustrate the dis­
less face.
In which there Is a characteristic
Thus several minutes went by, nntil at eases
walk.
Various forms of paralysis
length her eyes opened. She shrieked. where the
diagnosis is dependent on the
“Where is he?” she cried, with a fright­
gait
are
shown
In detail. Tbe pictures
ened start.
of such a disease as paralysis agitans
“Whom?” inquired Hope quickly.
show the characteristic rigidity of tha
“That man 1”
“You mean?------”
body wben tbe sufferer is walking and
“Kane.”
of
tbe face muscles when talking.
“He was here!” exclaimed Hope, la An unusual series Illustrates the ef­
absolute amazement.
of - beri beri on the natives of
“Yes 1” she panted, looking about her, fect
Borne?).
all in a tremble.
|
Moving pictures also have their usa
“When?”
“While you were gone.” She clung to In solving problems of agriculture and
him hysterically. “Ob, Mr. Hopei” ahe public health. The dealers In films an­
cried, “protect me from him if be cornea nounce that by a process which they
again------”
describe as mlcro-klnematography they
“Do not fear for that,” assured Hope. can show the typhoid bacilli magnified
“You are certain it was Kane?”
diameters In all stages of growth
Flutteringly Claire related a singular 850
and
movement Similarly the circula­
story. Hope had no sooner gone into the tion of
In the web of a frog’s foot
house than Kane had appeared. Wild is shown blood
and the movement of tha
faced, hia garments disordered, a broken
chain dangling from one wrist, he bad cblorophyi or green coloring bodies in
tbe leaf.
buret upon her appalled view.
He had sprang to her side, seised her The possibility of teaching geography
arm, in hnrrled accents announced that In this way to easily understood and
toe must at once accompany him in flight the motion pictures camera has Invaded
It was his desire—Gideon Hope’s com­ most parts of the civilized world. Even
mand.
religious field to not neglected and
8h# had straggled. He sought to drag the
tha
attention of Sunday schools and
her from the spot. Something he caught missionary
societies Is called to such
from her incoherent words, that she dis­
believed and disregarded him, that Hope subjects as “open air Bible class In
was even now in the house, that the India,” conducted by native evangelists
horse, the satdhel, he bad brought hither. or “outcasts of /India; Procession of
“I called for help,” narrated Claire. men, women and children who have
“Suddenly Kane’s eyes flared with a embraced the Christian religion.”
strange, eager light. He sprang toward Zoology offers a list of subjects that
the satchel, saying: This is Hope’s?
to charm any child Into forget­
Then it contains the money! If you will ought
tbat he to learning. The subjects
not go with me, at least I have the for­ ting
range from polar bear flfhing to camels
tune.' Then I fainted away.’
“The dolt—toe victim 1 That satchel crossing the desert. Very many of these
pictures have been made In the famous
contain«------”
Hope was Interrupted. A flying horse­ wild animal park of Carl Hagenbeck
woman came up the road. It waa Elite. near Hamburg.
“You here!” «be cried, facing Hope,
microscopic picture soma 000
“and yon free?” «he «hooted at Olalro. feet Of Is the devoted
to the one subject off
“Has he been here?” ahe demanded.
“Ilfs In a water butt,” with a cheerful
“Yonr husband?’ «aid Hop«.
collection of views of such creatures aa
“Ye«—what i« that!”
What, Indeed I A strange breath, aa msgatherium bacilli and paramsdnaa
of Baton gasping, a flatter of toa toan« oi a swarm of watar Ossa.