Tl fl) HS DA Y JULY 21. I»37
TUB SPRINGFIELD NEWS
PACK SIX
About y o u f
Bound to the North H ealth
hing» You Should Koo
B y Harold MacGrath
C H A F T C R X II.
Lowell waa appalled at the »witt-
aoaa of Kennedy's deduction. He
stared aervoaxly over the gray man's
heact at Armitage Armitage se em e d
cool enough, hut as a matter o f tart
he waa iu the clutch of a mild form
af hypnotism..
"Well. Pm waiting." said Kennedy.
•Which of you took Jeanne Beaufort
awwy from ma?"
"Kennedy," returned Lowell. **we
admit you to be the shepherd of this
flock; but som etim es you go a little
too far Wa re not under your orders,
you know. And yet you storm into
this room and demand—as If you had
authority!—to know who snatched
Jeanne Beaufort out o f your claw»
She came Into the city, at the risk of
her life, for no other purpose than to
ask me the name of the man who mar
ried her. I refushed, but 1 gave her
twelve hours In which to leave the
aity. I consider that I acted as a
gentleman and with honor, military or
glvIL whichever you wilt."
"I too " said Armitage
Kennedy, choked with insane rage,
whirled upon Armitage. '•You -were the
man?"
“Yes. And I would do the same
thing over and over, as many times as
you contrived to catch her Is that
frank enough?" Armitage got up.
throwing off hit dressing gown "Let
ns have the truth while we're about
ft. What is the North or South to me.
so long as I lore Jeanne Beaufort?"
None of them could ever recollect
how it started, that terrlfflc contest
which carried all three of them here
and there about the room, toppling
ch ain , banging Into bookcases, »urg
ing Into corners, two against one. the
two oddly enough, fighting desperately
for their Uvea.
At length, bruised, panting and dis
heveled. they drew back from this
Hercules
The battle came to Its
end quite as abruptly as It had begun
Kennedy staggered over to a chair
and fell into It. covered his face with
his hands—and wept'
,
of water
"Kennedy**' said Armitage.
where the
"Yes. son! I—I guess I'm quite mad.
ft came over me w ith a rush . . . . I
had to do It . . . . Quite mad!" Kennedy
dropped him hands from his face. "1
might have killed you both. I'm sorry
but I couldn't help it. I'd better be
getting along"—dixxy
“Drink this sherry," said Lowell.
Kennedy drank it and rose Then
he picked up his hat and left the room
without turning his head.
On a certain spring morning. Mor
gan rode madly along the pike toward
the Beufort plantation. He did not stop
until he reached the commanding of- I
fleer's ten t
"General." he said. "I have to report 1'
that the Yankees, ten thousand strong. I
are within an hour’s march, perhaps
less Their cavalry will be on us In i
half that time Their object is to out- I
flank us and cut us off from joining .
Lee.”
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"Five or six miles away?" cried the I
General, astonished. "I received in- <
formation last night that the Yankees i
were still in camp, thirty miles away." I
"They have marched all night, sir 1
1 know—because I marched with them, t
I got away by the barest ch an ce." said
Morgan. Indicating his forehead.
*1
could not cut for it any sooner. I've
been inside their lines for three days. I brick and mortar came pllng Into the
I was discovered by a man named fireolace.
A shell had struck the
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chimney.
"So you wouldn't run away? That's
like you!" Morgan laughed sardonical.
"Were beaten! But what of that,
awwiotheart? While there's life there t
hope!" He laughed again
In the fare of thia new danger Jean-
* ne forgot all about that outside. The
1 man was battel-mad, shorn of ctvttlga-
** tlon's veneer, rtckleas and primordial.
"Henry Morgan—“
* ' Yea, I understand. You've foun t
out the truth. Yes. I was there In
1 Richmond that night. I was one of the
1 eleven. Can't you guess which one?
What then?"
He walked over Io her. She stepped
behind the table. She was unarmed;
1 and she was no longer without fear
1 "Do you know why I am here. Jean
ne? Have 1 not told you a thousand
times that you were mine, mine* Bah!
l.et the fools cut each other's
throats; you and 1 will begin the
honeytnooa!"
He threw out his hand unexpected
I ly and caught her by the wrist, drag-
glnq her from behind the table. "It
I Is I, sw eet wife. I, Henry Morgan'
l Homo sum: I am the man!"
She struggled fiercely to release her
w rlsl—and saw the symbol on the
man's forearm'
i Outside were blue-clad figures, them
one she knew.
Morran was pressing her head back
to kiss her lips when she screamed
"John. John!"
Armitage came in through the ,
broken window, grim and disheveled, j
It took him but an Instant to under
stand. He seised Morgan und flung
him against the wall. Jeanne ran
back of the table again, bar eyes wld«
with terror.
"You?" cried Morgan, running his
tongue over his Ups
•
"Yes. Defend yourself. I'm going
to kill yon, Morgan!"
The two men stared at each other
> with death in their glances.
Armitage was first to move. He
I suddenly realised, as doubt! ss Mor-
j gan had. that there could be no true
satisfaction in steel; he wanted to
tear and rend and break yonder man
with his two bare hands
And this
I desire became registered In his face,
now no more agreeable to look at
than Morgan's.
Jeanne felt som ething vaguely prl-
- mordlal stir in her heart. She knew i
They were going to fight for her; '
and the victor should sling her over j
his shoulder and make off with her— ;
that Is, If she could find no means of
i defending herself.
The terror In her face resolved It-.
! self into something akin to eagerness
She dropped her hands from her ,
cheeks and caught hold of the edge |
of the table.
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Armttage's blade roae and fell vio
lently but without gaining any advan
tage. Morgan was quite his equal. If ,
not his master, with the sabre.
They pushed each other backward ,
and forward.
Arniltge wanted his | (
man with his back to the fireplace. , i
Morgan was maneuvering to crowd |
Armitage against the table behind
which Jeanne stood.
"The bricks!" cried Jeanne. "Push ' ,
him back!”
j1
She was without mercy; she wanted ,
Morgan to die.
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"Thanks sw eetheart!” said Morgan. |
His fury, roused to Its highest pitch
b7 the sound of Jeanne’s voice and
Its significance, leaped beyond the ,
bounds of caution. For a few mo- ,
m ints Armitage was hard put to It to j t
save himself. He felt his legs touch )
a chair. He kicked backward. The j
H o t W e a th e r H in ts
Assuming that there will he
some hot weather this summer, it
behooves the "fats" as well as the
“leans" to gst all the comfort out
of it that is possible. Perspiration,
a most valuable process, should
not be arrested, but its discom
forts should ba dealt with mtelli
gently, if it becomes disagreeable.
Li^ht, airy clothing it indiapensa-
ble; it permiti free access of air to
the person, which is effectual in
carrying away excess m oisluit.
Some people have sweat-glands
that are excessively active, especi
ally the fat bodies with nervous
temperaments—these may attempt
to limit skin-drainage, by main
taining more free action of bowels
and kidneys. It It not always ad
visable to cut down water-drinking
in hot weather, unless it bs the
intake of ice-waler, which for
many reasons is not good for the
human system. Neither should
plenty of exercise be neglected; ex
ercise and plenty of good, cool
water, are among the best con-
servers of health
If your perspiration has a very
offrntive odor, your elimination by
bowels aqd kidneys is insufficient,
lessen yonr dietary of animal and
saccharine foods.
Locally, bathing, especially the
cool shower is ionic; the coarse
dry tow el is a faithful ally. Many
powders are used for dusting re
mote surfaces; know thr quality of
the stuff you buy.
If the skin
prestnts a "greasy" surface, the
stearate of siac is exetilent—may
he used freely without danger .<1
poisoning m any way. The only
precaution to he observed, ne. i
dust baby so that he inhales tlir
powder—and this applies to any
dustiag-powder on the market
The stearate of sine is a good face-
powder after shaving, especially il
the cuticle is oily in appearance
Borated powders are very usefol
on irritable skins, and, entirely
harmless
No dusting compound
should contain lead, d
W hat» til« North or Iha South to you bad paaaixl out Into lliu quitti Harbor
lit Ktarnlly.
or rattT"
Tho Bad.
“8o»l"
Parson Kennedy lurched In through
the ahatlareU Fr«Uih window lie was
a grisly object covered sith wounds
and the ureeiilsh ixllor on hts un
shaven face foretold that he »tool on
the Brink.
"Jeanne Beaufort—"
The Morning
•'Kennedy!** Armllage ran toward
A fter
the gray man. but Ksunady waved
him aside.
Vau Mavtt Tikttn
*'l am dying!** A strange gentlenes i
formed about his mouth and eyes
"Jeanna Beaufort, forgive! I who once
preached of the I si mb. have lived as
Ihe Wolf
Christ sa d 'Forgive
them, for they know not what they
do.* And I—have not always known
what I did! . . . . Ikmr child!" He
beckoned Io Jeanne, then to Armllage
••Kneel, children God has given you
love; I will fllve you benediction
Kneel!"
Wonderlnglv the two knell
Arm!
lace had never seen Kennedy's fare
O R D E R L IE S
like this; never hail there been that
you will feel blight and
benign note In his voice Jeanne drop
remain fit all day.
ped to her knees 'n n blind wonder.
The idiaaaiit tautlng and
“Jeanne Beaufort, the man you mar
•ffectlnve laxative, that la
ril'd Is dead
No. not Morgan,“- u s
gi-nlle In nello« and abso
Jeanne mechanically turned her head
toward tho quiet form by the table
lutely safe
Never nreeaaary to In
"It sna Armstrong, the man who died
In your garden
l*reaenlly dial will
crease the doae.
judge tia both together,"
Kennedy atrelched out hla hands,
BO TTLK OF IM
one upon esch head Prom the gray
The Fam ily Sue
ntan'a lips came with Incredible even
ness of tone the marriage ritual
When the last word was spoken,
there came a deep susplratlon The
hands slipped limply to his km*«s
Both Jeanne and Artultage looked up
quickly.
Parson John Kennedy's stormy soul
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