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The Ward of King Canute
A Romance of ihe Danish Conquest.
By OTTILIE A. IILIENC8ANTZ. ut>ior ol The Thrall ol HH the Lucky.
CHAPTER XVII.
A Royal Reckoning.
Whether from policy or necessity.
(ho guest-house of Gloucester Abbey
was 6urrendered to tho royal ^ band
v,4th open-armed hospitality. Now u
tournament ot games In the rlvemldo
meadows took up the day. cow a pa*
fteant up the river Itself; again, a
ride with the hawks or a run after
♦he hounds—and the nights were one
long revel.
Voices and horns mnde a Joyous up-
roar when the Kirg led forth his lady
'and her fair following; and ho smiled
with pleasure at the welcome anil the
picturesque beauty of the gay throng
between the gray old walla.
"Now Lot, could I oome upon a bet-
ter sight if I were the King of a bun-
idred islands?" ho demanded of Elf-
giva.
But he did not wait for her answer;
Instead, he stepped forward as thoush
to avoid it and put a question to one |
of bis huntsmen. And his wife turned I
and spoke sharply to the ulond maid-
en behind her, whose more than usual
'fairness had given her the name of
Candida, or "the white one."
"Where is Randalin? I sent tho
garments to her an hour ago. She
stands in need of a taste of Teboen s
rod to teach her promptness."
Little Dearwyn, watching the door-
way with fluttering color, cried out
eagerly, "Hero she Is, lady!"
There she was, in truth, standing
on the threshold with crimson cheeks
end flashing eyes. At the sight of her
every huntsman uttered n whlstlo of
amazement, then settled Into un nd-
miring stare; and Canute, glancing
,.ver his shoulder, laughed outright.
"What!" he said. "Have you tired
of woman's clothes already?"
For. once more, Frode's daughter
I will give your Valkyrla a steed that
suall match her appearance." Ail
vancing again, he spoke to a groom:
and the signal set the whole party in
motion.
Kandalin heard his words, but at
the moment she was too deep in angr>
embarrassment to heed them. It
beemed to her that evt ry eye In the
tlining was fastened upon-her as she
walked forward, that every moutl
liuzzed comment behind her. It was
not until she was in the saddle that
1:1s Intention reached her understand
inK. „ .
The powerful black charger, which
a groom led toward her, had beer
pawing and arching his glossy neck
impatiently since the first horn sel
l is blood-drops dancing; at tho touch
o#.er foot upon fhe stirrup, he snort-
ed with satisfaction through his wide
daring >strils and would have leaped
forward Uko a stono from a sling, if
tho man hail not hung himself upon
tho bit. The girl awoke to surprire
as she barely managed to roach her
I seat, by the most agile of springs.
I "This Is not the horse I ride, Dudda!
He must belong to one of the nobles."
"lie Is—tho horse—that King Can-
uto said—you Bhould take," the man
I anted, ns he struggled to keep his
footing. "He said to fetch—Praise
Cdin!" For at that moment. Canute's
silver horn gave the signal, and he
was free to leap aside.
Elfglva, looking back at this mo-
ment, singled her out with a rippling
laugh.
"By the blessed Ethelberga, you
have a horse in all respects befitting
your spirit, my shield-maiden! I hope
il is not the King's intention to pun-
ish you by frightening you."
Could it be possible that he should
rtoop to so unworthy an action, the
jrirl asked herself? And yet it was
as understandable as nny of his be
was attired in a man's short tunic and . —
long silken hose. It was a suit much havior during the last fortnight. Sud
richer than tho old one, since silver r.enly it seemed that a hand had awak-
:he tnrseman who was frt now
tretching hit gauntletcd hnrd toward
.er rein was tho King Tilmsolf. No
lie followed, and the forest around
them was silent as a vault. At last,
tie was free to speak his mind.
Under the drag of his hand, the
iiorse came slowly to a halt and stood
nantlcg and trembling in the middle
of a little dell. >
Still holding her rein, her royal
mardiar sat regarding her critically.
' Now It seems to me that your boast-
ing Is less than before," he said.
•And you were mistaken In supposing
that I would have given this animal
to you if I had not known you could
ride him." When she made no reply,
'^o shook the rein impatiently. "Is it
still the horse that makes you hoavy
n your breathing? Or perhaps you
scarcely dare to face my justice? I
warn you that I shall not take it well
*f you begin to weep."
A spark was drawn out of her by
that. With an effort, she raised her
head and shot him a glance from
!>rlght angry eyes. "No such Inten-
tion have I, Lord King. Certainly I
lo not fear your justice. Why should j
IV
"Since I have little time to spend I
upon your freaks, I will tell you why,"i
he said sternly. "Because you have |
betrayed one of my people for the
siako of an Englishman."
With surprise, her glance wavered.]
"1 did not know you knew that," she j
said slowly. But, as he expected her i
to droop, she bristled instead. "If j
Hothgar Lodbroksson thinks he should
have indemnity because he was too |
stupid to see through a trick, let him j
havo Avalcomb, when you get it back
from the English, and feel that he has
got more than he deserves; but your
angor—" sho broko off abruptly and
sat with her lips pressed tight as
tbongn keeping back a sob. "In the
beginning, I got great kindness at
vour hands, Lord King," she said at
last, "and your anger—hurts me!"
On the point of softening, the King's
face hardened, and ho averted his
head. "You value my favor rather
late In the day, Frode's daughter. It
would have been better If you had
shown honor to it when you came in
to me at Scoerstan, by giving me truth
ir. return for friendship."
"Lord King, I was hindered by ne-
cessity. Your camp—was it a place
for women? And did not your own
mouth tell me that Randalin, Frode's
daughter, should wed the son of Lod-
brok !f she were alive?"
lie struck his knee a ringing slap.
I confess that it is not easy to be a
match for you! If you had kept your
confidence from all It might havo
"I
/MNO „
muuny
Jack's Fatal Oversight.
like you well enough, Mr. Ux-
oial," said the perplexed young wom-
an; "or, at least, I'm not sure I like
you a3 well as I do Jack Cawdrey.
1K> says he thinks of me 365 days in
the year."
"He wants one day off every four
< ears, does he?" exclaimed young Ux-
mal, with indignant scorn. "That
kind of devotion doesn't commend
Itself to you, does it, Clarice?"
Jack's doom was sealed from that
n oment.
Headlight.
Philanthropy Is Rewarded.
A stock broker whe v as on his way
tho city observed that one of his
fellow-passengers in the car was
losely regarding him. After a time
tte man looked over and asked:
"Didn't I see you In 'Frisco in 1890?"
Tho broker wasn't In Frisco In that
vear, but thinking humor the
stranger, he replied in the affirmative.
Don't you remember handing a
>oor, shivering wretch a dollar one
night outside a hotel?"
"I do."
"Well, I'm the chap, was hart up,
out of work, and about to commit
suicide. That money made a new
man of me. By one lucky speculation
and another I am now worth $25,000."
Ah! Glad to hear it."
And now I want you to tako $5 In
place of that dollar. I cannot feel
easy until the debt Is paid."
The broker protested and objected
■but finally, just to humor the man,
he took the $10 bill offered him
and returned the $5 change. The
stranger soon left the car, and every-
thing might havo ended then and
there If the broker, on reaching the
office, hadn't ascertained that the 510
was a counterfeit and that ho was $5
out of pocket.
EdytVe—How sweet the moon Is
Why do you start so, Willie, when you
look nt it?
Willie—Fr—why. you see. I've been
knocked over by automobiles several
times.
But he continued to forge ahead like a race horse.
embroidery banded the blue, anil pre- I ercd the Viking blood which slntn
clous furs lined the cloak; but that
tact was evidently of little comfort
to her, as her eyes were full of angry
tears, and she deigned the King no an-
ewer whatever.
"1 am obliged to pay dearly for your
amusement, lady," sho said bitterly.
Elfglva chimed her bell-like laugh-
ter. "I will not deny that yon pay
liberally for my trouble, sweet. Does
it rot add spice to her stories, maid-
ens to see her habited thus? Sho
looks like one of the fairy lords Te-
boen is wont to sing of."
"She holds her head like Emma of
Normandy." the King said absently.
In wide-eyed surprise. Elfgiva
looked up at him. "Ethelred's widow?
Never did I hear that you had seen
her! When saw you her? And
where?
Canute stirred uneasily. "It Is not
■worth a hearing. I spoke but a few-
words with her, about ransoms, the
time that I sat before Ixl mi on. And I
remember only that her bearing was
r.oblo and her countenance most hand-
some. such as I had never seen before,
ror did I think that there could be
nny woman so queenllke." Because
he did not choose to say more, or be-
cause some wrinkle in Elfgiva's satin
brow warned him off. he turned hastily
to another topic. "Foolishly do we
linger, when we have none too much
time to get to covert. Do you still
want your way about accompanying
,is? I have warned you that a boar
hunt Is littlo like hawking; nor do
Northmen stand in one spot and wait
for game to come to them. Call it a
ride, if you will, but leave the boar j hair's breadth
out for reason's sake, as he would
leave us out ere wo were so much as
<.n his track."
As one casts aside an ill-fitting
giove she threw aside her pouts, look-
in" at him with a flash of dainty mim-
icry "Hear the fiery Thar! Take
luitico that I shall bear all down be-
fore me like a mail mowing ripe corn.
You cannot guess how much warlike-
rets I have caught- from my Valky-
ria." She glanced back where. the
girl In the short tunic stood drawing
on her gloves, a picture of stormy
beauty. , „ .
Amused, the King's eyes followed
hers then lighted with sudden r>ur-
"Vs you will," Ue laughed, "uud
In Early Days.
Capt. Kldd had just lowered a chest
of treasures into the sea, after care-
fully charting the spot.
"I suppose." he mused, as he
watched the bubbles rise and float
upon the water, "I suppose that one
of those corporation pirates would
call that my sinking fund."
Thoso who heard him afterward
claimed that the captain was one of
the pioneers in the watered capita)
game.
Wrong Remedy
"Is It true," asked the caller, "that
your husband ordered Dr. Smoother
out of the house?"
"Yes. Poor Jack had been carrying
the baby all night and every night for
=--- a week, and was run down to
passed for discreetness, but that you j thread. I called the doctor, and he
. i. . i.1 J T..1. «t.nt V r mnof tnlro PYPI%
should keep It from mo to give It to
an Englishman—"
But I did not give It to the Eng-
lishman," she interrupted.
For an instant he stared at her; di-
told Jack that he must take
else."—Detroit Free Press.
Mexico's Water Power.
Of the great abundance of water
power with which Mexico Is supplied,
it is estimated that not more than
250,000 horsepower is being utilized
or is In course of development at the
present time. The potential horse-
power hts never been estimated witV
any degree of accuracy.
Smallest Made Screws.
The smallest screws made are for
the fourth jewel wheel of a watch. A
lady's thimble will hold 100,000 of
them.
Calumet
Baking
Powder
complies with
the pure food
laws of all
states. Food
prepared with
it is free from
Rochelle salts,
lime, alum
and ammonia.
"Years'
Giles—Yes; the author was an old
schoolmate of mine.
Miles—Indeed! Where is he now?
Giles—He died at the age of thirty
Beven."
Failed to Make Good.
— Miles—Did you ever read that won-
rectly nftei he burst into a loud laugh, derftil bopk, "How to live a Hundred
"Now that is the best thing that has
occurred yet! \Y litre you cannot
crawl through, you break through!"
Dropping his derision he spoke blunt-
ly: "What reason In the world could
cause you to behave thus if it is not
that he is your lover?"
The color gathered and spread over
her face in maiden shame, until her
tunic became the cruelest of mock-
eries.
"Pl ort is the reason to tell, Lord
King," she said, "it is because I love
him." As he sat regarding her, she
put out her hand and played with a yet.
tendril of wild grapevine that hung
from the tree beside her, her eyes
following her fingers. "I do not know
wtiv I should be ashamed of the state
Kentucky Man's Du'iy.
Jamboree, ICy., August 29 (Special).
—After suffering for years with pain
In the back Mr. J. M. Coleman, a well
known citizen of this place, has found
a complete cure in Dodd's Kidney
Pills. Knowing how genera! this dis-
ease is all over tho country, Mr. Cole-
man feels it is his duty to make his
experience public for the benefit of
other sufferers.
"I want to recommend Dodd's Kid-
ney Pills to everybody who has pain
in the back," Mr. Coleman says. "I
suffered for years with my back,
used Dodd's Kidney Pills and I have
not felt a pain since. My little girl
too complained of her back and she
used about half a box of Dodd's Kid-
ney Pills and she is sound ar.d well."
Backache is Kidney Ache. Dodd's
Kidney Pills are a sure cure for all
Kidney Aches, Including Rheuma-
tism.
Safe for a While.
"It's funny," said the sick man's
rife, "but the doctor says he ifcisn't
discovered yet what's tho matter with
you."
"Thank heaven!" exclaimed the
sick man, "then I'm safe for a whil«
lpred in her veins; It fired her cheeks
and flashed from under her lashes.
Sho answered clearly, "I hope it Is
not, lady—for he would experience dis-
appointment."
From all sides laughter went up;
hut there was no time for more, for
now a hunter—one of the men who
bad brought news of the lair—galloped
up, dust-choked and breathless.
"Ho has broken cover, King!" he
prasped. "He is moving windward—
iocse tho hounds—or—you will—miss
him—"
Canute's horn was at his Hps before
the last broken phrase was out. "For-
ward!" ho shouted with a blast. "The
hounds, and forward!" A whirlwind
seemed to strike the ambling train
and sweep them over the ground like
autumn leaves.
At the first call of the horn. Black
Vmer had taken the bronze bit be-
tween his teeth and followed, and his
rider's one concern in life became—
rot the guiding of him—but the stay-
ing on. Far ahead, where the little
valley ended and tho wood began
«gain. she caught a fleeting glimpse
of the boar as it burst covert with
the yclpiug pack at its heels and was
for one instant revealed, snarling,
1 are-tusked, and flecked with bloody
foam. Then it dived again under cov-
f-r and was gone in a new direction.
Canute's horn sounded a recall, and
one by one the hunters checked their
onward rush and wheeled.
Black Ymer's rider also tried to
obey, but all the strength of her body
was not enough to sway him by a
In the Blood.
Adelle—Clarence, don't you think
„ _ you could overcome somewhat your
cf my feelings. I should not be able fondness for your club?
3 ..... clarence—No that would be Impos-
sible. I inherit it from my mothec
io stand alive before you if he had not j
been a better lord to me than you are
to English captives; and he is more
pentle and high-minded than any man
I ever heard sung of. But he does
-.ot love me. He knows me or.ly as
tho boy he was kind to. I have given
liim the high-seat in my heart, but I
sit only within the door of his."
(To be continued.)
She was a club woman.
Leading Man
Thespls—When were you a leading
man?
Foyer—When the company had to
walk back from Chicago, and they
selected me to show the way.—Town
Topics.
Keeps It from His Wife.
Knlcker—Is he modest?
Hocker—Very. He doesn't let hll
"What's the matter, Tibbs? You' right hand know when he puts hi*
look as if you had something serious foot in it.—New York bun.
on your mind."
Between the Horns of a Dilemma.
He was walking to and fro on tho
station platform, and his anxiety
was bo marked that a friend Inquired:
pose.
He will have sense enough to stop
when he find" cut that he is alone,"
was her despairing thought.
But he continued to forge ahead like
a race horse—in uneven leaps as
though some sound from behind were
urging him on. Suddenly, through the
roaring of her ears, it broke upon
her that be was not alone, that nt
least one horse was following. Its ar
proacliing tread was like thunder In
tho stillness. When tho snorting nos-
trils seemed at the Black One s very
flank, at the risk of her neck she
turned her head.
Looking, she understood why a
steed bad been given her which should
rarry her out of Elfgiva's reach, for
"I have," he replied. "I'm worried,
badly worried. I've Just found a dol-
lar in my trousers pocket."
"Y'ou're the first man I ever saw
that worried over finding money he
didn't know he had."
"But you don't understand. I can't
make up my mind whether I forgot
the dollar or whether my wife slipped
it in my pocket to try me. You see
she has been accusing me of keeping
things from her. Now, if I were to
blow this bill In without saying any-
thing to her about it, and it should
turn out that she had played a trick
on me my finish would be worth writ-
ing up. On the other hand, if I go
to her and confess that. I found it,
she'll simply take the dollar. I haven't
been so worried In a month."
Coreili's Grudge Against Caine.
Hall Caine and Mario Corelli are
often associated in tho minds of read-
ers, especially those who despise the
work of both authors; but it is not
renerally known that the former once
<Ma his best to prevent the latter gain-
ng her present popularity.
Marie Coreili's first story, "A Ro-
mance of Two Worlds," which made
her name, was sent to the London
publishing house of Bentley. Hall
Caine was the principal reader of that
house, and his report condemned the
book so strenuously that It was re-
jected.
Miss Corelli was deeply discouraged,
hut after some time sho was persuad-
(d to send the manuscript to another
publisher. He accepted It eagerly,
• nd made a big fortune out of It aad
cut of her later novels.
Irony.
Trust Baking PoTfd-rs
sell for 45 or 50 cents per
pound and may bo identi-
fied by this exliorbitant
price. They are a men-
ace to publio health, as
food prepared from them
contains largo quantities
of Rochelle salts, a dan-
gerous cathartic drua.
The Folly of Grief.
It Is wicked to grieve. It Is a sin
against tho mind, a sin against the
bedy and a sin against the minds and
Dodies of all with whom the mourner
ccmes in contact To grieve about
what can not be helped is foolish,
and to grieve about what can be
nelped means that we are indolent,
too indolent to get up and stamp out
tte forces that make us miserable.—
Exchange.
Many Good—One Best.
So many Oils and Liniments are
advertised it is hard to decide which
to buy. I tried a number before using
Hunt's Lightning Oil. After using it
once, however, 1 realized I had found
the best there was, and it was useless
to look further. If it falls its 'all oft.'
tfo other liniment will hit the spot if
Hunt's Lightning Oil fails."
C. G. Young,
Okeene, O. T.
25c and 50c bottles.
Spick—She rules her husband with
a rod of iron.
Span—I guess that accounts for my
teeing her chaaa ilm with a poker
iis morning.
Had Him Gursslng.
"Cera® up to tho house, and if you
ere fond of music, HI have my d«sh
lei play and sing for yoti.
"What effect would that have on
my fondness for music?"—Houston
Post.
A Duel That Never Came Off.
Senator J. C. S. Blackburn is never
at a loss for a word, and is ready to
talk at a minute's notice. His friends
like to joke him about his garrulity,
and recently a colleague told this
story at a dinner at which Senator
Blackburn was to give a toast: "In
bis younger days my colleague, Mr.
Blackburn, was very chivalrous. Ask-
ed by a friend to be a second In a
duel, Mr. Blackburn readily consented.
At sunrise the parties met at the ap-
pointed place. It was Mr. Blackburn s
duty to say-the last words about the
terms of the duel. And, gentlemen,"
continued the speaker, do you know
that duel never took place?"
A murmur ot "Why not?" went
iround the table.
For a very simple reason," con-
tinued the speaker. "When Jo: finish-
ed speaking it was too dark for a
duel."
Wild Dogs of Central Africa.
The wild dog of central Africa, an
explorer writes, is common enough.
He is an ugly looking beast, with
pied body, coarse hair, short head and
large upright ears. These wild doga
play fearful havoc with game. occa.
sionally clearing out whose districts
precisely in the same manner as tho
red dhole of India, before which even
the tiger Is said to retreat.
Snake That Stole.
While working close to a farm
house at Fulbeck, in Lincolnshire, a
laborer was astonished to see a snake,
over a yard long, swim across a
stream. With some trouble he cap-
tured it and found in its mouth a
cheese cake which it had stolen from
the farm house larder on the other
siue of tha river.—London Daily Ex-
press.
Capacity of Toads.
The toad is exceedingly greedy. It
feeds continuously throughout tha
night, nnd in twenty-four hours con-
sumes a fluantity of insect equal to
about four times it3 stomach capacity.
Best Kind of Scrub Cloth.
Nothing makes a better scrub cloth
than old stockings or socks. When
too far gone to mend cut them open,
lay two seams together and run by
hand or machine till you have mads
a square. Cut off ail loose cndi.
Ther are excellent also for use with
mop-handle, taking up the water thoiv
oughly and with little exertion.
Clever Sparrows.
A gentleman, who, from a casual
Inspection, had no other visible means,
of support than the bench he sa* on
In Franklin square, was seen feeding
the sparrows the other day with lit-
tle pieces of bread. The fat andi
greedy birds came promptly anS Ate!
voraciously while the feast lasted, andi
still hung around when it was over.t
Then tho host fished In a pocket of his;
scant clothing and pulled out a hand-
ful of a powder composed of about;
er|ual parts of tobacco dust and bread
crumbs. When he threw this down
it was immediately surrounded by the
winged gluttons, but they did not at!
once eat. They eyed the stuff with lit-j
tie sldewlse turns of their heads, and;
wlien they saw that nothing betteri
was' forthcoming all but two flew
away without as much as a peck at
it. The two that remained, however,,
began finally to fan the powder with
their wings, and in this way effected
a separation of a few crumbs, which
they ate.—Philadelphia Record.
Why Mails Went Wrong in 1807.
According to the statement of an
konoiable member in tho house ol
commons the regulations of tho Dub-
lin general postofflce aro of a very
singular kind. The letter sorters vow
that "they every now and then open
the letters and take out the contents"
In order to compensate for the inad-
equacy of their salaries.—St James*
Chronicle, July 9, 1807.
Goggles for Chickens.
Among the reoent inventions whicli
poultry fanciers find Interesting at tin
■world's fair is a pair of goggles to bs
placed on chickens to prevent them
from picking out the eye3 of one an-
other. Pugnaciously-inclined birds on
a farm can do a great deal of harm
to the others, and, as a protection
against damage being sustained ta
the eyes, it is proposed to equip tha
members of the flock with the goggles
LEARNING THINGS
We Are All In the Apprentice Class.
When a simple change of diet
brings back health and happiness the
story Is briefly told. A lady ot
Springfield, 111., says; "After being
afflicted for years with nervousness
and heart trouble, I received a shock
four years ago that left me In such
a condition that my life was despaired
of. 1 could get no relief from doctors
ror from the numberless heart and
n<rve medicines I tried because I
didn't know that the coffee was daily
putting me back more than the Drs.
could put me ahead.
"Finally at the request of a friend I
left off coffee and began yie use ot
I'ostum and against my convictions I
grEdually Improved in health until for
the past G' or 8 months I have been
entirely free from nervousness and
those terrlblo sinking, weakening
spells of heart trouble.
"My troubles all eamo from the use
ct coffee which I had drunk from
childhood nnd yet they disappeared
when I quit coffco and took up tha
use of Postum." Name given by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Many people marvel at the effects
* leaving oft coffee and drinking
Postum but there is nothing marvel-
To Keep Needles from Rusting.
•io keep needles from rusting use a j ous about it—only common sense.
needle book having leaves of wash
l ather. Flannel looks very nice, but
the sulphur with which It is often
vi epared causes the needles to rust.
Coffee is a destroyer—Postum Is a
trbullder. That's tho reason.
Look in sach pkg. for the famous
little book, "The Road to Wellvllle."
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The Norman Transcript. (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 15, No. 44, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 1, 1904, newspaper, September 1, 1904; Norman, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc137687/m1/2/: accessed April 18, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.