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By SEWARD W. HOPKINS,
Author of "Jack Robbln* of America." "In th•
China Sea." "Two Uentletr.en of
Hawaii." "On a Falsa
Charge," Etc.
capyriktt, 1903, by Robert Hon nek's Boxf.
CHAPTER IV.
ft would be a useless waste of
*nergy and a needless tax on patience
'or me to relate in detail the manner
n which we passed the days imme-
Jiately following the disappearance of
Maligni and Nita Barlotti. But the
Indifferent *o my own fate. P.u the
sounds of excitement had their effect
on me. and 1 was soon groping for my
clothes and struggling to get them on
before joining the frantic mob on
deck.
1 succeeded in getting myself clad
as regards shirt and trousers. At this
point 1 became panlc-strh 1 en. and
feeling that I was surely doomed if
the ship sank. I breathed a prayer and
even Dilkins had not been l*t into the
full significance of my share in the
hunt, for his tongue could not be trust-
ed. When the hour of departure had
come. Major Simmons and Dilkins
were at the wharf to bid us adieu.
It would ba foolish for me to say
that I was perfectly calm at the mo-
ment of leaving. At that moment !
began to feel some misgivings as to
the wisdom of my resolve, and almost
wished that I had not engaged pas Edith's name at the same time and
sage. This feeling, however, was but ! sank en the floor.
momentary. I shook it off as unworthy Just then the door of my stateroom
of me. anil resolutely set my face to , was tlung open and Maubikeck ap
the future and gave no sign to my peared. He picked me up from the
friends that I had weakened even for floor, wrapped my overcoat around m ■
the moment. Maubikcck was like a , and taking me in his arms as if 1 was
man of iron. His countenance was ini a child, he hurried out and up tin-
mobile. and the keen, stern eye and eompanionway onto the deck. Here
skill of the pursued was greater than Pet ^aw b°('ed ill f°r ,lie enemy who Was a scene of almost indescribable
hat of the pursuers. MaiigM Nita fell within the range of his giant arms, confusion. The lights on the deck
On ml jo and Tortoni were gunc-—t-vap- At last t,u' bel1 aml the fus" pHnunored but dimly thrmmh th;' Ion
jrated—vanished—as completely as
hough they had never existed in New
ij
OK,
lllf W.ICH Of MONTf cm
A ROMANCE OF THE RIVIERA.
By ST. OEORGE RATHBORSE,
| fully expressed Ms state of mind.
| for he felt that with the passage of
i every second the game was slipping
j further from his hands.
"1 am one who suspects, who never
takes things for granted. To-day a
letter came from a friend in Paris, a
gentleman high in the councils of t •
government. One little item in it at
tracted my attention—it was that he
had just been attending a state coun-
cil at the home of the president, who! t h< ir enemies, j:i".i
was not well enough to drive out. 1 1 man, wit i whom th<
Author of
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Copyright, 1.0V Street and Smith, New York.
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Wire rrom Paris.
4 positive, princess?
horn voice of a rold-braided officer or- ! Cnd the whole scene was enveloped asked hoarsely.
dered all hands not going to sea jn a dense blackness. Yet 1 could dis "There is no doubt, believe me."
York at all. We communicated freely
and constantly with other cities, and
lid every thing that could be done
'o prevent their departure from t ie
United States without detection.
One day. two weeks after Maligni
had disappeared, I. nervous and fret-
ful, sat in the office oi the Hoard of
Park Commissioners, of which Major
Simmons was now president, pouring
out to him my bitterness of spirit over
the failure to trace Maligni.
While I was there, a heavy footstep
was heard outside, and we both look-
ed up knowingly. The door opened
and the lion-tamer entered.
It was at once evident from the ex-
pression of his face that he had
learned something.
"Well, lion-tamer," said the major,
""what is new to-day?"
"The hunt is ended, so far as this
continent is concerned." was the reply
of Maubikeck, as he quietly sat down
near us.
"Ended!" I exclaimed, excitedly.
"Have you found them?"
"No. But 1 have traced them." he
ashore. The major and Dilkins shook
hands with us once more, and I felt a !
pressure in the major's grip that was
warmer than usual. With this last
grasp they hustled over the gang-plank
tinguish the forms of men lushing "'I his is as serious as it is mysteii*
madly to and fro. cursing, shouting. ' ous. The secret police of Paris ran-
and crying, having no aim exccpt to 1>' come to Monte Carlo, save to make
save themselves, regardless or the fate ' an important arrest."
of others- 1 T1,° man w!k> 'lai' "pv,'r quailed
whom the privet- . t to smile,
should treat her evident advances
with contempt.
Accordingly Strcmnolcff y.t.t do-
ci !'\lly a \io\is to l.a.e t!io c. lginal
plan go t irough.
He had a lorg h"
and declared it won!
chances. The n:i
was a slave to the
might be mistak
this Russian,
• Hy taking
in Paris who
• n's charms
or ir tie plot with,
■fter all. this
!>".i- \. d to ho
looked at the date it was yesterday, j the president, ini•• it turn out to be
Monsieur. 1 was surprised. Either my ! j.o other.
friend, the minister, had made a mis i At any rate, it was their duty to
take or eh-.e we were blind, for at the i carry out the original plan up to this
hour he declared he talked with | point, although the invasion of Franco
and stood on the wharf shouting their um how grandly different was th< when facing the awful terrors ot jun-
farewells at us, while the Queen slow-
ly swung off ami her screaming tug
churned the water into foam.
When we had passed through the
channel, the tug had been released, the
pilot returned to the swiftly gliding
boat that bore a number on her sail,
and the Queen w.ts plowing along, con
stantly gathering headway. 1 began to I to Rtep into the boat
thoroughly enjoy the sensation of my | "Stand back there!
lion-tamer: With me in his arms, hi R't' and desert experienced a qualm of
sped over the slippery up hill deck to fear at thought of being convicted as
a place at the rail where a boat wat a traitor to his country, for the fate
being lowered. Dreyfus told how France would
I saw the forms of women in it. and treat her sons who turned again.',t her
realized that the Queen's officers had —there were other prisons as terrible
insisted upon the rule af sea of saving as Devil Island
the women first. Maubikeck was about
first ocean voyage, and the oxhilarat
ing effect of th* salt air made me
feci like a new man.
Our first day out passed without
event. And in the evening we sal on
deck and smoked Maubikeck near me,
lying back in a deck ( hair, his eyes
fixed on the stars that shone brightly
above us. nis lace unchangeable, his
jaw set, his whole appearance being
that of a mysterious man of nowhere,
everywhere, and particularly here. 1
sat and watched him furtively at first,
some oni
shouted. "There's room for only one
more in here!"
You go!" I said. "Nita needs you.
You fail to notice one important
fact, monsieur," she said softly, yet
eagerly.
"Then tell me."
"These four men moved like auto-
matic figures, under the direction of
•Keep still!" he said sternly, and one master mind.'
as calmly as if nothing stood in th<
way of our safety. Calling to the olii
cer in charge of the boat, the lion
tamer said: "Here! If there is room
him. Tliis is Mr.
Lotus Club, New
Do your best fur
said, with a grim sort of satisfaction and then, seeing that he was paying
in his tones. "Maligni and Nita arc no attention to me, openly. Something
->n board the steamship La Gascogne, in my scrutiny must have touched him.
which sailed from this port three days or an electric current from my brain
ago. Of course, they are en route to to his must have brought a response.
Italy, or. more particularly speaking, for as we were separating for the
to the Island of Sardinia, where Ma ! night he turned to me and said:
ligni intends to make Nita his wife. "Mr. Wilberton, you perhaps think
"I have just left police iieadquar- I am a strange and uncommunicative
ters," the lion-tamer went on. "The
superintendent was about to send for
you and me when I arrived there.
The police explain their failure to find
Maligni while he was in New York
by saying that he was aided by his
fellow-countrymen here to outwit all
pursuers. Even when he sailed he did
so under the name of Luigi Barlloti.
The record of passengers, so the su-
perintendent says, shows the names
Luigi liariloti and his daughter. Si.u
norina liariloti, and Mariana, the at
tendant of the signorina. From vari-
ous descriptions gathered by the po-
lice of these people from the company,
they concluded at once that they were
the persons sought. And I am inclined
to agree with them."
"True enough," I said. "The search
Is ended. Now the chase begins. Of
course you will follow them."
"Mr. Wilberton." said Maubikeck,
extending his right arm." as long as
there is one drop of blood flowing
through my v
Barlotti. There is an arm that has
before been raised in her behalf, and
which will i.e again, and there ie
another like it, equally quick to
strike; and these two arms, working
together, will tear limb from limb that
man who injures Nita Barlotti, or
marries her against her will, be he
in America, Italy, or at the corners
of the earth. I shall follow."
"Good!" I said. "We can get away
at once When shall we sail?"
Maubikeck looked at me in surprise.
The major wheeled his chair around
and faced me.
"We! We!" he ejaculated. "Are
you going to Italy?"
"1 am going wherever Maligni
goes," I replied. "He has something
that I want as much as Maubikeck
wants Nita. The red box. We will
go together, lion tamer, and hunt the
scoundrel down."
n, but as I am. But my story is | b^ind. And as I heard them. I thought
and I will not weary you with it
man. and so I am. compelled, as I have
been, by circumstances to withhold
from persons I cannot trust all infor-
mation concerning myself. But it is
due to you, who have thrown your for-
tunes in with mine in this pursuit ot
Maligni and the girl I love, that I
make you acquainted with me—not as
I seem.
Ion
now. To-morrow I will tell you who
and what I am."
"I do not seel; your confidences. Mau-
bikeck." 1 answered. "If there is any
thing in your life that you wish to
conceal, that is your business, not
mine. Had I for one moment doubted
your honor as a man 1 would not have
accompanied you. On the other hand,
if there is anything you wish to tell
me. I shall be glad to listen."
"Thank you," he said simply. "To-
morrow I will tell you the story of my
life."
Then bidding me good night, he went
it flows for Nita to his stateroom, and soon after I left
the deck and retired to my own.
for one more, take
Wilberton of the
York. He is ill.
him."
I felt myself taken by other hands
and gasp'd out a word of gratitude to
my preserver.
"Listen!" he said. "If you are saved
and 1 am not. save Nita from Maligni.
"I will save her at an>; cost." I an
swered, at the same time thinking that
my promise amounted to litt!• . sc
weak was I, and so poor a stick in this
emergency.
But there was no time for further
words. The boat that 1 was in plunged
He gave a quick cry as he grasped
what she meant.
"Saere! the American?"
"Yes, Monsieur Jones."
"He is not what he seems, merely a
lucky traveler—I remember now, he
speaks French fluently. A startling
suspicion bursts upon me—yes, it
must be true that he is leagued with
the secret police of the government
against us. Moil Dieu! It is a peril-
ous moment."
Count Leon never spoke tr .er
words in all his life than when no
declared with so much spirit that
the moment was fraught with great
danger to himself and the royalist
< ause he represented.
The shock was all the more severe
because he had just been congratu-
out into the darkness, and all 1 could .latlng himself, as men will sometimes
do in their egotism, over the kind tate
see was the great black
up in the fog, her bows
under water, and through the thick
black night came the agonized cries A (U,zon suspicions took shape In
and shrieks of those who had been left llis min<1 (>n the sP«r of the moment.
l( loming
almost ,,iat lia'1 given him the power over
these tremendous issues.
Jones assumed a malign form com-
of Maubikeck. That noble, stalwart parable only with Satan himself, anil
hero, standing there—1 could almost lliK nu,s( simple act appeared to take
see him, so clear was it in my mind
meaning that was both diaboll
cal and crushing.
It flashed athwart the mind of our
African conqueror that this American
must be his particular bete noir, a
figure destined to drag him down
which he
peering out into the darkness to watch
if possible the progress of our boat,
and not a murmur nor a sound of fear
over his own probable fate.
Other boats had been put off. and
the hope ol those in our boat was- from lhe Prmld heights
that their loved ones might be in one
of the other boats, and might, there-
fore, be rescued by some passing ves-
sel. It was unanimously agreed that
for those who remained on board the
| Queen there was no hope.
France's chief executive in his own
Paris home, behold, you and 1 were
watching the president here at Monte
Carlo!"
The soldier staggered as though he
had been actually struck—Indeed, he
received a blow that was of far great
ef moment than a physical one would
have been, since the foundation of his
faith was knocked away.
He began to realize that perhaps
the secret police were more capable
of making discoveries than he had
been willing to admit, and that the
same style of tactics could not be em-
ployed against these shrewd adver-
saries that he had used so success-
fully when coping with swarms of
ferocious blacks.
One gleam of hope flickered still,
and caused a sickly smile to flash
over his dark face.
"Perhaps the minister was mis-
taken in the day. He may have in-
tended to say Monday, when we
know monsieur was still in Paris.
Yes. that is the explanation of the
problem."
The enchantress smiled, and when
he saw the expression of her face he
knew she was about to knock away
even this feeble prop which he had
seized upon so eagerly as a meant of
I keeping up hope.
"1 have just received a message."
I "From Paris?"
She placed a printed form In his
j eager hand and his hungry eyes pe-
| rused its brief message with an agil-
ity that speedily put him in posses-
sion of the facts.
j The wording was very precise and
j to the point:
"The president is in Paris to-day,
Wednesday. I have just conversed
with his excellency."
| No wonder, after reading this, that
' the count's hand dropped as though
palsied to his side—no wonder his
amazed eyes turned on the quarter
where the man who played the role
of president stood chatting and
laughing with his aides—no 'wonder
his breath came thick and fast from
between his set teeth. For where
victory had seemed ready to perch
he now saw miserable defeat staring
him in the face with all its terrible
penalties attached.
"Do you believe, now?" demanded
the modern Delilah, exulting in the
thought that it was her finesse that
had ascended, and accomplish his i
Utter ruin, so that, unable to longer 1,11,1 accomplished this thing, and not
his proud master mind.
He bowed his head.
CHAPTER V.
During the night the wind gathered
force and the Queen pitched anu rolled
; with the waves beating against her
bow s. The result to me was inevitable.
1 was as seasick as mortal man had
ever been. My illness effectually drove
from Maubikeck's mind and my own
all thoughts of the confidences he hail
proposed to unfold to me on that day.
In fact, about the only thing that could
I have been said that would have been
pleasing to me was the promise that
I would speedily die and end it all.
All night we were buffeted by th«
waves and chilled by the damp, cold
air that swept around us. and from
which we had no protection. That
night seemed interminable. If time
could be measured by miser). then
it was nigh unto eternity before the
morning broke.
The sailors were weary and nearly
exhausted by their labors at the oars
The murmuring and sobbing of the
women had given way to a condition
of mute despair. But even misery end*
sometimes without being relieved by
the great Destroyer.
(To be continued.)
Increase in Cremation.
Cremation is one of the old' -f forms
show his face in France, he must per-
force return again to equatorial Af-
rica and unite with bold Captains
Voulet and Chanoine in their designs
of founding an empire there.
When circumstances, aided and
abetted by the sharp eyes of the ad
venturess, had snatched thf
from Jones, the innocent Yankee
tourist assumed a degree of Import-
ance in the mind of this arch plot-
ter that no one else had ever filled.
Perhaps the consciousness of gilt .
had much to do with it. for it oft- triumphant ami
"What else can I say? We have
been deceived. All the while they,
those wolves of Paris, knew what we
intended doing. They have sent a
dummy to represent the president
ask ' Raveling incog. It is so very simple,
But this the ship's physician refused to ,)f (|lspo8ai ,)f the dead, yet it Is
give.
So two days and part of the third
passed, and I was still unable to leave
my berth.
In the evening of the third day of
mv Illness the lion tamer sat near me.
why, sometimes men actual
ly assist in deluding themselves, poor
fools."
"Then the game is rung off. the
curtain falls on a tableau with virtue
probably pun-
times makes cowards of the bravest. I Ished, as us sal.
He unconsciously turned his head j Her aneer went home for if caused
and looked first to the right and then i ,l'm fo fclan once more toward the
to the left young couple, so absorbed in one an
There were many people passing i (,ther they had no thought, no care
hither and yon, for the crowd seemed ! °utside the horizon of their happi-
loth to depart after the exciting epi- "ess.
sode of the evening, so that his eves ! This recalled him to the conscious-
glanced from figure to figure, as j th{lt there were other branches
though searching for some dreaded I braced in the longitude and lati
"Think well over this. Mr \\ liber- looking over some papers I
ton," said Maubikeck. "before you de
cide finally to go. Hunting a man in
Sardinia, where Maligni is certainly
going, is very different form hunting
him in New York, where you have the !
assistance of a great police force.
There are dangers to be met with
there that cannot be imagined. Once |
in Sardinia. Maligni can kill the man
who follows him. and will not suffer
for the crime. If anything happens yut \ am ()Vcr the
had
and
form that lapsed from use for cen
turies. It appears to be in proces?
of restoration. True, it has made but
little head against the custom of bur
ial. yet there is an increase every
year in such proportion that we nia>
look for a wide adoption of it withii
the next quarter century. Th« r< art
in tliis country but twenty six < rema
tories, yet this is against but twe
eighteen years ago. and the number
of cremations is 2.500 or more a >< ;.r
When statistics were first « oilecte.
on the subject eighteen years aio
the annual cremations numbered six
r"ej. It is because they are comni ui
at.d hove so censed to be an occasioi
11 tu i , , , of comment that an Impression ma
to me, you would be at the mer<> an(j volI need not trouble with me any
' . .. . I have been created which Is contra ;
to this fact of growth, but the truth
that about 14,000 incinerations hav
occurred in the United State-;, which
added to the large number in Kurope
certainly indicates an increase.
brought from New York. N<
then he would glance at me to see if
I was in need of his attention The
worst of my illness was over, but I
was very weak.
' Maubikeck," I said, almost smiling
at the weakness of my own voice,
"why do you sit in this close state
room? You have been wonderfully
good and kind to me I can never for
t of it.
of the most dangerous lot of brigands more. (Jo tin deck anu get a whiff
in the world." | fresh air."
I laughed at this. Maubikeck smiled.
"Brigands there may be, Maubikeck, j "The air to be had on deck." he said,
but all Sardinia is not given over to j..- not so invigorating as you think,
the industry of brigandage. I am de- There is a dense fog We are creeping 1
termlned to follow Maligni and obtain along, barely keeping headway. Noth-
that red box, or wring from him the pg can be seen. It is a damp, chilly
secrets it contained when he got it evening, the sea is running high, and
from Barlotti." 1 altogether It is uninviting on deck I
"Then 1 will sav no more," snid the will sit here awhile and then go to
tude of the chart he had drawn for
his guidance.
If fame in a French empire were
denied him, how alsjut fortune and
love?
Half a loaf would be better than no
bread.
Besides there was rcveng« that
word always has a sympathetic ring
to the ear of a Frenchman.
Jones he hated like mad -Jones
was hand in glove with Merrick —
ergo, if he could kidnap the latter and
throw him Into the hands of the sav-
age Bedouin tribes he knew along the
Barbary coast, and at i ie same time
"Well, this means a different scene steal his sweetheart, would it not be
from what I expected. 1 had thought ,l glorious retaliation upon Monsieur
to carry out my plans without much ; -l^nes tor spoiling the dream of an
disturbance- now I shall bo com ! ''tnpire
personality.
"Have they returned?" he asked.
' They are all here in the gardens
1 made sure of that before 1 addressed
you."
"And—that man?"
"Oh. Monsieur Jones is frowning at
us even now, as he frowns at any |
man with whom he sees me convers- 1
ing."
The count smiled grimly, being un-
der the impression that perhaps for
onco the Olgavltch had overestimated
the power of her charms ami had de-
ceived herself with reference to
Jones.
lion-tamer. "If you Insist upon goin^
then g<> with me. 1 thought only of
your own safety Personally, 1 shall
i>e glad to have you for a companion."
So it was settled, and, after a little
more talk, the lion tamer and I started
uptow n
It was with a feverish haste ami
impatienc. that I made my final ai
rangements to leave New York.
Our p ron ram was laid down by Mau
blkeck, who naturally assumed the
]< any ship of our e\pe
he had said in the p
major and on< e since
something of Smiinic
bed."
He resumed his reading, and I lay
still, listening and thinking.
Suddenly there was a shock and
crash a cry of horroa a shout of an
ger, and the ship seemed to be driven
by some tremendous force, and shi\
ered and trembled like a frightened
animal.
Maubikeck leaped to Ills f< > t
Th -re has been a coil!
The Proboscis Monkey.
\ monkey with a nose that has mad
some progress on the road to becom
ing a trunk is a decided curb slt> On
thai account the new Ape House at
the Zoological Gardens will probaM\
have plenty of visitors for s< me tim<
to come, in order to see the youn*.
specimen of the probe cjs monk >
the first of Its kind brought alive ti
England In that, how vcr, the nos
is far from having attained the
which conns on'y with niatun a
Th
tion.
And, as
s< tice i t the
hat he knew
the place of
<1. "Stay wher
v111 « me back."
lie rushed fn m th
you ar
Wi
he
rton.
ri n u
it t
>m
■ re
I \Wi
and
It Ot
Icadct -coined i > hti iliy to belong b •
him
Of course the purpose of our journey
was known to no one but the major.
MauMkuck Dilkins and myislf. And
this new horror wou11
weak that I did not fully rca.i/.e m;
own position It is true. I felt and
knew the danger. But my senses w« re
so benumbed by my 4,linens and thi -
tie a diocU thai at li it . vsa- aim* • I
animals
en, always fr
f river side fore
legate in small
ish bro\N n above
ut It young an
< I on the forcq
4 blackish II
ire found
planting t
whit i
; ther
vn
iHcis monkey wore not *•< n;
ie orang it would be th« most
iiadruinaue el the F i In
pel led to bring all my force to bear
upon the matter. Yes, blood may even
flow, and these beautiful gardens be-
come a scene of battle."
The prospect might not seem allur-
ing to most men, but then Count Leon
had become a hybrid as it were, par-
taking somewhat of tue nature of the
hyena to be met with in the deserts,
• asily aroused by the scent of blood;
and at the mere mention of war's
honors his nostrils dilated and his
eyes glowed with the fire of slaugli
ter.
It had been some time, you see,
since his last encounter with the
black hosts, ami perhaps his good
right hand really Itched to get to
work again. No French explorer who
came back from Africa was ever will-
ing to remain quiescent at home.
But there Is something more, AT.
Ie Count, something mysterious, some-
thing that may even stagger you in
vour plans," said the princess in lit r
qui* t yet convincing way.
T"s« other look* d at her In a tron
bled manner and allowed his lips to
"Le Diable!"
by the Duke of Orleans could net take
pln< e until it was positively proven
that it was the genuine president who
had been abducted.
So the question was decided.
Court I.eon, having cast aside his
doubts for the time being, became t'a*j
energetic man of action.
One last look he cast around.
The act was that of a soldier who
combined caution with valor.
The lovers still stood by the terrace
wall, looking out over the starlit har-
bor. where steamed the many riding
lights of the congregated yachts at
anchor.
They seemed oblivious of all
around, wrapped up in t ie paradibo
that newly-confessed love opens to
the human soul.
From this scene the count turned
grimly, conscious of his magician's
power to change it all by the wave of
his hand.
Jones was next In his mind, for
since the double nature of tin* man
from over the sea had loco me ap-
parent to the princess and himself
the Yankee had grown to be a person
of considerable Importance, whoso
personality must be figured on, no
matter how certain the game seemed
to be.
But Jones was non est.
While the three confreres were de-
bating as to the best course for them
to pursue under the changed circum-
stances he had sauntered away.
The count confessed to him that it
would have pleased him better had
Jones maintained his post; for when
lie had a desperate foeman to deal
with it had always been the policy of
the great explorer to keep his eye
on him unceasingly until such time
as he could cut him down.
And sonie.itiw lie was possessed
with an idea that Jones had not
moved away in an idle frame of mind,
uut with a motive back of his action.
When he had seen that the presi-
dent had not moved, but was still
chafing with his companions, Count
Leon knew the chain was complete,
and that there was really no need of
this looking forward.
\*ill*'bois drew out a small silver
whistle and raised it to his lips.
SI range t hat such an Innocent
sound should, as if by magic, trans-
form a peaceful scene into one where
violence ruled.
The music still continued under
the dome and spires of tin* Casino, but
mellowed by distance and obtruding
walls, the sound but softly permeat-
ed the air of the garden.
Count Leon blew three shrill blasts.
There was something so startling
about them that unconsciously every
one in the extensive gardens seemed
to take it for granted they were In-
tended to be a signal of some sort.
Immediately a great commotion be-
gan.
Men appeared from various points,
all heading toward a central hub—•
men who moved with haste, and yet
showing some signs of military in-
struction men who were grimly in
earnest, no matter what their mis-
sion.
Every one was on the jump—a gen-
eral fluttering had taken place, as
though that signal whistle aroused
the ele< tric waves in the atmosphere.
The princess had her eyes upon one
man. and that was the lover of Con*
stance.
(To be continued.)
FORTUNES MADE IN TIPS.
One Man Averaged $1,300 a Year for
Twenty Years.
In some r -taurants in New York
the waiters put all their tips in a
box and divide equally. That is a
\> ry general plan in Paris. As a rule,
in this country, however, what each
gets is his own. In one cafe, with
three distinct sets of patrons the tip-
ping is so ' onstant that the waiters
serving then* pay handsomely for the
privilege There is, however, only
one such place.
At another well patronized place
some of tin waiters have served many
vi ars One of these the other day
Kallying from his dazed condition ^
ho (In. n.l himself with the thought i hp 11:1,1 ll,'l,t of hU tlps
hancc f°r twenty year The lowest on r*a-
ord was $S('0, the high- t $1.8u0, while
the average was |l loo. This means
that in tips this worthy man had
; taken in $1.00 a day during twenty
that all was not lost whi
for Little Miss Millions as a bride
remained; and with this as his *yur
Count Leon played into the game.
The (Mint had a lieutenant who was
capable of giving good
matter of this sort.
Of course, tliis wa
giant from the North,
who came from the Don
In a moment lie had
nal and was at Vllleboi
to hear what was new,
give his advice If soul:
Stromboloff had this h
an abject slave of the
ress, and fumed In sec
aw her allowing th
id vie-
in
the blonde
the Cossack
d a slg-
4' side
and n
ady to
ong time been
fair enchant
eret when he
attentions of
other men still, he endured this fre
«iuent sight, knowing what the poor
fools would r ceive in clue time, since
she had always been heartless.
, Strangely enough he was even more
! bitterly h< t against Merrick than any
| of the others, for in his distorted j
,, on It emed a vile sacrilege that "The equator Is a m«nit*rl« Mai
i common man without any illustrl running around between the uorth and
| >>UH pedigree or \ ast fortune, upon | south pole."
years.
1 wa quite prepared, says John Gil-
mer Speed in Lippincott s, to have
him toll me that he Mad educated one
of his sons, putting him through col-
lege and the law school. This man
was German. It probably never oc-
curred to him that there was any-
thing debasing in a tip. And for him
there was nothing debasing in it. He
lived and noted In harmony with thej
sphere of life Into which he was born.
That was all. But It would be an en-
tirely differ, nt. thing for this son, tills
beneficiary of tips, to receive one.
He is an American and must take
tees onl For his father's sake as
well :i lii • own 1 hope hi i fees will
large.
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