The Jet Visitor (Jet, Okla.), Vol. 14, No. 6, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 24, 1917 Page: 2 of 6
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‘THE JET VISITOR
The Red Mirage
A Story of the French Legion
in Algiers
By I A R WYLIE
(All rights isssirsA Tha
8YNOP8I8
—13—
Srlvla Omney her lover Richard Par-
quhsr finds haa (alien In love with Cap-
tain Arnaud of the Foreign Legion In
Captain Bower's room Farquhar forces
Bower to hava Preston'a 1 O U’a re-
turned to him Farquhar Is helped to his
rooms by Gabrielis Smith Sower demands
an apology Refused he forces Farquhar
to resign his commission In return for
pOBBeeainn of Farquhar's father’s writ-
ten confession that he had murdered Sow-
er s- father Gabrielis saves Farquhar
from suicide To shield Arnaud Sylvia’s
nance Farquhar professes to have stolen
war plans and tells the real culprit why
he did so As Richard Nameless he Joins
the Foreign Legion and sees Sylvia now
Mme Arnaud meet Colonel Destlnn
Farquhar meets Sylvia and Gabrlelle and
learns from Corporal Goats of the col-
onels cruelty Arnaud becomes a drunk-
ard and opium smoker Sylvia becomes
friendly with Colonel Destlnn Arnaud
becomes Jealous of Farquhar Farquhar
on guard at a villa where a dance Is In
progress Is shot down by Arnaud Ar-
naud Juatlfles hla Insanely Jealous action
to Colonel Destlnn Arnaud goes to a dano-
Ing girl who loves him for comfort Ga-
brlelle meets Lowe for whom she had
sacrificed position and reputation and
telle him she Is free from him Sylvia
meets Destlnn behind the roosqua
CHAPTER XII— Continued
“What Is It Desire? Had we not
better wait until another timer
“What I have to say la said quickly
A Tolnnteer corps Is being formed for
Tonkin I have offered for service If
I am accepted you will accompany
me”
“I refuse"
"On what grounds?”
“I elmply cannot Ton are absnrd
and melodramatic Desire I have
given yotr my answer Have yoa any-
thing more to say?”
He got up quietly
“Nothing”
She hesitated then glanced at Gab-
rlelle Smith with a pretty expressive
- shrug of the shoulders and passed
calmly out of the room But the little
appeal bad been Ignored Gabrlelle
was watching the man standing mo-
tionless In the lamplight After a mo-
ment she came np to him and placed a
cup on the table near him
"Tour tea Captain Arnaud”
He started nervously
"My tea— oh thank you I had for-
gotten Tou are very good — a sort of
administering and practical angel” Ho
tried to laugh "Does nothing ever up-
set you? I believe in the middle of an
earthquake you would still come up to
me and say In yonr quiet hobgoblin
eort of way ‘Your tea Captain Ar-
naud’ and make mo feel that earth-
quakes were the most trivial occur-
rences possible"
“They are at leaBt more frequent
than the seismographs would have us
suppose Captain Arnaud”
“What does that mean?” -He
turned his heavy Ughtleag eyes
to her face She met the Interrogation
quite calmly her hands clasped In
front of her with prim precision
“I mean that I know something of
what has happened” she said
"For Instance?”
“I know what happened at the Villa
Bernotto’s”
It was very silent In the shadowy
room Arnaud had not moved But
-over his white vice-marked features
there quivered the first signal of re-
awakened consciousness '
"How did you know?” be asked
quietly - '
“I can’t toll you I guessed Some-
thing you said made me understand
that you hated Mr Farquhar”
"Tou know hla name?”
"1 know him”
"Well?”
"I was In die dark— I am still Bnt
) was almost sure of one thing And
It was I who warned the patrol”
"Tou wanted to trap me?”
"1 wanted to save you both”
He turned away from her then with
a trembling gesture of Incredulity
“You wanted to save me from what
- r-from murder? Was It worth while?
Don’t you know wbat I am? Ask my
wire She can tell you— a drunkard
an opium-smoker a dissolute — ”
“A madman Cnptalu Arnaud”
“How do you know that? I have
beeu trying to hide It from everyone
Bnt you are right I am mad— ob-
soxko They nay some mad people
shIT' -(urea from the knowledge of
tlx I am like that 1 know
Bobbs-MsrriU Co)
that I am mad and I am In bell I
can see the day that are to come —
horrid misshapen horrors crowding
along the- path and waiting to spring
on me”
He caught hold of her by the hand
and hla quiet terrible voice dropped to
a whisper “Today waa a red-faced
devil— you know like the one yon saw
that night I drugged myself so that
I should not wake until it bad gone
But you cannot cheat the devil with
opium I went out on to the plateau
Farquhar was there Poor Farquhar!
My heart whs sick for him They bad
torn my bullet out of his shoulder and
be held himself Ilka a man I wanted
to let him go but 1 knew It was-no
good to try so I sent him and a dozen
other over the plateau at the double
Tou understand — It waa a mile or
more and be looked as though there
wasn't a drop of blood In him He
fainted — over the body of a comrade
whom he bad tried to help I mar-
veled thatbe bad gone so far Tbo
sergeant ordered him up but bo did
not move He waa unconacloqs But
that did not count be bad disobeyed
orders We are very severe with that
sort of thing In the Legion I bad him
Strang np In the crapaudlne Do you
know what that Is mp demoiselle? We
strap a man’s wrists and anklea to-
gether behind bla back and leave him
like that for a day or two ont of doors
with a quarter of an hour’s Interval
hero and there to break the monotony
It used to be a very favorite punish-
ment In the Legion The good Gen-
eral Negrier abolished It bnt now and
again we revive it I revived It Rich-
ard Farquhar la ont there now on the
plateau and perhaps be will not live
to see the morning And he saved me
“I'm Going to Act for You"
—ho saved—” The terrible dry whis-
per ended euddenly Arnaud put his
hands to his bead with a movement of
pathetic helplessness
"Miss Smith — I— I am afraid I have
been wandering— talking nonsense
Tou — you don't think I am altogether
mad do you?"
“No no— Captqfn Arnaud— only
worn out — exhausted Come I want
you to lie down on this sofa here and
I shall put the lights out Tou must
promise me to try and sleep On your
word of honor”
“My word of honor? ' Oh I don't
think that's worth much nowadays
Bnt 1’U do anything you ask”
“I only ask of you to sleep and for-
get” she answered
He nodded yielding to her like a
Ick child hla eyes following her move-
ments with an bumble gratitude She
arranged the pillows beneath bis bead
and be took her band and kissed It dif-
fidently apologetically
“I hope you don’t mind I expect If
you knew wbat I was — wbat I had
done you would ebrlnk from me”
“No Captain Arnaud if you were the
devil himself I should not shrink from
you”
“I don’t believe you would You’d
comfort him— you’d tell him there was
hope for him yet — that be wasn’t al-
together bad My wife—” He faltered
and her grasp on his powerless hand
grew firmer
“Tour wife I very young Captain
Arnaud One day soon she will in-
dents nd as I do”
“If that were true— poealble — then I
could sleep—”
Hla eyes closed A weak tremulous
sigh quivered at the corner of his
mouth Noiselessly she turned out tbs
lights and left him
Sylvia Araaud’a room lay at the
farther end of the corridor Gabrieli
knocked and Immediately entered Her
manner from that of quiet good hu-
mor bad become alert and hard Her
eyes were very bright her mouth set
In Hues that for one betrayed no
trace of hnmor
“Tour husband la very 111 Madam
Arnaud” she said "He la on tht
brink of n nervous breakdown — per-
haps worse— and only you can save
him I cams to warn yon—”
“Tou are very kind Miss Smith”
“This Is not the time to exchange
commonplaces When be awakes you
must go to him Tou must tell him
that you will accompany him to Ton-
kin But you must act at once— before
It la too late”
Sylvia Arnaud drew back white and
trembling the first Indulgent good hu-
mor turned to an Incredulous auger
“Mias Smith are you forgetting — ”
"That 1 am your paid companion?
No Bnt It la In your or my power to
make our status Into that of absolute
equality— this moment If you wish Do
you wish It?” f
Sylvia stared blankly at the stern
white face of the woman confronting
her Her anger had burned ont like
straw and she was now only fright-
ened and a little resentful
"I— J don’t want to lose yon Miss
Smith” she stammered ”1 know that
you do not care for me but In your
strange way you have been friendly—
and I — I am very alone I have confi-
dence In you I am prepared to over-
look the evening’s outbreak”
“That’s wbat you canDOt and shall
not do” was the grim answer "Ton
have driven your husband to the verge
of madness Madams Arnaud and
through madness to crime — to the mur-
der of a man who surely waa once
dear to you”
“Whom do you mean?”
“Richard Farquhar”
"I forbid you— you are beside your-
self—” Garblelle Interrupted the Indignant
protest with a qnlet decision tinged
with Irony
“We are always beside ourselves
when we tell the truth Madams Ar-
naud But fortunately I have not much
more to say Go to your husband—
tell him that Richard Farqnhar never
was and never could be his rival In
yonr affections— tell him whoop It was
you went to meet In the grove that
night—”
“I cannot— wbat you ask la absurd”
Tbs gray neat little figure cams
closer
“You are very lovely Madame Ar-
naud” Gabrlelle Smith said very gen-
tly and almost reverently "One under-
stands why men suffer so mneb and
patiently for you vA man’s Ilfs Is In
your power Whatever he has done
be loved you He still looks up to you
as a saint In heaven Madame Arnaud
such loyalty la rare Tou dare not kill
It!”
Sylvia laughed carelessly
"That all cornea too late” she said
"Tou cannot plead to ms for pity And
Justice! Wbat Justice dare you claim
for an outcast — a cheat a man whom
all honest men shrink from— or for a
dissolute roue who has not shrank
from murder? They have earned their
fate” ' -
8ylvla rose Instinctively to her feet
and they faced each other in the silence
of unrelenting antagonism Tbs little
gray-clad woman turned and ' went
quietly toward the door For the first
time Sylvia’s voles sounded breathless
and anxlons -"What
are you going to do?"
"I am going to act for you”
The door closed Sylvia Arnaud ran
to It and turning the key set her back
against it as though shutting out an
unreasoned nameless terror
UNABLE TO SEE THE JOKE
Victim of Clsver Hoex Severed tong
Friendship With Man Who Per-
petrated It
Away back In the days when Miller
waa preaching the near end of the
world there were two men living in
Lawrencevllle Pa neighbor who
may he named Brown and Jonea who
wero like unto Jonathan and David
Jonea was n chicken fancier Both
like most people in that day discussed
Mlllerlsm One Saturday night Brown
who had read somewhere that If a
pointed stick were dipped In oil any-
thing written with It on an egg and
with the egg held to the fire the writ
log would remain Indelible Brows
wrote on an egg "The world will come
to an end on October 20 18M"tln
day Miller had stated and placed the
egg In one of JoneB’ nests expecting
Jones would come to him as soon as
he found it and after a good laugh
he would tell bow It was done
' But Jonea as soon as be eould get
his clothes on rushed to the boms of
Rov Richard Lea The new spread
like wildfire end persona coming to
town to church carried it and nil Sun-
day there waa n throng calling on
Jonea to see the egg Brown viewed
CHARTER XIII
' Dreams '
There were dreams on tbs great
plateau— unreal shapes which took
their airy substance from tbs stars
and from the white translucency of the
Arabian night Richard Farquhar saw
them distinctly In the first hoars of
twilight be had believed them the pig-
ments of his own pulsing fever-driven
brain And ha had rolled over hiding
bla face against the hard soli and had
bitten his lips bloody
The melancholy hour between Ilfs
and death waa over and slowly with
all the mysterious majesty of the East
night led ont her shining myriads from
the darkness Into the waiting solitudes
Only the sentinel of the hoar stood out
as something living a tall rigid shadow
magnified by the silver ghostly light of
the stars -The
sentry bad turned and became
suddenly an Immense shadow The
shadow' bent over him and whispered:
“Are you awake comrade?"
"Tee of course I am awake” hi
said
“How are you? Are you In gretl
pain? Perhaps I could loosen the corl
a little Shall I try?" ’
"No you will get yourself Into trou-
ble I am all right—”
"Mother of Godl Tour wrists anj
covered with blood Tbs devils! Sot
here Is water It will refresh you
You are a brave man Tou have not
cried ont If you had cried out they
would have Ragged you They gagged
a countryman of mine out there In
Madagascar and In the morning ha
was dead Thlre’ drink!”
Farquhar turned hla bead away
Hitherto be had not been conscious of
pain now he knew It had been there
throughout at the back of bla con-
sciousness— white-hot searing of hla
muscles a frightful crushing weight
a hand that seemed to hold him by tbs
throat choking the breath from him
“I cannot drink—”
He could not bear hla own voice He
waa not even sure that he had spoken
at all The shadow of tbo sentry
seemed to envelop the whole earth
blotting ont Its own shape But the
whisper went on It sounded so doss
to him that It seemed to have crept
Into bis very brrfln
The soldiers are In deepest
sympathy with Farquhar If he
should organize a revolt they
would follow him Will ho do
so after thla torture or will he
heed the stern Inner call of duty
and honor? What would you
do?
(TO BIS CONTINUED)
Activities of Women ’
Missouri has 30 woman dentists
Of the 1300 public and society It
brarles In the United States 107S ar
supervised oy women
A pair of silk tights worn by Julia
Marlowe when she played Rosalind
brought only one dollar at auction re-
cently Queen Milena of Montenegro who Is
now nearly seventy years of age was
married to King Nicholas when sht
was thirteen
Two million clubwomen throughout
the United States will begin n nation-
wide fight against many of the pre-
vailing atylea In woman’ apparel
when the General Federation of Worn
an’s Clubs of America convenes in
New York In May
- Call Not Professional
"How much does that stylish doctoi
of yours charge?”
"Two dollars n visit”
"Gee! How often has hs called si
your bouse this month?” -"Twenty
times”
“Gosh I Tou ow him forty dollar!
then"
"No only two dollars He’s mads
the other nineteen calls trying to col-
lect It"
the crowd with n much-troubled mind
and at last ha went to Jones and told
the story Never after that did Jones
speak to Brown
Open-Air Court of Justice
The capital of Montenegro oonilsta
of one long street In which stands
th Tree of Justice under whlob the
king dispenses law and equity in true
patriarchal style No stranger could
pick out hla majesty or his family
from the rest of th crowd In dally
life the Montenegrins are eminently
republican ' A group of three or four
may he seen smoking pipes round a
table or enjoying an evening stroll
all dressed alike with on arsenal of
knives and pistols in their belts and
the universal trouka” or boat's-hair
blanket over tbetr shoulders One Is
perhaps the minister of war the seo-
ond a tailor tbe third a farmer th
fourth the president of the senate and
the fifth the minister of finance
' Athletics on a Roof
There haa been opened on th roof
of the Wanamaker store In Philadel-
phia an nthletlo field for employee
It Inolndee a cinder running track ten
laps to the mils s sixty yard straight-
way squash and tennis courts and
similar equipment
BHOKEII DOWN
Rl HEALTH
Woman Tells How $5 Worth
of Pinkham'a Compound
- Made Her Well
Ums Ohio— “lavas all broken down
In health from a displacement One of my
lady friends earns to
see me and she ad-
vised me to com
menc taking Lydia
E Pinkham’s Veg-
etable Compound
and to nss Lydia E
Pinkham’s Sanative
Wash I began tak-
ing your remedies
and took JE 00 words
and in two month
was n well woman
after three doctors said I never would
stand np straight again I was n mid-
wife for seven years and I recommended
th Vegetable Compound to every wo-
man to take before birth and after-
wards and they all got along so nicely
that it surely is n godsend to suffering
women If women wish to write to
me I will be delighted to answer them “
— Mrs Jennib Moyer 842 E-North St
Lima Ohio
Women who suffer from displace-
ments weakness irregularities ner-
vousness backache or bearing-down
pain need the tonic properties of the-
roots and herbs contained in Lydia E
Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound
Kill All Flies! SL
Pb—luiTubnO-Hr Fly Km— attruts sad kills sn
Vss M-sS si— stssm-ntsl sor-impt asJsh-sa
i-taalllMN aui-
toul can't pUla-
Jiim me wliTaci mM nr-
rlajnw anything Quay i
MritAMOv Aikilia
Daisy Fly KOIar
if UMM iltts
a— as aorssas is asm s-esims-v-
Not the Only One
Jane started to tell a secret whl’h-
Uncle Jack had told her but her moth-
er warned her that secrets must not be
told to anyone After a while she came-
to her mother and said dolefully :
"Mother I don’t Ilk secrets”
"Why not?”
“I don’t know I guess I like to talk-
too well" returned Jane — F G
Classified
Patriot — One who goes with hit-
wife to buy a hat and enjoys himself
Martyr— -One that goes with her but'
falls asleep In the store
Hero— One that goes with her and'
flirts with all the cashglrls ''
Coward — The sneaky character that
always remembers he has on engage-
ment Obstructing Navigation
“They tell me Hint Smith was ar-
rested today beenuse he drowned hie
dog In the river” said Jones
“How could they arrest him for
draining a dog In the river?” demand-
ed Brown
"Why they claimed that a sunken
bark obstructed navigation”
Not Sufficient
“That new car of yours Is a poem’
“Yes but they won't let me run Ik
on my poetic license"
'It costs more to avenge a wrong
than It does to let It go by default
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