Pittston Gazette

              EST.VUUISIIKIJ 18RO. VOL. XU1I. NO. C1. t Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTOX, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY. SEPTEMBER 23, 1892. A Weekly Local and Family ournal. ' 1.(t l*i:i? A \ X t'M 1 IN AIIVAM'K. A FAIR government's theories of war; but its articles protect this youth and release inc." scant ceremony to Clay guided by the prov tnc guarc [UlSS motner ana revcrea oairn—suatieniy Hallowed, and the lips, thin-cwrved by scorn, pressed tightly on each other, and a cruel light of disdainful hate gleamed from the hot ftray eyes. sr;o. i: Uie truUi. iy t!!i' c pv voaiior stands iay how. The sen try " is—powerless. An hour's ride bring-s you to reads you know; tun rise aees you Kc.fi with on federate cavalry care ly t:ic tense, wet neci: of the gloved hands together, demanding its encore. The light of well-won praise lit the girl's richly colored face, as she raised her dark eyes from fringing lashes. Suddenly they fell upon a newcomer in the door-way, and the light quickly changed to a deeper and mor? meaning ohe. But she quickly dropped her face, and her fingers idly touched the keys again. THE HO(r. BY i»liiL K YE trine was coming out through the open window, together with the flavor id honest toil ami nnrectificd spirits. The road to Gombroon is eight miles in length and reminds one of Pennsylvania avenue in some respects. The route crosses and reerosses the Branch just often enough to keep the feet of one's mules tidy, and the bowlders which yon drive over are well worthy of the attention of the geologist. Four years ago I would have Said that the road to Gombroon was rough and irregular, but since then I have driven over Patten avenue and South Main street in Asheville, and I am gentler in niy judgment of mountain roads since tlmt. himself to a solitary hut hC rr.c. thr.t rubbed (to me his shoulder. 'j% w y C Blott Breaker, The general's eyes again inventoried the speaker with curiosity that had some admiration mixed with it, but he answered, calmly: road, ha]f hidden in trses, but fr.st whitening under soft flakes caught by it. into a drift. The maior bustled i'bont the mouldy little room with the politicomilitary punctilio of a fresh soldier, swinging his lantern up to the one window to inspect its security, trying the creaking wooden latch of the door, and swearing, not inaudibly, at the nimble soldier trying to blow the wet and smoking brush, piled upon the crazy hearth, into a blaze. Then he turned away,—hesitated,— :ay soul, spoke HE WRITES OF THE VERSATILE AND SLAB SIDED RAZORBACK. For now memory whispered of that gray, bitter (fioaming at headquarters when the hints of men became certainty. Euinor—coming as the wind comes, whence no man liutctli—crept through the crimps that he—Peyton Fitzhugh, their pride and boast, though but three months returned from Europe to serve his r,t;.te—hail ridden out of the lines without leavo and was heard of no more! Then—worse than news of capture—of death itself!—that he, ilower of Virginian chivalry, had deserted. Ard did I trust vou— I sukj I speak only truth "Cod! girl, do not tempt 13 for u;i!:e of ?/«: /—to cay what I shou! not)CC/.' Oo, Carolyn! (?.,! War i* t:n- ortain—my life in unusual peril. If you hear I have died the rpy's death, pray for the soul you believe false tD wry thing', the soul thatOodin Heaven, looking on us now, knows true''—a halfsol) b ire the wtr.-ds—to you!" " Yc i. I know," he interrupted, eagerly , ii) ao.st happily, "If yon do, it is not tl.at you hate—despise me lets. but that \ iDu mv.it use such vile means for— 'the (.-use! Will vou came,?" l'Um! you seem familiar with the articles of war. Did you study them at your aunt's, or—in camp? \V hat is your name'.'"' Also Tell* of the Eiruacnn ltlnck Hear, BY X. C. DE LEON. Which Flourishes in the Ilomi- of Srnu "Handsome fellow, that! quite distingue," the cabinet member said, following her glance, then letting his own rest admiringly on the face she did not raise to reply: "An 'old friend of—mamma's. Did you never meet him before, judge?" tor Vance—Remark* About (In- Senator "Carrie Fauntleroy—my first cousin, sir," Evan broke in, quickly, his eye catching the papera on the table, before the girl could reply. Again he extended his hand, entreating Again the woman crew bach with a shudder. ami Wily His Home Is Culled Gombrtton C'oiDyiiglit, 1H9I, by J. B. Lippincott Co., und published by 8[KVial arrangement. [Popyrigbt, l«T«. by Ktlgar W. Xye.] |CONTISUBl).] CHAITHE IIL A NEW rOK WITH AS OLD FAOB. "Rather an awkward fix you're in, I fear, miss," he said, at length, turning to Miss Clay. ' 'Circumstances certain1 seem dead against you. Tilt? clank of arms came faintly on the wind. At his touch the horsj moved softly on into the snov.-y road, the man standing still, with baracl hood Black mountain is the home (,f the large Etruscan black bear. Big Tom Wilson and Senator Zebr.lon Baiid Vance. Four times in sis years Big Tom Wilson has written me: "Come up as soon as possible. 1 have caught the bear owned by you for killing purposes. Please hurry up, as lie is eating his head "Is that true?" "Oh, God! Dare I tract burst from hor lips in half : is man?" The federal general questioned the man, but his gaze never left the face uf the woman turned defiantly upon him, now suffused with a plow of anger that never deepened under his scrutiny. "You can!" he whlspsrod, c::?orly "You can trust me as you could Lva:i for i/o-T men Sake—for A slight, almost boyish figure, passing to and fro with restless, tigerish movement, cut the red gleam of the smoldering campfire with frequent shadow, jis the two prisoners and their escort rode up to the bivouac on the river bank. Challenge, reply and report quickly made, the provost-marshal asked numerous questions of the ceptive pair, getting but scant information in return. Then he moved forward to the resth ss pacer by the fire, halted, and, saluting, said: Of co Oh! the it! X no :iv. t»: liidtlen horror of a:id eves upraised. Then, when the whirling eddies hid the rider from his sight. that bold rider, that reckless soldier, that traitor Virginian, fell upon his knees and dropped his face in his clasped hands. "Scarcely possible, Miss Be:;sie," the dignitary answered. "Even among the thousands of new faees, I would not forget that one. But'v.e are forgetting what is more important—the encore." I gathered from what Senator Vance let fall while we were conversing on political matters that ho is a Democrat. So is Mrs. Vance. Yet they had nothing to say of the Republican nominees except in a tone of the most kindly commiseration. We spoke very little 011 political matters, however, as Major Wilson was there also, and if any one spoke of politics he promptly but gracefully clianged tho topic of conversation by referring to the third party candidates.can't answer certainly for the gcr but I should have this matter fully investigated. I should send yon t C the old canitol for court martial. We nrrD in mcd of his plighted love, of he* half-flighted troth; Imt Carolyn Clay c rnvo C;f ;i lino to whom their own Cij .jt-r.rovnl v. tis keenest of nil reproach. your cause little Fairfax!" ' Vo i know?" She stared at him "My cousin is a Virginian, s;r," she answered for him, as he hail done for her. "V.'e are never ashamed of our "Yes, I know." Il« her.itatcd an in- Btr.nt, adding, almost fiercely: "It is the spy'b business—the trtiUcr'*— tp know all. Poor little Fairfax!"—again his voice softened to infinite tenderness— the enemy's country, you set Anu Is-.-r Iwurt harck'neil itself, even aa I'aar.'rjh's of oldC rgaiust the man who had Ixjtrayed her—worse, himself— ■worst of all, his.country! "It shall be a liimple old bullad, then," she answered; and again she shot one swift glance into the dark eyes of Peyton Fitzliugh, elegantly languid in evening dress. lie made no movement save to smooth, rather foppishly, the black hair brushed low on his broad brow. Next instant all the fire in the girl's vibrant soprano was ringing in thai old rc*ncl ditty: "Charlie fc» My Darling!" The elegant traitor listened, to the very last note, leaning lightly against the door frame, but with no changed expression on his strong, quiet face. Nor did he respond to—even if he caught—the quick glance the singer's eyes again sent him with the last note, but his gloved hand joined in the applause as the bachelor functionary at the piano, bending over the girl in evident admiration, said, softly: "Enviable 'Charlie,' Miss Bessie. But you certainly do sing Scotch ballads \ 'i '-; ,-, jsD, mwwsi'3. I i r ~r •£}V - ;. t-gif&i r i' 'J&jT f ri'.'. \Dt D . ' 'id - i i '••'V ■ ••■'i • names." safety of the whole command, no 1C s:D than the honor of the flag-, demands full investigation of yorr reasons for assumfor vour vouno* man. Soon he rose, with gesture of defiance to the now clear-sounding arms, turned into the denser woods and strode rapidly away. A quick glance sent her Evan's thanks that she had caught his meaning—that her own nainc was too well known along the border to be risked in this new periL Whether the general caught that. glance or not, he seemed impressed by its reflection in her eyes, from which his own had never swerved; for, after a brief pause, he asked, suddenly:r in? a iiiuco. Nor was room.left for doubt. Rumors, Btranr-3 doubts, crept in at first, then can:c stories of disloyal work, with raiding federals; find, last, Capt. Charlton reported that, riding with a gay party from a farmhouse frolic, he himself had seen the traitC«r by the federal offlcer who had ambushed them. * Charlton h;:d fired, in his flight, and saw the tall deserter reel in his saddle, blood strcaning from his brow, his Kentucky hunter cleared the fence and distanced pursuit. A ad when this formal report was miulo at headquarters, with name and date given, the fair, frank face of (.Sen. Stuart had grown black as night. Twice he advanced on Charlton, ready to speak. Twice, by supreme effort, he controlled himself, striking his fist upon the table at last, and thun- "he will die—you will murder him—unless you use these means to v.ve. An BmMi M&Mmw k?if C '"? ftrf-;^ WHI iyipfp Five minutes later the relief reached the extra post at the hut. No sentry challenged; and the lank New Englan 1 SMCgc.-int, advancing warily, stuinWcx. over the prostrate trooper, conscious, but ci .'k and dizzy. hour's ride, and you aro free, safe ainon.f friends." "Maj. Conyer's scout sends in two prisoners, general. Would j'ou earc to question them, or—" "Send them to tho rear, Bir," brusquely replied the officer addressed, passing into gloom. With romething' like asobfinished, raising his hand to push the damp hair back from his forehead. The embers flickered into blanc again, throwing full light noon his face, and tbe vromnn. The nominees ,ou the tuird parly ticket in North Carolina seem to be having softie trouble already, one having been aiTested for using profane language in tho postotfice, another for carrying concealed weapons, another charged with eloping with his wife's sister, and another with stealing a hog from a widow woman during our late war. I trust that these grave charges will be refuted at an early date. mm 9 k Calling the relief to advancc, the sergeant raised the supposed offender as he muttered to himself: "At what point, miss, did you hope to reach the river?" "One of them is a woman, sir." —hesitant till then—again d iv b: The returning shadow promptly halted, raised a pair of keen blue eyes to the others face, shook the snow out of the long brown curls escaping beneath his plumed felt hat and resting on his collar, as he asked, crisply— If he expected a start or flush for an answer, it was in vain. Carolyn Clay had been in close places before, if not so perilous as this; and she answered, as calmly and natnrally as though declining an ice: fihuu "Au omea!" she cried. "That scar— Cain': , brand upon your forehead—warns me not to trust the traitor!" •ring. "Can't blame him much! Might myself, such a nasty night. But where in 'tarnal thunder did he git the ruin? Phew! Chloroform!" •He stared at her wondering. "Hypocrite!" she answered to the look, "I too know all—tho swift confederate brr.nd upon you—Capt. Charlton's bullet marked—" "Charlton!" "My aunt lives inland, sir; not on the CHAPTER V. A nALTIMORE WAR PAHTT. Senator Vance has many agricultural ideas in common with my own. His watermelons mature in. October, iio do mine. He has been unsuccessful iitperfecting a coreless baked apple from needling trees. So have I. His wormless apple for train use never reached maturity. Neither has my own. "Camp woman, or spy?" river." A brilliant and representative gathering, but not a large one, had assembled in the handsomely-decorated parlors of J.Irs. CJilmor Gray. / That fair and gracious hostess—still among the most attractive of the Monumental city's society leaders—was insisted in entertainment of distinguished guests by two brilliant daughters, noted belles in that city, among whose women beauty and refinement aro the rule. "Certainly not an ordinary camp woman. A lady, seemingly; though she jvill not talk," replied the provost marshal, glibly. "And, sir, when a woman won't talk—" ,A half smile he could not repress flickered an instant about the cavalry leader's lips, quickly replaced by their habitual sternness, as he retorted: con amore." m "Thankyon,'?she answered. "Simple, unscientific as they are. tome of them are great favorites of mine. This, for instance:" "Fr Dni this hour, let no man dare to breatlib the name of Peyton Fitzhugh in my command: (jcntlenaeu, to instruct youf troops. Remember, this is not a request, bat an order. See that dering out A great amaze made his face blank one instant Then the name passed his lips, low, vengeful as a curse. His breast rose and fell, as he dashed his liat to his head, striding one step towards her. "It is a strange hour and strange company for you to be found in, miss. No, I am not doubting your statement" —stopping her intent to speak by a gesture—"but shall ask proof for it. Major, question the guard who brought them in for point of capture and all details. Send the guide to me, sir." A BEAU TO EE KILLED. "Any papers? Have you searched them?" cut in his superior. "No, sir. 1 had supposed Maj. Con's yers—" j " 'Supposed?' Search them, sir!" And -Cthe young general, with a scarcely sup•3& She broke quickly into the liltful melody: "All the Blue Uonnets Are Over the Border." But the glance she sent to the doorway r.s its accompaniment was lost. Fitzhugh had boon replaced by a blonde youth wearing perfect clothes, and his own particular smile upon his fair, chiseled features, undeniably aristocratic. Ilis own particular knack, too, elevated his arched eyebrows wonderingly, yet never wrinkling his soft, boyish forehead. A character -in his own patented way, hiding carefully any strength of ehar- off." Four times affairs of state have prevented my Koing np to Black monntain. and so other Imuds have killed my bear. Bat vegetables generally liave done well in both cases. We had an abundance ot' all truck from the garden, anil Irish potatoes that wonfd do more for home rule than all the enthusiasm and arnica of those political meetings and stellated fractures in Ireland, where all joint discussions are held in the rum joints of that liberty loving island. it is obeyed!" "PEVTOX FITZOTTOTI." So liDe grave of oblivion had closed over the memory of him who had been Stuart's chosen sjldier, his knight exemplar. For Job Stuart's word was law, sealed by the love of his men; and for months Peyton Fitzhugh had been as der.d to his old comrades as though h!s body actually festered in the grave, v. ith the stake of superstition driven "Obstinate, relentless:*' he said, rapidly, in hollow voice. "Will you prove selfish as well? Carolyn Clay, I have The bear of Black mountain is of t lie order of Carniyora and tribe Plantigrade, and is a tribe of the family Ursid1. They walk on the soles of th !r feet and have live toes on each fCDot. Their tales are not serial tales, Ixuiig brief and to th;; point. The tail of the Black mountain bear is extremely rudimentary, and iii some cases is merely a depression. pressed oath, locked his hands behind him, stood with back to.the fire, wholly careless of the fast falling snow, and he certainly swallowed sometitiny; and I can testify, in person, that he almost assaulted me in his effort to prevent capture of dangerous despatches. You will be underdose guard until daylight, miss; but I will await further instructions before disposing of you finally. We will advance at—hem!—I mean, you should try and make yourself perfectly comfortable. Confound ycu, Lynch! you've tilled the room with smoke!" said what man dart say. Did I say one word more,—did I convince you,—then I should despise myself as you despise me! I have solemnly sworn to save vou, at risk of—of all that is left to me,—at risk of losing what a girl like yon could never dream! A moment more, the relief comes.and all is lost; for I swear I irill not leave this hut alone! No; do not answer: there is no time. If your own honor is risked, — if your mother's heart is broken.—if little Fairfax dies for want cf remedies his prideful sister might have won him,—then I call God to witness that the sin is on your head!" To both of these the Misses Westchestc—for the fair matron had solaced a sometime widowhood at the earnest pleading of Mr. Gilmor Gray, a noted club bachelor in supposed-to-be-impervious armor — added travel, accomplishment and high culture of rare musical gifts. Miss Bessie, small, brunette and piquante, was a balladist second to none in that musical center; and her interpretation of German songs, especially, had repute scarce attaincd by the perfect mastery of her Erard piano, that showed under the strong, precise hands of her sister, blonde, imperious, stately, and Miss Westchester by grace of eighteen months' lapso. As the major bustled out of the tent, Miss Clay said, rather anxiously: Hfe - c watched his officer's retreating form as he approached the pair. Fauntleroy had been lifted from his cramped perch behind Doyle's saddle, and Miss Clsy, dismounting, had approached him, with eager query as to "I can give you all the details now, sir. The troopers will prove my state- Gombroon is a handsome summer home built of native timber grown on the place, cut oirthe place and hauled by the \Tance mules, Peter and Bepeter, to a little mill down the Branch, where the timber was sawed, dressed, kiln dried and prepared for the building. In digging for the foundation a bed of beautiful building sand was found, and a' quarry of excellent stone was struck within a four minute walk of the house and a little above it, so that with a stone boat and the speckled steers, Evether and Nyether, Senator Vance easily hauled in a few days stone enough to build the foundation of the house. ment." "Um! doubtless," the general answered, slowly. "Will they also disclose to me what was in"—he turned on Evan like a flash—"that paper you swallowed?"Thus the fair girl sat and thought the night away, its minutes gliding swiftly on, as though her fancies had been sweet; the snow falling without, faster, deeper, more silently; the thud of the sentry's footfall less and less distinct. And the lire-flame flickered, grew dull. tlirotv h it "Leg basted, but only a strain, 1 guess," he answered, cheerfuUy, adding, rather ruefuUy: "It will be in marching trim long before I get the his hurt. Some spoeies of tho Ix'ar hibernate iu the winter, occupying a hollow tree or cave iu the earth. They remain stationary at such times, living on the record of their glorious past. The KauiChat lean bear is found in Kamchatka. A fit of coughing cut off the military stuinp-speaker, and he stepped outside for lengthy instructions to the sentry, already pacing his post before the hut. "Fine cut, sir," the boy answered, quickly but meekly; and even the gravity of his peril could not restrain the twinkle in his eye as he grimaced with affected nausea. chance to test it, now!" "Poor, dear boy! And all for my sake!" Miss Clay whispered back. "But perhaps we may get off, if—" Her suggestion was cut off unfinished by the brusque order of the provost marshal: "Fall back, madarh! — Sergeant, search that prisoner! Why in thunder haven't you done so already?" he added, in lower grumbling, venting spleen at his own reproof upon his inferior. The girl had dropped listlessly on the one rickety stool in the room, seemingly as oblivious to cold and to danger aa to the major's stream of tall:. She was very pale', but two red disks burned in the rounded checks, her lissome figure drooping and her gauntlctcd liands resting carelessly in her lap. Only the face moved, its gray eyes intent on vacancy, but deepening in color as swift thoughts chased each other through her brain. Sometimes the lips moved soundlessly, the color deepening in her cheeks and her head half erecting, only to droop again upon her bosom. The the brush-branches falling1 into coals, fast praying, into ash. Uut she never moved;. only the changfefni tiit of feelinff over her features telling that she still and thought jind suffered, hile the fertile brain formed cr plan for escape, cach quick ■U as hopeless. flesh of the black bear of Black mountain is eaten for food. It tastes like a hot box. People who can get eodlivcr oil to eat seldom c»t bear meat.'' Tl.e bear eats mostly berries, roots anC! herbs, and therefore should be good cat ing himself, but h A challenge without, a low reply, anil the orderly stood in the entrance, saluting: The woman's besom rose and fell; words rushing to her lips died upon them: she heard her own heart beating thunderous in her throat. About these handsome rooms comfortably mored a company rarely distinguished, even at a day when tho strong current of national events bore on it the strongest, most cultured and Inst-known men aud women of the lanCL And close vicinage to the national capital added to some Baltimore reunions the glitter of uniforms, military as well as diplomatic, and the glamour of great names. "The guide, sir." "Come! For the sake of all dear to ycu,—cause, mother, brother,—come!" the raan pleaded. "Vile, despicable as I am in your eyes, let me atone in part, by saving you—and Fairfax." A tall figure, wrapped in a long cloak, that showed beneath it only muddy riding boots, entered the tent. The plain felt hat he removed showed fine black hair on his broad white forehead; "8eud him in at once." plan ever. - - I/O  e breaks ov"rt:i:D riiics \ 4/- uitandeats acoloml • ., ! i v ;/a'C'' ;i|i3 fr/M aWmt me at duflli iiears thb W^jM:\ Dte auov.n ilio shady ';/ , , ■ Z' Vs v'vf'i j ' jt l*anek of-the Swan- '('//i&li C»'' I r:"Dm )\uj 1 e peasantry of Brick W! r/M closer to each other, \y-.-Jifc 1 jl fl( is fee-Ik:.-? rile Ivj.r • s rmiuing around here '* for chetitmil s / / V 1 - \ Dr something of thi.t / ' i D dism sometimes after L child Out i:i the dim- misty edge of the snovirCriftS, cut by a clump of tree:; some dozen ya.rd3 a*.yay from the hut, u shadow lurked. Once—again it moved, dim, noiseless. Sitting asa ghojit. Then, as the sentry- turned away, beating his unns and shifting his carbine to keep down the r.now-cranp, the shadow glided forth into the hazy light. Hwift, noiseless, d'v«vt it sjed upon the trooper's track. Nearer it drew — nearer still; a sadden spring, and an iron arm had encircled his throat, a sudden wrcn.h had torn the carbine from his (&&¥' Now and then shrill cry of a shi "All right! Search away," Evan responded, with a loud laugh, as the girl stepped back without a word, only one 'quick motion of her hand to her lips. And, noting it, the boy swiftly carried his hand to his month, as though to atop his laugh. With a dash upon him. the sergeant had his wrist In iron grip, forcing down the tightly-clinched hand and struggling to open it. But ere the long, powerful New Englander could do this, to find it empty—Evan's jaws had worked rapidly, and he gave a great gulp, as the officer cried: "Choke him, sergeant." "For what?" the reb answered, defiantly, springing back. "You've made me swallow my tobacco now; and— Oh, Lord! I'm getting sick!" With a sudden lurch forward, he leaned heavily on the officer, almost tumbling him into the arms of the agile Mho eotD so close to Carolyn Clays lips burst through them. A great joy gleamed in the deep eyes of the traitor Virginian; and again—with obsecration piteous in its meekness—he held out hi.? hand. vallej* of the nort nauoa, Then thC Not one word, of reply came to tlie bustling major's rigmarole, and if the girl even heard his words they conveyed no sense to her. Only did she start from deep re very when the Irish trooper, rising from his knees, su,id, cheerily: Indeed, during the war time, Baltimore society was unique beyond any in America; and a broad, deep stream of sentiment—picketed on one side by defiant, outspoken feeling, oa the other by prudence, sagucity, tact and ceaseless watchfulness—flowed through the sockJ city, as dangerous and difficult to pass as the near-flowing Potomac. and they call in t' moantain crouch dog wliero jt will With bowed head, but quick gesture of dissent, the woman withdrew her own, half extended to take it; but she pointed to the door, without a word. that Senator Vatici with one of his cli Senator Vanet/tD race of ridge rx the long, sad faci hog and fond of of William Tell, ex Into the blinding drifts of snow, whirling and eddying now in tho colder wind, passed these two, he {3*refally closing the door, to hide all gleam from within. A few paces through the soft white carpet, then tho woman drew hack shivering, with what had been a cry, bat for his warning hand upon her arm. \ "IJeJadl but there's a darlin' av a blaze! • Had luck to the broosh, bwt it's bio we J me out enthierlyl Rape up ycF sparrLs, raiss! Ther's th' blanket to tdvei* ye from th' cowld; an' ye'd better catch a wink of sldape, fur ye'll bo sailed early, Oi'm belavin'. Nivcr fear, ilarlin ," lie added, lower, "Oi'tu a feyther ir.yrsel', an' Oi know th' failin's uv u doe1.iter. Bad eeus to the major's tongue!" — his voice fell to a whisper— "he's makin' av it woorsc fqr ye, whin it's hard enough, sliure! Cood  miss: an' don't lit the lire go low. Plisant dhramos!" iJitt, t? "the despot's heel" was «?dTly pressing oa Maryland's chore, it certainly seemed shod in slipper of velvet at hi r capital of society and of commerce.Dca'Uy still, but in deadly strain, the i/tv. o ! incn tagged some second:;. Then the shadow's am relaxed: the troo;Dcr—limp, inert, helpless—slid from that •-ioalh-like grip and sank motionless r-vm tho snow. ▲ CHARACTER HT HIS 0WJT PATENTED longer. Ho is sur WAY. the crags and prei acter he had, universally popular for plainly admirable traits and perfect manners, was Mr. William Howard Mc- Kee. "Yesterday," sail killed a rattlesnu For—stronghold of southern sympathizers, the "rpbel nest," is Washington held her to be—most of Baltimore's leading jx-ople had tact sufficient to keep their tongues still, however active they mr.y have been otherwise in aid to struggling friend or relative beyond the border, however much of disgust may, ia many instances, have lurked beneath the s:nils. Never professing "loyalty"' as the word was then mistranslated, thc«e were wise enough to repress all blatant hint of its opposite, well realizing that no good could possibly result therefrom, while one chance word might mar all future possibility of usefulness, even while resulting in immediate hurt or danger. boys to keep it to thirty or forty lio;, The hinges of the crazy old door creakod ominously, as Carolyn Clay turrjC-1 her head. An instant later she stood ere~t, defiant, as the smoldering "My God! You killed —' " 'Sh! No! Carolyn, are you a child?" Fitzhugh whispered. "One Cound, and they are upon us. Be a woman! Remember—♦"'airfax!"A noted "society man," spite of hi3 unattaincd majority and almost girlish, gentleness, he was descended from "a signer" on his mother's side, from wealthy ancestry on both. He was, too, a budding wit, whose good heart and unfailing tact made hiin as popular with the chjb set as he was with tho "german" by divine right of heels. loose in the woods or the third party sergeant. "Lean up, damn yoa!" growled the provost marshal—a volunteer commission by recent grace, but a politician by descent, profession, and life-long practice.kind to come along, and so they ate it up. These hoys during the summer diet and train themselves down a great deal, take long walks and otherwise bant themselves till they look like autumu leaves. Then, when the autumn leaves and the nuts and acorns come on. yon will see the xazorback, if the crop Le good, fling his tail gayly over ihe dashboard and let bygones be bygone-: Should tho mast, as this crop is called, be short, or only a half crop, of cour. a his tail will naturally hang at half mast, but that is neither here ncr there. I ATE ANOTHER WATERMELON. The building is finished in the very justly celebrated woods of North Carolina, and I may be allowed at this point to speak, I hope, of the lack of enthusiasm shown in the collection and preparation of such things for the big fair from this state. It is doubtful if any other state 111 the Union has such an unbounded wealth of beautiful woods, aud yet I tremble when I think what a feeble showing it bids fair to make at Chicago. Nebraska, which is a magnificent agricultural state, but not celebrated as a timber state by any means, will furnish the $1,000 hammer with a handle of Nebraska woods with which to drive the last nail in the woman's building. Why couldn't North Carolina, with every variety of staple and ornamental wood covering the entire Blue Ridge in this state to a depth of 80 to 100 feet, nerve herself up to supplying the handle of such a hammer? She would not feel it in fifty years from now. Again on, swiftly and noiselessly, to the skirt of woods, into its heart, through crisp, snow-clad underbrush, out into the open, o hundred yards lDeyond. There stood a noble horse saddled but untcthcrcd, a cavalry blanket wound about the pommel to form a lady's seat. ••'IT.anlt yon!" the girl answer a deep breath, that was less ii si; a half-awakening. "You arc ver Who is the general's guide—** wltli "lir COUSIN IS A. VIRGINIAN", SIR." Th than I!/; 'Xu£; ' ippig There was apparent agony of nausea upon the boy's face; but had the light been stronger the captors might have caught a gleam of merry devil in the eyes he dropped quickly as the volunteer again grumbled: "Cml the old spy's trick. Search him, aergeant! Do you hear?" , but the slim hand that smoothed it carefully betrayed its roots seamed by •the red track of a recent bullet. The features below were clear cut and high bred, though deeply tanned from exposure.•y good But peculiarly was Willie McKce facile princeps in all private theatricals and amateur performances, ever famous in Baltimore—his "lightning changes" being most famous. " 'Ttnlk-n, Lynch!" sounded the major's voice from without. "Cease talking with the prisoner! I cannot impress you men with the fact that no soldier should talk, under any circumstances. And you should learn from me that—" As Fitzhugh approached, the b*ute reared his muzzle, about to whinney, but was silent at his master's quick touch. "So-o, bpy! Steady, Custer!" He turned to the girl, who started instinctively at the name. "That is his name; 3*011 must use it, for he knows no other. Nor does he know whip or neel spur. Speak to him as you were his mistress, and he will carry you to safety ar.d—freedom! Let him have his head—he knows every foot of road— until day breaks. Then you should be at Scruggs' farm. Take the left fork there. An hour's gallop should bring you to Eosscr's advance, CoL Randolph in command. They are moving straight for Harper's Ferry to cut us off. They ■ere in our rear"—ho hesitated an instant, speaking very slowly, as the girl stared blankly at him. "You under- The newcomer saluted, as the general asked, quickly: Scarce pe rceptible query of his brows brought lightest reply .from the girl's drooped lashes; and Mr. Meliee sauntered down upon the cabinet minister, like "the Assyrian"—reversed. "Do you know any Fauntleroys hereabouts, sir?" If not profound society peace, there reigned at least a social truce, sensitive, unformulated, liable to rupture on slight occasion; for it might have been of the social situation then that was written: When taken up aud fed a month or f 0 after, this cour.se of chestnuttiiig iLe Black mortr.tain sandy shote or coral insect soon becomes a delicious morsel. tLe hams being as large and juicy as thos e of the Buff Cochin hen at maturity. Without a word of protest, Evan submitted to thorough search by the lean old sergeant, a regular with chevrons for service, which yet could not keep his lips quite steady, as he finished his task and reported, handing over his treasures: "One letter, two passes, sir; one pipe, one hoof-pick, one buckle, one pieoe of twine." And the veteran's hand went from his cap to his side, as the major nervously grasped the enumerated Thi -i the voice Clied away on the night wind, leaving the snow-muffled tramp of the sentry for sole companion to the girl's thoughts. The guide raised his eyes, meeting full the mingled surprise, contempt and hatred shot into them by the blazing glance of Carolyn Clay. And even her best-trained tact lost itself in the cry: "You ax-e the priestess of simplicity to-night. Cousin Bessie," ho said, easily. "I really believe you have discovered that the judge's grandmother was Scotch; though he has dropped the Me, which clings to me." " Though ye conquer us, men of the north, know ye not CHAPTER IV. ACCUSATION. W hat fierce, sallcn hatred lurks under tho I ate a couple of these hams at Senate r Vance's table, and 1 shall never speav: lightly of the ridgo rooter again. He is subject to none of the diseases peculh.r to corpulence. He breathes good air. eats the pokeberry in midsummer till his ceilings and wainscolings are as re 1 as a Chinese demonstration: then he eats the wild cucumber which falls from the cucumber tree after tie squirrel has had all he wants, an 1 tho result is that by Novemix r he is ready to take a course of corn in tho ear or elsewhere, and winds up ;:t the glorious yuleride when the holly lDerries are red and. the mistletoe an 1 the persimmons are both ripe, stiil slender and girlish in figure, but as tender and juicy as a Brazil nut. "Peyton Fitzhugh!" The snowflakes. sifted down noiselessly but larger and faster; the tread of the sentry v. as softened almost into silence; and the fire, now crackling merrily on the old hearth, whirled tho spark:; up the cracked chimney in dizzy dance. I'oiv loyal was Venicc to Hapsburg, I wot:— How dearly the Pole loves his father the czar!" scar? The man's tanned face grew almost purple in its flush, and his eyes fell before hers; but, equally surprised as herself. he exclaimed: "You arc mistaken, sir," the dignitary answered, rather frigidly, at interruption of his tete-a-tete. Yet under more than ono roof which covered a family of the best old stock, every heart beating in perfect unison with the struggling bouthrons, were received men and women who widely differed in every public matter, but were whoKy congenial in every social one. And that tactful grace, which has ever been the chief charrh of Baltimore society deftly rounded dangerous and treacherous headlands of opinion, to glide safely into those neutral waters of simple social contact. "Carolyn Clay!" "Beg pardon, really!" the young man retorted, biandlv. "I thought I had Gombroon, with its oaken stairs and halls, its ceilings of curly poplar and umple, its rooms finished in cherry and mountain mahogany, its library with massive dark beams of native wood and oaken floors, is a good advertisement of what there is lying untouched and undeveloped in what Professor Guyot says is the most magnificently wooded mountain range in the world. captures. "Major!" The clear call from the little statue at the fire wheeled the provost marshal like a top; and he advanced eagerly, saluting with the hand that held his prizes. If ever human face spoke plain words, that of Evan Fauntleroy cried to tlic silence now filling that tent: Carolyn Clay sat like a statue, her chin resting on her hand, and her face, now pale, swept by light or shadow, as busy ipemory sent each from hter brain. SOME D02F.N YARDS AWAY FROM T11E niT. where; but v;e'ro makinff history bo fast, nowadays, that really a follow can't pretend to keep accurately to it." rxjiuv?- "Oh, Lord! it's all out!" A SHADOW LURKED. But his cousin's face was dark with wrath that swept before it thought, prudence—all save the deep contempt quivering in each word of her retort: brush flashed into flame before the draught. "Stop that farce," the general continued, dryly. "If that fellow is really a spy, he made way with his proofs on capture. These are decoys only." "I think, general, he swallowed"— the provost blurted out—adding, very quickly, "his tobacco." The keen blue eyes Bhot only one glance at the speaker, now eagerly acanning the papers by light of the fire. "He did? Um! send him to my tent." "Yes, general. Will you examine these?" For the rencontre ia tho general's tent had added other and far different thoughts to anxious memory and eager speculation on the outcome of this adventure— the most dangerous, so far, that all her risky essays as a blockadebreaker had forced upon her. "How dare ycu—coward?" "Where Co you come frcns, Willie?" Miss liessi# asked, her quit-It tact catching the boy's pert tone. "You are dreadfully late, sir!" Low, clear, but almost in a hiss, came the words from the pale woman. "To her own people, yes! Miss Clay to tho branded traitor Peyton Fitzhugh!"'"Ilnsh!" the man answered, in a voice so hollow she scarce recalled it. "lletray yourself by any noise, and we both are lost. I come—" "Not a bit of it, eoz. ISeen Here i:n hour—in the conservatory with lu belle Nina, from Philadelphia. Was routed out by your mamma's Roman regard aa she strolled in on the aria of Peyton Fitzhugh. Handsome dog, that fellow; and deep, too." Mr. Suttle, to whose mules wo were indebted for a delightful ride of eight miles np to Gombroon, said that the Exceptions there were, even in such households, where thw fair Marylander had thought lier ear profaned by courteous address from the Yankee, her liapidly the general's glance moved from man to woman, resting sternly on the guide's face as he said: .... . . at ilooh an ..iv-an? h::plain, sir." In all her previous tramps along the Potomac trail- as in ljer "hair-breadth 'scapes" from patrol gunboats in crossing the well-watched river—Miss Clay had escaped capture. Indeed, had the operetta been written then, she had certainly gained the sobriquet of "The M ascot te," from her good fortune. "Peyton Fitshujrh! leave me this instant. or I call thii guard!" She drew r.p to her full height, pointing to the door with arm-sweep of a queen. "Your very presence would be insult to any Virginian woman; to me it is dis- Sometimes one strikes a mountain hog, however, that will not take on flesh, but remains thin and angular. These are often killed and dried just i-s they are, and may be used to clean lamp chimnevs with. estate embraces 2,500 acres. I believe, which gives the senator's pigs a feeling of perfect freedom that is entirely absent in the illiterate but arrogant hog of the congested metropolis. haud polluted by his social touch! Such openly paraded their sympathies and sang aloud the praises of their dear l'or a space in which one have told ten, no answer came. The thin, sensitive lips twitched spasmodically; the nervous brown hand sDlid beneath the cloak, as though to grasp a weapon: but all the while tho guide's flushed face was raised full to his chiefs, his eyes never wavering, though his breast labored heavily once, twice. "That swarthy, handsome man just now at the door?"' the secretary queried quickly, as he caught the flush deepening on the gi; l's cheek. ones, ilf-exiled to do battle for the cause they knew to bo right, even a3 the lirst erusaders battled for the sepirlchcrl And some of these defiant fair or.es— fortunately, though, in rare exception—defied all orders and regulations prayerfully imploring martyrdom by Haunting the confederate colors and —in at ltast two instances—wrapping themselves in the adored stars and bars, in full publicity. The Vance hog may be known at once by the flash of his eye and the firm, erect and defiant tail. His face is long and thoughtful, hut there is an elasticity to his step which reminds one of the antelope, the springbok or the gazelle. "No, sir. Send him to me." This shortly, as the young leader took the papers Carelessly and turned into the small, dingy tent beyond the blaze. Beating himself on a camps tool, he merely glanced at the papers, by the pale gleam of a lantern. They were a scrawled letter from a soldier, a farrier's receipt, and a week's liberty, signed by tho captain of B troop, but without date. He pitched them on the rough camp table with contemptuous gesture, muttering; "Decoys—if the be a spy! Curse these mustangs!* Politics hobble the service, no end." grace! Senator Vance lives on the saddle of a ridge in such u position as to have i a front of the house tho highest pyak cf Craggy mountain, while at the Ixick t.f the house, straight down ."D00 fi?et. you hear the roar and tumble of the North Branch. Hero stands Gombroon, the restful and ideal home of North Car;D- lina's favored son and senator. But now, added to the danger of suspicion for a spy was the trial of a darling brother, loved beyond expression of words, whose chances in his struggle for life or death would be lessened lDy "LLtcn!" the nan answered, in a hoarse whisper. "Think what you will, but, for Cod's sake, hear me. I hare just left the general. He is angered, vengeful. He knows all—your real name, your attachment to Stuart, your mission to the river—" "Yes," she replied. "A friend of yours, Miss Bessie?" "I know Mr. Fitzhtigh," she answered, quietly; but she shot :i quick, meaning' glance at her cousin, as sl»e addcxL "but we have seen very little of liini of late." Senator Vance began life and gradually worked his way up to congress, where he has nothing to do from morning till'uight but legislate in the interests of good government daytimes and answer letters from his constituents at "Answer, sir, what is this woman's name?" her i!"lav The guide Utps himself again. Calmly, respectfully, hs» answered, with least possible emphasis upon the title: In the rapidly-forming coals rose pictures of a narrow cot in a hospital ward, a fever-burned boy tossing restlessly upon it. and a stately form, worn by watching and anxiety to semblance of itself, leaning tenderly over him, smoothing the hot pillow, while the age-veined hand put the cooling draught to his lips. And the girl's sense could actually hear the words of fervent prayer go up, above the boy's fair hair, anon changed to cheering talk of sister soon to come and bring relief. "And you told him!" The scorn in her voice was infinite. " You/" "From the name he should be a Virginian." the judge said. "What made you call it Gombroon?" * asked Mrs. Vance as I ate another watermelon and concealed the rinds in Major Stedman's umbrella. I asked this question because a pizen political adversary said that it was mighty poor taste for a United States senator to liamo his summer home for a little covey of decayed and flea infected hovels on the Persian "I come to save you," he answered, rapidly, the great effort to be calm only betrayed by heaving chest, and nails that Clug into his clinched hands. "Vilify, despise me as you must in thought, but waste no time; in words. You remember that night? ' Women like you forget no more than men like- mo. Then I swore to serve you to the deatli. Stop! I know what you would say; the gulf between us—the shame—the horror! Oh, God! Carolyn, do not stop for that! Youlife—your honor—my worthless life not counted—all rest on one single instant now! Come; you are free!" As fearless us they were injudicious, some ISaltimoreans not only brought suffering upou themselves, hut willfully nullified their chances to relieve that of these absent ones whose cause they so de fended and revered. But the quiet and more tactful set. while doing noth- ""Or Scotch, like—me/' Willie McKee added, innocently, coming to the rescue."This lady is Miss Carolyn Clay, of the Beeches, James River." night, As a young lawyer he attracted tho attention of the court by his Craggy mountain methods of settling matters with opposing counsel. '-Will you step outside and repeat that remark?" he would say in a low tone to counsel, motioning over his shoulder, with hist thumb. Then, if counsel said yes, they would slip oat quietly and in an ex parte method arrange the matter, returning later with from two to four eyes closed and resume the trial. "Do you know Miss Carrie Fauntleroy?""UYPOCIUTE!" SHE ASTSWEKKD TO TH3 The minister only smiled at the persistent badinage of the youth; the wife of another great man—herself a brilliant musician—approached the piano, surrounded by an admiring group, and as the secretary joined it Bessie Westchester slipped her arm into her cousin's and passed into the deep boy window.Fitzhugh's quick glance showed him the girl erect, with folded arms and coldly defiant mien, Evan with downcast face, helpless to invent aught to stem this rushing tide of emergency. So, ignorant of what had gone before, quivering inwardly, but in calm voice, he answered: LOOK, "I too, kxow At.r, - A shadow in the tent door raised the general's eyes, as Miss Clay entered, erect and calm, followed by Evan, leaning on the sergeant. Keenly the cavalry leader scanned the pair, his eyes passing from the girl —after quick inventory of her "points" —to Fauntleroy, then qnickly back to her. stand; they are in oitr rear; and the general will not strike them at Heckley's Cross-Roads this morning as lie espeets. Now mount." !:i ;.t u ou'y terrna with those cf dill.-r-'o political color. And who chall blame them if, at the same time, they kept eye and ear alert for every chance which might profit distant friends, by ready hand or open purse? For many of these, also, had their next of kin in the southern army—some as humble privates, some, a pain, high in rank and sending echo of their names beyoud the river for deeds of derring do. •t their own eoxiMrlonooa, ,vei gulf The man's tone had changed from that he had osed in the hut. Perfectly respectful, he yet spoke In a voice of command that swayed the woman with a sense of power. "The little seaport on tho Persian gulf had nothing to do with it," said Mrs. Vance. "I'd lDeen reading an article on 'The Vagaries of Eminent Men,' and among others the dream of De Quincey that seemed to haunt him in all his later years, that he had conquered, owned and ruled a distant island called Gombroon. In all his work and in all his leisure, as a purplo background to the picture of actual life, stood this ever present country which ho called Gombroon. Quickly, unconsciously, memory's camera had changed its slide, and in the coals before her the picturc was of a gay ball-room of the previous year. 11 was New Year night, the roads frozen, and Richmond's best and fairest were there—her bravest and her tenderest. To a dim nook, a stairway half hidden from the throng, came subdued hum of distant voices, softened music of a waltz. She heard the very notes—low, sweet and tremulous—and her breathing kept time to the strain, Lanner's "Romantiker." And to that rhythm there had kept time eager, earnest, pleading of 4 strong, brave voice, tempered by deepest feeling and resistless truth, as it told anew "the old, old story." "Anything more?" she nslced, eagerly, as the shadow of heavy curtains veiled them from the buzzing throng without. "She is this lady's first cousin? Their sunt lives in this neighborhood?" the general queried rapidly—"lives close to Harper's Ferry?" "Yes, sir; I know her." One of his earlier cases was taken by Mr. Vance on shares or at the halves, ho to receive 50 per cent, of the judgment for his work. His client during the t rial developed into a perton criminally liable, and under tho old statute received a verdict of fifty-seven lashes. Ever since that Mr. Vance has accepted no cases except at an agreed price. He was afraid that ho might deprive some poor man or his family of the lashes that they needed for the winter.. "Do you know, sir, that I can hang you at daylight?" He shot the question .-at Evan like a bullet. lie held out his hand. Without hesitation she placed her foot in it, and was lifted lightly to saddle, the reins easy in her firm grasp, her foot in the thoughtfully shortened stirrup. Then the man bared his head in the blinding, driving snow, speaking with quiet deference her lover lords had never used to Britain's virgin queen: "You understand, MisaClay; let Custer go his own way until'you strike Scruggs'. Then the left fork and Poster's advance—" He paused, listening intently. "No time to lose: I hear distant change of arms. The relief is out. God speed you and save—your boy:" The woman sat motionless, wordless, as though she were in a dream and fearetl to wake and find it so. Suddenly she broke down, with a great effort half sobbing: Something in the strong, low-spoken words, a will hers could not combat, forced the girl to listen, even while she shuddered and shook her head. Then, as the man eagerly, pleadingly, held out his hand, she drew back, her old self once more. "Yes; everything is ready," the boy answered low. "Carroll Meredith got back from l'riuce George's this evening. Old Pete recrossed last night; the river is clear, and lam going down ducking at two o'clock in the morning." **Yes, sir—or shoot me to-night," the boy answered, quietly. "But I do not 'think you will." "No, no; not near the—" Evan broke in, hastily; but the cold, hard ring of Miss Clay's voice cut his disclaimer short: "Yes, sir; close to Harper's Ferry." Thus the social situation of the hour was one of exceeding delicacy, demanding for its solution not only tact and ease in society usage, but courage, intelligence, and diplomacy as well. "You are a spy." •'He is not," Miss Clay's voice rang •out clear and dettant. "lie is a confederate soldier, and in uniform. He is a prisoner of war." "And arc you also?" The young1 general rose gracefuly as he addressed the lady, instinctively straightening his saber and brushing back his damp curls, * " * foppery, as he "I am so glad!" the girl murmured, feelingly. "She is so wretched at the "So, when in the midst of this, husband wrote mo that if he could think as earnestly and industriously of the coming convention us he did of tho rows aud the orchard upon Black mountain ho would probably bo more successful as a politician, I named tho homo Gombroon, and Gombroon it is likely to remain." "Silence, Evan! Let the traitor lie for himself." "Keep back!" she cried, with flashing eyes. "You arc lying to me'.—lying for your revenge! He who could betray his country would not scruple to betray a helpless woman." Of old historic family on both sides, anil with unstinted means, the Cilnior Grays were fueile leaders in the gayest events of that eventful winter; and tonight's musieale—simply an informal one, almost impromptu, to which guests had been bidden only tlio previous day —was eclipsed, in quality at least, by no previous occasion. "Enoughof this! I am satisfied, Miss Clay," the general said, decisively. "I have heard of you before. You are in our lines under assumed name; your escort swallowed some papers. I would not use rough terms, but you are suspected as a spy. I will send you to Washington at dawn. This soldier is in uniform. He will go, too; and lit may save himself by telling the truth. Provost, separate these prisoners and guard them securely—Fitzhugh, remain here." ilftlav *• Goslin—In tho papali heah is an acsouut of a fellavr who killed his wife and committed suicide, donclier know. Sappy— Which did he do fawst, aw? Goslin—The papah doesn't say. Vewy itnpid, Aw'm sure.—Brooklyn Life. Vury Stii]il(l A shiver ran through her lithe form, the shining coils of ruddy hair bent lower on her breast, as Carolyn Clay saw the woman in the coals hesitate— half yield; as she heard her own voice, scarce protesting, give its solemn pledge to remember, to cherish those words always—to wait until the war was over, but to trust—until the death. A shadow of agony unspeakable the man's face, and his lips opened as if to speak. But a mighty effort closed them again; and he answered only with pleading gesture to with half-boyish air of * tossed his hat on the table. Miss Clay's eyes met Iict steadily, but with fiance, as she answered: "1 am not, sir. I am 'batant, a Virginia lady her aunt's home, arrestee hare without cause or i outrage! Ton doubtless . %oth to-morrow—or now,): Heal Careless. questioner's unmistakable tie- You get off the R. & D. train at Black Mountain station, and there you secure a fiacre drawn by two melaiicholv mules. Black Mountain station is not a financial center, but is still dictated to by \Vall street. A large political meeting was being held there at the school house on the afternoon of our arrival, and irood. wire Democratic doc- There is a young fellow in a State street wholesale house who is not particularly strong on spelling. The other lay he made out a shipping bill for the door. Miss Westchester had finished a sparkling1 rendering' of a Chopin waltz, when her sister was led to the piano by a cabinet minister. The deep hush wrapping all in the music-room through the notes of Gounod's "Jewel Song"— for "Faust" was then a novelty In Paris—broke into su Dntaneous rush rtf Astronomically True. She—Do behave! a non-co intra her way to Leave me!-' the woman said, low bnt wriottsly. "Go! or I call the guard!" Il'.ttr r, hard as you are," the man 1. talia'y. but with laboring your |Drido will ruin all. Miss "Oh! I—should—thank— Oli! if—' He—Just oue little kiss! a as gone in. Your father •fourty" barrels of tlour. When his employer called his attention to the peculiar spelling of the word forty he »id: "Oh, yes; how very careless of me. I left out the gh!"—Hartford Post, and dragged excuse for the tould hang us it suits your G Vrrvast Aver "Hush!' he answered, softly, but with a great tremor in his voice; and bis hand. Involuntarily stretched towards her, changed its direction and stroked She (gazing skywafd)—Yes, but don't rou know that Mars' unusually near?— Pittsburg Bulletin. A moment later and the cousins had passed into the now furiously-driving' snowstorm without, Evan hustled with Then a groan burst from her quivering lips. The cheeks that glowed —spite of captivity and peril, spite of watching Clay, by every memory of the past—by the Taveof rrv deal mother—I swear 1