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t. v!.! it htij i sul3 t: , fe,y t: u..:i they te. "I .'.U not drive tliee away," I juld, ralUs;ly, "for I tm Lut too glad to have tha r.l;h we." An hour two, end then the door opened, and Stone entered. "Sir Francis wishes to eee "both of thee," he said, and we followed him down lruto the room where Drake sat alone, lie motioned va to chairs. "Sir Thomas," he said, "dost thou, on the honor of a gentleman, know where the plunder of De Nortier Is hidden? If either of thee wilt buttelLme, thou shalt have a liberal share, and v"eo can perhaps buy thy liberty from the Queen." 'Sir Francis," I answer ed, 'I know tiapght of It, none but ,the Count knew: where It was con cealed." ' "And he has escaped," ' he muttered, "I regret that J must leave without finding the gold, tut time la precious. ; It may be that this , fel low will bring a swarm about our ears, did I tout' linger her . a day, The Spaniards would be but too glad of an excuse to repay me, for the blows . that I have struck them before now". and we have but one.snipr, wo, we must go," and he arose. i-'iM' ;- 1 " "Arid now 'gentlemen give me but . thy word,; that thou wilt not attempt to escape and . thou - shalt be , free to- come and go, without- a guard." "Thou hast It." I answered, "that is - If OllverV assents," and I looked at the: boy,? "Aye." he said., "if Sir ' Thomas, gives the -word, 10 will L" Drake walked over to tlhe window and . looked out, bis foack towards us. The lad plucked ' my sleeve'Look." ,he whispered, "everything of value has been taken rby these vandals., ' I glanced around me, It was true; the gold : and eilver goblets, ? the candle stick of precious metali the drap- ' eries, andstatues, the paintings and, ornaments; even the very skins and trug tipon the . floor ' were A gone. Naught but the heavy" furniture, re mind. I Uoubted not e that -they r -would take that, did they but have a way to ; carry It on the ship. I -glanced through the opnn door, it was , the same in the other room, even ast looked. I paw the men descending the stairs, bringing the booty from above, and stripping the hall as they passed through. - Drake "nad made a. clean Job of It, even now be mourned because he could not discover, the , treasure of De 'Nortier. ' He turned from the window. " Tia a pity that thou dost not know where the treasure is hid den, he said, "the gold -would have . more weight with Elisabeth' In f ree 1 lng tnee, than . would the Innocence of. St George' himself," and with these words, he waited silently a mo ment to see what effect they would have upon me, tout I stood Void and - unmoved, and growling out Indistinct ly a word of two, which I could not understand, he picked up his hat and strode away. ,' I felt a touch upon my arm, look lng around. I" saw Father Francis be hind me. ., "Dog," I shouted, "and doBt thou think to , slink here thus - to taunt me, and after thou hast sworn away my life," and with a threatening look, 1 lifted ny Clenched flstr "Hush." he whispered, drawing : nearer to me, his face grave and se rious, "I have something of Impor r tance for thine ear alone. Come but ' Into the next room. What, and when - thy very life hangs In my bane's,: end . I can save thee, at a word? I offer -to say that word even now for thee, and set thee and the lad free," , and he pointed to Oliver, who upon see ing - the priest had turned his back, and '-' gating;. Intently out of the . window 'Thy life Is thin own, to "throw it away as thou choosest" , he continaedj but the boy. so young and innocent, wouldst thou send him to Ms death? His blood would be upon thy head." . . : ' : -'' I hesitated, It , would take but a moment after all, and I would save ... Oliver If I could. "I will listen to thee. I finally replied, but look thee, ibeware how thou dost trifle with we. Thou shalt pay dearly for It, if thou doest so, and I looked at him threat eningly. "I do not seek to trifle." he answered. ' '1 mlk but business for thee alone. Come," and he crossed into the next room. v Hesitating, I ' tfollowed and seated myself in a chair opposite . ht.m which the -plunderers had left. "Out with it,'?, I. cried im- - patiently. , "say quickly what thou wouldst and waste no time about It." "j momert." he mumbled, "only a , moment. Dost know this hand wrlt .. In.' and running his hand Into the fofts ,of' his robe, he brought out a paper, and held it ouj to me. Did 1 know it? Would I know my own heart beat as they throbbed within - my breast? X knew that . delicate ' flowln-x hand, Did not there He next , my heart at that moment, a yellow . m-per In the same writing?- I took ' it In my hands, and looking at Its address t a moment brok the seal . end opened It; it was addressed to Lord Dunraven. and ran as follows: , ' ; London, England, ' , , Nov. 15, 1587. Lord Dunraven. ' , i London, England. V'My Deaf Lord: t received thy note only a few moments ago and make haste to answer it I have thought over thy flaUertng offer In which wits vowa'of eternal love, thou askst me to be thy wife. Thou dost, not know how much this means to woman. Man !has much else; love In his life, ulays but a little part, nd if he should bo disappointed he has his restate, his business and his friends. He can sail the wide seas, and with Jiis sword carve out for himself a ;. name and fortune; but a woman, if she mistakes the tinsel for pure gold, h! her's Is a wrecked and mlsera- pe , existence, there is naught but sorrow left for her. J wonder if thou dost realize this, James? - That I am putting Jnto. thy hands,. t trustingly and ' unafraid, my life, my Jove, my ell? Dost thou appreciate the gravity , of thfs step that I am taking? I tun afraid that thou dost not but I will - l:oe, -and try to believe that k thou wilt , come to . a . future realisation of . ell that this must mean to me, and thy love will ever be all thou i'&tt It U. And so my answer is Tes. , . ' , . ' Good night ' - , Margaret. .,' I looked at the paper In my hands, . from It there floated up, that subtle 'odor that I had so often heralded the approach' of my lady. , I could ' not mistake that delicate perfume, ; nor the paper for there were , the dainty, initials Intertwined at the top of the sheet. M. C. Yes, , it wsa in her hand writing. It wag hers. Every letter seemed branded into my brain-, with a hand of Are. My Ijead swam. 6o this was the last blow; cast off and spumed by my ifamlly; kid napped and detained In vaptlvlty, my life In hourly danger, so that when I lay down at night I knew not whether I woulJst awake again. Scorned and distrusted by my friends, condemned to die as a .pirate, alone. ' friendless, my sun about to w- In "disgrace' and despair. I could bear all these things, sustained by my love and trust for her, when all else failed. she was to me as the North star to 1 n . S ' r t ;,- t : t t 11..:. j i t' t i t t ,.: ;, t : s i i- ".!-;-,i I w ., i 6i.5r,;L, v.i..-ii!;it !."it f-r"l; c'r!j-.;.s, at tf'O men y of v ' v ' N a lid waves. This was the l it limp that tilled my cup to ovi r : r :.. r. There was naught left fur me; ail was lost. Nijht. blaclt and impene trable seemed to rise before my tor tured eyes; the roll of the ocean beit and moaned In my ears; something within me seemed to snap and break; my breath choked and ceased: I dropped upon the floor, and all else was a blank to me. Some one was sprinkling water up on my face, and looking bending anxiously over me the priest iuok or concern upon his red face. Leave me." I moaned, "can'st thou not let me rest In peace? Go, go." I tell thee l cannot," he said, "dost thou not remember tfcat t'had a nmn. osltion for thy ear alone TV "I care not . ror thy, proposlton," I answered, let me die dn peace, I would not turn my finger or life or death go." 'Remember the lad then," he replied. "If thou dost care not for' thyself, remember him. . He has a life hat even L- besotted as thou, dost think me, would grieve to see lost- Wouldst thou cast -it from theei when by one word thou couldst . save' him? One good deed thou .wilt not regret" "Help me to a chair then," I replied, 'and I will hear what thou hast to ay';-'";f,0A Bending over me. he put his fan arms around my body and limns' me as though I had been a child, he born me to a cnair. I felt5 as some care worn, man, bending beneath his years, andjs tottering with feebleness and age, all my strength and energy had left me. c-s Even the fat priest.1 hard ened and , blood strained as he ; was, seemed to fell some sparks of pity as he looked down upon me. "Had 1 known that the paper would effect thee thus. I- would not - have ehown It to thee," he muttered.. ""It matters lit tle,? I replied lifelessly. ;'What Is thy offer?' He v hesitated, then spoke. f'Several days ago the Count showed thee a papef In which thou purported to formally renounce all claim that thou mightst have to the hand of the Lady Margaret Carroll; not that thou hast any mterest after that paper,' he chuckeled. 'but this matters not for the present He told thee if thou wouldst but sign that document, tnau Bhouldst be free, with a purse of gold. I offer thee this addltl6nal proposITion besides what hast already been offer edthat Is thy life, and the boy's (which are as good as gone) to deal with as thou choosest Not only this, but I will increase the 500 pounds to 1000 pounds: It Is a noble offer. What sayst thou?" and he tapped the floor nervously with his foot i . ;. ! "My reply, now Is as It was then; not though thou offer me the wealth of the Incas, the lives of a thousand men though I suffered a doten deaths by all the tortus that human Ingenui ty could devise, and my body rotted In the ground, would I sign the paper. Thy master has the lady, what more can he wish? Go back, and tell him once for all, what I have said be gone." j ' 1 An ugly light had come- Into the priests eyes as he had listened to me; his bloated face was purple with baffled rage. With a snarl he sprang toward me, drawing has hand from behind his back, I saw a dagger. "Then die," he shrieked, and he raised the gleaming weapon above his head, and brought it down. At that mo ment there was a rush and a blade flashed under the descending dagger, and caught It;: 'twas Oliver.. Father Francis with a yell dropped the dagger, and rushing to the pen window, sprang out of It The lad who was close behind him, lunged at him even as hft went through, with an exclama tion, he held bp his sword. it was streaming with blood. "'TIs only a scratch, would ' that It had been through his breast What aiS thee?" He asked in alarm, as he saw my face. "What la it, that thou dost look as though thou had seen thine end?" "Tes my end.lad," I repeated, "it is in yonder paper." , , - He picked it up from the floor, and read it through., '"TIs false," he cried, the red, blood of Indignation dying his cheeks. "It Is only same trick of that fiend Dunraven." ? "No," I ahswere4 '"Ms her , paper, her crest, her hand writing, even the very perfume that she use; hangs about it It myst be truer I would not have believed it, had I not seen the paper with mine own eyes. I loved her with a love that knew no distrust, faithfully, de votedly. The night calm aTTV silent, was not pure or more innocent than .her soul; the star" as they- peeped out from the distant sky, were no brighter than her eyes, , ature, deep, serene. The gold of the sunset was like the gltmer il her hair; the fleecy clouds, white and snowy were not lovelier than her neck and throat, and yet yet, she weds Dunraven. Why' hast thou for saken me Margaret, O4 Margaret?" The lad looked at me, the great tears of pity r- running down his cheeks, "Come," he sobbed, "come we must go," and he led me by the hand from the room. My mind numbed by this last great shock, refused to serve me, and I was as one in a trance; dimly I saw the room, heard the babble of Oliver's voice, my feet moved mechan ically under me, but it was as though I were In a dream,: a hideous and frightful phantom of the night that in a moment would pass away,; and I would wake and find It false. Oliver chattered on. "I did but go but Into the yard to look at the , vessel, and lingered longer than i thought when remembering that I had left thee with the priest, I hastened back, ' Just ' Jn time to save thee." ''Yes," I answered "in irae to save me.". ...He looked at mef anxiously.', V'What alls tfwe Sir Thomas,' he said, "shall I s have a leach ' attend thee ? Perhaps thou hast fever, and wouldst feet better for his attendance.'; "TIs useless he can't1 mend a bronen neart iao," 1 repuea, rousing myself from the spell which hung over tny tenses. 3 "If he is able to, do that, thou canst call him." ' W hadnassed down the path to the landing, where Drake's vessel lay, and the men were s coming and , going, as they loaded her . ; with the spoils i of the mansion. The ; last party was getting ready to leave the housees we left its portals. V They , were all ready and had gathered 1 in - front of ; the great white mansion,' At Oliver's re quest I ustiessiy turnea to took at them, and icould see Drake's g olden beard, as he strode among his crew, arranging them Into rank. The black flag,' with the ghastly, skull and cross bones, still floated over the roof of the house, ' but even as i we looked.; there arose a shout from the .men, which was echoed on ' , board the ship, A single culverln boomed out then slow ly, as ',' though reluctant y to descend from where she had to -long floated, supreme and Invincible; the mistress of the Isle the flag lowered, until It touched 1 the roof. She had ; finished her course: her day here was done. Then there arose a roar, that made the other weak and puny, 4n compart ton, and lot there floated high above all; the cross of. St. George; proudly knd triumphantly the tpread her folds, i f-'iroats and screamed .1 gwtjnar ti the nolia banner, and then she too came down. The men had left the splendid, house, and were coming towards us, ttir hands laden with the last spoils, liven as I looked at that stately home, Oliver touched my shoulder, and point ed towards it, "Look!" he criel. "it Is on fire." 'Twas true, both the bar- j racks and the house were In flames, and as we looked they burst out of one of the windows of the mansion, and licked their flery tongues upwards, as though rejoicing In their mad fury, at the disaster they were : creating. Higher they crept higher as if to climb upwards to their friend the red sun, s he hung above them embrac ing the great white house, in their fiery clutches, Jiko the eager lover, as he catches his cold lady In his pas sionate embraces, end presses her to him. while the hangs cold and silent In his arms. . ' .t" ' The sailors had reached us. and the boats were ready to put out for the ships. ' Drake approached me, "Art ill Sir Ttomos?" he asked uneasily, "If so, my leech will attend thee,". I shook my head, for I could not speak; I was faint and sick; my head reeled as though I had been struck down by some heavy hand; my , feet trembled under me from weakness and exhaus tion; VI v was almost finished. . The lad spoke up, "Aye, Sir Francis, If thou wilt but help . me -with i him to the boat He Is 111,' and when we reach the ship, thy man shall attend him." And so with , hair ' dishevelled - and blood shot eyes, , like an old man, trembling and .feeble. ' I istaggered to the boat between I)raki and Oliver; laying me upon a teat, they pulled off, I glanced back only once; the fire had ascended to the roof, and ; the whole house was wrapped in flames; the barracks had burned down to the ground, and lay In ashet. So I left the Island forever; the noble home ruined and gutted;, the ""pirates dead; De Norlter I knew, not where; behind lay somewhere concealed a .princely treasure, the spoils of a hundred gal leons, the fruits of Ave long years of blood-shed 3 and carnage. ; ? Perhaps some unknown explorer of some un known people, may sometime In the dim and misty future, sail out upon these seas, and find this deserted Isle, with Its crumbling ruins, and bidden gold. ' I know not; It may ba that It will lie forever, deep down . In the bowels of the earth, for no good can come of treasure won as this, ' I know only this, that not fora wealth of the earth, would . Itouch foot upon the shore of this IbIs Eldo rado again. For me It was a. page in life's book, finished and closed; passed forever. Other regions might I ex plore; other Isles might I look upon, but I knew that 1 would never again see Eldorado. ; And thus we left its shore forever. Often since have I thought of the Island, and wondered If It still lies m ruins and silence, broken only by the cries of the birds, and the call of the natives. Often tn the long winter nights, my pipe in hand, as I sit In mv. treat chair, in front of the bias ing fire, watching the white clouds of smoke, the wind groaning and whlstl m about the house, have I mused of Its tropic clime, and starlit nights, and nt the noble white mansion. have I seen in fancy, the faces, of De Nortier and the fat priest; lived over the stirring scenes of Jhe past and reveled Again, as en the night we held high carnival; have half turned .. . to where the patient inaian ub behind my chair, with a" cup of the King's wine. Lo! I start, I am dossing heie, my-head upon the cushion of my easy chair. , - (TO BE CONTINUED). j PINE OF FTIJ, AGEL 170. japan lias the Oldest Man, irEatlng Beat Fat Gives Long life. New York Sun. V Does the natuYe fakir exist in Ja pan as well as In America? Here comes the Yorodusu Choho, a repu table paper of Toklo, with the an nouncement that It has discovered In Kosaburo Fujihatsu, a resident of the province of Chikugo, the oldest man in the world, - : ? Fujimatsu Is Just 170 years old, says the Torodau Choho in Ideographs that are childlike and bland. Fuji matsu was born lit Tamazakl, ' Chi kugo province. He saw wars of the feudal dlamyos, participated In the Satsuma Tebelllon and watched th reconstruction of the empire and the seating of . the present Emperor In real power at Toklo. v He was the father or seven sons, he had eighteen grandsons and forty six great-great-andsons. One of his great-great-grandsons lives with Fuji matsu now.,; "The old gentleman's physique Is still very good." says The Torodsu .hntin "uu pvph are nenetrating and teeth areyall good. He bears up well under hft age. His record honors his name, which, is Pine of Fuji." txrhen nn nt the n terDrlwlnff re porters of the Torodzu found Fujf- mnkinif a relirlous pilgrimage through ShlkokU In th footsteps of the great' Buddhist disciple Kobo Talshi, he asked him how he could ac count for his longevity. ' ."My great pleasure when a youth of 20 and 40 years was to hunt bear, replied the old' man. "I never neglec ted to eat all of the bear fat I could, -Hini iron! maoiwavs warm and heal thy, so that I did not have to wea any thick coat In winter time, I never took a uose 01 tinoicm-. - ' Painful as It la to cast reflection on the vercaclty of one of Tokio's reptfta (miniaii fho otnctdence that this hoar,y nature faker also hunted bears suggests the auestion whether despite his eupnonious name, rinv vi ruji should becallea by a shorter and ug lier word. . . - Texas Deer Hunlws. Kansas City Times. ' There were not less than !00 Jeer willed in southwest Texas on the first dav of the present hunting season, which opened November 1st .,. The new arame law shortens the deer hunting season to two months and reduces the number that one' person mav kill in a. season to three bucks. Previously the number was slsr bucks and the season . was three months long. ' This "tightening up of the sport caused many hunting parties to go after the game' on the first Jay of the Sanson. 5 They wanted to be sure of killing their ouota of deer be fore the season beginning of the big slaughter that usually takes place in December, a . ' In thirty or forty counties of south west Texas Where deer are found tn abundance hundreds of sportsmen are beating the bushes and lying In wait at the water holes in efforts to get shots at the wlley bucks, i There hat been a big Increase in the number of deer In this partlcuHr section dur ing the last three of four years, and the same condition Is said to be true of other parts of the Rio OranJe border region. 1; ,i t , m 1 1 , 1 . i t..- ,r ti BY C. It Carpe diem, quam minimum credu la potero. Horace. , My name Is Gilmer Stevenson. I flatter myself that you have heard the name before as it Is an Illustrious one. My people have -at all times and on all sides been fo'remost In ministry, jaw,, science and the" other learned professions. I do hot Solicit belief in the very extraordinary expe rience which I - am about to " re late, as there has been ' from time immemorial, even r among educated people, .who thorougniy believe in the existence of a spiritual world, a ten dency to scoff at and ridicule such a thing as a spiritual . revelation. I will, however, pledge you my word of honor that It is true beyond that I cannot go, aa early In life I promised my sire never to take an oath. "My son," saM he, "never take an oath." If y you ; are a gentleman. ; people will believe you without tt. and if you are -not a t gentleman, they will not believe you with it so It ,4s un necessary." ' 1 have kept my promise faithfully up to the ' present and I see no reason for ' breaking It now, merely for the sake of relieving the doubts of those who doubt upon all occasions. " ' As I said, ' my people have at 1 all times and on all sides been foremost In the learned professions. Even now my father Is serving a term In United States Senate, my, father Is an emin ent divine,-, and my uncle, Gilmer Stevenson, for" whom I .was named, Is one of the leading physicians of the day. My inheritance's the wealth of him who has : , been proceeded by. many brainy and sober living ances tors. 'Among other, things, I Inher ited an intense love for aesthetic beauty, and for things mystical and supernatural. . Be It said with shame, however, I inherited an un usual amount of family laziness. In deed, the laziness or the male mem bers of my family is proverbial. My grandfather might be President, my father might be a1 boshop, and my uncle might, be the leading physician of the day, if their great intellects were but accompanied by a little more physical activltyr I am come of a race of men who rise to the top, not so much througn pnyslcal activi ty as through sheer superiority of In tellect. : The stevensons are and have always been a race of idealists. There is a sublimity In all idealistic concepts. The Idealistic Is separated from 'the realistic by an Impassable barrier. The .real we can see, the Ideal we can only concleve of. No man ever reaches his ideals and this fact in itself proves conclusively that the Ideal is divine In its origin. ThWibeen proved, but I wondered "yhere then, while being almost destitute of physical energy, this is but a means to the end of causing my brain to work double time; and I see many vlslonsand my brain Is peopled by many, strange inhabitants that a man who think less than f, fails to see. Thus, then, whether, I should regard my laziness as an Infirmity or a darling possession, I am at a loss to know. There Is a strain of wild blood in me, however, and when aroused to anger, I become so cruel and brutal that the very fiends of hell shake their heads and mur mur. I am prone to follow the ad vice of Horace, giving at the begin nlng of this narrative, and have honestly endeavored to get the most out Of life.-.;,,,;-" .. ' To-night while out late, revelling with a cand of my wildest compan ions; I was seized by a fit of anger, because of my inability to convert one of my companonsl to my way of thinking concerning a foolish theory of mine, namely, that after life, the bouI, If there la a soul, will not re member its earthly habitation, and the soul when it returns to heaven, if there it a heaven, will not be con scious of ever having lived upon the earth. This theory, while foolish in the extreme, served as a subject for discussion; and argument it and has been my forte, so I entered into for discussion with consummate abil ity. Strange to say, I could not con vince him,- and I was vexed yea, even argry. Finally, he destroyed my theory entirely by his reference to the action of the subjective mind. "If the soul remembers all the ac tions ot the body In which It was con fined," salcfhe, "must It not necessar ily become lnseperable from it, and be conscious of Its earthly existence, and the body in which It existed?" My - companions supported him, and finally, I. Gilmer Stevenson, a non pariel tn questions of deate, had to acknowledge that he was right. I must confess that I did this with very Door grace, only lamely holding out rmy hand to him, ey:ng that he was right and that I knew it at tne begin ning, but that I did not think he had the ability to kill the theory; that I was glad to find that he, at least, hall ordinary Intelligence, While admit ting that he . was right, I had an al most uncontrollable desire to kill him, as the great quantity of wine I had consumed had on to my head, and my pecuniary losses were not such as to leave tne m an angelic mood, j wishing to leave the scene of my overthrow as soon as possible, I arose, and with a short speech suit ed to the occasion, and Interspersed with many hiccoughs, moved that the assembly djourn( and with a rol licking song the crows dispersed. I made my way to the college as best I could, and seeing a light In a neighboring room, at once knocked and gained admittance. iTere there were several boys discussing questions of a psychological nature, In which they 'manifested a great Interest- I could see that, my entrance - had not caused them any peculiar Joy,, and some appeared to regard It as an In trusion, asJ they were 5 familiar with my failings and considered me an evil genie, if not positively dangerous. . .. I swallowed my anger and resolved o be silent and - deprive ; them of the pleasure of hearing my opinions, which I thought would at once solve the questions with which they had been struggling. Finally one of them arose, and bubbling' all over with self-importance and with many apol ogies for digressing from the subject which they had' been discussing,: pre sented . the ' theory that there is enough good In every man to conler balance the evil. This was at, once refuted by all of the boys save the author of the theory and myself. I at last burled mv reserve, and with many practical Illustrations, endeav ored to convince them of .the sane nets of the theory, but In vain. ; This was the second time f hnd been thwarted, and I resolved to ceasn wasting my knowledge on those who were not capable of understanding It to with an expression of disgust I left - the room; followed by the grateful countenances of the gentle men there assembled. s 71 reached my room utterly exhaus ted, and without removing any of my clothing save my collar, threw myself upon the bed. and outraged nature soon found relief In tht peace- SCilOGGS. ful arms of Morpheus. I was nof to enjoy oblivion for long, however, as I soon awoke, any to my utter amazement found myself In a neigh boring room This fact in itself ter rified me, as I had never been known to walk in my sleep Before, and as the experience was a new one. It was proportionately amazing. I know that my Incredulous reader will sneer and say that I was intoxicated and went into this room at first, but aa I said, I . did not remove any of my clothing save my collar, and then threw myself weary and exhausted upon the bed, and fell asleep. On in vestigation, I found that my shoes were gene, and as I later found them In my room, which proves the-veracity of my statement, your sneers are as ludicrous as they are ; ungentle manly. f,, . With muttered curses, I made my way back to my room and upon en tering the door, I almost collapsed with terror, aa ' the breathing of a man was distinctly audible. I soon recovered from my fright although the breathing continued at regular Intervals, and muttering that Gilmer fitevenson might be a peast but no coward, I plucked up courage and entering the room, struck alight. The light burned dimly for a few mo ments, and then with a sound close ly akin to a wall, the fiame turned to a livid green and leaped "out of the chimney and the room was again en veloped in the blackness of hell but the- 1 breathing ' continued. Three timet I endeavored to light the lamp with the tame result but after the fourth attempt to my unspeakable Joy and relief, the lamp burned brightly and threw Us comforting beams t.upon the surrounding objects. But the breathing continued after the room was ablaze with light I was terrified at the unnaturalness of the thing, and at once started a sys tematic search for tne person from whom the breathing emanated, as I thoroughly believe! the sounds to be coming from a human being, and ac counted for the action of the lamp aa being due to my excited Imagination. Under the bed I looked and In every receptacle In the room, but the result of my search was nothing absolute ly nothing. 1 searched the room again and no space as large as a pin point escaped my agonized scrutiny. The fact terrifying as It was, was self-evident There was no one In the .room but me. That breathing must be supernatural. A man had died in this room the year before, And I found myself speculating as to whether or not his soul had not come pack to nis : room. This has never Lazarus' soul was confined while he was" in the grave,- and I did not think it at all. impossible that this nan's eoul did not as yet have a permanent aDoae. Banishing all rears from my mind, I blew out the light and re tired. '. The breathing, continued, and slowly, but, perceptibly grew louder. Finally It grew so -oud that I was deafened. My ear drums ached resolved to get out of this room even if I was dubbed coward by my fel low students. I arose and endeavor ed to light the lamp and after the fourth attempt succeeded. I then went to the door and tried to escape, but some of the boys, fearing that I might get up In the night and do my self some Injury, followed me and locked the door outside. I tried to Bcream but my voice was drowned by the breathing of the unknown. I tried the windows but they were held down by some Invisible force, so with torn hands and an agonized conscious I threw myself upon the bed and fell Into a troubled sleep. While asleep I dreamed that there were two distinct personalities exist ing in me; an evil personality which existed in my physical - body, and a good personality that existed nowhere in particular, was not tangible, but of whose 1 being. I was conscious. Even while asleep, my evil personality was conscious of the calm, peaceful slum ber of my good personality, and was jealous and angry, as It could breathe only . with the greatest difficulty. When dinner time arrived, the good personality was nerved with the choicest viands, while the evil per sonality was forced to subsist on the coarsest fare imaginable. Also : In their love affairs there was this fatal difference. The good personality loved a woman who was the Ideal of womanhood as concleved by mankind, while the evil personality k lavished his affection on a woman bordering on the scarlet type. In every word and deed there was this fatal differ ence. Finally I awoke. My good personality was awakened by celes tial harmony, but the evil personality was awakened by the harshest dis cords. Upon awakening 1 saw that there was a thunder storm raging without. I was not frightened, however, at I remembered nothing whatever of the night's, experience. Suddenly a lurid streak of lightning lit up the room,, and to l my horror, I saw my soul resting against the wall directly In front of me. , I taw tt for an instant only, but I could see that the fa tal difference existed In it also. There was another flash of light, and I saw that my eyes had not deceived me as I had .hoped, but that the vision in all of Its horror was literally true. There upon the wall 4wm my soul, exactly half of which was black as death, with a sneer on Its Hps, and a look ' such at Eblls must have cast upon his conqueror, upon his expul sion from paradise,- The other half was' a marked contrast to the first. It was snow-whlte-the emblem of purity, with a smile on Its Hps and forgiveness In lis eye. .1 understood now, During my sleep, the subjec tive element of my mind had - taken flight from my body and consequent ly I was ; oblivious of my past life. The objective mind remained, how ever, and although I could not re meber, I could see, and had, control of my other bodily organt. ' Suddenly looking out of the win dow, I perciaved a gigantic hand, livid green in color, making Ita way through space toward my window. Itt progress was irresistible. It con tinued Its flight with amazing swift ness, pushing iplanett and heavenly bodies out of the way, scorning to go around them. Finally it reached my window and turning Into a gaseous substance began to come through the crack between the two sashes. When in the room, It again .assumed, the shape of a hand and taking the toot In Itt relentless grasp, hurled tt with Herculean force downward Into. space. 1, It feu rapidly, -until It came to the point where the' light anT beauty of heaven ceases, and the blackness of hell begins. There the evil personality went on the dark side and the good personality v went on the light side,' Thus I enjoy the de lights of heaven and suffer the agon ies of hell at the same time. - Soon after this I wit conscious of my soul re-entering my body, and ; , :-i t'j 1 ic 1 y : , t I 1 T P'iiiiI, 1 t a 1-1 t. .1 1 y the . ! moments of consciousness and obhv- l.. r ..,.. 1 , . . j ws nrej aim Here Mr. Stevenson's narrative end. The morning arter the tragedy, his room was entered by the friend who locked him in the previous night, and there they found this manu script. The fatal difference was evi dent in his physical body. Half of his body was black aa death, with a sneer on his lips, and a look on his face of scorn Inexpressible. The other was snow-white, with peace and purity lingering on the lips. FEATl! EIOIAKF.K S DEVICE. How He Bulkls Vp Plumages of All Sizes and Colors For Picture Hats. London Chronicle. There Is an unprecedented demand for wings and feathers this winter, and with few exceptions every hat Is decorated' with plumes which flutter In the slightest bresze. Composite plumes are the most fashionable, and wings are of such remarkable size and hue that it Is ob vious that no bird could have supplied the plumage. In consequence the ingenuity of Paris, Vienna and Lon don manufacturers tort been taxed to the utmost to meet the demand. It will interest those who have hu manitarian scruples to know that the gayest plumage nowadays comes from the humble Ijarnyard, the poulterer! emop and sportsmen's ; guns. ? The feathery product from these souhces are dyed to magnificent colors, con jured Into the vast erections that dec, orate the newest shapes and are soft ened to the needs of the picture hat. A "We "have agents all over the world," said a feather maker, "who buy up poultry and game feathers and send them to the great centres, where they are distributed for man ufacture. . Here Is an excellent In stance these 'military' feathers, that are the most fashionable, are contrib uted by the farmyard chantfcleer. They are dyed to almost every colorj "This" and the , manufacturer "held up some exquisite plumage "Is hand made entirely and Is from the neck feathers of the duck. Turkey feathers are used the same way and dyed the required color. Pheasant Jolts From Joha L How Jeffries Would Scatter tlio Dark Meat Tips to "Champions" to (square T emselves The Man Who Hung Tp the First $1,000 Den He Put tlio Whole War Business Up o Roosevcl Women with a Ked x Liquor Thirst Arc Lost . Here's some new dope that I'm go ing to take a clout at Jeffrivt J'as been out of Ithe rings-four yean, .1 year longer than I was wh'jn. I got in with Corbett, cohsequentl, if'Ja. k Johi.son gets a crack at JkftsNa ha will train the champion Jurt avCor bett won from me. Forget it. There's a big difference between the way I lived and the way Jeffries Is living. I was on exhibition under the electric lamps, eating and drinking more than was good for me during thje U.ree years, so that when 1 ttated training for Corbett I couli.i t connect, and he had my goat Jv?-f-les has been living out doors, w rk- iug hard at hunting and other things tna: are good for anytman, and from what, I hear he can get good enjut'i f'r Johnson or any other man In Jig rime. He never had any right to re tire at 87 years of age. Tike it from me, that I don't be lieve Jefferlea will ever fight the t.ig smoke.' I never taw a colored flglttr that had the sand to keep on hi a Iciilng fight, and Johnson Isn't any dif ferent. Marvin Hart took Johnson's measure and I know that if Jeffms could be goaded Into a match with Jonnson, and a lot of promoterj are frying to crowd him into It, they'd need a couple of ambulances to pick up the dark meat when Jeffries pulled off his gloves and called It a day's work. They can't prove anything In Jeff.'t ease by harking back to my finish. The talk about Jeffries fighting boose Is all bosh. He's keeping his : eye peeled all along the pike and tome day be will scare some of the frame up artists by reaching for them, and when he does there'll be a quick sign ing of theatrical contracts in self-defense, even if the cruelty to animals socjety did allow the thing to go so far as signing articles for a sure enough fight with him. Jeffries is profiting by my mistakes. ' TIPS TO THE "CHAMPICfNB" TO 8QUAHB THEM8ELVKM. A 'lot of bum champions who sic their preta agents at the public, and let it go at that keeping out of se rious fighting, would take the swift chase to the woods If they were made to fight oftener, and on a winner-take-all basis, and a side bet of their own money. That would do away with the fine line of packages that are (presented to the public every day. It would be a guarantee to the sports who' pay to see boxing that they weren't paying to tee dress rehearsal frame-ups. I never In my life had a guaran tee as to how much I was going to get before 1 went Into the ring. The old plan made a fighter do his best from the drop of the bat. for he knew he had to win to get anything.: There wasn't any loser's ena of the purse to give him a chants to change his mind after got a few wallops. He had to stay to the end, and the end didn't mean fifteen or twenty rounds. The end was a knockout finish. " ' You know as well as- I do that fighting under the conditions I have described meant that the men In the ring Jhad "to. play fair and do. their nest, u woum neip a lot tr some or the ''champions" would hang up 1800 or $1,000 to any man who would stand up to them for rour rounds. This would bring out a lot of material, which can't get any chance under the way things are fixed by the . profes sional fixers, r They ; won't -do it though, and I suppose they think 1 have a bole In my head for proposing any tucn plan ror tneir polite con sideration. O. well. I've talked to get something doing so the public can get t pa better run for their money, till I'm almost on the edge of a case of the willies tinging the same old song, ; . THE MAN WHO HUNG UP THAT 11,000 DEFL ,. It took a lot of courage . for At. Smith, when I made my way over from Boston way back in 1883 and found Mm tn the Gllsey house In New York, to decide right off to hang up $1,000 for any man who would stand "before me for four rounds. . XL had the nerve to make that offer good during a nine months' tour of the country, and although It was there for anybody to take who would, and some good men tried for tt, I protected the money and it never got away from .him. W A',-.- - , i-1 --i'-1- Belng a square. sport himself, Al Smith was a good Judge of men, and he knew that he'd lots hla money .- X a re ; fi;- a n," an 1 a I tering fi ;uner was fV- a -1 resembling feawec 1. "T.,' : ; from the least valuable j-.r; i, ostrich feather, tsvLsted and r ed. " "Many devises are used, too, ti cure unique color effects. TniV and a rare feather was lifted for i -spectlon "has had the color extn -ed. while these" and a vivid box r " plumes was opened "shows the lat est triumph In artistic dyeing. "While ladise demand exotic plum age the manufacturers must supply it It is Impossible to imitate the natural beauties of the osprey or the bird of paradise or of any of the exqulmta little birds that come from purely tropical climates. - Birds, however, are not fashionable this year, but a stock must always be kept in hand. 'The popularity of the ostrich fea ther groflrs each season, and there is no cruelty used in securing this plum age, v The output from the South Af rican farms this year is enormou.v upward of a million plumes being ex ported. These are now used in their , natural state, as well as curled .and are, of course, dyed nearly every, col or." . . Mysterious fikin DHrase. Burlington (N. J.) Dispatch to Phila delphia Press. 1 Hundreds of persons throughout this section of New Jersey are scratch ing ugly skin eruptions - that make their appearance on the face ; and, hands, and some times other portions of the 'bodies of their victims. Physi cians diagnose the trouble as a sort of ringworm, or parasite, which to the great annoyance, pain, and dis figurement of those attacked, bur rows under the skin, producing a blistering sore. The ailment differs from he or dinary ringworm Jn that it Is more painful and more contagious. It is believed to have been Introduced in to this section by immigrants. Whole families. In some towns are affect' ed. At Princeton It la said that a iris Jorlty of th university wtiKlents are suffering from the malady. Borne physicians here and in nearby cities are treating as many as 80 vases. ... , .... ... V ' . "..- only If some better man than , ma came along, and, that was good enough ' for him. the same It was a strong blurt for him to make and the kind of a bluff that very few sport' lng men would have the courage to carry out. It was Al. Smith who saw me through the light with Flood on the barge In the Hudson, for he was ref eree on that strenuous occasion when sudden death was offered by tha tough mugs who wanted Flood to win to any man who would try to break up the slate. AL Is about (7 years old to-day, and he's had a caeer in -sports that tops any record in the ' world, having refereed more prize fights than any man in the -world, and there Isn't a black mark on hit whole record. They made a great bunchy the men who were mixed up with me in the early days, and they went the pace- -on the level all the time. You'll ' hardly ever see their match again, for they don't grow twice In bunches like . that. HE PUT THE WHOLE THING UP . TO ROOSEVELT. I don't' believe in the war business, and never drd, for too many good men die in ditches in order t0 maka the chesty chaps with gold lace dog col lars all over them lookpretty in tha " picture papers. Why oon't the nations agree to fight It out with their mitts. If they've got to have a fight, Instead of shooting each other up? The com- ' mon people In the countries could put the whole war game on the bllnkerlno If they wanted to call It all off. They could sink all the warships and make the whole outfit afloat and ashore. g to work. . , I put the whole thing up to Boose- ' velt when we got together In tha White House, and he told me my no tions were too advanced for tha times. Roosevelt has torn good Ideals and he means well, but he'd make mora headway toward putting the shooting business on the bum If he'd offer him self to ecrap it out bare knuckles, with any king or emperor, who tries to put It over us. .. If some of the mobs on the other side who think they have the edge on us. found if they started something they'd get a challenge to meet our husky Presl- , dent under London prize" ring -rules In etead of sending halt a million men out to do their fighting, they'd sit up ftnd take n second think before thhy'd go up against the laugh for theirs.. There are lot of healthy fellows wearing funny uniforms who woul.l be more use to the country If they were digging post holes or getting In the pumpkins and the alfalfa. They wouldn't look so pretty in overalls but they'd cut a lot more Ice when It came to a thaw down with ttie grocer and butcher every Saturday night WOMEN WHO HAVE A RED LI QUOR THIRST ARE LOST. I've hrfd a lot to say to men, espe cially young men. about cutting out , 11 kinds of Intoxicating booze, : but ' something ought to be passed to the women who drink. In the publio res taurant from New York to 'Frisco J tee women who ought to know bet ter hitting red liquor as If it didn't have any kick In It They're , not tough women especially, but they've fallen easy Into a bad, habit and they're letting $t get away with them. In New York I've seen women come out of the fashionable cafes with their husbands and hardly able -to navigate Into their automobiles Jknd in the farther Western cities I've teen re spectable women in the same condition- If a, fright, that's what U is, and as much of a rounder as I've been In my time I can't tee these sight without getting broke up. , . When a woman get so she mu have raw rum there's no hope of her ever getting over the habit, A man may brace up, as some of us. have, and cut It out for keeps, but not a woman. ' Bh's a goner, unless there's " a miracle performed for her. or ahe's "hut up where the can't get to the hard stuff and kept tinder lock and key, I want to say to every man who helps a woman along to the raw liquor stage that be could do her a better turn if ha handed her some piwtoa and destroyed her 'on tha quick. IW domg the thing by ' Inches the other way, and It's a shame all the ws through. The women simply can't coma .back once they've -rot tha proper thirst developed for the plain red liquid curse, and those wh haven't reached that etaga and ar where they can pull back had betr take a swift hold on tnenwives. Tu Is the advice of one who knows wh-it be"! beefing about., . Yours truly. JOHN L. SUIiLIVAN.
The Charlotte Observer (Charlotte, N.C.)
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