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SYNOPSIS.
suddenly discovers that the valiant cor
poration, which his father founded and
which was he principal source of his
wealth, has failed. He voluntarily tunr,
over his private fortune to the receiver
for the corporation. His entire remaining
possessions consist of an old motor car, a
white bull dog and Damory court, a neg
lected estate In Virginia. On the way to
Damory court he meets Shirley Dand
rldg. an auburn-haired beauty,' and de
cide that he Is going to like Virginia Im
mensely Shirley's mother, Mrs. Dand
ridge, aiM Major Eristow exchange rem
iniscences during which It is revealed
that the nvJor. Valiant's father, and a
man named Bassoon were rivals for the
hand of Mrs. Dandrldge in her youth.
Bassoon and Valiant fought $ duel on her
account In which the former was killed.
Valiant finds Damory court .overgrown
with weeds and creepers and decides to
rehabilitate the place. Valiant saves
Shirley from the bito of a snake, which
bites him. Knowing the deadllness of the
bite, Shirley sucks the poison from the
wound and saves his life. Valiant learns
for the first time that his father left Vir
ginia on account of a duel In which Doc
tor Southall and Major Brlstow acted as
his father's seconds. Valiant and Shirley
become good friends. Mrs. Dandrldge
faints when she meets Valiant for the
first time. VaTta.pt discovers that he has
a fortune in old walnut trees. The yearly
tournament, a survival of , the Jousting of
feudal times, is held at Damory court. -At
the last moment Valiant takes the place
of one of the knights, who is sick, and
enters the lists. He wins and chooses
Shirley Dandrige as queen of beauty to
the dismay of Katherlne Fargo, a former
sweetheart, who is visiting ih Virginia.
The tournament ball at Damory court
draws the elite of the countryside.
CHAPTER XXIV. Continued.
To the twanging of the deft black
fingers, they passed in gorgeous array
between files of low-cut gowns and
flower-like faces and masculine swallow-tails,
to the yellow parlor. Once
there the music ceased with a splendid
crash, the eleven knights each dropped
upon one knee, the eleven ladles-in-waiting
curtsied low, and Shirley, seat
ed upon the dais, leaned her burnished
head to receive the crown. . What
though the bauble was but bristol
board, its Jeweled chasing but tinsel
and paste? On her head it glowed and
trembled, a true diadem. As Valiant
set the glittering thing on those rich
and wonderful coils, the music of her
presence was singing a swift melody
in his blood.
His coronation address held no such
flowerv Tierioda as wnnlH hnvo mil 01V
from the major's soul. He had chosen
a single paragraph he had lighted on in
an old book in the library a history-of
the last Crusade in French black-letter.
He had translated axld memorized
the archaic phrasing, keeping the
quaint feeling of the original:
"These noble knights bow in your
presence, fair lady, as their , leige,
whom they know as even In Judgment,
as dainty In fulfilling these our acts
of arms, and do recommend their all
unto your Good Grace in as lowly wise
as they can. O queen, in whom the
whole story of virtue is written with
the language of beauty, your eyes,
which have been only wont to discern
the bowed knees of kneeling hearts
and, inwardly turned, found always
the heavenly solace of a sweet mind,
tee them, ready in heart and able with
bands not nnlv tn aaaaillnv hut n nra.
vailing." ...
A hushed . rustle of applause not
loud: the merest whisper of silken
feet and feathered fans tapped softly
testified to a widespread approbation.
It was the first sight many there had
had of John Valiant and in both looks
and manner he fitted their best ideals.
The queen's curtsey was the signal
for the music, which throbbed sudden
ly into a march, and she stepped down
beside him. Couple aftew couple
knights and ladies, ranged behind
them, till the twenty-four stood ready
for the Toyal quadrille. It.was the old
fashioned lancers, but the deliberate
strain lent the famillaV measures some
thing of the stately effect of the min
net.
Quadrilles were not Invented as aids
to conversation, and John Valiant's
and Shirley's was necessarily limited
"The decorations are simply deli
clous!" she said as. they faced each
other briefly. "How did you manage
"Home talent with a vengeance. Un
cle Jefferson and I did it with our lit
tie hatchets. But the roses "
They were swooped apart and Shir
ley found herself curtsying to Chilly
Lusk.. "More than queen!" he said
under his breath. "I had my heart
eei on naming you today. I reckon
1 ve lost my rabbit-foot!
Opposite, in turn, Betty Page had
BiJijpea ner aainty nand in John vi
iant's- - "Ah haven't seen such a lovely
unfiw ior yeans:" sne sighed. Isn't
Dmney 100 sweetT if Ah had hair like
on
moonlighted garden at Rosewood, she
had lain in his arm for. one brief in
stant then she had seemed like some
trapped wood-thing resisting. Now,
her slender body swaying to his every
motion, .she was another; creature. Un
der the drooping tawny hair her' face
was almost as pale aa the white satin
of her gown; her Hps were parted, and
as they moved, he could feel her heart
rise and fall to her languorous breath.
no
hers, Ah wouldn't speak to a soul
. j a aa
earcn: . . -
- The exigencies of the fl euro travn
- "V
space for answer, and nroaontiv
certain labyrinthine evolutions, vShir-
ey s eyes were gazing into his again
wow adorable you look J" he - whis
pered, as he bowed . over her, hand
.now ioes it feel to be a queen?"
"This little head was never made
wear a crown," she laughed. "Queens
snouia be regal. Miss Fargo would
nave . - .
The music swept the rest away,
BOt the look of blinding
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gave her. that made her heart throb
..11 Jll - . a . .
wuuiy as sne guaea on.
' .
The last note of the quadrille slip-
pea into . a waltz dreamily slow,
Valiant nut h! Arm nhmif Shlrlcv
they floated away. Once before, la
to
but
he
and
and
the
CHAPTER XXV.
By the Sun-Dial.
Eyes arched with fan-shielded whis
pers, and fair faces, foreshortened as
they turned back over powder-white
shoulders, followed their, swallow-like
movement. From an ever-wiaening
circle of masculine devotees Katharine
Fargo watched them .with a smile that
cloaked an increasing and unwelcome
question. ,
Katharine had never looked more
handsome; a critical survey of her
mirror at Gladden Hall had assured
her of that Never had her poise been
more superb, her toilet more enraptur
ing. She was exquisitely gowned in
rose-colored mousseline-de-sole, em
broidered in tiny brilliants laid on in
Greek patterns. From her neck, in a
single splendid loop pf iridescence
against the rosy mist, depended those
fabulous pearls "the kind you Bim
ply can't believe," as Betty Page con
fided to ,her partner oh whose news
paper 'reproduction (actual diameter)
metropolitan shop-girls had been wont
to gaze with glistening eyes; and with
in their milky circlet, on her rounded
breast, trembled three pale gold-veined
orchids.
Watching that quadrille through her
drooping emerald-tinted eyes; she had
received a sudden enlightening impres
sion of Shirley s flawless beauty. At
the tournament her fleeting glimpse
had adjudged the other merely sweetly
pretty. The Chalmers' surrey had
stopped en route for Shirley, but In
her wraps and veil she had then been
all but invisible. This had been Kath
arine's first adequate view, and the
sight of her radiant charm had the
effect almost of a blow.
For Katharine, be it said, had wholly
surrendered to the old, yet new, at
traction that had swept her on the
tourney field. And what had lain al
ways in the back of her mind as a half
formed intention, had become a self
admitted . purpose during the motor
ride.
In another moment the waltz fainted
out, to be succeeded by a duax-temps.
and presently the host. In his crimson
cloak, was doffing his plumed hat be
fore her. Circling the polished floor
in the maze, . there was something
gratefully like former days in the as
sured touch, the true and ready guid
ance. The intrusive question faded.
He was the John Valiant she had al
ways known, of flashing repartee and
graceful compliment, yet with a touch
of dignity, too aa befitted the lord
of a manor which sat well upon him.
After-a decorous dozen of rounds, she
took his arm and allowed her perfect
Katharine Had Never Looked More
Handsome.
figure to be conducted through the
various rooms of the ground floor,
chatting in quite the old-time way, till
a new gallant claimed her.
The mellow strings 'made on their
merry tune, and at length the Wash
ington Post marched all In flushed
unity of purpose, to the great muslln-
walled porch with its array of tables
groaning under viands concocted by
Aunt Daphne for the delectation of
the palate-weary. . -
And then once more the waltz-strain
supervened and in the " yellow parlor
Joy was again miconfined. -
Again Valiant claimed ' Katharine
and they glided off on "The Beautiful
Danube." Her paleness now had a
tinge of color, but nevertheless he
thought she drooped. "You are, tired,"
he said, "shan't we sit it out?" "
"Oh, do you mind?" she responded
gratefully, -"It has been a fairly stren
uous day, hasn't It!" y -"
He guided her to a. corridor, where
branches of rhododendron screened an'
alcove of settees and seductive cush
ions. Here, her weariness seemed put
to rout. There was no drooping of
fringed lids, no disconcerting si
lences; . she chattered with ease and
piquancy
"I have been listening to paeans all
the evening," , she said. "And you de
serve them. It's a fine big thing you
are attempting the restoring of this
old estate. And J know you have even
bigger plans, too."
He nodded, suddenly serious and
thoughtful. "There's a lot I'd like to
do. It's not only the house - and
grounds." There are . .. other
things.. For instance, back on the
mountain-on my own land Is a set
tlement they call Hell's-Half-Acre.
Probably it has , well earned the
name. It's a wretched collection of
hovels and surly den and ; drabs of
women and unkempt children, the
poorest of poor-whites. Not one of
them can read or write, and they live
like animals. If I'm ever able, I mean
to put a manual-training school up
there; And then "
He ended with a half laugh, sudden
ly conscious that he was talking, in a
language she would scarcely under
stand In fact, in a tongue new to him
self. But there was no smile on her
Hps and her extraordinary eyes cool
gray, shot through with emerald
were looking into his with a frankness
and sympathy he would not have
guessed lay beneath her glacial pla
cidity.
To Katharine, indeed, it made little
difference what philanthropic fads the
man she had chosen might affecfaa
regarded Ms tenantry! Ambjtlons like
these had a manorial flavor that did
not displease her. And the Fargo mil
lions would bear much harmless ham
mering. A change,. subtle and incom
municable, passed over her.
"I shall think of you,M she sighed,
"as working on in this splendid pro
gram. For it Is splendid. But New,
York will miss you, John '
"Ah, no. I've no delusions on that
score. I dare say I'm almost forgotten
there already. v Here I have a place."
Her head, leaned back against the
cushion, turned toward him, the pale
orchids trembling on her bosom she
was so near that he could feel her
breath on his cheek. A new waltz
had begun to sigh its languorous meas
ures. ,
' "Place?" she queried. "Do you think
you had no place there? Is it possible
that you do not understand that your
going has left a void?" A
He looked at her suddenly, and her
eyes fell. Before he answered, how
ever, the big form of Major Bristow
appeared, looking about him.
'It has left a void," she said, her
eyes still downcast, her voice Just low
enough, "for me."
The major pounced upon them at
this Juncture, feelingly accusing John
of the nefarious design of robbing the
assemblage of its bright and partic
ular star. When Katharine put her
hand In her cavalier's arm, her eyes
were dewy under their long .shading
lashes and her fine lips ever so little
tremulous. It had been her best avail
able moment, and she had used it
As she moved away, her faint color
slightly heightened, she was glad of
the interruption. It was better as it
waB. When John Valiant came to her
again. . . .
But to him, as he stood watching
her move lightly from him, there was
vouchsafed illumination. It came to
him suddenly that that placidity and
hauteur which he had so admired in
the old day 8 were no mask for. fires
within. 'The exquisite husk was the
real Katharine. Hers was the loveli
ness of some tall white lily cut in
marble, splendid but chill. And with
the thought, between him and her
there swept through the shimmering
candle-lighted air a breath of wet rose
fragrance like' an impalpable cloud,
and set in the midst of it a misty star
tinted gown sprayed with lilles-of -the-valley;
and above It a girl's face clear
and vivid, her deep shadow-blue eyes
fixed on his. . .
The music of a two-step was lan
guishing when, a little later, .Valiant
and Shirley strolled down between
the garden box-hedges, cypress-shaped
and lifting spire-like toward a sky
which bent, a silent canopy of mauve
and , purplish blue. Behind them
Damory court lay a nest of woven
music and laughter. The long whlte
musllned porch shimmered goldenly,
and beside It under the lanterns dal
lied a-flirtatious couple or two, ghost
like In the shadows.
"Come," he said. "Let me take you
to see the sun-dial now."
The tangle had been cut away and
a narrow gravel-path led through the
pruned creepers. She made an excla
mation of delight The onyx-pillar
stood In an oasis of white moonfiow
ers, white dahlias, mignonette and nar
cissus; bars of late lllles-of-the-val-ley
beyond these, bordered with Arum
lilies, white clematis, iris and bridal
wreath, shading out into tender, paler
hues that ringed the spotless purity
like dawning passion. . " :
- "White for happiness," he quoted.
"You said that when you brought me
here the day, we planted the ram
blers. Do ; you ' remember what" I
said? That some day perhaps, I should
lpve tills spot the best of all at,Dambry
court" He was silent a moment, trac
ing with his "finger the motto on the
dial's rim. "When I was very little,
he went on "hardly , more than three
years old, I think my father and I
had a play, in ; which w lived In a
grt mansion Ilk this. It was called
Wishing House, and it was in the mid
dle of the Never-Never Land a sort
of beautiful fairy country in which
everything happened . right - I know
now that the Never-Never Land was
Virginia, and that Wishing House was
Damory court No wonder my father
loved it! No wonder his memory turn
ed back to it always!' I've wanted Ho
make it as it was when he lived here.
"And I want the old dial to count happy
hours for me. ,
Something, had crept into his tone
that struck her with a strange sweet
terror and tumultXf mind. The hand
that clutched her skirts about her
knees had - begun to tremble and she
caught the other hand to her cheek
in a vague hesitant gesture. The moon
flowers seemed to be great round eyes
staring up it her. -
"Shirley" he said, and now his
voice was shaken with longing "will
you make my happiness for me?"
She was standing -perfectly V still
against the sun dial, both hands, laced
together, against iher breast, her eyes
on his with a strange startled look.
Over the hush of the garden now, like
the very soul of the passionate night,
throbbed the haunting barcarole of
"Tales of Hoffmann:" -
''Night of stars and night of love"
f '
an inarticulate echo of his longing. He
took a step toward her, and she turn
ed like one in sudden terror seeking
a way of escape. But he caught her
close in his arms.
"I love you!" he said. "Hear it now
in my bride's garden that I've made
for you! I love you, I love you!"
For one instant she struggled. Then,
slowly, her eyes turned to1 his, the
sweet lips trembling, and something
dawning deep in the dewy blue jthat
turned all his leaping blood to quick
silver. "My darling!" he breathed,
and their lips met
In that delirious moment both had
the sense of divine completion that
comes only with love returned. For
him there was but the woman in his
arms, the one woman created for him
since the foundation of the "World. It
was Kismet For this he had come to
Virginia. For this fate had turned
and twisted a thousand ways. Through
the riot of his senses, like a silver
blaze, ran the legend of the calendar:
'Every man carries his fate upon Lptknown as many months !
riband about his neck." For her, some
thing seemed to pass from her soul
with that kiss, some deep Irrevocable
thing, shy but fiercely strong, that had
sprung to him at that lip-contact as
steel to magnet The foliage about
them flared up in green light and the
ground under her feet rose and fell
like deep sea-waves.
She lifted her face to him. It was
deathly pale, but the light that burned
on it was lit from the whitest altar
fires of southern girlhood. "Six weeks
ago," she whispered, "you had never
seen me!"
He held her crushed to him. She
could feel his heart thudding madly.
"I've always known you," he said. "I've
seen you a thousand times. I saw you
coming to meet me down a cherry
blossomed lane, in Kyoto. I've seen
your eyes peering from behind a veil
In India. I've heard your voice calling
to me, through the padding camel's
feet, from the desert mirages." You
are the dream I have gone searching
always! Ah, Shirley. Shirley, Shirley!"
her spirits She had been so certain
of what would happen that evening
that when her father (between cigars
on ; the porch with Judge Chalmers
and Doctor Southall) . had searched her
out under a flag-of-truce, she had sent
him to the right-about, laughingly de
clining to depart before royalty. But
number followed number, and the
knight in purple and gold had not
paused again before her. Now the
scarlet cloak no longer flaunted
among the dancers, and the white
satin gown and sparkling coronal had
disappeared. The end of the next
"round-dance" found her subsiding
into the flower-banked alcove sudden
ly distrait amid her escort's sallies. It
was at this moment that she saw, en
tt5rlp.fr te corridor from the garden,
the miss&af couple. i
It was not the ffciiit flush on Shir
ley's cheek that was not deep nor
was it his nearness to her, though they
stood closely, as lovers might But
there was In both laeir faces a some
thing that resurgent conventionality
had not had time to cover a trem
bling reflection of that "light that
never was, on sea or land" which was
like a death-stab to what lay far deep
er than Katharine's heart her pride.
She drew swiftly back, dismayed at
the sudden verification, and for an in
stant her whole body chilled.
A craving for a glass of water has
served its purpose a thousand times;
as her cavalier solicitously departed to
fetch the cooling draught, she rose,
and carelessly humming the refrain
the music had Just left off, sauntered
lightly, out by another door to the open
air. A swift glance about her showed
her she was unobserved and she step
ped down to the grass and along the
winding path to a bench at some dis
tance In the shrubbery. Fre the
smiling mask slipped from br face
and with a shiver she dropped Irer hot
face in her hands.
There were no tears. The wave
that was welling over her was one ojf
bitter humiliation. She had shot, her
bolt and missed sle, Katharine Far
go! For three yers she had held
John Valiant roma tically speaking iaj
the hollow of yher shapely hand. Now
she had all but thrown herself at his
feet and he had turned away to this
flame-haired, vivid girl whom he had
CHAPTER XXVI.
The Doctor Speaks.
While the vibrant strings hummed
and sang through the roses, and the
couples drifted on tireless and con
tent, or blissfully "sat out" dances on
the stairway, Katharine Fargo held
her stately court no less gaily for the-
f stealthy doubt that was creeping over
Heavy footfalls all at once aproach-
ed her two men were coming from
the house. There was the spitfing
crackle of a match, and as she peer4
out its red flare lighted the massive
face and floating hair of Major Bris
tow. His companion's face was in tb
shadow. She waited, thinking they
would pass ; but to . her annoyance-,
when she looked again, they had seat
ed themselves on a bench a few paces
away.
To be found mooning in the shrub
bery like a schoolgirl did not pleas
her, but it seemed there was no re
course, and she had half arisen, when
the major's gruff-voiced companion
spoke a name that caused her to alt
down abruptly.
ITO BE CONTINUED.)
Sometimes Thus.
That cry in a London paper of a jour
nalist who "finds it Impossible to
maintain that appearance so essential
in his profession" i carries one back
to the past with a ferk. Back to the
days when appearance was not al
ways "so essential" to the writer. One
recalls Samuel Boyse, a . contemporary
of Johnson, for Instance, who worked
only when his clothes were in pawn.
His dress pledged, he would spend a
few shillings thus acquired on meat to
eat with his truffles and mushrooms
and then take to his bed. There he
would get binder a blanket slit to al
low free play of his pen Iiand, and
start work with a will,
.
MADE HIM FEEL LONESOME
8am Blythe, on the Water Wagon,
. Found That He Had No One to
' - . Play With. '
. Two years ago Sam Blythe, the
writer , elected to mount the water
cart He became boastfully, painfully,
selfishly arid. For a time false friends
tried to lure him back into the shack
lesbetween September 15, 191i, and
June 23, 1912, he received. 418 bottles
of whisky from 312 persons but they
finally gave It up as a bad Job. 'The
other day Blythe was talking with two
serfs of the demon at the Waldorf.
By and by . their mania came upon
them. They began to edge toward the
bar. , 1
"Well, Sam, see you later," they
said. . ' i
"No," said Blythe "Dunno. You
may not care to have me lit your lit
tle party, but I am going right along.
I. will drink, water, or buttermilk, ox
ginger ale, or any non-alcoholic thing
you;: iy, but I am not going to stay
out here all alone.'
Why. Sam, you're welcome' said
the "bond slaves, feclT. , - .
"No, I am not" si&ld Blythe. "I
can tell by the to of your voices.
I spent the best. 20 years of my life
making collection of drinkinf
friends, and now I have no one to
olay with." Cincinnati Times-Star. ...
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making every portion " of the picture
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light a Chicago inventor ha - patent
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Unrighteousness. :
1. All unricrVifn,,
fi-7 r"", es8 iBsin
term and In the Bible is JS
Position to "truth." ilN
one .hair's breadth from that
s unnghteousness. or sin. C5
tni8 aennition we have to
purpose of which was tebeaS
reflection of the mind of God. i
was to elorifv QnH in v.,
. . " MOT, n-J
and spirit, but, alas, what a J
there has been; and this failure
lauea 10 nit the aim ot ohvl
of his being. His body is mi
mind is diseased, his soul is J
YtTT dirt "Ml 1 ! . Pi
j aii uae smneo and cd
snort or the glory of God." Eves
Tlghteousness is as filthy
tnis sense sin is "any lack of conlorjl
uy to the' will of God."
Transgression.
52. Sin is the transgression of N
law. (I John 3:4.) From the state d
the soul we pass to the-wert ad fc
the days of the dispensation of
science and before the giving of fe
law, sin was against the ebaractsi
God. It was unrighteousness, or 1
godliness, and not, strictly speafc;
transgression; and yet, there rat
because death came, which it
wages of sin, the result of Adam'a
disobedience to' a positive eomi
But when the law has come,fhei
nnnimoTiHmont Via a haon r!Ton Af
wiii iim.ii v. uug ivvii q.'vm, I
sin passes from the unrighteousiea:j
positive transgression. God las &
down a line, and by deliberate ttj
man steps over the line transgrae.
M 1 1
-ana oecomes a sinner uj cuiui-
If
"violation of the will of God"
You say you do not sin, youwk
ing the best you can. Yes, bit jr.
have a verv low idea of sin. Bra
your crooked life, which seems
to you, side by side with the stn&j
line of God's sinless life and biikj
law, and you must cry out, HA
merciful to me the sinner." ToisJ
look good to yourself, you mayspFj
good to your neighbors, out n ;
sight you belong to the wlciea
of vour many sins against Go(
of perfect love, Borne idol in ?g
heart, neglect of his Sabbath, m
or 'angry feelings, lack of tajWJj
or apology, misrepresentaim
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