Jean Renault -Conscript

By HOWARD P. ROCKET

(CcpyrUM. The Fnnk A. Munaer Co.) "Uy friends,' said Jean Renault “l ask you to wish me untold success. T£l» day 1 hare signed my most wonderful contract! I stand before you, Jean Renault, the greatest of all tenora—I who bars Just been ensued for three years by the leading impresario of modern times—M. Oattl-Carrmnza. It la be. tbe most divine of men in appredation. »ho has the rare good Judgment tc acclaim me the utmost in

vocal attainment."

“Ah bah!" exclaimed M. Dupre with some heat "L who have beard the most wonderful operatic voices of tbe age, doubt you. I cannot believe what

"Monsieur." be said quite calmly for a Frenchman provoked, "not without affront, I challenge thee, even thee, to scan the agreement 1 have this day made wtUf M. Oattl-Carranxa. It means that next senaon I shall be tbe hlgbest-pald tenor In opemtir history. Tea will doubt me, for heretofore no -liger has ever commanded such a salary. This next six months—which is the New York sesson with tbe Met ropolltan opera—1 shall earn SSAOO a night, and I shall have a guaranty

“And now." said Van der Wynt as lie aat down In a rustic chair, to ask a great favor. 1 am music hungry. It has been months since I have beard M. Reneult sing the ‘Vestl la giubba' froi_ Tagllacd.' Would you consent to sing It for us hem—now?" All eyes turned to Renault, who stood up self-ccnsdously. Tbe lights, the excitement, the many "bravos" -* tbe opera rang In the ear* of his m ory. He had all the old-time inspiration and passion, be recalled tbe Cattery. tbe adulation of bis past performances. And added to this was the presence of Alys. Renault thought of their marriage, of their departure to the States, of the triumphs they would share there. And

then he sang.

Calmly he began as they ell listened Intently. His voice seemed wonderful even et the outset, then it seemed like the voice of ooe gifted by beeven. At last he ceased. His bead sank upon bis breast. He was overcome

with emotion.

And then, and then only was It that everyone In tbe little garden looked up as a saber clanked against a epur and an officer In uniform entered Reverently be bad stood by the gate while Renault sang. Now, with doffed 'cap and courteous air. he came toward the II It la group He appeared to hesitate. yet his manner was businesslike, as that of a man who had an unplea* ant duty which would best be per-

formed quickly

“M. Renault." be said quietly, yet with tbe voice of authority, "M. Renault. France calls you. You are needed with her sons to suppress our foes It seems a sacrilege to intrude upon so great an artist, yet. pardon me. it Is no fault of mine; all the sons of our country ere drafted for the

tary service. You are a cltlsen—a reservlet. France beckons—calls to you mandant^thU man. a mere soldier, co take up tbe saord against the en- noI yet lf <Ter be should be, e worldemy." The man replaced bis cap and known Doubtless, thought

- „ yg* “ tu clinked together i (ra . nlt . -.ho general wished him to

of *260.000 a year for three year*. wlU., ,h £ r *’ lr . ..... . . .. Wn ■ uff

1 Renault arose to his full height, lie < |, nt Jutt te ride tbe flep of tbe coratwlrled his mustache He was dm- ! rnsndcrs tent s shsrp voice awakened matic. tragic, theatric. , th „ t( . nor from hu rerertc

** m r \ A tViM

: under these conditions Renault enjoyed a certain distinction. HU companions knew him, held him In awe. the greatest of French tenors. They boarded the cam. The train moved, and Jean Renault, soldier of France, was being hurried toward the

enemy.

The Journey's end arrived. The men were hastily formed Into line beside tbs railroad track. There was a sharp command and the company moved off toward the site chosen for

their camp.

Night came, and with It a feeling of awe. No camp-fires were permitted to be lighted, and tbe sole taint glimmer came from the tent of the genera] commanding the division, where a rmail electric-battery lamp was carefully shrouded to prevent 1U mys being seen from a distance. On tbe ground, wrapped in hU blanket. Uy Jean Renault, thinking of Alys and dreaming of hU contract with the Metropolitan Opera company. Also be thought of the possibility of tiU being shot, and his flesh grew cold Overhead ti rre was a faint whirring sound. Dimly be made out a great blrd-like shape hovering down in his direction. He sat up and then laughed

. anc iue oiue moie cn'k-J Reneult aa It

sfon*

led Herghoff. "May-

-Capltal»“ thought rill be too eaay." But Herghoff was

ow. He grinned, andj the blue mole upon Mi nose offend* '

bed never done bef< •Fleeing*" queried

But let us see. ' Search him!" • German soldier director com-

manded.

A trooper bade Renault deecend. and he did ao with sinking heart. Quickly his bands passed through Rein triumph he held up to light the envelope the general had given the tenor. Herghoff took tt with savage glee, tore It open, and scanned the writing. ~ he said: "Arrest that man and take him to tha rear!" Renault felt III—he was almost afraid. He. the great Jean Renault, was a prisoner of war. In his own machine, under guard, he was hurried back across tbe frontier into Genndny. The night wes growing old and tbe first faint streaks of dawn began to appear in the sky. The machine drew up before a roadside inn. and Renault was ushered into Its public room. There, gathered about a table, sat a group of officers covered with medals and gold lace. They were (ha

Corsican Calls

HI. U K* l» U! too« j WHE ( 1E SHE GOT

that you have seen.

•Yen knew himr asked the war

master, “In—In life?"

“1 killed him." said the Corsican. "I hanged bis son at Loneerille because be would not guide us through an ambushed valley. He was a peas-

Madetlne Careful to Ot tlont Forbtddlnj the Picking

bedridden. The shock, by me. klUed him.' “And now?" said the war master "Now.” said the Corsican. “Je Bedanow sends me on tbe errand to

softly. It —as an aeroplane, end now ! brains of the war. Among them s

it touched the earth almost noise-

lessly.

A scoot of course. Renault turned over and tried to sleep. But a few moments later a dark figure edged toward him. A hand was placed upon his shoulder and he aat up. startled. "M. le General wishes to see you.” said the man. and then, beckoning to Renault to follow, started off through

tbe darkness

Renault arose He dusted off bis clothing and twirled bis mustache He. Jean Renault, must make a creditable appearance before his com-

1 beg of you. my trtemf. to read my agreement."

“Hein!" almost gasped Dupre. “It is impossible. It is written--! read

M—yet it cannot b«!"

"So one might think." answered Renault quickly. "Yet lu America

. such things are true "

Beautiful Alys Dupre advanced slowly across the gravel path. She pet her arms about tbe shoulders of Renault and smiled down at hlts“You ate a divam«r, moo char," she ■aid eofUy. “la this thing true thou

•eyeut to mon pens?"

"Quite true." answered Renault with smiling eyes. “Will you come with me ver the seas as my wife and share with me tbe honors and the gold ^atjjrlll be mine in New York this

. jJv 111 be tz

Alys gdwd l

' atnle Into his ■

Alys gaKd into bis eyes, her hand stole into his. a»d she let him kiss her

softly upon the lips.

Repault gued over her shoulder at mt village lying beyond the

L

He thought of the peace and quiet of the place and of tbe bustle and hurry of New York, but be longed to be there with Alys and the beginning

of his triumph.

Now 11. Dupre, aged and dignified, put down his pipe, rose from bis seat and took a tottering step forward. "Oh. mon fils,” he said with a sob In his voice. "I have read this wonder ful paper ot agreement signed by the great Judge of merit across the seas, and I am happy and proud to give unto thee my daughter. May she be

worthy of thee!'

Renault wrung the old men's hand "Worthy?" he repeated. "Who am ; —only a great tenor—to deserve her f Just then e powerful motor car esme along the dusty road end stopped before the garden wall. From It a foreigner descended, entered tbe pretty

garden, and doffed hit hat.

"My dear Renault!" the

claimed. Then, to the embarrassment | * n ‘ e blower of glass.

I am Jean Renault!" he exclaimed, j ••Renault." said the grixaled vet'I leave shortly^ for America, where I | rran c f Sedan, "my aeroplane scout “ * “**■* “ * has Just reported 'hat the enemy are

have contracted

Renault, sing—1 do not fight!" “Sing It to the minister of war!" said the soldier contemptuously. "Sing It to whomsoever you like, but com-i with me. It is the military law of France. It is » pity. I am no great singer, I earn no fabulous sums. 1

'trading France. They bare the border and are marching between our column and that of the Marshal He Fevre. Aa they proceed they are wrecking the telephone and telegraph wires. Our wireless outfit is crip pled. 1 must go back 6C years in warfare and send an oiderly with dispatches because I dare not risk betraying our position by using rockets or firebrand signals." “How interesting," remarked Renault with a smile. The general scowled. “There to one man In my ranks who can pass the German lines without detection—at least without being hindered. It U

you. Renault."

Renault swelled out bis cheat. One mat In tbe army of France—Renault. Naturally, In time of danger tbe general would turn to him. It eras to be

“I Shall Earn *J.M» a Night

"You are known throughout world aa a singer—a plr.y actor," general coo'lnued Renault over' looked the slip of the tongue end ac-

cepted the compliment

"I wish you to carry e dispatch Marshal He Fevre." the general w< on. "if overtaken by tbe enemy y will admit that you are Jean Renault, the famous singe.-—say that you are fleeing to catch a steamer for America to fill your theatrical engager there In that event they will probably believe you, and even permit you to pres on aa a noneombaUBL Here to tbe dispatch. Civilian clothes will be supplied you, and you will start at

once In an automobile."

Renault was about to reply. He was planning an impressive speech, but suddenly tbe general turned upon bis heel end disappeared An orderly hurried the singer f.-om the tent.

Yet France him clothing, and bade him

cf the new siTlval. the greet tenor r *lls os together, perhaps to die side , ctjoje

embraced him effusively Red of by side, even Jean Renault tbe great j j, WM loo hurried—not effective face, hut accepting tho situation aa a ' and Antoine Marceau who earns ten | enough. Renault told himself. But a part of bis experience abroad, the new -i franca the day. Such to fate Bo ' f,,*. minutes later, disguised as himcomer permitted Renault to introduce France wills." j tr lt, the world's greatest tenor found blm to his companions I Van der Wynt spoke up "What to ' |,| mfr |f speeding along a rough road

"The chairman of the committee ' the fee for tho release of a conscript' from the wonderful opera company [ hu asked the officer. "I will gladly nailed the Metropolitan of New York" ! P*y sty you ask to free M. Reexclaimed Renault with enthusiasm j uaull I'o-n service. I will buy a sub-

“the powerful and wise organization atltute for blm “

that has engaged me—Jean Renault. ! ! The toldler smiled "Thera will be am entranced! Y'ou. monsieur, are no substitute.'' he said. "If there come Just lu time to congratulate roe were men available for substitution —and ob. thou aly dog. thou hast put we would draft them. too. France

M. Uattl-Carr nm up to engaging me calls all—rich and poor alike."

I congratulate thee " Renault paled. Then the dramatic Tbe new arrival -mlled Indulgent!) ride of the situation appealed to him.

"But congratulate me once

Renault went on. "I am Just affianced to the most beautiful woman lu the

What ta loom. I. Jean Re-

lie turned to Alya.

' Dear heart." he aald. "1 go to war. I go for France end for thee. No innger ahall I be a soldier of the foot-

nit, have won her from Helnri-h lights—a make believe warrior with ttorghoff—ao Inferior director ot the a tin sword against a singing enemy orchestra at the Metropolitan—who From this moment I am a aoldler of has had tbe audacity to plead for tho Franre I shell show them. 1. Jean ha£d of my divinity!" Renault, shall return to thee not only “impossible." said the Amerirxn j the greatest of living tenors, but

“Tel I brar

In a high-powered motor—a tnessen ger of France. It was only a trip of 60 ml’es Running cautiously tnrough the darkness without a headlight, the chauffeur ateoild make It In an hour and a half In so powerful a machine. But now. after <0 minutes of rapid running, the chauffeur suddenly brought the great ear to a standstill. Ahead was some obstacle, and now from Its direction flashed a sesrrhllght. Dimly Renault made out another automobile. It was filled with officera In tbs Held uniform

of Germany

Now waa his chance, the time to act. bis task being to deceive theeo oHirers by pretending to be what he really was. and not a soldier of Franre He saw revolvers leveled at him and his companion He heard other machines drawing up. It waa

- Herghoff has ' wearer of the Ig-clnn d'ilonneur—a , the advanre guard—the scouting party

nought of. raturnlr.g to hero of this war with Germany. Hah' 'ha Btatea this acssnu. Hr has ap . May I encounter this hoarier Hergolled for a comtnlsalou to the arm) ' boff He la Irua than the shadow of "Hah!" exclaimed Renault con- a dog—a miserable whining conscript temptuuualy Ret him handle a | who ranno' even bent lime with a sword aa clumsily ns be handled a j baton let alone parry the swordbaton. and France will have an eaay | thrusta of Jean Renault!" victory over Germany!" "Then, with the Instinct of a draTbe American laughed heartily, malic silt, be atrode from the garden "Permit me." he said to tbe company while the anher of the eoldler aceom about them "M. Renault Is so enthu pan) Ing him clanked against tbe

elastic, ao happy, that he has forgot stones,

ten U) inlroduie Oh- save by a title j IH

which amounts to but little, except In j A few hours later Jean Renault, that It gives me an opportunity to j who bad not seen military service for snow my appreciation «.f ike art of M. | flvs ycom. stood uniformed and armed Renault. 1 »m Riebxrd Van der at the railway station, not In the cen

Wynt" be said "Pray be scatod.” | ter of tM ri^gn. b«t one

tbe Invading army. He would quickly aaliafy their questions and then proceed at top speed to warn

Marrhal 1^ Fevre.

Rut suddenly hla brow clouded. In the uniform of a eolorel of

They Lletened Intently, Wandaringly. mustached 'god-man" before wbotr Renault had sung several Hues in the Imperial opera bouse In Berlin. The great one looked up. The officer who had Renault in charge recited the circumstances and laid upon the table tbe letter Renault had car-

ried.

Renault made no defense—could not even find words. But the man of the bristling mustache found them. They were abort, sharp, menacing. And a moment later Ji was led away. He war not made to walk tar. They ctood him up against a tree, and now a man would have blindfolded him But Renault struck down bis hand In that mo ognlxed the officer who had brought him therm. It was Berghoff. and bine sols mas more disgusting to Renault than ever before. All this time be bad been Hergboff's prisoner, and had not noticed (he fact. “Bah!" exclaimed Renault Tscorn you! I bite you!" "Bite Ihe dust, fool!" sneered Berghoff. “You are no more a soldier than you are a singer. Do you recall the argument we had over tbe bars of Mario's death-song when I conducted ‘Ha Toaca?' Do you remember bow I drowned your Impossible voice with my beautiful orchestra? Do you remember—an I mal ?" “Pig!" shouted Renault. “Who are you—a conductor who must pul down the baton to take up the murderer's knife. It looks well in your hand. It to Just the hand to bold such an Implement.'' "We are waiting." Berghoff reminded him "You delay us. Time to precious. We mutt <u to Paris, where l shall conduct a gala performance of the opera for his Imperial majesty." Renault looked him squarely In the

eye.

"Berghoff." he said, “you will never conduct a gala performance in Pari* Your emperor will never command such a performance. 1, Jean Renault, prophesy that. Hut. now. while your troopers stand walling. I shall permit you and them lo hear Jean Renault, the greatest of all tenon, sing the last song of Mario as It was never sung before. "Attend." The eun came up. Factor the firing, tqu^d. and while Herghoff looked on half awed, half smiling. Jean Renault stepped forward and began to slug The stern faces of his executioners softened They listened Intently, wonderingly. Never before had they heard aurh singing And the man who could do this was the man the) were shout to kill. Just outside tbe Inn. distance sway, a little group of

(Copyright, Tbe Frank A. Munser Co.) The tun. after a long struggle with the smoky fog. slunk down In hto course. The light changed to a dull gray, kindly abutting out the sight of red blotches on greenish-yellow grass, s hideous contrast. There were no sounds except those muffled clicks and snaps that tell when an s-my U going to rest fur the night. The war master sat to s field tent, gaxlng down the trampled hill to the there hto hopes—for the sen realised. Tomorrow' No hTman being w as near, unless oncould count as human the rigid figure* of the imperial guard. These statues, formed in squares and laces, mi aa the night. One lane waa a long, narrowing . etch cf hare for yet risen to lu vain task of trying to shine through the murk, lane, as the war master watched with i that were focused on nothing at something appeared. At first It seemed like a gray veil, floating to the outline of a human form. And now, still without salute or challenge, the silent thing, toss like a gray veil and more like the film of a man. the tent slowly and entered. Entered confidently, with tbe air of an equal, and bowed, but only from tbe neck and not from the hips There was no mistaking the cut of the cloak ad the cock of the hat. The war master's eyes were cold, too. returning the bow. but not so whether In word or look, to the easiest fsshlon of covering surprise—or alarm. The war master did not rise. “One of the all.** 1 believe,'

said.

"No." said the visitor in a dull voice, “aay. rather, a neutral." "Indeed!" said the'war master, not Corsica loyal to France?" “After a man's death." said the visitor, "his politics and fduties do not change; they merely disappear.' "I am pleased to bear that. Herr—‘ "M. Bonaparte, If you will, or evei Milter. I became accustomed to hear tog the latter title aboard the Belli, rophon." The war master did not seem lo be listening. He was watching his visiter narrowly. “Z woudar—" he began, sod then cessed to speak. "You wonder." aald the visitor, smiling. "whether I am not real. I beg to assure your majesty that I am not real. 1 understand, of course, tbe trend of your thoughts. It has occurred to you. as It would occur to most trained men under similar circumstances. that ! might be tome new output of the wizardry of war—an im palpab.e man. tree to come and go among the tents of the enemy. I saw the brief flash of annoyance when it came into your mind that If there was any such deviltry possible your gentlemen of the laboratories should have discovered It first." "Such." aald the war master arrogantly, "is our custom." “The speed of thought to one o( the few human things at which I still may marvel." pursued the Corsican. “You revolved lo your mind not only that possibility, but a dozen ways to which the magi, might be used. There U nothing contra in the rules of war, I believe " Tbe war master raised bis brows in mock modesty. "A dozen ways!" he repeated "You Batter!" "No." aald tbe Corsican, “at least a dozen, perhaps a score. 1 »now 1 should have thought of fifty." ■tWIti such talent," began tbe war master, "your total of succvsbes—“ “Ret me save your voice." Interposed tbe Corsican blandly. “You would remind me that where I ended to failure at that very spot )ou began

Tjje war master look a step 'otward. , . “You! You are at tbe beck and call of peasants' father**" "Where 1 come from." said the Car•lean's even voice, "there are no pea* anta. no war wasters, no first con■ulx." , _ ' Bnt this errand tor Jxn Bedanow.

lid tbe war master.

"It will help me." replied the Corsican. "to repair the wrong. In soother hundred years, or a thousand,

or a million—aa men count time—1 j innocent. "No'm. ny nuy do something more, if ©cession dot)' grow nuthto'. 1

fortunately should arise, to make

Her name was Madeline. She X dusty black, as lata, fiat, a a lath, and aha wm aho seventeen years old The dtotlngwtoh-1 tog feature about her thee was I eyes; they were largs and round a white, and they Invariably expre the last degree of startled tenoei Madeline worked days for

Judge Gentry.

One morning the appeared with i large bouquet, which she presented t.

Mrs Gentry before she h on the breakfast dishes.

To Mrs. Gentry tbe flowers s somehow familiar. “Tm very mac pleased to tolnk that yon should b me such nice flowers. Madeline," s>

the white woman. “Doan your mother |

grow them at your home?" Madeline became, if I

_ see," conceded the war master. “And what of other-of other things which are to the histories 7" •'Esch to lu turn." said the Coralcan. "but Jan Bedanow e matter flrsL" The war master leaned acroes the map-etrewn pi.ie table, hto eyes

aflame.

"You mean." he choked, "that that la all—all there to—beyond—for one

like you—or—"

"Or you." said the Coreicsn to his even tone. "It to all the s-me for alb The South American who kills with hto blow gun la on even footing with the chancellor who kills with his pen. All the trappings sod the titles remain here—for Inheritance" The war master stood np 'I shall not change my plans." be

said stHBy.

"I do not ask you to." aald the Corsican. "My business to not ycu.s, but

Jan Bedanow'* "

“And that." said th< war master,

“to what?

“On the road near a wend the Coraicma.

at the crossroads beside tbe corner of tbe Ora> Forest, a little triangle to which there to a grave It is the grave of Jan itodanos's wife. When

bouquet oaten a white lady's yard." With a few qt rations Mrs. G~ntr> I established the fact that the fiowen J came from the yard of her friend Mrs

Gordon to the next block.

"Did Mrs. Gordon givu them to yot I for me. Madeline?" she persisted. “No'm." countered Madeline, "bi she sin' said I couldn' pick 'em." -Weil, what did she say?" want oe |

Mre. Gentry.

Madeline gave close attention to her work. T dunno 3ex' what she si;

She wasn't there.”

Mrs. Gentry spent a busy 16 mlc ntes to an effort to impress spot I Madeline the difference between mm* and thine. Madeline agreed to every thing, and professed her eomptr:* understandlng and appreetefiou. And the next Thursday morning she alpeared with another, larger bouquet which she presented with an air of |

guileless nonchalance.

"You d'dnt take these 1

j Bowers from Mrs. Gordon's yard. I | did you. Midellne?" Mrs. Gentry

sau ~ as- ■'H-'ing to mask her suspldo*

•tU find : * 1,h Mndnee*.

"No'm." returned

told me not to take flot white todies' yards." “Did some one give you U

tinued Mrs, Gentry.

"No'm," answered Made One. "ao body didn't give 'em to me." “Then bow did you com# by them" Madeline's eyes expressed toe last degree of Innocence. "1 Jos’ seed 'sc and I Jos' picked ’em." Mrs. Gentry was determined. “DM you go again Into some white lad) • yard and take her flowers?" “I done said yo' told me not to tat* Bowers from white ladies* yards." re plied Madeline, conclusively, “and I : ain' never no mo'. I yes' picked <u. hyah bouquet outen a <

yard. Yessum."

“I than Net Cha-tge My Piana.* your majesty's troops pass that way

Details Can Walt.

A patriotic Welshman urm •bat emblems and distinct thought the new- Welsh belt tbe British army ought to wet

traditional emblem of Wales is toe leek, hut he thought this probably weald be Inappropriate. Mr. Uoyd George has recently pot forward toe claims of the daffodil cm the Welsh aa tloaal flower, but that eesms to lack historic confirmation, so R wee agreed that it was most likely that the Wrist guard would wear a dlstiagutahlni badge of the Frinee of Wales' faelk era. But Wales has other smbteis* the red dragon of her Beg. for Is stance. That might be need, and a*

for cap band, tbe i

tx-cauae 1 knew. In the y

minds of men who plan on paper. I i would have known that vou wen.

with success. But I would remind you tog there. And I at the other .fT that any town to Waterloo where Wa would have been walling foe vou terioo to found" •Will they he ready for m. "A gbosUy warning- aald the war I morrow?' whispered to. war mTst^ master, toughing. He had risen as The Coralcan shrugg.d hla .Uouli If to end the Interview. R was a <t.r. *a u nia ,n ou p

habit, and ho did not realise his error

and there will be plenty of time to j arrange the other Utile details of ecer

let and buttona.

they would naturally, owing to the Wales Is a dark green. But protably width of the column, ride across thle these nice Unto details of parade and triangle of grass They would, pep. ! ceremony will not worry tbe ee» haps without moaning to. break dow n guards very much. They wlU ba bore the wooden eab!etn—an t-m'Jem fa i •"to the all leveling uniform of khaki

miliar to us both—which lies almoet

bidden to the weeds.”

"Yes," said the w-ar master.

"What I ask. on behalf of Jan Red a-

now. Is that thto be avoided."

"On tho road, near Effneau." re peep

ed the war master.

"Yeu." aald the Coralcan. "you must

pass It tn your way to—"

How do you know, he cried, "that

1 am going there?"

Tbe Coralcan smiled wearily.

__ “I krould hate known," he aald, "even If 1 did not come from where everything to known. 1 would have

until be saw the Corsican smiling "No. not s warning." said the visitor. “It waa Idle chatter, mere word* Rut you eee I heve the whole evening for my errand. Perhaps 1 expected a

"The •

• the grave of Jau Bed-

Good-night.

bURanni h<- recognized his old-time officers stood spellbound. One with enemy—Heinrich Herghoff. And at a brtotllng mustache seemed about to Ihe name time Herxhoff rerognlred R* j lift hla hand to stay the proceeding nault. Herghoff would vouch for tbe Hut then, as Renault uttered tbe truth of hto story, would Identify him. | last note, flergboj raised bis saber

¥

ould shortly b* upon hto way again. However, something to HrrgbofTa smile chilled Mm. and he trem-

bled.

"It to Renault the notable tenor!'* exclaimed nueVcirer. "Coward—he to flerinz!" j

muttered command cam# from

lips The soldier*, ready t-> break tote

applause, sighted their rifles.

A shot rat.g out

Jean Renault l ed sung the role o # Mario before toe firing squad for the

tost time.

J

teJi*** thn h * coua-

lered, or even Wellingtons?"

"Hut tell ms!" triad the war master It were better for (He whole world—"

hole world!" mocked tbe

'••ore cordial meeting. I thought to j wnlcb totreV'niAkto^*^,!?,!^ be formal, as people were long ago " j to rue now as the xravi - - P

{ “You ware not famed for formality,'' snow's , *ugyrated the war mailer. | esty!"

•Then you have the advantage of .w^e.^Th^ te^phone 1101 IOll °* me." maid the war master. "What j “Von Eohn.' he aald to tn. » x.li U your errand? To aak question.?" at the other end of the lu* "A A patient smile crossed lh" face of decided lo ride at the heart of h *' the Corsican. I umn In ih.. morning - • '•

The war master turned upon his ar the t. . victor with almost savage nemo Then i j "Who—who sent you?" he cried. ' gaxc. one I “Jan Hedanow." replied the Coral- the tone of the

! can. The war matter's shoulders, light, seeping throurh >k raised in auspense. fell to their nor- i Ing bare, glowed feebly or, re ‘ ,n * , “rf* I «*f Ihe belmeted -I do not remember him • he eald. “AnJ that to all’- f. 1 “You naver knew him." said too Cor- i "Nothing mors than that "| ,DU,

Invsctlve Carrisd Toe Far.

An unusual suit for slander, brought by a clergyman against member* •' hto church, to reported by the Mlchi

gan Uw Review aa follows;

"Plaintiff, a minister of tho Gospel, and defendants were members of to* Colored Baptist church. During » campaign for state prohibition plain Uff opposed tbe adoption of tha ooc»U tut Iona I amendment to that wffert I* fendants, ut various conventions ^ said church, made statements to the effect that platotlJ was a rascal, a whisky artmt, a disgraceful ash** Fuller, etc. and Introduced reaoluth a* expelling him from membership Held 'hat the occasion waa qualiflediy pH’ lleged. anq that in the absent* of mal

Ice being shown no acUon could b* | maintain'd; but that tha sUttmer.t* mnde were ao Intemperate and to* epithets applied ao vll« a* to be aloi» sufficient to e» nT u,, q Ut .,uon of »»>

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Wlfe lu Kitchen Bean bolds full away la to* •he husband baa no riz" I heae premises and In"' -r work Thla point •*•• divorce aull decided b' ! w tl Fort land. Ore unds that he “bulled i» her kitchen work. **r» •00 received a dlvu"^

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Loaned •• Jlfw * crp ,h * ^ more unfocused. ,.1, V I <?h * r ** C ” m.x «' »■« guard The KJ J W 11

» to It. i a claaa tor chlmF' vocational school? -a; and every one wan"