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CAPE MAT COTMTY TUfl^ PIOTAT MAT 20. 1927

Copyright hy H*rold

Who's Who

Jwinr- B--ufort. b«-autifui dBOeblrr of a Virginia planter. ha» lont her father an<i two brotbere in the Civil War. (TV year 1*64 ) 8V- ^=wea3 to lln*. WMmoie. hi-r aunt. :ha - ' abe will carry out the Bihl'

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OUND to NORTH 'Jlarold MacGrath Illustrated ky Henry Jay Lee

X hy Harold MacGncth - Kalaaeei thru Autocaatar San

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CHAPTER IV

I Klrb-

I Oak?. Klchtn

felaccwi ri* ure that : then be n ; and pul oul

eye for an eye!" While

taond fhe meeta

Henry Morgan, a debonair young officer, who falls in love i with her. She repels his advan-

ce*. She la engaged

lor the Confederate government 1 ‘ and Urged to uae all the wileand power of her — x to find on*

Parson Kennedy and brint bin. , a

within the Southern line*. It :■] '

planned to have her make her! P u,1 ' - d add' Madquartem with a family of! an<, ■

aduthem sympathy In Washington. Jeanne learns telegraph;' and other technical brancher of 1 tier new calling. And clad as i boy. often In the Blue of ih* •North, she makes her way through the ifnes. She learns of an organUatton of eleven Colon spi. and of their meeting place in a Richmond loft. As r-he ov<: bears the leaders address th* mas red men seated about a tabic. Jeanne Is discovered and dragged | into the room. The leader unmasks as be threatens her with death, but is dissuaded from •booting her by the auggeetion from one of the men that one of their number marry her. 8V consents and when one of ih> masked men volunteers to marry she refuaes and claim* the righ-

to choose.

She rejects th. volunteer and h< ’ •elects the one who suggested th. | kni . <L or <u(l marriage. Him she namer< ••Irony." !Il|(r! ,. |, tj To her surprise the leader la}_... . t .

no other than Parson John K»n I ~ Bedy. He perfortna the cerennmy. j •Irony" says his name Is am ! ' those who sign a* witnesses (Jue: j ,, before they leave her bound I. inK

the following code form: John Kennedy. D. D.

C-WG-L li-RD-.M r

A-NK-S P-PA-G I "George* - ’ cried the operat.

nig! The r

ellar piled p the ,

rellgh

titude of i nlng burse heard then

krer. The

nw whht they Jet and louder ts. nearer an<! cenaed abrupt.

Th. operator waited, his red.er ready. Then cable und of running human fee The door opened. The revolver

flashed :•! the light—then drop-

V John, old boy.“ What's up?" The whole busin.ss The game Fair Oak., is done for. The . rvel is that It has lasted as ng as It haa. Did you send that . ■ vvage?”

Yew"

• Thank God! Fogarty will get away. Cornel 1 beat ne train to you. Five minutes look alive!" The operator blew out the light, and the two hurried out; to the steaming horse*. "There abe comes"' cried the newcomer, waring bis hand down the track toward the point of light which grew larger as they •j listed. "A troop of Johnnies. 1 old boy. all prepared to put your back to the atatlou clap beards and sail you out. Mount!” They rode in silence for half an hour, cross-country at first. They had mapped out a route agaiimt such a crisis as this. They walked a shallow stream toward an unused road, whence they might make their way northward without worrying over pickets. "Tell me what’s h-ippencd.’’ aald the lat- operator at Fair

Oaks.

“Do y. ii remember when the Parson made ua all tide north, threatening any man who lagged'" ' "Well, that’a all I’m at liberty t > tell you Just now. I came back i. can,... thla la my post. You w* re — u t down here to give me a lift at the secret wire. But fi r quick and lucky work tonight. you’d have gone over.’’ Who la Iti” i know, and that Is aufflci*i.: I t the present. You’re not built for mis kind of work. John, am! that Is why I’m not telling you anything. You atill haw fome Illusion!.. But to hoodwink I the Pamon!" "Paiwon Kennedy is a Hun.” ! “Ye*, poor devil, he’s a Hun j But In thta kind of gam.- we needl Huns. We are going lo lei this ion hi.-spy go back to Washing-1

"And why”

"There’s a woman we want. Brother John."

A woman

"You're an old soft-soap. Jack: you can't get the idea out of your bead that women are holy." "But to bunt a woman!" "Whose name we don’t zaow. whose face «• haven't seenb'mph! F ne chance we have of catching h-r. except In one way. This isn't the kind of woman you and I know: It’a a female rattle snake Whenever she atrikea. If death. Di. you know what I think? Well, that young woman we all married a few weeks ago may v- the very woman been after.” "When we reach Uk. you'll have to go It alone. 1 must get back to Richmond. Turn to your right three titwa. then g.. straight ahead. You’ll atrlke our out posts by noon. Here we are. And good lock to you." Then J-WO-T climbed the bank ..f the road. Ilia friend wheeled his hone midstream and went splashing down It. J-WO-A and G-RD-A had gone tbelr separate ways forever. Meantime Jeanne had ordered her carriage. She waa tired, and •he knew that her aunt struggling against sleep. When Jeanne rearhed her room, abe undressed and sat down before the mirror to do up her hair for the night. With sigh she realised that those beautiful tressedk must go. and n later than tomorrow—must clipped short like a boy’s. She would save It. and wear as a wig dyed brown. She saw the folded bi^of paper sticking from the mirrors frame. Calmly she plucked forth the note and

opened :l.

Medusa', h td!

A crude, drawn circle, with a strange. Greek-Jetter-llke device In the center, stared back at her. Below . it was written

cramped letter*:

Compliments of the aeasoi. Madam Who from her fond and loving, but neglected, husband. The man she had married w

still in Richmond!

The following morning Jeanne sent for her aunt. She sat dowi before the mirror, picked up a pair of bright new wclsson. and passed them over her shoulder. "Cut ll clone. Auntie—close." But why, why?” demanded

:be bewildered auni

tw"—with a gesture toward the! fro* the station, photograph''. I company the coaches swallowed "Give me the scimon." ! th * '• roo Pera

An intoxicated man watched her speculatively. He approached, •lulled bis cap amiably and aeked If she would like a gentleman to

•Take them to the bair-dreaser. | Aun::- Never wind the p»ice. Tell her the wig tntt*t be male within terty-eight hours. It must

I* dv-d a dark brown."

But why didn't you keep it on out bead and dye it?’’ ■ .Sometimes I shall be a hoy. Qntte naturally her next gianee w»> tnlo the mir.or. Khe rather admired the boyish face that looked bark at her. The hair, freed of weight, showed a tend-

ency to curl crisply.

In the evening ot the third day Jeanne left Richmond. Her luggage was a small bag for such tollcf articles as she needed. She t.'vik nothing else. She had trunks in Washington, and these contained everything. Ah. but she did take something else—a sheet of paper. Somewhere abe might

H i

letter compare with those on that

document.

firmed as a boy. it would have been comparatively easy lor her to go directly to Washington: but she proponed to arrive this time in her present garments, the somber gray such as hospital | nurses wore. It took her ten days to reach Baltimore, for that was her first destination. A deep tan lay upon her face, and to this she added a eemi-permar ent slain. Only he.- eyes were Jeanne Beaufort’* She would call berw If Alice Trent. The name came In:-, her mind quite innocent of calculation. She had never heard of anyone by that name; could not even recall having read It In a book. It was one of those Imcompreh- risible tricks of fate, this Idle selection: and later It came very near proving fatal to her. How could she pomibly know :hat Alice Trent was a living bene. her tfwn age. a resident ;h- very city she had chosen a*

1- r base?

Heretofore she bad gone h name of Susan Warren, had lived quietly with a middbi:<*s family whose sympathies inlined toward the South. Now h. must go out In the high “rid; she must gather her in ormaUon from military and

diplomatic sources.

one morning, there arrived the Baltimore train, among r passengers, a handsome

a soldier; soldiers ohvy young woman In sober gray. She

ordtrs. I am going back to Wash-1 glanced about Icdectalvely.

no * “ J«»nne I A rcgimtnt was entertaining.

T back. | I'ntll tue soldi.™ fad pawed, it more th, B ”thVt. In that case there will be four of wai impossible u> make the

Jeanne had no time to reply. A lean brown band seised the ..Sender by the collar and flung him roughly to one side. A pleaa-ant-faced young officer saluted Jeanne and offered lo see her to "It was very kind if you." six said as she took her aeM in a rickety (rid phaeton. "The pleasure waa mine. 1 am Captain Armltage." My name ii Alice Trent." All young officers were useful. He raised hte hat. and abe was driven off. A very agreeable (ace. she thought. Bui he waa a hated Yankee; and so a missed him with a shrug. Political Influence, unmerited promotion. Jealously. Inefficiency, cheating army-contractors, these prolonged th* Civil War year*. It waa only when the Iron ring began to tighten about Richmond ibat the Government awoke to the fact that Lincoln and Grant could end the war if let be. and that there were as dangerous enemies within the gates as there were outside of them. About thla time the Secret Service bureaus Became a real arm of the Government. It began to be what ft haa since become, e ond to no other in the world. I Cert sin families, known to be in sympathy with the South, were watched. Jeanne knew this and arranged her plans accordingly. The family to which she waa assigned as a guest from Baltimore had borne the closest scrutiny, cheerfully, unbanely and sue

fully.

They were Northerner*

had the bulk of their fortum vested In the South. Aside from the zest of the Intrigue, they were delighted to have Jeanne. Her dark beauty, the splendor of her eyes and dark brown •r I'* musical voice—this capiai >d t lem from the start. That her akin waa artlflclally dark. ned. that her hair, while • f. was yet a wig. was unsuspected by her host*. They vaguely understood tbal her presence In Washington had political signlfloance. but beyond this they did not bother tbelr heads They had been asked to harbor her so long ae harborage

-ry; they needed no

where, and within s fortnight', time she became a bright new

star in the political and military' Runs tbsr* are on

fl-to* meat of Washington life, j * Morgan to-.k particular pains to:

*tla tr ffuit*

, . . , ‘m:

keep her out of her orbit anti] j But It fa as nothing to September. j Bun*, dear, on my lady’s

On the other hand, wherever >n*.

#1;.- went «he found that young* captain John Armltage. lie at-j inched himself to her Immediai. | ly. He wa- jam enough differ tit ' from the ordinary average man | to interast her. He was real!} i

unusual, bring "4 that typ-

« surrender* half

might any. U day and dlffi-

youth which wt

of It* illusion* a clings, blindly we

the other half . He was bold ooe dent the next.

Her Intenat In him deepened quickly, for she wanted to get lo the bottom of this peculiarity. He wa* atill a Yankee, but she no longer qualified 'he word. She bad firswom romance. As if red-blooded twenty could forswear Its dreams by the mere

willing of It!

(Continued Next Week)

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