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_:.ribuses. . Cl‘ «mecca»; 2 fifiéés” r, (at. CHAPTER :T. ; Hector Chisholm Grant, journalist; and dreamer, stood at the door of ' Johnson’s Coffee-House in the Strand and threw away the end of his cigarâ€" g ette. Eastward, the roadway was a i watery mirror, reflecting the flares} of Terry’s Theatre, the hausoml lamps clustering round the Caiety, : Lhe hovering lights of a hundred 0111â€", Westward, the Tivoli ‘ blazed, a dim gleam of srreen came from the courtyard of the Cecil, and again more ransom and omnibus lights. It was a dreary right: all the more dreary because the month was August, when one looks for clear skies and pleasant breezes, stars.| and a summer moon. 5 Grant gazed out on the dripping: passers with a discontented frown. He shook his umbrella free from its ring. "I don’t know who he was,” he muttered to himself, “but he was fair to middling wise, the man who said that ‘Life is a ho,l):it--1110stly ai damn bad one.’ mostlies. Get shave, dress, Mine‘s one of the' up at eight, tub, breakfast, curse my laundress, read the papers,‘ curse them. Office at ten, work till one. Lunch alone, or with some oreâ€"Gro-z ver, perhaps. Hear f. 0111 him howl Red, White and Blue accepted a (102-; on artizles a year agoâ€"hasn’t paidl for them yet. Same enlivening old! story. Same talkâ€"eternal shop. Back to office. Leave at five. Go to Sloane Street, and fence till sevâ€" en. Dinner at eight and chess till ten. And then, back to dull chamâ€"I bers, a dull dog, a dreary dog, to- night a damp dog ! Same every day l but Sunday-that's worse. Nah I” ! 7 He opened his umbrela with a jerk, and made to step on to the pavement. A voice at his elbow caused him to stop and turn round. "You go towards Temple Bar, Mr. Grant 27’ “‘Ah ! Senor Bravo l” he cried, re- cognizing the wide sombrero and allâ€" enveloping cloak of his late opponent at 011058. "I go your way. We might talk.” “I shall be glad of a chat._ I feel miserable. I suppose it’s the weath- ’1 “Yes, indeed, your London weath- cr depresses.” "'I’ve just been cursing the mono- tony of my existence. It’s getting- on my nerves, this life that is the same, day in, and day out.” ‘ They walked slowly eastward. The rain had now ceased. I-Iector went on: V . . ‘_‘1 am a Scotsman, you know: a Highlander, rati er. g “0 are a race of adventurous dreamers. Fighting of some sort is tl.e breath of our nostrils: we, must be hacking and hewing. Otherwiseâ€"we sit. still and let our bones melt into melancholy. As we say, it’s a height or a hewe with us. Here’s .my sixâ€"footâ€"ore of fighting-stuff sliding down impercep- tibly into the general slough of' flabbiness, and pobbiness, and greasy content. we have round us every- where here." “ls not the newspaper life exertâ€" ing ‘2" asked Senor Bravo. "ExciriLg enough.” answered ! Hector; “but one gets used to it.'i We take the assassination of an Em- peror, of the downfall of a Cabinet, or the burning of Chicago, or a cab accident in the Strand, all with the same complacency. They are so far; away from one's stuffy office, and} the tape machine and the flimsy are! as impersonal as Fate or the Connâ€"i ty Counuil.” i They had come to the corner of. Welli gton Street, and they stoppedI for a moment to let pass some cabs going northward from Waterloo. “1 have the desire to look upon, the river,” said the old man simply. ‘fThis is tle hour of its best.” ‘ So tl cy turned towards the bridge, and walked in} silence until they came ‘to the middle. They leaned on the parapet in one of the embrasures, and looked up stream. Hector, too, loved the river at night. Often and often, during his seven years 'in London, had he come here and stood. for an hour at a time; gazing at the glassy darkness of the flood, the thousand broken lights, the slow; monster shadows of barges, the: swalaow-like dart of a police launch; and listening to the lapâ€"lap or the swishâ€"swish of the water against the. buttresses. Tlic great electric light in the towâ€"i er of the House shone high above. the night, telling the world that caredâ€"how small that world is !-â€"- that the faithful Commons still sat, debating and discussing, plaim-. ing and scheming, rough-bowing and french-polishing the destinies of the Empire, British eye to their own imnre.‘iate advantage. ' Senor Bravo stretched a hand towards the light. "I did use to think that the men there were lovers of freedom, cf libâ€" skinny arty. They have the name of »it yet. But. I have made experience of thornyâ€"of the greatest. There was one who had the golden tongue: I pleaded with him for my country. He was a friend garia, to Armenia. him. warmed made me to I pleaded with and his words He wept, he He spoke, my heart weep. s. OR, A BROTHERS PROMISE fi§§r§§§5§ 9E§§§§§§§>EE§§§E~§B§§ S§9§§§B§EB§§B~E§§§B§$§§fi>§§® .them. : Johnson’s I succeeded 99 §§EE®§ fiéfi‘ééé® ) A a ./ was rich and overflowing. to me for an hour, and yet the stream was not dry. 1 was tossed lzigh on the waves of his cloeuezrce, so high that I Saw Hope shining on the horizon.” . He paused for a moment, and then resumed with a contemptuous shrug. "He was a politician: 1.0 was a statesman when he could not hclp himself, and a lover of liberty and right when it suited him. He was one of the men you British love: the ten letters of the word ‘expediency’ were his Decalogue. I found myself at the end of the hour standing on that doorstep ‘in Downing Street which politicianâ€"feet have worn .down, that doorstep which pilgrims in thousands come to see, that door- step which is not so hard as the politicianâ€"heart. I stood there stunnedâ€"with words. I had spent a whole year and much money, schema ing for an interview with him. My year was gore, my money was gone; I had nothing but words to show for No, I like not much this side of the bridge. Let us go over.” Grant wondered greatly at the old man’s vchemence. He. knew, or rather he felt, that there was some mystery about this Senor Bravo, who came regularly every evening to to play chess for shill- ings. The habitues of tl-e chessâ€" room laughed tolerantly at the “old Fr'enchman”â€"â€"to them, all foreigners were Frenchâ€"for they did not apâ€" praise highly his skill as a player. But he was quiet and harmless, and interfered with nobody. Grant had one ‘Knuonbau mm min poinrd often when tl‘eir game was finished, they had talked. Tl‘e old man seemâ€" ed to be greatly interested in foreign politics, and he generally managed to turn the conversation on that subject. _ (To be COntinued.) a... SLEEPING SICKNESS . Parasite Found and It Is by Flies. Spread "The investigations by the British governmental commission sent to Uganda have resulted in the discovâ€" ery of the cause of the sleeping sick- ness, which has caused so many thousand deaths among the natives. Buvuma Island, which had a populaâ€" tion of 22,000, has now but 8,000. The southern province of Busoga has been practically depopulatcd. The first step in'the discovery was the observation of trypanosomes in the cerebro-spinal fluid in five cases of the sleeping sickness. A further in- vestigation showed the existence of this parasite in the cerebroâ€"spinal fluid and in the circulating blood in all of the cases. As it is closely reâ€" lated to the disease of cattle caused by the tsetse fly, it was suspected that the sleeping sickness was caused in like manner by infection. Along the lake shore numbers of species of the tsetse fly were found Experiment demonstrated the fact that these, when fed 011 sleeping sick- ness cases, conveyed the disease to healthy monkeys. It was also as- certained that freshly caught flies in the infected areas conveyed the disease without any preliminary arâ€" tificial feeding. Further investiga- tion proved that this fly, like the tsetse of South Africa, is confined to well defined areas which correspond absolutely with the distribution of the sleeping. sickness. The {1y which conveys the fatal try- panosoma is the Glossin palpalis. The extinction of it, as of the mos- quito in malaria areas, together with the discovery of a serum or trypan- osomacide, is now looked for to craâ€" dicate the disease. Wâ€"_â€"â€"+â€"â€"-~ SENT TO PENAL SERVI‘I‘UDE. -â€"-_â€" London Lawyer, Who Speculated With Clients’ Money. Sentence of seven years’ penal serâ€" vitude has recently been passed at the Old Bailey, on the solicitor Wilâ€" liam Henry Miles Booty, of Gray’s Inn, London, for the misappropriatâ€" ing the money of his clients. The story of his downfall is an inâ€" structive one. At the. age of .18 he to his father’s business, which has been in existence 100 years. Not long afterwards he en- gaged a clerk, whom he subsequently took into partnership. The firm did a great business as trustees for family estates, but in a disastrous moment it embarked in speculations involving a quarter of generally “'ith 5‘ right“Ousza, million sterling in land and build- ing operations. Over these some £80,000 was lost. After the clerk partner retired in 1900 Booty becmne bankrupt. It was then discovered that there was a deficiency of £144,000, a large proportion of which represented money received by the solicitor from clients as trustees. His counsel pleaded that Booty’s to Greece to Bul- I mode of life was Simple, that he. had [not been extravagant, and that afâ€" ter 38 years of hard Work he found himself in the clock a victim of misâ€" His sympathy fortune. l-Ie tall: ezl ‘ RI GEES FROl‘vI SEA "OQOOOC'Igr-vvvtaooou B O T ’1‘ O _ ‘ Ed “Na... oboe-‘9 0.9 0.. 9.0 o“ ‘ bu“. v; :50 r; #06 9°. .3 0; 0.9 «.9 a3 .. 04} ‘â€" . ITurks Getting Fortune From a .f. ‘5 Sunken Treasure Ship. .5 :2: 0'0 ’ 3 *Readors have heard of the search 'ofc :3: undetaken by Greek divers under the ‘3‘ "9 ‘ .3. v’l‘urkrish Government and the treasâ€" '3’ ' 3-» we discovered in tlze Russian Ad- ®‘:":‘°I":”3*3“i”?'1"I”I"1“2"1'°1“3“3“1“1"3"§ m-iral’s ship, sunk at Tchermau at tl‘e time of the naval battle of 1-1‘._70, when the "Furkish fleet was com- 1pletely destroyed. - Ti‘e search has continued with CHAPTER XXâ€"(Continued.) Down a long' pathway that led right into the heart of the woods, Vivian Ardel walked swiftly. The striking success. ’Tl‘ese fortunate path, curving with the curves of a Ciao s have become rich but the Turâ€"' merry trout stream that ran beside ilgis-h (lovernrm-ut also has obtained it, Was narrow and dark eVen in isomc large amounts, inasmuch as it llOOllday, With walls and l‘OOf 0f {has referred for itself the lion’s dens-c foliage. Far off, seen now itllthC. and again through the green gloom 'l‘ic fact is that the Russian vesâ€" Cf “10 “'000, a glilnllse 0f White glanced before him, like a beckoning hope. rel, which sank in a depth of thirty fathoms, abounds in pieces of gold and s'l.er. .At first the divers paid While yet a 10118” Wit)" 0”: She turn- atfe.~tion to ,the former only, of led, I'OSUCSfly impatient of her} own which they found full racks. These thoughts- Dimly 130 53W 1101‘ figure limos are nlosily 5.1;,g19’ double and moving swiftly toward him through 'quadruple (lucats. the long vista of the shaded path, It has already been announced that and knew that the supreme hour of on the first shipment to Constantiâ€" his life was at hand. and llel‘VCd norle the divers obtained for their himself to meet it. But his heart pat the sum 0 276,000 francs. The beat ,‘fflSt and hard like one Who ldaily work of the divers amounts to Pants 1“ the-01°50 of a long Struggle. fronr 5,000 to 10,000 pieces of gold. lea‘li‘g defeat- A special boat of the admiralty, 'As they met, hersad face softened manned by officers of the Turkish to a pleasant smile, and,. with nod Navy and by a Government "ins/pet: and word of greeting, she would to", is stationed continually at this have passed. 7 But he stood in the point. Each sack drawn f' om the Centre of the path, trembling, though water is Icgi-stcrerl, tl‘e pieces crount- Sh‘e did not She him tremble. and ed and a receipt given to the divers. held out a letter to her. It appears that tl e bottom of the "For me ‘2” she asked, surprised. sea is strewn with silver pieces, "For you, Lucy,” he said, and the w“ ich have the dimensions and tl‘e tone 01' his VOice troubled her. weight of French cnowns of five "How strangely you speak. Is it 1’ ancs. Besides this money, the badgnewfi ?” . ldivers have drawn up various other "1 believe not. I most earnestly precious objects, gold and silver hope you Will not think so. It’s crosses, jewel-3 images, swords, "013" Short- Read_1t for yourself.” canes, especially an evangel, of which He “latChed 1101' Jealmlsly 'whre her the binding of gold is ornamented eyes "were on the letter. His whole iwit}, precious Stones of great valuo_ face brightened when she looked up This is not the first time such from the reading With 8» Sigh 0f 1’0- enterprincs have been undertaken for lief. bill? 37% fun 0f Surprise- “You knew what was in the let- the purpose of discovering ricl'es t 9” 1 buried 'in the sea, but tl'ey have er - She aswl- He nodded. For a moment he could not trust himself to speak. "Why did he leave?” “He had no choice.” “You asked him to go.” “I forced him to go.” “You i” Her surprise mastered her utterly. “lie was wholly unworthy of you, Lucyâ€"unworthy of any good womâ€" an’s love: a creature too bad and vile for your very thoughts to touch. I forced the confession of black guilt from his own lips. I hold it here, written by his own hand.” The‘e was something in his voice .that thrilled her, strange yet fami- liar. “I feel 'I can trust you,” she said ‘softly; "but how did you know»â€" designed to embe1_ [how could you know that Ivâ€"that his seldom yielded the desired results. It would be difllcult to give even ’a isunnrmary of the innumerable fortunes engulfed. Among othe's an Engâ€" lish bark, wli h founr‘e ed in 1-799 off .the coast of Holland, had on board ingots of gold and silver val- ue‘l at about thirty millions, of lwl i"h a very small part was recovâ€" l cred. The lioyel Charter went down near the llloclfram with a cargo worth two millions. The g'catest fortune engulfed was in the shipwreck of a French saili~g vessel oil tl‘e coast of Trafalgar. It carried a ton and a half of gold plates and five tors of silver plates, whose destination was tl‘e famous Cathedral of St. Jean de Malte. There were also a large number 'of preious stones, li .«h some relics contaiued in the gongg, or coming was anything to ‘ ‘ me ’ . -. ‘ 'rll c ' o 'dorn varâ€" ,, (afhemal’ as “L 15 L ‘1 ‘ Do you forget? You yourself iorrs religious objects belonging to che‘valiers of the order and kept by, them in their chapel. told me you were pledged to marry this man.” "I ! I told you ! I never spoke to “â€"‘+â€"""' you about it.‘ I coul-‘n’t. It Orly JAPAN’S GREAT ADMIRAL. happened yesterday, and I told no â€"._ one but Harry Trevor. I told him the Squadron That becauseâ€"I hardly know whyâ€"but you most certainly I never told ” Yet even while she protested T130 Jail-8.11059 haVe T035011 to be denied, tle=e came a curious Vi O-Admil'hl Togo: “7119 upon her that it was to this has Adlni'l'fll T’s-me {and no other she had spoken. in connnand of the standing sguad- “you tcm me with 3.0m. own lips, mm, the force which Wollld probably ‘Lu-cy. You told me too you did he engaged first in case or war. llc‘not love him. I knew him utterly Commands Confronts the Russians. doubt proud of man just sucme; ed is a yOung officer, as flag OffiCOlS g0. unvvorthy of your love.” His words forced belief upon her in spite of her own memory and senses. amazement held hv dumb. They walked a little way in silence and the path led than out on the open pleasure ground close to the house. "Lucy l” he said, with sudden change to humble entreaty, “will you turn and walk a Little way with ,me alone ?” and she turned without _ , a word. They were back an the inches to three inches thick and arâ€" [lonely pathway when he Spoke again, mored cornll‘g {OWC’E- For he" mm Ilris vol 6 so low she could hardly she was \er'y 110m 115’ al'nfed: Carry" catch his words: “I have a confes- iug two 10241101 Emmy 517’: '5-9‘1'011 Finn to makeâ€"a wild, strange, humilâ€" and a couple of 9â€"pounders and ten iating. COerSSion. I am Sick with l \ prime of life, and he of all Mavis for repelling torpedo craft. fear and shame, but I must Speak” in the avaiiable admirals knows what naval war under modern conditions means. In 1894, when the Japanese "nipâ€" Ch'inese fleet, Admiral Togoâ€"he was orly a Captain then-â€" struck the first blow. He was in command if the scoond-class cruirer ed out” the Naniwa, not an armored vessel in the usual sense. of the term, but a good British-built ship of 3,650 tons with a proteative deck from two This little slip saw more fig’ ting uBut‘why to me .2” than any ‘Otllt‘l' vessel in the Japanâ€" "nefause you must 1.310“; me as I cse navy, and Capt. Togo won for am for good 0,. mun himself then his title “The Fighting He walked duse beside her in the Admiral.” He is 0110 01' the 1301mm? walk, gathering courage for the heroes of Japan. strange confession, and there was no Tie Britizh steamer KOWShinl-l‘ imd sound but the cool plash of the un- two others had been loaded up with seen water and the flutte‘jngs of soldiers and stores by the Chine-e ibiyds in the close ]ca;ves_ Of a sud. and had started filll‘ Corea. 011 «II-115’ Eden that strange feeling came upon 25, when in sight cf the islands of «lLucy, that, we'll-d feeling every one the Corean archipelago, a Juliane? :has known at some time of their riiarrâ€"‘of-warâ€"the Naniwaâ€"carne 1'" liaes. She seemed to move as in a sight of the ISO'WSh’ing {Hid fired l-‘l'lll'tli dream, to reâ€"live a portion of her Shots 05 a 558.1181 to 1103' to SLUD- T130 ilil‘e, even to the most minute detail. order Togo signalled: “Remain Where you a dim past she had walked‘ before are or take the consequences." with Vivian Ardel, waiting for the l‘he Kowshing was subsequently story of his life, dil’ef’u‘d t0 f‘lu'lw tie manâ€"M'me And when at last he spoke, the {but the terrified Cl-inese wor.1rl not ,wcird Story that he told, strange ‘lct tile Bliti-“h Skill-PCT can)" out “‘0 'and mild as ever fell from man’s lips order and threatened to murder hun. :Eeemed unions“. fmmnm. as a half Capt. Tog“ is What W011“ be S133’103iremembered dream. “an arbitrary gent,” all“ “hen 130: It did not need the quiet earnestâ€" was disobeyed he warned Europeans mess of his voice to enforce belief. to leave the ship and the" Ill'OmllUY.iSlre never doubted him from the Cirrharged a torpedo and opened fire :jirst. , With the {WC guns “’h‘i'4h mum be! But she grew pale, and trembled in brought to liealh the internsity of her excitement, as The torpedo the vessel, and ill one to “thou-1 a longâ€"parted ghost the words of Herr von H‘anneken, aghad suddenly appeared, Prussian officer in the Chinese 5701"! “I am tightener,“ she whispered vice, who was on board, “The day iramfly, “Bring me out. of the dark; became right; pieces of coal. Sillili'lbring me back into the sunlight.” ters aad water filled the air; then I! She leant on his arm, faint, half believe all Of US leaf-70d Ol’el‘bom'diconscious, anci- the temptatiou was and swam.” Many of the crew reachâ€" istmng in him to clasp her to his ed land, though it is said the Cap-ircart. But he put it sternly aside. “rain of the manâ€"ovf-anr would give no lHalf leading, half supporting her to aid in rescuing tlte Chinese, his idea "the woods edge he found her a seat. of war did not go on these humaniâ€" on a mosrsy mound between two arch- squadron bowling oak, with sank ,ng roots of a wideâ€"branching tarian lines. The. Kowshing and stood beside her, waiting in half an hour. and (answered. was OlJOSOd. and the“ Carl“? 'It was in that same soft twilight of ing are to be (eyes averted from her face. Spread out before them the wihe scene lay bathed in clear sunlight- The silver lake stretched 51110001 and bright. a: a vast nrlirror framed with the gora geous colors of the autumnal woods. "I have been sorely punished, Lucy,” he said at last, “for my re« bellion against God’s wise decrees. Remorse and shame have poisoned my stolen youth. When Eva died, afi‘routing death with such gentle confidence, the life I had so longed for, I had so sinned for, had grown almost unbearable. But he whom most of all I wronged has forgiven me. Can you forgive ?” “What have. I to forgive ‘2" she answered softly, as yet scarcely trusting l‘er owp voice, “I who owd everything to you.’ . “Forgive my cowardice and my sin begotten of cowardice." “But that hauntirg fear of whiclf you told nickâ€"it has ceased to trouble '?”' “Love that is perfect,” he answerâ€" ed, “castetlr out fear. I would no longerrâ€"if I couldâ€"evade the common. fate of death; no longer forfeit the l‘igl'el‘ hope. I take my stand with my follows. I desire to atone for. the years my folly has wasted; to make the world better and happier for the life 1 haved lived in it. Will you help me, Lucy ‘2” “I will pray always for your hap- piness.” “I want more than prayers; I want your helpâ€"I want yourself. I love you, Lucy. I so love you that life itself, the life I thought so perâ€" fect, is misery to me without your love.” She turned her head away, resting her arm on the archedutree root, that he could no longer see her face, and was silent. ' "Is there any hope for me ‘1’”- Still no answer. ' Her silence frightened him. In that. hour he felt he had thrown away the one supreme joy that life holds: the love of the beloved. He looked with passionate longing at the slight figure and averted face of her who for him was the personation of womanhoodâ€"beautiful, pure, and true. ' But he nerved himself to bear hi. fate. "Forgive me, Lucy,” he said, “that I have troubled your heart. with my audaiious hopes. I will no longer dream of what might have been were I more worthy; though wi'hout you life is misery, and death release.” But she rose as he spoke and turn- ed to him. Her cheeks were flushed; her eyes bright with tears. Those brave true eyes looked straight in his, and in a moment he know. No other answer was needed. He caught her to his heart, and with love’s shy joy she gave herself to his embrace. “You love me, Lucy ?” he whisper- ed; “give me the joy of hearing it. I can scarcely yet credit my own happiness.” “1 lave loved you from the first, livian. Through all changes I loved youâ€"orrly you.” “And now 7” "Now and always; to the hour of my death.” _ “For love there is no death 1” he (The End). «.â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"+â€"â€"â€"â€"- A, NEW CAVALRY TRAINING Education of the British Horse Soldier at Aldershot. Apparently as the result of the ad mirable experiments in cavalry train- ing made by Lieut.-Col. do Lisle at Hounslow, the new system of instruc- tion is to be introduced into the First Army Corps, wrltes an Alder- shot correspondent of the London Daily Mail. The innovation will do away with much of the useless routine work which in the past has occupied so much of the cavalryman's time. From the beginning (of the training the aim will be to develop the cavâ€" alryman's pmver of initiative and resource and general intelligence in the field. One of his first lessons will be to catch his horse when turned loose, to train it, and ride it across country instead of around the riding school. , V - The care of horses is also to be taught. Men are to be instructed in the treatment of minor horse malaâ€" dies, how to judge and treat. laure- ness, and to tell good forage from bad. . Outpost and advance guard duties, reconnoissanco duties and map read- taught thoroughly. lParti'es of men are to he sent out to find their way to fixed points onâ€" tirely by the map. The art of scoutâ€" ing will be instilled by the “flag stealing” game and practical trials of scouting, in which special stress is to be laid on intercepting moves of the enemy, learning his strength without being seen, despatch riding and making intelligible verbal and written reports. . More attention is to he paid to firing, the proper appreciation of cover, rapid shooting, natural rests, and the effects of wind. Skill at. arms is not to be forgot- ten, and mounted combats and comâ€" petitions are to be instituted. To render charging a little more scientific, an interesting garlic, some- what aftcr the idea indulged in by the German infantry, will he prac- tisod. A squadron of dummies i: line will form the objective, and 41h: over the granules number of the enemy will be declare: ,the winner. 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