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§ _ "I still do not perceiveâ€"blister me f 1 do!lâ€"why you should not have found someone clse to carry your message to the Commandant, and kept Lord Julian considered him, and considering him his expression softâ€" _very well" Lord Julian bowed again and to~* his departure. Blood escorted him to ‘he entrance ladder at the foot of which still swung the Arabella‘s own cockâ€"boat. "It‘s goodâ€"bye, my lord," said Blood. "And there‘s arcther thing." He profâ€" fered a parchment that he had drawn from his pocket. "It‘s the commisâ€" won. Bishop was right when he said it was a mistake." Loverner to + ‘0[‘0. Colonel shall send th tion. And so far as you e done. its vo«r mess n oe seross my } Commandart eompelled C pany ven. the Harborâ€" M mons, or whe to depart as Blood‘s fa« "If thev . be said aboard in# omm for the ant mr." Câ€"ma ing with a "Just *‘o here safe lowse 1 t to leave hi low him hb from his h« ash« turr stern in the t« gu Eisbop glared at him, then lhrugâ€"! E‘ng heavily, he took up the pen and sat dewn at the table. In an un~ | steady hand he wrote a summons to| his officers. _ Blood dispatched it acho~: and then bade his unwilling gue«t to table. ® I The Captain, himself, fell to with a‘ ypooc appetite. But before he was midway through the meal, came }Iay-’ ton to inform him that Lord Julian W=:¢~ had just come aboard, and was‘ asking to see him instantly. | "! was expecting him," said Blood. "Fetch him in." | Lord Julian came. He was very, ftern and dignified. His eyes took in the situation at a glance, as Capâ€"| ste I Plood laughed outright. "Oh, Id never serve ye such a bad turn as, that. No, no. All I want is that ye insure my safe departure from Port Royal. I‘m giving you a perfect]yl free choice between the pen and thel repe. It‘s a matter for yourself enâ€"| tire of the fort. Once they are aboard 1all ha« all the hostages I need our safety." is lordâ€"hip laughed. "You fool," lust *o make myself and my lads : saf> from Colonel Bishop‘s galâ€" _ 1 trusted to your gallantry not ev» him in the lurch, but to folâ€" him hither, and there‘s a note n his hand gone ashore to summon H2rhorâ€"Master and the Commuand. CHAPTER XXxIII Anyone can sell poorer tea cheaper. ISSUE No. 45â€"27 d rose to greet him. f ton, send his lordship‘s boat Tell them he‘ll not be ra. ot awhile," ordered Blood. ou tell me what you intend, anded his lordship, quiverâ€" anger. You Know This! TEA â€"*Cont‘d.) apâ€" softly. Then, after a pause, she added the question: "And you? What part "He desired me," he said at last, "to give you a message that should prove to you that there is still someâ€" thing left in him of the unfortunate gentleman that . . .. that . . .. for which onee you knew him. It is not easy. He was a man who deserved well And amongst us we have marâ€" red his chances." z He fingered the ringlets of his periâ€" wig, a little embarrassed how to deâ€" liver himself, considering how he should begin. _ Very early next morning, before thel heat of the day came to render the‘ open intolerable to his lordship, he' espied Arabella fromf his window movâ€" ing amid the azaleas in the garden.,’ He hurried forth to join her, and | when she had given him a goodâ€"morâ€"‘ F6W, he explained himself by the anâ€"| nouncement that he bore her a mesâ€"| sage from Captain Blood. , On the mole at Port Royal, under the low, embattled wl of the fort, Major Mallard and 10Â¥d Julian waitâ€" ed to receive him, and it was with infinite relief that they assisted him from the sloop. They pushed off the craft from the red hull of the Arabella, bent to their sweeps, then, hoisting sail, headed back for Port Royal, intent upon reaching it before darkness should come down upon them. And Bishop, the great hulk of him huddled in the stern sheets, sat silent. A e "A safe voyage home to you, Col onel, darling," said he. "It‘s the see ond time ye‘ve served me for a host CHAPTER XXIV. WAR. Five miles out at sea from Port Royal, whence the details of the coast of Jamaica were losing‘their sharpâ€" ness, the Arabella hove to, and the sleop she had been towing was warpâ€" ed alongside.. The Captain smiled into the sallow, bleated face and the little eyes of Colonel Bishop. The Arabella sailed within the hour, moving lazily before a sluggish breeze. The fo:t remained silent and there was no movement from the fleet to hinder her departure. Lord Julian had carried the message effectively, and had ad®#ed to it his own personal commands. "I know. I know now," she said i *"Why Shouldn‘t I tell you? It‘s the same reason that‘s been urging me to ‘plck a quarre!l with you so that I might have the satisfaction of slipâ€" ‘ping a couple of feet of steel into your vitals. When I accepted your comâ€" mission, I was moved to think it might | redeem me in the eyes of Miss Bishop |\â€"for whose sake, as you may have guessed, I took it But I have disâ€" covered that such a thing is beyond accomplishment. _ I have discovered also that if she‘s choosing you, as I believe she is, she‘s choosing wisely be-\ ftween us, and that‘s why I‘ll not have your life risked by keeping you aboard‘ whilst the message goes by another who might bungle it. And now perâ€" haps you‘ll understand." Lord Julian stared at him bewi!lâ€" dered. His long, aristocratic face was very pale. + Lord Julian continued to look at the buccaneer in silence. In silence, at last, he held out his hand, and in silence Blood took it. Ime aboard as an added hostage for his obedience to your wishes." "My God!" he said. "And you tell me this?" "I tell you so that she may be made to realize that there‘s something of the unfortunate gentleman left under the thief and pirate she accounts me, and that her own good is my supreme desire." Blood‘s vivid eyes looked into the other‘s and he smiled, a little wistâ€" fully. BEST FOR ALL YOUR BAKING â€"â€" Pies, Cakes, Buns and Bread â€" DOES ALL YOUR BAKING BEST ‘| When the Jamaica fleet put to sea "some few days later, Lord Julian sailâ€" ied with Colonel Bishop in Viceâ€" Admiral Craufurds flagship. â€" Both '}set out to hunt Captain Blood. | _ But they cruised in vain, and after |a month of it, returned emptyâ€" 'handed to Port Royal, there to find awaiting them the most disquieting !ne_ws from the Old World. 1 / The megalomania of Louis XIV. had. set Europe in a blaze of war. The‘ j French legionaries were ravaging the | Rhine provinces, and Spain had joinedI \the nations leagued to defend them-‘ selves from the wild ambitionsâ€"of the \King of France. There were rumors of civil war in England. It was reâ€"l ’ported that William of Qrange had been invited to come over. i Every man should remember that it is much easier to live within an inâ€" come than to live without one. Minard‘s Linimetn for Chilblains. "Was he right, Arabella? My life‘s happiness hangs upon your answer." | _ "We have been good friends; we shall continue so, I hope, my lord." | _ "Friends! Good friends?" He was \between dismay and bitterness. "It | is not your friendship only that I ask, Arabella. You heard what I said, lwhnt I reported. You will not say that Peter Blood was wrong?" Gently she sought to disengage her hand, the trouble in her face increasâ€" ing. A moment he resisted; then, realizing what he did, he set her free. And because Nature in him was strongerâ€"as it is in most of usâ€" than training, Lord Julian from that moment began, almost in spite of himâ€" self, to practice something that was akin to villainy. ‘ he surrendered that part of the guarâ€" antee of safety which my person afforded him." She looked at him with eyes that were aswim with tears. He took a step toward her, a catch in his breath, his hand held out. ‘"Was he right, Arabella? My life‘s happiness hangs upon your answer." "I . . . I‘ve startled you," said he, with concern. ‘I feared I should." "Go on," she bade him. "Well, then: he saw in me one who made it impossible that he should win youâ€"so he said. Therefore he could with satisfaction have killed me. But because my death might cause you pain, because your happiness was the thing that above all things he desired, She cried out at that, and clutched her breast whose calm was suddenly disturbed. + 2y 4 2L _5 20 €20 OUtstanding, deciares ’ "Aye, and he _said £o in terms which |"Big Bill" Tilden® in a copyrighted told me something that I hope above article in the New York World. When all things, and yet dare not believe. | the imperturbable Frenchman added But first let me tell you how I was the 1927 United States championship placed. I had gone aboard his Sh‘lP\to his French title and his two Davis to demand the instant surrendor of | Cup victories, "all questions were your uncle whom he held captive. He silenced," continues the American laughed at me. Colonel Bishop should| veteran. ‘"Never has any player be a hostage for his safety.. By rashâ€"‘ clinched his plagce more conclusively ly venturing aboard his ship, J affordâ€" nor more deservedly, for he won it ed him in my own person yet another|against all opponents in â€"various hostage as valuable at least as Col-]countries. He met the greatest at onel Bishop. Yet he bade me depart; their best and beat them all." And not from the fear of consequences, for , here Mr. Tilden gives a glimpse of his he is above fear, not from any per-!personal reactions in his recent moâ€" sonal esteem for me whom he confessâ€"iments of glorious defeat; thus: ed that he had come to find detestable; |_It is with mingled feelings that I and this for the very reason that made write of the United States chamâ€" him concerned for my safety. The:plonshlps. No one, I am sure, will fact is, Arabella, this unfortunate man| grudge me a littile feeling of disapâ€" has the . . . the temerity to love pointment that Lacoste was not stopt you." lil] his ~trlnmDBaWwet (magunts uk Cansy "My part?" Again he Lositated, then plunged recklessly on. "If I understcod him aght, if he underâ€" d aright himss!f, my part, though entirely passive, was r.one‘he less effective. He thought, thenâ€"so he told meâ€"that my presence here had contributed to his inability to redsem "He thought that you had contriâ€" buted?" she echoed. He plunged on, his glance a little scared, his checks flushing. She faced him fully, a frown of perâ€" plexity bringing her brows together above her troubled eyes. has your lordship had in thisâ€"that you should incriminate yourseif?" kimself in your sight; and unless he were so redeomed, then was redempâ€" tion nothing." (To be continued.) They can‘t cook in certain apartâ€" ment houses in Toronto. . They can‘t cook in certain restaurants, either. Why is a little dog‘s tail like the heart of a tree? Because it is farthest from the bark. The curtain has fallen on the 1927 tennis\%:eason, with France the undisâ€" puted champion nation. 1 do not beâ€" lieve that its fall is the deathâ€"knell of United States‘ hopes of success. 1 do not believe it is the setting of our tennis sun. Let us hail the achieveâ€" ment of France, and then let us set out to better that achievemen. The Kings are dead, long live the Kings. All hail, Lacoste, Cochet et al, and then take a look at George Lott, John Doeg, John Mennessey and John Van Minard‘s Liniment for Neuritis. <| Many people regard my 1927 year jas a failure. Personally I consider it successful beyond my right to exâ€" pect last year. I have ~lost three times to Lacoste, but that is far from failure. I have lost to Cochet, but I Jhave beaten him twice. I have not. won a single one of the French, Engâ€" |lish or United States cba.mpionsblps.“ but I have played in them and played j lwhat I am foolish enough to consider Igood tennis, and defeat can not rob} |me of my pleasure of having had a | Icrack at the three events. We have‘ |]ost the Davis Cup, but it is a chal-'| lenge to us all to go in and attempt to get it back,. | I have no intention of,retiring at | this time. I have no idea of turnlng' professional. I am planning to play | tennis next year. _ It is possible that| I may not be considered good enough1 to be a member of the United States | Davis Cup team, but if not, at least| ithere are still our tournaments, li do not feel I have gone back. 1 feel| our French friends have gone ahead { of me. It is a healthy thing for the | game. It is progress. Now let our |. coming stars go ahead of them. I His defense is flawless against any attack I can find, His judgment keen and reliable. His courage and unfailâ€" ing determination to win, remarkable for their continued presence under adversity or success. Many players can play from behind, while others can play when abead, but Lacoste can play from both positions. | I was delighted with the final match in every way, but the result, I would have liked to win, but my best was not good enough, so let the match pass into history with no reâ€" grets, but only sincere admiration for a mighty champion who won. | I still regard Lacoste as a machine, but he is now a thinking and human being as well as a great machlne,l and it is the added quality of humanâ€" | ity that has carried him a bit above. the rest of the world. He is not al genius like Cochet. His very best is not quite as good as Cochet‘s very best, but be plays it so much more often. | I sincerely trust Lacoste will reconâ€" sider his decision to retire. We need his marvelous tennis for years to come. I have played many tennis matches, but seldom, if ever, have I played better than against Lacoste in the final round. I was keen and at my best physically and mentally, but it was not quite good enough. Lacoste is the better player, and I am glad to state it. pionships. â€" No one, I am sure, will grudge me a littie feeling of disapâ€" pointment that Lacoste was not stopt in his triumphant march, but that disappoinment is lost in the admiraâ€" tion, that I, like all who witnessed it, have for the miraculous .tennis that Lacoste played. Jean Rene Lacoste, of France, is champicn of the world in tennis, "inâ€" disputed and outstanding," declares "Big Bill" Tilden in a copyrighted article in the New York World. When the imperturbable Frenchman added Dz Scholl‘s Zinoâ€"peads ilden‘s Tribute to Lacoste‘s ‘‘Miraculous Tennis" "Howlers"‘ Hail the Winner Fiftyâ€"Fifty. Put one onâ€"the pain is gone Learn marcel waving, permanent wayâ€" ing and beauty culture at Canada‘s most thorough school. 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After occasion: mands, to check his impetuc was knighted and made 14 Sir Henry‘s early career as : and fighter attracted so mu tion that by 1668, when he, | ready attained a measure « Sir Thomas Modyford, the C of Jamaica, commissioned hin over to the mainland to discos details of a plot which, it w: pected, was brewing against Ja Sir Henry not oniy got that in tion. but pillaged Principe an tured Porto Bello as well. _ Nox he had a ship blown from unds napped and sold as a slay bados and later on in J himself denied this repo rate, he went out to t when very young and £n The life of Sir Henry been written many tim« presents new angles to t torical writer. Unlike so great Elizabethan scea was not a Devon mai strictly speaking, an En was born in Wales in 16: lieved that when a hoy and that, as they were lered, only Sir Henry kn it was. Louis Morran f: says that a distant relativ« at present ranszscking th theâ€"old city of Panamaâ€"w to the search the aspect o contest for family heirloom Louis Morgan‘s expeditio cording to dispatches, set s fortyâ€"foct auxfllary laun« He will be accompanied hb A. Pearson, a veteran skip; hape to obtain permission ficials of the Republic of 1 make excavations at the cated on the map, District Attc The story is to his descenda parchmen‘ on x made came to t What bappe from Panama utsh('tori!y Morgan, who is has announced ed by a map, ‘nl.ldlclty. His ien, (@ wart fighters, were be:; bered at the start on posed, The fears of h were mnot groundless, the city the captors 151 terians have | arraizne Morgan for the cruelty ery practiced by his im the time tre episode did rebuked. The fact tha: Spain were temporarily ded to the grovity of : Sir MHenry was ordered England urder arrect, t actions. Me was no*t : cloud, however, for he v favorite at court, and hi his King had always | Sir Henry was forgiver been beforc. Sir Henry‘s captur Panama was one of cular exploits of his c of arms it was notal audacity. His mer The latest expedition, a from San Francisco states, j« by Louis" Morgan, a Texan do of Sir Henry Morgan‘s, Sir 1. a celebrated buccaneer of ()» teenth century. The Morga» tion will go to Central Am« search of some of the joot v Henry‘s followers carriod aw the sack ¢f the City of Panama Tradition has it that they by: able booty somewhere near ; | the region of Darien Bay. The search for buried treasurs Eoes on forever, _ Hundreds of yeays after the pirates and buccaneers roama; the Spanish Main, expeditions ars Still go. ln‘&t‘"lul high hope of discove ring the and jewels and pieces of , ight they are traditionally supposeq +,, have hidden. 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