Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, January 10, 1923, Page 8

MADAME WH By HAROLD MacGRATH — AUTHOR .OF THE .MAN. ON THE E INSTALLMENT NO. 10. --WHO'S WHO. | “Gardner.” ; Jeanne Beaufort, daughter of a Vir-| The two, sent out to feel the way ginian, swears vengeance against the from headquarters, had run plump North for the deaths of her father;into a scouting party of the enemy. and two brothers in the Civil War.|The two never. hesitated; hesitation She ts enrolled as spy for the Con-|would be to invite death. They struck federate government and instructedthe astonished group before they to use the miles of her sex to bring| thought to raise their carbines, Parson John Kennedy, a Union spy| broke tthrough and went on, followed within the power of the South. Dis- by a storm of bullets. The younger covered in the act of spying upon the'man twisted od¢ly in his saddle. A group of Secret Service agents of mile or so beyond, he called out in whom Kennedy is the leader, Jeanne|agony.. Kennedy was beside him al- is given the alternative of death or|most as soon as he fel. marriage to one of their number.| «caraner, poy?" They are all masked, but Jeanne re-| jects one volunteer and chooses an- ‘Parson,—if you ever see her again Gardner was dead. other of the eleven as here husband. To herself, she calls him Irony. Par-| Armitage, with compressed lips and son Kennedy performs the ceremony| frowning eyes, listened to this vivid and the bride and groom, ignorant of’ recital. Six gone: Armstrong, Fogar- each others names and she not even/ty, Schmidt, Henderson Skinner and knowing what he looks like, sign the’ Garaner—six brave and gallant offi- marriage certificate as “Mary Smith” | cre. Clark, the registrar, had and “John Jones.” As witnesses the/toiq him {t was a woman who held | group sign ss followr lhim up. Six comrades were dead; John Kennedy, D. D. ‘but Jeanne Beaufort lived; and she paint itd was free besides. He stiffened in| Sone |tno saddle, and thb lines in his face JowWG-A lgrew hard. He would find Jeanne F-WG-S | Beaufort; and woe, to her when he 1-RI aia ‘ p= ragged army had settled Gown for the winter. The living-room was temporarily deserted, the chief in W-BE-H command of his staff baving gone on They leave her bound and di a tour of inspection. Beyond the pear. wise window the camp-fires blazed bright- --Henry Morgan Southern officer|!¥- anc spy for the Confederacy is in| ‘The door opened and closed softly, love with her but she rejects his ad-/and Morgan stood with his back to vances. One day getting a letter/!t for a while, absorbing the lovely rigned “your identity 1s known. Dis-| picture Jeanne presented. ‘You are gulsing herself with a brown wig and very lovely tonight,” he ‘said. staining her face, Peanne assumes| She did not rev! She could not the flame of |quite hate this man. She vaguely ‘Alice ‘Trent, ehe goes to Baltimore wondered. what her attitude would to carry on her work. She {s unaware have been had he besn less hand- that « real “‘Alice Trent” Inves in some. Baltimore. | “Have you ever paused to think, John Armitage, a Union officer,|Jeanne, that a man fells in love in- rescues Jeanne from a Crunken ‘man,| Voluntarily? : That, it ‘ig instinctive Jeanne induces Morgen to abduct on his part to elude it as tong as pos Kennedy so that she may question sible?” him about the names on the certifi-| “Between you and me, Major, love cate and about a curious tattoo mark/{s taboo,” she said, rising, on the arm of the man ehe married.| “Ah you may draw that taboo line ‘Armitage rescues him, but Jeanne'as much as you please; but I am al escapes, She sces placards, announc-| ways bound to cross {t. You made w ing a reward for her capture, “dead confession to me one night, under or alive.” stress.” General Armitage, father of the| “You are under my roof, Major.” captain, is Ciscussing plans for the] ‘‘A Yankee!” final campaign against Richmond| “still, an honorable man.” when Jeanne, attempting to steal] “And yet his name was on that list them, is captured. Though she ts in ] gave you. Will you tell me, not as boy's clothes, Captain Armitage re-'a woman to a mon, but am comrade cognizes her, but says nothing, and ‘s to comrade, what that lst means?” P-PA bound to face @ firing squad in the) +No,, Besides, there’ were oleven, morning. and you broycht me the names of but Armitage /helps Jeanne to escape te and she makes her way back to her teven?’ I secured what I could. Home. It is now the Center of a Con- pjidn't I te:l you that I got them in federate encampment. Sentries bring parson Kennedy's room? I (idn't word that a/Union spy is on the aye much time. You can be lke grounds. granite sometimes.” The spy attempting escape is killed., “If our meetings ere unpleasant. ve only yourself to thank. I Jeanne reads a dispatch in his pocket you he indicating that he was G-RD-A and on go not love you; but there was his arm sees the tatoo mark. She now time when I respected you, admired believes that he was her husband. your courage and resourcefulness Morgan is discovered to be a Con-|” «yoy hit straight. Well, a thous. federate spy and swears vengeance on’ ang times you have signed John Arm- Kennedy. Jeanne hopes to obtain, bY jtago’s death-warrant.” He spoke torture if necessary, the truth about cithout apparent anger. “All I want her marriage from Kennedy. The‘). armitage in front of my sword. parson and Armitage accordingly uer him before I kill Yie kidnaped and taken to a deserted 1, "inn t9, cond vi tabin. There, bound, they are seated / "1. aeath of Jobn Armitage will when Morgan lghts short fuse at-|, "Oi alter my sentiments in re- tached to a powder barrel, at te sou, Major. You ought to Jeanne saves them and tells Armi-|*20\.. that.” lage, with whom she {s falling deeper |"-ri reached for his hat, but aid not ind deeper in love, that she gives him Fl put tt on his head. For two troop: icp whellaye ect rap tanoban ON aeltgernt mig pre tne + | tood attention. . E xhen she runs away with a/ federal /2n4 Sot Ue wo more trogpers locomotive. He fires at the engine| oq after Him. Then came the ind hits her in the erm. She makes|Cury. her way back to the Confederate) “john armstrong and Jeanne Beau- lines and while recuperating Morgan} ort jooked into each other's eyes gives her a sheet of paper contain-j once more He took off his hat ing the names of the “‘cleven!” “bo you know this man, Major? Morgan was asked. Cfelaries | «wes, General; he ts Captain Arm- Arthur Snell, George {tage of the Federal Secret Service, Gardner, Janes Fogarty, ine one of the eleven I have often told Armstrong, John Armitage, tp you about.” Bchmidt, Wallace Henderson, Freder-| “He wa: found within our liner He shall be shot at dawn ARSON HENNEDY, lckk Skinner. grimly. The WG, Washington, NK, New|” «pia you find any papers on him? York, RD, Richmond, BN, Boston,| “No.” PA, Philadelphia. —. — | jeanne walked to the farther Goor, It seemed strange to her that there ‘opened it and passed out of the room; nad over been any mystery. J-WG-A.!nut she remained close to the door, that meant John (Washington) Ar-|he; brain awhtrl. After several min-| nitage—the man’s name an@ his/ites sho heard Morgan speak again. headquarters. lphere was no doubt of She idly counted the names—and | rer heart now. mstantly became animated.. Again| «jie has hidden his the went over the list ‘his notes elsewhere. Including Parson Kennedy, there|petter go and look © were but ten names, and there had where you found him.” seen eleven men that night! Oh,!” presently Jeanne heard the men the had counted them with particular! ying out. She opened the door cau mre—eleven, always eleven. Morgan |tjous ‘Armitage was seated before yal missed. on: the fire, stretched out in his chat Having lost the certificate, the!jis ghin in his collar. He was along name—the initials—had rhe guards had been stationed out. mM ‘her recoilection. {side. Jeanne entered and approach: = ‘s telegrapher within a few feet of him, He hear uications and his 4, rned and rose. er eee Beaufort!” he said quietly i , Captain dispatches or Perhaps I had ver the ground leventh hom He had stumbled his} pou 3 the merest luck. He\room ton nrade backk there,ltn, mere an. . more. In . “When asked Armitage | my. note the hatred in| MISTAH GOOGLE «Yo ALL BETTAN HUSTLE Down To THE Dock - SOMENOW DEY CAneT GET SPAKK PLUG UP DE DAWGGoNE GANG PLANK = KES SHO’ Makin’ & PourFuL FUSS'= MRS BLOSSOM Has ANOTHER FLAT TIRE MERE COMES THE seRuce DEPARTMENT?! BARNEY GOOGLE--Sparky Goes on Board With a Skate On. | | | You tell me th's:—horrified. yes. You nlayed with me, you sought my love to break it. Well, hero they are, love and life. them. I was thero that night, know. Take + révengs. i will have me shot ényhow.” | | “1 do not want your life, God for ‘bid!’ she chied brokenly. | “T have ceased to regard it as any- thing very valuable. I have stampod upon this love, but it ts too strong for me.. So here I am, contemptuous in my cyes and doubtiess in your ‘own.” “You force me to play traitor! He leaned toward the fire and |spread out his hands. | “Will you give me the name of the 'man I marrled that night?” “Say that I was the man, and let/ it go at that.” “It is {impossible because you aro} the man who first stepped out." ‘On my word of honor, I was not that man. Should he tell her that it was Mor- |gan, Morgan, whom she trusted? He) |doubted if she would belleve him; s0| he let the opportunity pass. “You will not tell the truth Armitage smiled into the fire. “Suppose I tel you that I did not \play with you, that I admired you \beyond ail other men?” “Ym afraid of you, Jeanne Beau- fort,” wes all he said. “Then God help us both! And with this passionate cry she ran from |the room. The ery Ungered in Armitage’s eas for a long while! He fought against it vesolutely. She was a consummate actress: but all her arts were useless now, of no avail, IN ORGAN came fn, here we are at last | “At last it will not be murder.” | | smiling. “So “You and the Parson were in my way. Lord, how I fooled you all!” ‘Not recently, Major.”” “Alice Trent—there was drama for lyou, Huw she laughed behind your | back!" Something impelled Armitage to say, “You He!’ “I have stirred you, then ‘There was a sentry outside the win- dow, one on the veranda, three more Gistributed around the house, Arm! tage had made careful note of this. A |great' many things might happen |within an hour. t \try our hand at that." Morgan riffiea the cards, “I'll always | “Suppose we play a game of piquet/remember you as a cool one, Armit: ‘o wile away the time.” We used to]age. have you at the end of my saber,” He VO 4 NO SIQ* NOT ONOER ANY LADDER FOR MINE! Se = HATS THE MISERY ABOUT, SPARKY +t DOESNT PAPAS LIL BABY WANT Ts Go ON THE BORAT t NEVERMIND = PAPAS RIGHT HERE te Fix EVERYTHING SMEEZIX COMES UP it © / = El COURT THIS MONTH? IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME—"M NOT SUPERSTITIOUS BUT IM NOT TAKING ANY UNNECESSARY Now . Doar WORRY . SPARKY, THEse Skates Hurr ROUER wor’ you 4 ar Wikcs Hot PuPcies-! AINT BEEN so FLUSHED IN MANY MooNs- Looks Uke A BIG AIGHT FoR \TH QUEEN -MOovVIES AND THEN @ LITLE SUPPER AFTemuAcDS ters ReaD & CHeprere FROM *W CLICKERS FIRST, SHEIK! IT MUSTA FELL IN HIS BASKET AN’ HE PROBLY DUMPED IT #N THIS PILE OF RUBBISH?! shouldn't mind in the least,”|dealt a hand. Armitage Instantly formed a purpose.| Armitage led earth, He believed he saw a way out. The! was a chance of a bullet m in his chair. tonight but chance of a| The butt of his revolver protruded} you.” dozen missing his t the morn. | Just abo the table-edge, oy fa NTER: of a deac t t down at the table, and Ban to pass between the two men. “But"he has my a! WINNIE WINKLE, THE BREAD (CAN YSEAT IT? THAD THAT LETTER RIGHT IN TAY MITT YESTIDDY AN! IF LT WASN'T FOR THAT FOOL PORTER, 1 WOULDN'T HAVE LOST TT AGAIN! THERES TWO REASONS WHY 1 WANT THAT LETTER! ONE 15 SOS To KEEP IT AWAY FROM WINNIE AN! TH’ OTHER 1S:TO SHOW TO KENNETH $ 1 COULD GET A SWELL NEW DRESS OUT'A HIM ON TH! STREN'TH OF THAT One was sure of the situation; other was watchful and ready to For my part, I'd much rather] upon the slightest advantage. “Armitage,” said Morgan finally, “T hate you more than anything els But you are a brave man.’ queen, eh?’ Morgan sprawied| “1 pass the compliment back—only. |I do not hate you j through half-closed eyes. | | see.” haracter be-| will mourn fer you.” hoates: Tre patches. by tis Pct MX TRIBUNE IME. ha CLEAN OUT OF TH NOTION o& Gow! To & Stow. SHEBA- 1 Gor & SoRT OF &, ER, THUMPIN’ time. For two nights I have been inside your lines. If I lose my head, it is because I wanted to make sure that Jeanne Beaufort did not play fast and joose with me. She will never be yours either, Morgan.’ “No?” Morgan gazed at his enemy f, as they the dead come back, you will by the Bell Synd Copyright, 1 Another fine installment tomorrow. WINNER. Love’s Labor L NOTHIN’ DOIN'!! 1 CANT FIND IT!! LOOK VOT I Bi WHEW, T-MUST'A SWALLERED A TON OF DUST AN’ T BET 1 LOOK LIKE TH’ LAST ROSE OF SUMMER!! move may be mado soon by ost \N Fi NDIN DAS RUBBISH!ALETTER | @ FOR MISS VINKLENT BAN | GO GIVE IT TO HER $0 . fll SOON T FINISH'MINE VORK! ) 9 j alg Senator Borah To Revive Plan For Conferenc WASHINGTON, Jan. 16.—Ar herah, Republican, Ihado, to {senate consideration of his proposal {fo rthe calting of an international cone: aro- ioe mic conference to d’scuss Bt n reparations and other problems. In view of a recent definite @n- |nouncement that such ebating. serious hot revive his request the American gov- '€ |ernment is not now considering the Ning of a conference, Senator that he was whether he should for some sort Fvention, He. said ined upon any definite course. he had not a8