New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 25, 1922, Page 9

Continued From Our Last Issue, ‘L know more of your career than you think, Grey. You have been a spy as well as a traitor, And now you are crowning your Infamy by weaving some spell over my cousin. I can hardly lmp(-.(hnl you apprecfate the honor T am doing you," The black boy ran down the steps and presently Ephraim was in the shadow of the thicket, “Glve one to Mr. Grey, and the other to me,” “Ephraim,” warned Erskine, “take this pistol. You may need it, to pro- tect yourself,'" “Indeed, yes,” returned Grey, “and Kindly instruct him not to use it to protect you.” Ior answer Erskine sprang from the shadow—adiscarding formal courtesies. En garde!” he called sternly, The two shining blades clashed Ephraim, like a streak of sliver on dewy grass, Grey rusheq for it, “Damn you! he raged, wheeled furlously—npatience, and caution quite gone—and fought now In deadly sllence, There was the sound of voices, and it was evident that the game had endeéd in a quarrel and the players were coming up the river-bank to- ward them, [Irskine heard, but {f Grey did he at first gave no sign— he was too much concerned with the death that faced him. Suddenly kr- skine new that Grey had heard, for the fear in his face gave way to a diabolic grin of trilumph and he lashed suddenly into defense—if he could protect himself only a little longer! Erskine had delayed the finishing-stroke too long and he must make it now, Grey gave way step by step—par- rying only. The blades flashed like lay the and humor, they Erskine's face, NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY Benny Has His Hands Ful Just before Benny Leonard at New Orleans he gathered up for one last hug. Although Benny left New York to fight Pal Moran his mother and his sister Minnie the lightweight champ, his family affairs look to be in a heavier class, barb deep, but sooner or later it had deed scattered about her feet. or 25, 1922 His mott held out her hand to him while stMl holding Barbara's, As In a dream, he bent over to kiss her, and with a last effort she joined their bands, clasping both, A great peace transformed her face a8 she slowly looked at Barbara and then up at Krskine. With a sigh her head sank lower, and her lovely dim- ming eyes passed into the final dark Two days later they were married, In the silence that fell, Erskine #poke of the Iife before them, of its hardships and dangers, and then of the safety and comfort of Virginia. Barbara smiled: "You choose the your choice is mine, We will leave the same cholce , . " Bhe flushed suddenly and bent her head, “To those who come after us" fin- ished Erskine, wilderness, and Murderer Confesses To Shooting Jeweler New York, I¢b, 26.-—lLouls Gar- della was arrested here on a charge of shooting Demosthenes Santus, Madison street jeweler, to death in his jewelry store Thursday. Police declared he not only confessed this crime, but admitted perpetrating a series of recent holdups on the lower Iast side, Of the brides of American uoldiers abroad whose nationalities were re- corded, 2295 were French, 1001 Brit- ish, 79 Belgians and 31 Germans, TIO TO CLOSE TOMORROW Closing Exercises at Swedish Bethany Church Following Two Days' Sesslon, ‘The opening session of the Young societies convention the Bethany church yesterday afternoon, and up- wards of 80 delegates attended, Reg- istration commenced at 8 o'clock with business and services heing con- dueted throughout the evening, The convention will come to w close to- | morrow following the election of of- | ficers this afternoon. The program | far Sunday ‘s as fallows Opening organ prelude at 10:30 o'clock in the morning; prayer by Axel Highberg of C‘romwell: songs by the Springtield Male Quartet; service by Ilev: (. Mortenson of Cromwell; | songs by the choir; collection; solos by Hugo Nelson of Danbury; address by Rev, G. K. Pihl; recess Jor dinner, which will be served the visiting members at the homes of the various local members, The afternoon servi mence at 3 o'clock. F . Carlson of Bridgeport will lead the prayer; | songs by the Hartford Male Quartet; address by Rev. P. A, Nelson of Youngstown, O.; organ selections hy Thur Irederickson; address by Rev, Peaple's state was held at Rwedish es will com- e !l' Mortenson of Cromwell; offering | for the Children's Home; songs by the local cholrs, Evening servi mencing at 7 o'clock; address by Rev, | Mr, Nelson of Ohlo, and closing songs following. NAMED A RECEIVER Judge Hand Selects Henry B, Singer to Handle Afairs of Higgins and Dias, Bankrupt Brokers, : New York, I'eb, 256.—Federal Judge | Learned Hand has named Henry B, | 8inger receiver under $20,000 bond | for the stock brokerage firm of Hig- gins and Dias, ageinst which an In- voluntary bankruptey —petition was filed late yesterday. The firm's liabilities were estimat- jed at $100,00, and its assets at § 0oo, Valparaiso, Chile, is endeavoring te raise the large number of ships sunk |in the harbor during recent gales, ——— e HANDSOME CUP —T0— | BEST DANCERS AT |} FOX’S MONDAY EVE. tiny bits of lightning. XXIV. On the summit of Cumberland Gap Erskine Dale faced Firefly east and looked his last on the forests that swept unbroken back to the river to be done. “L.ook her: He pulled an old piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her. Her wide eyes fell upon a rude boyish scrawl and a rude drawing of a buffalo pierced by an ar- row: “It make me laugh. I have no use. give hole dam plantashun DBar- lightly and quivered against each oth- er in the moonlight. Grey was cautious at first, trying | lout his opponent's increase in skill: “You have made marked improve- | ment." 7 “Thank you,” smiled Erskine, “Your wrist is much stronger.” “Naturally.”” Grey lcaped back ward and parried just in time a vi-| clous thrust that was like a dart of | lightning. “AR! that.” “A Frenchman taught me all little I know." “I wonder if he meet this.” “He did,” answered rying easily and with an answering thrust that turned Grey suddenly nxious. Grey began to breath heav- ily. | “1 think, too,”” said Erskine, “that | my wind is better than yours—would you like a short resting-spell?” rom the shadow Ephraim huckled, and Grey snapped: i ““Make that black devil—" “Keep quiet, Ephraim!” broke [Erskine sternly. Grey was getting angry was beginning to pant. “Your wind is short,” [with mock compassion. you a little breathing-spell “, . directly beside the window and without warn- ing a face appeared within a few inches of her own, winter he made his clearing on the land that Dave Yandell had | picked out for him, and in the center y of it threw up a rude,log hut in then— | which to house his mother, for his remembrance of her made him Dbe- |lieve that she would prefer to live [alone, In the early spring, when he “Ephraim! Ephraim!" brought his mother home, she said And ten minutes later the happy, |that Black Wolf had escaped and grinning Ephraim, mounted on 1hvh:m\o farther into the wilderness— thoroughbred, was speeding ahead of |that larly Morn had gone with him. a whirlwind of dust with a little| Erskine, not knowing that Barbara scented note in his battered slouch!was on her w to find him, started hat: |on a hunting-trip. In a few" days “You said you would come when- | Barbara arrived and found his moth- | ever I wanfed you. I want you to|er unable to leave her bed, and Lydia come now.—DARBARA.” Noe sitting beside her. The girl would not go to bed, and | Barbara was dismayed by Erskine's |the old general from his window |absence and his mother’s look of suf- saw her like some white spirit of the |fering and extreme weakness, and the night motionless on the porch. And |touch of her cold fingers. there through the long hours she s: 0.‘ There was no way of reaching her 1 bara. “Oh!"” gasped the girl and “where is he?" “Watching at Willlamsburg to get his discharge.” She rushed swiftly down the steps, calling: “It was a white drawn face with disheveled hair and with eyes which stared wildly into hers for a mo- ment while she held her breath in surprise and ter- ror.” A Frenchman taught you! the taught you how to Erskine, par- This was what terrified beautiful Fay Tudor as she sat alone in the library on the night of her return from France. Then swiftly flowed the current of ‘mystery and crime. ... HE FOUND BARBARA |HIS MOTHER'S BEDSIDE. AT in The dawn came and with it Ephraim. |son, she said—he did not know of her was. | illness. Barbara told her of Erskine's | giving her his inheritance, and that she had come to return it. Meanwhile Erskine, haunted by his niother's sad face, had turned home- ward, To his bewilderment, he found grim and inexorable, brought the sick fear back into Gre and Lrskine saw his enemy's lips open. 1oy ahd The girl waited where she : : Fphraim took off his battered hat. “I will give| He lunged then, his blade “Marse Erskine done gone, Miss true, sank to the hilt, and |Barbary,” he said brokenly. ‘“He resent- | Hd 1 warped soul started on its way with |done gone two days. The girl said nothing, and there a craven cry for help. Irskine sprang : ; 2 i back into the shadows and snatched |the old general found her still mo-|Barbara at his mother's bedside. A tionleas—the torn bits of her note and | glance at their faces told him that his pistol from Ephraim's hand: R “Giet out of the way now. Tell them |the torn bits of Erskine's scrawlmg,.imth was near. I did it.” Once he looked back. He saw Bar- bara at the hall-door with old Mam- my behind her. With a running leap he vaulted the hedge, and, hidden in the bushes, Ephraim heard Firefly's hoofs beating ever more faintly the sandy road. Whose was the wrong face? Who fatally gassed innocent Laurel Tudor on her betrothal night with lethal monoxide? How did Fay, sleeping in the same. room, escape? What part did the gas mask play? Had Fay’s war-shattered nerves made her the mur- deress of her cousin? She didn’t know! irey was not wasting his precious breath now and he made no answer. “Now!"” said Erskine sharply, and rey's blade flew from his hand and CANNOT LIVE The Dye that | never disappoints! Have you had bad luck with your home | dyeing? SUNSET SOAP DYES will never disappoint,. SUNSET cleans while it dyes. : SUNSET doesn't crock, fade or wash out. SUNSET dyes all fabrics evenly. SUNSET produces the same effect on | heavy wool, thinnest cotton or delicate silk. SUNSET is a joy to us Ask sour dealer to show the SUNSET Color Guide. 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He found her.” The girl looked up amazed and incredulous. “Yes,” he went on, “the white wom- an whom he found in the Indian vil- lage was his mother.” “Father!” She lifted her head quickly, leaned back with hands caught tight in front of her looked up into his face-—her own crimsoning and paling as she took in the full meaning of it all. Her eyes dropped. “Then,” she said slowly, “that: In- dian girl-—liarly Morn his half- sister, Oh, oh!” A great pity flooded her heart and eyes. “Why didn't Iir- skine take them-:away from the In- dians?" “His mother wonldn't leave them.” And Barbara understood. “Poor thing-—poor thing!" “I think Erskine is going to now." “Did you tell him to bring them here?” The gencral put his hand on her head. “I hoped you would say did, but he shook his head “Poor Erskine!” she whispered, and her teaws came. 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