New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 2, 1923, Page 9

v , Would be an heur, NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, TU USDAY, JANUARY 2, 1023, SELLING OUT! I AM SELLING OUT THE FURNISHING GOODS STOCK OF THE CONNORS-HALLORAN STORES, INC, FOR DROOZ INC, OF NEW YORK CITY, FORMER TENANTS OF THE ABOVE CONCERN. I HAVE REMOVED THE STOCKS OF THE BRIDGEPORT AND NEW BRITAIN STORES TO THE STORE AT 304 MAIN STREET, THIS CITY, WHERE THE GOODS WILL BE PLACED ON SALE AT ABOUT 50c ON THE DOLLAR. WE MUST GET RID OF THIS STOCK QUICKLY. Sale Starts Wed. Morning SHIRTS, HOSIERY, NECKWEAR, UNDERWEAR, WOOL AND SILK SCARFS, COLLARS, GLOVES, HATS, CAPS, PAJAMAS, BATH- ROBES, BAGS, SUl:l' CASES, SWEATERS, FLANNEL AND WORK SHIRTS, ETC., AT ALMOST HALF PRICE. COME IN AND BUY NOW. 19 Rafuel Sabatini RAFAEL SABATINI \oRGT NEA SERVICENe —— BEGIN HERE TODAY An interesting friendship springs up betwen Arabella, niece and ward of Coionel Bishop of Rarbados, and Cap- tain Blood, who had become the slave of Bishop after having been unjustly convicted on a charge of treason against King James of England. Blood becomes a leader in a plot to escape from the island. Bishop flogs Jeremy Pitt, a young shipmaster, who refuses to answer certain gquestions put to him by the enraged colonel, who is the owner of hoth Bloed and Pitt. GO ON WITH THE STORY. “You don’'t know? W=ll, here's to quicken your wits."” Again the cane deéscended. Have you thought of his name yet?" Pitt shrugged, shifted sidewsys on his feet again, and settied into dogged sllence. Colonel Bishop's temper was never one that required muech provocation. Tiereely now he lashed those defenscless shoulders, accom- panying each blow by blasphemy and foul abuse, until the lingering embers of his manhood fanned into momen- tary flame, Pitt sprang upon his ter. mentor. Rut as he sprang, so also sprang the watchful blackss Muscular bronze arms colled crushingly about the frail white body, and in a moment the un- fortunate slave stood powerless. - _ Breathing hard, his face mottied, Bishop pondered him a moment. Then: “Fetch him along,” he said. They came out upon the green pla- teau and headed for the stockade and the overseer's white house. Pitt's eves looked out over Carlisle Bay, of which this plateau commanded a clear view, In the roads, standing in for the shore before a gentle breeze that scarcely ruffied the sapphire surface of the Caribbean, came a stately red- hulled frigate, flying the English en- sign. At her present rate of progress it perhaps, before sy WARNING! Beware of coughs and colds. They are always dangerous. Thousands of strong man and women fall victims to coughs and colds every year. At the first symptom take Williams Syrup of White p? Honey a® Tar for 14s and Bronchitis. flamed muecous membrane end gives marvelously quick relief to the suffer- ing patient. Williams 's not like other preparations. The ingredients are E:’nl printed on the label snd every- ly knows it. Prepared for over 20 years—by Tho Willisms & Carleton Company. Hart- Conneeticut —a favorite and eafe vre-eflv-um.'a.k for & at you grocery or genaral store, a0 eept inferior substitutea (8he came to anchorgge within the harber. Pitt was hurried forward into the stockade, and clapped into the stocks that stood there ready for slaves whe required correetion. Colonel Bishop followed him pres- ently, with leisurely, rolling gait. “A mutinous cur that shows his fangs to his master must learn good manners at the cost of a striped ride,” was all he said before sctting about his executioner's job. When, at last, from very weariness, Coloneél Bishop flung away the stump and thongs to which his cane had ALIL, THAT COULD BE SEEN OF THE GREAT SHIP WERE HER TOPMASTS THRUSTING ABOVE A CLOUD OIF SMOKE been reduced, the wretched slave's back was bleeding pulp from neck to waist. Colonel Bishop set his foot upon the crossbar, and leaned over his vie- tim, a cruel smile on his full, cogree | face. “Let that teach you a preper sub- mission,” said he. “And new.touch ing that shy friend of yveurs, yeu shall stay here without meat or drink- without meat or drink, d'ye hear me? until you please to tell me his name and business.” He took his foot from the bar. “When you've had enough of this, send me word, and we'll have the branding-irens to yeu.” On that he laughed, swung on his heel, and strode out of the stockade, i s negroes following. The slave writhed in his stocks until he was in danger of breaking his ’llmh!, and writhing, screamed in | agony. inus was he found by Peter Blood, who seemed to the lad's troubled vision to materialize suddenly before him. Mr. Bleod carried a iarge pal- metto leaf. Having whisked away with this the flies that were devour- J. T. DAWSON, Manager FOR DROOZ, INC., TWO DOORS BELOW THE UNITED CIGAR STORE ing Jeremy's back, he slung it by a strip of fibre from his neck, so that it protected him from further attacks as well as from the rays of the sun. Next, sitting down beside the sufferer, he drew the lad's head down en his own shoulder, and bathed his face from a pannikin of cold water. Pitt shuddered and moaned on a long, in- drawn breath. The great red ship had drawn con- siderably nearer shore by now. Slow- ly, majestically, she was entering the bay. An angry voice aroused him from his unhappy thoughts. “What the devil are here?" The returning Colonel Bishep came striding into the stackade, his negroes following ever. Mr. Blood turned to face him, and over that swarthy countenance— which, indeed, by now was tanned to the golden brown of a half-caste In- dian-—a masked descended. “Doing?" said he blandly. the duties of my office. The Colonel, striding furiously for- ward, observed two things. The empty pannikin on the seat beside the prisoner, and the palmetto leaf pro- tecting his back. “1 said he was to hgve neither meat nor drink,until I ordered it.” “Sure, now, I never heard ye." “You never heard me? How should you have heard me when you weren't here?” “Then how did ye expect me to know what orders ye'd given?” Mr. Bleod's tone was now positively ag- grieved. The planted thrust him aside with an imprecation, and stepping forward tore the palmetto leaf from the prisoner's back. ‘In the name of humanity, " Mr. Blood was heginning. At that moment a terrific rolling thunderclap drowned his voice and shook the very air. Colonel Bishop jumped, his negroes jumped with him, and so even did the apparently im- perturbable Mr. Blood. Then the four of them stared together sea- wards. Down in the bay all that could be sen of the great ship, standing now within a cabl length of the fort, were her topmasts thrugting above a cloud of smoke in which she was en- veloped. As those men stared from the mi- nence on which they stood, they saw the Rritish Jack dip from the main truck and vanish into the risng cloud below. A moment more, and up through that cloud to replace the flag of England soared the gold and crim- son banner of Castile. And then they understood. “Pirates!” roared the Colonel. CHAPTER VIIL Spaniards. The stately ship that had heen al lowed to sail so lelsurely into Carlisle Ilay under her false colors was a Spanish privateer, coming to pay off some heavy debt piled up by the pre- dacoius Rrethren of the Coast, and the recent defeat by the Pride of Devon of two treasure galleons bound for Cadiz. It happened that the galleon which escaped In a more or |ess erippied condition was commanded by Don Diego de Espinosa v Valdez, who was own brother to the Spanish Ad- miral Don Miguel de Espinosa. Galled by his defeat, and choosing to forget that his own conduet had irvited it, he had sworn to teach the Engiish a sharp lesson which they should remember. He had suceeeded so well in his in- you doing “Why, now tentlons that he had aroused no suspicion until he saluted the fort at short range with a broadside of twenty guns. As commander of the Barbados Militia, the place of Colonel Bishop was at the head of his scanty troops, in that fort which the Spanish guns were pounding into rubble. Remembering it, he went off at the double, despite his bulk and the heat, his negroes trotted after him. Mr. Blood turned to Jeremy Pitt. He laughed grimly. “Now that,” said he, “is what I call a timely interrup- tion.” | By this time the rebels-convict and ' slaves were'coming in, in twos and | threes, having abandened their work upon finding themselves ungunarded and upon scenting the general dismay. The landing was contested by the militia and by every islander capable of bearing arms with the fierce reso- luteness of men who knew that no quarter was to he expected in defeat. All through the scorching afternoon the battle went an. By sunset two hundred and fifty Spaniards were | masters of Bridgétown, the isianders were disarmed, and at Government House, Governor Steed-—his gout for- gotten in his panic—supported b: Colonel Bishop and some lesser offi- | cers, was being informed by Don| Diego, with an urbanity that was it. self a mockery, of the sum that woeuld be required in ransom. For a hundred thousand pieces of eight and fifty head of cattle, Don Diego would forbear from reducing the place to ashes. 1 Mr. Blood, greatly daring, ventured | down at dusk inte the town. | What lie saw was ftaching him in| haste and white-faced out of that hell again, when in a narrow streest a girl hurtled into him, wild-eyed, her un- | bound hair streaming behind her as! she ran. After her, Iaughing and cursing in a breath, came a heavy hooted Spaniard. Almost he was upon her, when suddenly Mr. Bloed got in his way, The doctor had taken a sword from a dead man’'s side some little time before and armed himself with it against an emergency. ! sity and surprise, he caught in the dusk ithe livid gleam of that sword which | Mr. Blood had quickly unsheathed. | “Ah, perro ingles!" he shouted, and flung forward to his death, “It's hoping I am ye're in a fit [state to meet your Maker," said Mr. | Rlood ,and ran him throgu thhe body. [He did the thing skilfully: with the combined skill of swordsman and sur- beon, Mr. Blood swung to the girl, who leaned panting and sobbing against a wall. He caught her by the wrist. ‘White-faced, physically sick, Mr. Blood dragged her almost at a run up the hill toward Colonel Bishop's house. He knocked, but had to knock again and yet again, before he was answered. Then it was by a voice from a window above “Who is there?" The voice was Miss Bishop's, a little tremulous, but unmistakably her own. (Continued in Our Next Issue) N City ltems Gulbransen Player Pianos, Morans'. —advt, Miss Arena E. McEnroe, in Mount €t. Joseph's academy Hartford, returned today after a visit to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Fred erick J. McEnroe, of Union street. Tsrael Nair, son of Mr. and Mrs, T.ouis Nair, of South Main street, re- turned to his studies at Yale univer. today after spending tne holiday cason in this city, Savings Bank of New DBritain open 7:30 to 2:00 o'clock.~— —-advt Miss Katherine G. Hunter who has bheen visiting her parents, Mr. and George H. Hunter of Winthrop et has returned to Middlebury col- Middlebury, Vermont The officers of Clan Douglass, No. 130 O. 8. C. who have heen elacted for the coming term wiil be installed at the regular meeting tomorrow eve. ning, January 3rd in the Grotto hall a student at tonight from As the Bpaniard checked in anger West Main street. Royal Chief Dep- srm—— These are Mince Pie Days! NONE SUCH MINCE MEAT “LIKE MOTHER USED TO MAKE"” MERRELL-SOULE COMPANY SYRACUSE, N.Y. 304 MAIN STREET, NEW BRITAIN, COWN. uty John MacCallum of Hartford wm] be the installing officer. The newly elected officers of Win- throp Council, §. and D. of Libert, will be installed tomorrow evening in O. U. A. M. hall by the deputy, Mrs, Webler, of Bristol, Miss Rose Weinberg of New York spent New Year's at her former home on Dewey street. She returned to the metropolis today, accompanied by her sister, Miss Mary Weinberg. The commissioner of motor vehicles has notified the local police of the S following suspension of opgrators Ii- censes: Alfred Hadden of 213 \ain street; Joseph Magerder, of 214 | Washington street and Charies Pas. sanisi, of 310 Church street. Sergeant Michael J. Flynn was off [ duty last night owing to a slight iil- | ness, Drum Corps Dance, Saturday night, Tabs' hall, Jan. 6. Admission 40c, including tax.~-advt. James F. Roche returped to Col- | umbia university after spending the | holidays with folks in this city. WHAT ARE THEY SAYING? Prizes of $5, §3 and $2 for the cleverest dialogue. First Urchin *. " Second Urchin * Answers must be in tl;:; H erald office by Friday noon. The names of the week's prize winners will be found in Saturday’s issue Copyrighted, Phila. IPublic Ledger Syndieate Editor, Dialogue Guessing Contest, THE HERALD Name Town ...... This coupon is not necessar P s in convenient form for vour answer, however, to use it. Street