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es w# THE » EVENING »# WORLD'S w« HOME »# M HAPTER. Deciina Deane 1a joved by Lord Gaunt, a man of unvavery reputatioit Gauat, years before, ac, under an assumed larrted am adven her bro thn T he eluded her. Under Gaunt reforms, Mealizing that Re cannot marcy Decima, | her and goes to Landon, where ter btotier fen | 2 of Thorpe and his sister das a hold on Decima’s father. To save her father DeciMma promizes to marry Mershon, \ promoter She goek to , Lonfon 4 meet her brother, who. lives vicn Gaum. Thete the en- gounters Gaunt. Aa they are talking, Gaint’s wife enters, ides in the next mom After an angry scane With Laura, Gaunt gooa away Aon a rusty key and hie siirt-front Is autned with blood, mbler named Trevor enters, quarrels mith Laura, murdera her and He has out hii A young Py eaoayen Gaunt tn euspectod of the crime. “Tgnorant of this, he ships for Afri The ehip in wrecked, Gaunt is picked up ry a yaaht, ent Terns for him ee CHAPTER V The Daring of the Urave. HS news of the wreck of the "Pevensey Castle’ did I not reach Loncon until some ciys after the ead event; but when It did, it created «sensation oily Inferior to that which had been caused by the murder in Prince's Mansions. Y ‘The boats aad reached the harbor of Mogador in éxfoty, nd the rescued passengers had given a full and touching account of the founding of the ill-fated vessel and the heroic conduct of the captain and Lord Gaunt. That they had both heen drowned, no One seemed ig enterfain any doubt, and oa the principic of Speakimg nithing but good of the dead, Lord Gaunt’s crime was foigoten for the moment in admiration for his heroism To Decima, lying white and wan Inthe darkened room, no fire time tie charge ag tidingy of the outside 1 were peinitted to reach. She had frecovered constiousness, but sie lay ‘twixt Ife and death, in that comiltion of mind andbody which resembles stupor. eit. He was terribly upset, Later in the day Bobby « and ssarcely master of himsif. “You've heard tie news, Lady Paulhe?" he sald, as he en- tered the drawing-room, “Yes,” she sald, ‘It ts terrible; a@ yet"— “Ah, yes; but who {s to tell her?" t demanded I and you," she sald, with her uswl courage. a Bobby kissed her, and so hid his face for a moment. Lady Pauline stood on the other sideof the bed, grave and self-possessed. “Robert has something to:tell you, lepie,"" she sald. ‘Are you sure you afe strong enough to it? Tt Is—sad and painful news; but we think It will ame better from us, Who love you, than in any other way Decima iooked from one to the other “Sad—painful?’ she sald, Then sh| sighed, “Yes, tell me, please, Bobby. Slowly and hesitatingly, and with\ n@ny pauses, he told her of the murde: and her horror expr 8. , “Oh, poor lady—poor lady!" she breed. “I—T saw her y portrait, She was his wife! Oh, Bobby “And—and at the inquost they brough}a verdict of wilful } murder against—against Lord Gaunt," np sald, thickly. Decima raised herself on her elbow. “Against—against Lord Gaunt! They obld not! she sald. “Murder! He could not have done {t!B-I know that he could not! Where Is he? What does i say? Oh—wait a moment; my head 1s burning!—Aunt h§line, you do not belleve it? “No, no!" sald Lady Pauline; “{ do naigaink him guilty!’ “Thank you—oh, thank you, auntie! aff! Decima, faintly. “Tell me—tell me {t all again! Let me afhk!” She put her hand to hey brow and closed her eyes. : Bobby held his breath. Lady Paulinespturated a pocket handkerchief with eau de Cologne anf bathed -Decima’s ee) brow. She waved it aside impatiently "Iam not going to faint. I am quit Btrong. Where is Lord Gaunt? What doos he say Bobby held his breath. “Lord Gaunt—Decle, dear, you'll be bt Lady Pauline and I think you ought to by chance and from strangers." “Yes, yes!” she broke in, with a mal me! It would be cruel to keep tt from know!” ~ “Gaunt went by the Pevensey Castle after—after tho murder'— ve, won't you? ir it from us, not “Tell me—tell I-I want to nthe’ morning BY breathed Decima, "He sald je was going to ‘Africa! Well? Oh, tell me all! I can bee ft, indeed I ean.” —"Andtand," faltered Bobby, “the 1 was lost. It foundered off the coast of Africa’— Decima raised herself and looked at his,pwith something in her eyes which Bobby will never forge {while life-lasts. —"And Gaunt—give her something, Lad (Pauline, brandy or—something!" he broke off. But Dtcima waved a refusal of the ofte “Tell me—tell me everything!" she pante. Bobby struggled with the choking feelig}in his throat. “Gaunt—and—and the captain remained §n board after the rest had left, and—and—and Gaunt''— Dectma fell back on the pillows, and two remained motionless and speechless; i her oyes, and the hopeless misery and 4 brought the tears to Lady Paulin “And—and he !s dead?” came from Dec! Bobby bowed his head, “Yes; I am afratd—they. all think—he lost. He—he Dehaved like a hero, AZ'eF read the ner@paper account to you when you are allem “Now! now!” she said in a hollow whis as if he could not resist her, drew out the the account. Decima listened with fixed breath to the statement of one of the pas: left the wreck in the last boat, © “You see!" sald Robby, struggling with his throat, "he gave up his place in the Jackson. He kept the passengers in order, by the captain till—till—tho last! Gaunt would do, isn’t it?” She opened her eyes upon him with a wild “Yes; {t Is like him," she said, pense murmured Lady Pauline. Decim |furned upon er. “Yes; I wistt'T had bi him!" ‘Then she closed her eyex arf ‘was silent fo two—so long that -Lady- Pauline: thought sh and went to a table for a restorative; but « opened her eyes and said, with feverish emp “He {8 not dead! 1 know it! He ts not deal! I—I should feel it! No, he fs not deady* Presently she asked them to leave her alc» Three days afterwazd they took her down iiThe Wood- bines, Lady Pauline went with her, and she tafe the Jour: ney very well. Her father received them in a kind of stupo: Tho next day Theodore Mersnon called, swlinsirted on feeing him and telling him that whe could neve be his wife. He protested his faith in her, hie love for her, MH she anid: “I will tell you, Mr, Merdhon, I wij! tell you : eal tees, oe how—how imposalblé {t wae that | refrain from send! you Bobby". ng y my message "I know,” he sald, eagerly, and Lord Gaunt came | 8 ahe spoke his name her eyes clo; her hand slid along the edge of the eSPAT * ing some support. } “And you were together there," he paid, nod ; “What—what passed between you? Don't tel j don't like. I'm content to let bygones be ee s glacs, -— a minute or n she opened pair in them 8 white lips. + and Bobby, per and read s and bated ers whd had choking jt to the man d—and stood Decie, it-t\is just what ‘spair, m theye! I wish Ihbd died with moment or It he were “I will tell you," she sald. Mer 11 Ss vho steadied them. “Loni Gaunt—told me that Mershon atarted and Wis face went “The villain!” he muttered, Declma’s face grew crimson| and her eyen cummed anvay as if she would{not say anoth wuddenly she faced him again, “Ho told me that be—loved blagk. THIS STORY BEGAN MONDAY AND WILL END SATURDAY. a | DESTIN ~~ LE oe er yolce broke for an instant, but she went on painfully: I knew then that [ had loved him for along time. 1 shall love him while life lasts!" There were no tears in her eyes, and they met dis furl- | ous gaze unfiinchingly, almost as if sie did not see him or| } bad forgotten his presence. * “And you can tel] me this!” he stanmered huskily. “You Decima| can confess that you fove a man who was married abrendy—(to meet him in a stage comn'it and | a man who has committed a dastardly murder?" Dectma's hand went to her heart, He did not do tt!” she sald "I know It! "I—I suppose you have counted the cost of—of this rupture ‘of our engagement?" he stammerel. “You don't forget that } brother—your precious Qrpther,” he sneered—'*has made the consequences pretty plain to you? “Yes, I understand,” she said in a low votce. “I am sorry ~yes, Iam sorry that I cannot marry you. But I cannot! It would have been hard before, but now’—— She turned away as If she felt that It would be Imposstble for him to under- ntand what that now meant, and Mersnon, with an almost audible oath, left the room. Mrs. Sherborne met him at the door of The Fire with a telegram. He snatched the telegram from her hand and tore open the envelope. She was, going back to the drawing-room, him otter a ery, a cry of rage and bamed turned back. Mershon was leaning against thé wall, glaring at the tele- gram. He raised hischead presently and his ips moved, but iia sound came. ‘The telegram fell from fils hand, and, in fear and trembling, she went forward and picked 1t up. He did not prevent her, and she read the wire. It was from Mr, Gllsdy, the lawyer, and It ran thus: “All D's bills met. Some one has undertaken toffecnarse all his liabilities. Will write.” Mershon seemed to awake from his stupor, and, snatching the telegram from her, he went upstal She watched him for a moment, then her lips moved, and she breathed softly: “Taank God! Mershon, as he went unstendily up the stairs, holding by the balustrade and stumbling now and again Ike a mi smitten with palsy, had no need to ask who the “some on wns, He knew that Gaunt had stretoned out a hand, from the grave as It were, to shield and protect the girl he had loved. The Sea Wolf landed Lord Gaunt at Southampton. z hurried to London, and eacaped arrest because the poillce had ®ven him vp for lost. On his way to a hotel where he had been known of old he came upon his fellow-passenger on the Pevensey Castle, Jackeon, for whom he had given up his place tn the last boat. Jackson had been landed only a fow days before at Portsmouth. He looked wretchedly ul. Drink and a cough which exposure at the time of the shipwreck had brousit on were fast sarping his vitality. Gaunt ¢elt that he owed this man whose lifs he had eaved a helping hand, and took him to his hotel, They talke after a dinner nelther ¢ You do not eat,’ said Jacicson No, and yet this 1s the jest dinner I shall eat In tree- dom,” sald Gaun:. “It may be that the significance of my name hes not struck you. I am Edward Barnard Gaunt, charged with the inurder of my wife in Prince's Mansions. Jackzon sat duwn the glass untasted which he had been raising to his Ilos. His manner was so indicative of sur- prise, amazement, tha: Gaunt stared at him. “Do you mean to say that you have not seen @ paper—a London paper?” he asked. Jackson moistencd his lips with his tongue, “No,” he sald; “I—I haven't seen a paper. I—I know noth- ing about It. There was no ¢aper on board the ship that took us off from Mogador.” Gaunt sighed. “It's soon told,” he sald, “A woman was murdered at one of the flats at Prince's Mansions What 4s the matter?” he ‘broke off as Jackson half rose trom his seat. “Nothing—nothing,” sald Jackson, with the hollow cough which Gaunt had not!ced several times during the meal. “She was murdered—stabbed with a Persinn dagger. Ine rooms in which she was found were my rooms. The dagger was mine. The ovat thrown over her—a fur coat easy to identify—was my coat, and"—hw paused—"the woman was— my wif “Youns!’ ejaculated Jackson, He gripped the table with both hands and stared at Gaunt with ‘his hollow, bloodshot eyes with a gaze half of amaze- ment, half of terror. “Yes, mine,” said Gaunt, leaning back In his chair and gazing moodily at the tablecloth. “She was my wife, I mar- ried her, thinking her all that was good, and pure, and {nno- cent, I loved her—but that's a different part of the story. ‘The salient: facts are that she was found—murdered—in my rooms. That I had been there"— “You—you had been there?" ejaculated Jackson. “Yes,"" aid Gitunt. He had almost gorgotten his auditor, and was communing with pipsel’. “t had been there. She came in while T was there there was a scene. I dare say I thygateried her—God knows she tried me hardly enough! and I’ was Very likely overheard by the servants. In short. Mr. Jackson, the evidence Is very black against me. I tel! you all this because you may object to continue an acquaint- ance with a man who lies under so heavy a charge, and whom you will probably think gullt Jackson deaned back in his chair, and, with his head sunk between his shoulders, coughed appallingly, and stared at Gaunt! , “If you'd Ike to say ‘good-by’ and go to another hotel,’* said Gaunt, “pray do I shali not be offended or deen Your desire to cut my acquaintance an unreasonable one.” “She was your wife?’ sald Jackson in a ihoilow voice and apparently ignoring Gaunt’s suggestion, “Your wife?” “Yes,"" sald Gaunt, with a sigh. ‘And when I think of her lying dead I can only remember that I once loved her, and I can forgive her all the misery she caused me." Again he spoke more to himself than to Jackson, who sank deeply in his chair, looked a ghastly object and scarcely capable of understanding the case; but presently, without taking his bloodshot eyes from Gaunt's face, he said: “If the evidence against you 1s so strong, why in the devil name did you come back? You might have got off in that yticht—and—there would nave been no more bother." Gaunt raised his eyebrows slightly. "If T ad been guilty T suppose that ts what I shéuld have done,” he sald; “but I am innocent. Of course I do not insist upon your believing me’— Jackson made a movement with his hand, ad being Innocent, of course I have come back to face the thing. What else could 1 do?" he ‘added, simply. Jackson's eves wandered round the room, then returned with thelr fixed stare to Gaunt's face, "You take It coolly!” ho sald, hoarsely and with ai “Suppose—-suppose they find you guilty? “Then I shall not be the first man who has suffered inno- cently,” said Gaunt, gravely, Jackson got up from his chair with diMculty and went and leaned against the mante! shelf. ‘The short journey brought on ‘his cough again, and he bent double and put his handkerchief to his Ups, As he took it away Gaunt saw that there was blood upon it, "m afraid you're very Ill, Mr. Jackson,’’ he sald. Don't you think you'd better go to bed and let me send for the doctor?” Jackson waived th tm all right," he sald, murder?’ he asked, hoarsely. + Gaunt shook his head. “I have not the least idea. I know nothing of my wife's life since T left her, or her recent movements; and I sup- pose the police were so assured of my guilt that they didn’t deem it necessary to lock in any other direction.” A curious gleam shot for @ moment into Jackson's eyes as he bent over the fire. 4 "Zhe police are fools!" he paid. (To Pad Continued.) when she, heard fury, and she He \ n oath. impatiently, ‘Who-—who did this suggestion awa: Bullenly, your father owes me @ large sum of money? Perhaps your| |MANSFIELD, SOTHERN AND FAVERSHAM CHALLENGED AGAZINE TO A COMBAT, PRIDAY EVENT JULY 10, 1903, With or Without Music, by “‘Tom’’ Leigh, Octogenarian and an Actor of the Old, Old School, The Old-Timer's Contempt for the Little Dandies Who! Catch the Matinee Giris! of the Present Day—The Actresses of Forty Years| Aigo and Those of the Twentieth Century-—Small Salaries and Hard Work.! IGHTY - ONE - YEAR-OLD “Tom Leigh pooh-poons the stage of to-day and hero issuer a to the greatest of our romantic ‘or Liat either to muste or without music The veteran walks the Bowery every bright day, his picturesqie white head held erect, Sis cane carried Jawntlly in the manner of a broad- Sword and tn’ his undimmed old eyes @ fnr-away exprenston, though he saw the gaudy thoroughfare as it was Mty years ago, when it used to be New York's groat Riaito. Few are aware that he is Thomas J. Leigh, more fa- millarly called “Tom,” the oldest living actor in America, who will celebrate his clghty-frst birthday on July 16 The history of “Tom Leigh” reads Uke a romance. So entangled Is hint Ufe story with those of Junius Brutus ‘Booth, edwin Forrest, Hdwin Booth, Charlotte Cushman ang the geniuses of those days that he might write a his- tory of the American staze in the form lof personal reminiscences, ‘The old actor lives a quiet iife far Away from the glamour of the footlights ina little flat at No, 118 West One Hun- dred and ‘Thirty-Afth street with his wife, once Kitty Wright, the actress, and his granddaughter, a young girl of twenty, “You see the old horse hasn't forgot- “Done already? How quickly they do it in these days. Now, in my time I should have had to hold that pose for several minutes before a photographer could have caught it on paper, They say 1 look like Chauncey Depew—zail me his double, you know. See tho resem- blance?" and Mr, Leigh turned his pro- file, giving his featur a Chauncey De- pew expression that made him the liv- Ing tmage of the famous after-dinner speaker. “Wish we had made a prac- (ce of giving ‘imitations’ in my day, he remarked, “for if Chauncey had been as popular then as he is now I might have made a fortune. Thore's more money in vaudeville imitations to-day than there ts in ‘Hamlet,’ I believ But then there Isn't any acting to-day anyhow. Why, your greatest stars can't fight a combat to music. “Sir, 'l bet you two to one t 35} jelte the pit, anyway. I've fought com- | ats for ten minutes straight, the music playing all the time, and never missed A note. Didn't dare to miss a note, sir If you did the pit'd know {t and hies [and howl tl you caught up with the measure again. “Ten minutes. not counting the en- core, was the time Hmit for a real livel combat, with the pit howling with ad- days it's spit, spat, nip, tuck, and there you are! They fight like French dancing the bill every night in tho w the nig leading jcould beat Richard Mansfeld, H,| ‘Next morning I % |Sothern, William Faversham or any|heiral at 10 o'clock, too, It we wernt jother prominent romantic actor offen hand we'd get docked, and when a to-day fighting a combat, ‘They| consider that the highest salary Py ‘don't seem io know how to han-|was #20, you will see, sir, that being dle a 50 as to ex-| docked was no pasiime lara wan the biggest house I ever played| between the # and the juvenile, and so on down to the man with modern ideas complained to Forrest that his part dign’t At him tem: side foremost and cultivate a funny jyoungster disposed of his temperament TELLING A FUNNY STORY wink. It wouldn't have gone in the time of the pit, though, You had to be funny out loud then, and the louder you were the funnier It was, If you played 2 drunken part you had to be rip-roaring drunk, uot merely mildly Iishly intoxicated, ‘The pit would no half-way measures rat parts were all drunken rts, and T reckon I knew There was the drunk- ten all his tricks yet.” he remarked az} oo [*Wyer In iriam's Crime'—great ji the photoeraphés gnapped tim as he|Pt%: Miriam's Crime. sir—how I used Jaushed, after tel'ing a funny at to play that! Nobody ever could play ¥ Story. | ib tike me. I remember once the pit got belle earry fo oxcited that they began to T was really drunk and wanted ¢ mo out. When I stood up straight and looked hard at them and spoke to them In a perfestly steady votce, one little urchin cried out: “Why, de ole bloke aln't drunk at alj! and then the house came down and 1 got the ovation of my life “Ag for work, those little dandies on the Rialto nowadays don't under- stand the meaning of the word. [ reckon they'd faint, sir, If they hado do as we did, play three dramas ana vo farces in a night, with a coupie 0: Mitet (a nees in between, and change eek. Many’s ht Ive played until 1.30, changing r with every s¢ene from y to utility’ and back again > ch my t 4 man. arora 4 be on hand at re- Salaries in those days were propor- tlonately as smail as the ork was heavy compared with to-day, Why, ad- m'ssion to the pit was only a ‘levy | 21-2 cents), and you eo) get into a box for 59 cents, Five hundred dol-! ‘There was about $1.0 week difference ary of the leading man} i iu ° 1 GEOMETERY INA WN VN \} j Yi NVA M7 Wiiasucsee* KW ’ Hirnest Thompson-Scton hay photogra feathers spread, to demonstrate that Lhis 18 one of they ctuees Me. Thumpson- Anatomy of Animals,’ M its geometrical arrangement ‘iS Fanny made her anpeat nee at 3.90, and | PEACOCK’S TAIL. paving again with Panay in ber arms phed the lordly peacock with his tail is perfect Seton presents in his recent work, "Art nose te aso, paren bar borke, berri Ree ero Rtn ea pat ure’s vi woods. na in the felds Hires A kago makes 5 gallons, Bold'every where, or sent by mail upon receipt of 25c. Potent topper Bottles fr Hires Rootbeor, four dosen pints, ave, ding & 420 ote. ; 2890 24 cw, Shst gts. Dachtera Brothers, opticians so! lentecs. | purifies the blood, quiota Amusements. the nerves, bonafits the stomach, and braces you up. It te tho boat of tonics, and the mostdolightful and rofrosh- ing of hot weather boverages, Rootbeer CHARLES E. HIRES CO. Malvern, Pa. Indies I gnotice to-day Howry W. 1TH WERK-—STH MONTH $those of my day. “Sir, I'll bet you two to on lighting a combat. Oo ext morning. wearing big hi overed with flowers and ogling at 30 the night Fanny was born, Lt loing ‘the baby’ in the farce. "Do you think a woman like t would have mic. ° to ole the oyer the foo:tients or to go to bic suppers? No, indeod. We married girls we Inved and stayed true to — and they were nice, true, hard-work = little women. Katie, my Wife, a —Y wera the handsomeat couple “oa “TOM" LEIGH, AS HE IS TO-DAY. ADD EOARODOLR DG ADE RORD®OD@®OL GADD » LEIGH’S CHALLENGE TO A COMBAT. # $ Af while my good health continues any of our prominent? actors of to-day, and especially our romantic actors, Richard Mansfield, &. HW. Sothern, William Faversham, or any other, @ Wishes to meet me in a stage combat with or without music, 1 gam ready to show them how we did the trick forty years ago. & Stage combats of to-day are but child's play compared withS, THOMAS J. LEIGH. % that I could beat Richard Mansfield, miration all the time. Sometimes you |general utility. n could give ‘em fifteen minutes of tt, but} “We couldn't be Anicky about our] "As for the women, they were more they never would stand twenty. Nowa-|parts, elther. I remember once a young | business-like than those gay young ats the masters, these modern actors in their |peramentaily. ¥ front row, My wife, who used to do all frock coats ahd buttonhole bouquets, ~All right,’ aaid Mr. Forrast, ‘get rld|the chambermaids, made all her own “As for the comedians—ah, well, com-}of your temperament, We don't want| dresses. 60 did most of the actresses, edy Isn't comedy any longer. Most|any temperament {n this business; just |!n fact, and they didn't have time for comedians nowadnys think they arejplain acting and the ability to mind!m \ Johnny-at-the-atage-door — non- funny if they wear a frock coat back-} when given orders.’ And you bet that! ease. There was lie mother of Fanny Herring, for instance, She acted uptil ttle hat iy the em h 1 0 old’ actor's the light which fifty to make his cighteenth yea In Mrw. Street Theatre, tO OO4 e: yea: ar. Sanders’s company, Balt!more, @Nnow —not £0 a8 to excite the pity, anyway.'"*-Mr, Leigh in interview. FEODHOOOOM™ the brighter.” Mr. Leigh has been on the stage since He began his career Holliday and play with all the great stars. “Forrest I lied best of all. the wittlest, the clevereat and the best with old Junius I think he was what i would cal! nowadays a little daffy. Sometimes they him In the middle of a n't, and he would leap out into the ulience and chop at somebody. Booth had spells were not xo violent, temperel. I tis Poth, to He used to get *) } would the actors knew about It ong he hace He at Wi r for a wee was Jus y had x0 muct to the other s\ “Charlotte ( played pels ni i. ne hman was as great a E. H. Sothern, WiMlam Faversham, or any romantic actor of to-day® ‘They don't seem to know how to handle a’ sword 2 HPOHHEOOED Bowery, and we are yet, ha, nul and twinkled with @ has only seemea He was too, but they 1d nobody except I rememooer 6 Garden In Burtalo, had to leave the stage and didn't People said he was hut he was never that in his life : like all the Booths. us It toppled over Woman as she was en actress: I wi ety: y ani en. when I play. With her. he mothored mo as abe aie all the reat, and taught me my ‘busi- ness’ and how to say my lines in a way that brovght mea round of applause every Ume. Sho seemed to be able to put,the spirit in you when you didn't ave it naturally. After I tired of acting I took to man- rg. 1 bad the stage management of ne Holliday Street Theatre in Baltimore for a while, and also of Niblo's Garden Jn New York and of the National The- atre in Boston, but none of them was 80 dear to me as tho oki Bowery, I reckon actors were the same then, sir, es they are now about New York—no place else feels like home. ‘Well, I must go home now. late Katie Wright Leigh will t of lesson to teach me. T came in te four nights in succession week be- fore last and each time q it rer than I ought to be, The fourth found Katie down in the sitting room Playing solitaire. TI noticed s queer about her and then ofr sudden it came to me that she wearing an old stage costume As hadn't. seen for forty years. It was @ widow's garb. ° Py ,hle-for-whom-bi¢ , “ {Madame,’ are you in mourning? tr,’ said she, ‘for my late hi took the hint, you bet, and quietly to bed. T haven't" touched @) |drop since. 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