The evening world. Newspaper, April 10, 1915, Page 11

——— A Story of Jungle and Prize Ring ‘By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS 7 Siiense tulle tn her's me eel Nene CHAPTER XY. To the Rescue. HK mucker pushed the door eull further open and repped inside=-so must he search every but in the Vilage vatil be bad found those he ought They were not there, and on silent foot that disturbed not even the Nighy slumbering cura the man Poswed out by the front entrance into the street beyond. Throngh a second and third hut he made hin precartous way In the fourth @ inan otirred as Byrne stood on the opposite side of the room from tho dpor. With a catiike bound the mucker was beside him, Would the fellow awake! Billy acarcely breathed, The Samurai turned restlessiy and then, with a start, sat up with wide open oyes, At the same Instant iro fingers closed upon his throat and the long sword of his dead Daimiu passed through his heart, Byer held the corpse until he was powitive that life waa extinct, then he dropped it quietly back upon tts pallet and departed to search the adjoining Iwelling. ; Here he found a latge front room and a@ sinaller chamber in the rear un arrangement similar to that in the Jo's house, the missing mon. Within the smalle year room Byrne heard the subdued hum of whispered conversation just as ha was about to open the door, Like a graven image he stood in silence, lils ear glued to the frail door, For a iaoment he listened thus, and then his heart gave a throb of exultation, and he could have shouted aloud in thanksgiving—the men inside were conversing In English. vrne pushed open the Qui Byrne P mare ae oa: The ering ceased imme ely. i ad late ‘the door behind him, advancing until he felt one of the oc- nts of the room. aie man shrank from the touch, “] guess we're done for, Mallory sald the man in a low ton » for Us ‘Shesht’ warned — the Mallory alone YoU a a aake, Who are you and where did you come from?” asked surprised Mr, Harding. ee He ull,” admonished Byrne, feel- . cords that he Knew must pti ih ound them presently and w yun Jackknlte ut them asunder; then eleased Mallory. ‘ Willow me,” ho ‘but 4 quietly. Take off your shoes If yo nt jiave ‘em on, and hang’ em aroun: your neck, Tie the ends of the laces together.” a ~ en aid as he bade, and a m ent hater he was leading them across me room filled with sleeping me: women, children and domestic solpals: ‘At the far side stood a rack filles with long swords, Byrne removed two without the faintest suspicion of fa noise, He handed one to each of his companions, cautioning them to silence eature. a But Reither Anthony Harding nor lily Mallory had had second-story experience. The former struck his pon accidentally against the door frame with a resounding clatter that Wrought half the inmates of the room, wide-eyed, to sitting postures, ‘i The eight that met the natives’ eyes had them on their feet, yellin; like madmen, and dashing tow their escaping prisoners in an instant, “Quick!” shouted Billy Byrne, “Follow me! mucker, oar Down the village street the three men ran, but the shouts of the na- tves had brought armed Samurai to e door with a celerity that was In another moment the fu- ound themselves surrounded *k of howling warrio: who out at them with long sworda from pvery side, blocking their retreat and nemmir em in in every direction, Byrn 1 to his companions to ine dn, back to back; and thus, the nygsat nee, the three slowly fought y toward the end of tae nat yond. ri in-one hand and Theriere's nh the other--hewing & way Jou for the two men who take his love from jon tr w brillant tropic moon the seene almost as ht the sun itself, the and, though the odds fully uneven, the white men though slowly, to- aT he “evident that the natives foas who the three, Ant amiliar with Japa- slate sutiictent of sure of that, had stance most of ' “ f then pe a roe been ample proo’. Qut of the village xtr ey came at last into the clearing. The w vlore danced bout thew, yelling threats nd taunta the whi they inade occasional ves to close aitarters vio they misht deliver a aw f i oand retreat again het twhite devil could get ste mword that had been or the strange fires vitying 4 MUCKER The Evening World Daily Magazine. Saturday: April 10. 1915 “Men Who Fail— XXII. . > POINT RCT TET wet Tee, oe Reuvee Myre | down ne principal target tor of ine heavy * body, 8 chest end one in was horrified toward their place Muilory sat mo the ground, try- | ing to tear the spear from bis leg. Finally be was euccemetul, Hyrne, wil « ous, called to Ht ding to pull the Loree shafts from him, “What are we Ww do? eried old “They will get us egelo ure ma fate! haven't got ue oald Bly, “Waitt got a ae Can you walk, Mailory ?” Mallory staggered to bie feet, 1 and then, “Yes, TH eee,” he said AN make it all righ “Good!” exclaimed Byrne, “Now listen! Almost due north, across th range of hilla behind us, al In the centre of the valley is a rive Kise d fifieen-hour march for « Well man—it will take you longer, “Follow down the river tilt you. should be come to a little islang— the first one fr where jou strike the river. On that island you will find Miss Harding, Norris and Foster, Now hurry!" “But you, man?” exclaimed Mal- lory. “We can't leave you ‘Never! id Anthony Harding. ou'll have to, though,” replied “That's part of the scheme, It 't work any other way.” Hoe wed his revolver and fired a single shot in the direction of the hesitating | savages. “That's to let ‘em know we're still here,” he said. “I'l keep that up, off and on, as long as I can, I'll fool ‘em | thinking that we’ all here and cover your escape—see?* “I won't do it,” said Mallory, ‘Yes, you will,” replied the mucker, I'm done for.” They obeyed reluctantly. ‘They heard a fow successive slots as they wont. Silence followed “He's gone,” whispered Mallory, They pressed on; and in time came to the island. Barbara's first ques- tion was for Byrne, “He is dead,” sald Anthony Har. ding. The girl looked at her father for a full minute, wide-eyed and uncompre- hending. Dead!” she moaned then, and fell unconscious at his fae CHAPTER XVI, Too Late. ILLY BYRNE continued to fire intermittently for half an hour after the two men had left him. Then he fired several shots in quick sue- ceasion, and, dragging himself to his hands and knees, crawled laboriously “nd painfully back into the jungle in search of a hiding place where he might die ta ps His wounds had ceased to bleed, but he was very weak and stiff aud sor “I guess I'm too tough to croak, he thought. Tiyrne dragged himself toward the trail that led to the spring where poor eriere had died. It took him a long time to reneh it, but at last he was suc cessful. ‘The clear, cold water helped to revive and strengthen him, Then he sought food. Some wild fruit partially satistied him for the moment, and he commenced the labo- rious tusk of retracing his steps to- ward “Manhattan Island." After Weary trouble he arrived there, The C: island was deserted, That night he reached the coast, Early the next morning he commenced his search for the man-of-war, By Walking entirely around the island he should find her, he felt sure, Shortly after noon he scaled a high Promontory which Jutted out into the sea. From its summit he had an un- obstructed view of the broad Pacific, His heart leaped to his throat, for there but @ short distance out were a great battleship and a trim, white yacht—the Alaska and the | Lotus! hoy were steaming slowly out to se He was just in tine! “Filled w happiness, “the mucker ran to the point of the promontory, and strip. ping off his shirt, waved it high above his head the while he shouted at the top of his lungs, But the vessels kept on their cours! giving no answering signal. For three months Billy Byrne ved his lonely life upon the wild island, Tho trapping and fishing were good, and there was a plentiful supply of water, Ho regained his lost strength, recovering entirely from his wounds. The natives did not molest him, for he had stumbled upon a section of the shore which they considered taboo, and to which none of them would come under any circumstances. One morning, at the beginning of his fourth month of solitude, the mucker saw a smudge of smoke upon the horizon, Slowly it increased In volume, and the speck b it re- solved itself into the hull of a steamer. Closer and closer to the island tt came, Hilly gathered together a quantity of dry brush and lighted a signal fire on the lofty point from which be had seen the Alaska and the Lotus dis: pear, As it commenced to blaze free ly he threw fresh, green boughs upon. it until a vertical column of smoke arose high above the tsland In breath Billy moveme: first it atched th A pass without nal, but oh med that sha would king notice of his sig- she was ving di xing bh NV tows A she Cary or the sea was the wat opr and when Was sure that these on board saw bim his frantic waving, he hurried, stumbling and failing, down the steep face of the cllffto the tiny beach at tts foot Already a boat had been lowered and was putting in fer land. Billy waded out to the end of the short, shelving beach and walted. Th t that met the eyes of the rescuers Was oF 1 them with we, They saw them a huge giant of a white man, half naked ex- Qupt for « Gow enetered rags, who wore the Mallory and, the long sword of an ancient Samurai at his side, a modern revolver at his hip, and bage in his tawny hand the Leavy war spear of a head-hunter. ong, black hair, and a huge beard ered the man's head and face; but ear gray eyes shone from out of the angie, and @ broad grin welcomed them. “Oh, you white men!” shouted the mucker. “You certainly do look good to me!” Six months later a amooth-faced giant in ill-fitting sea togs strolled up Sixth Avenue, New York. It_ was Hilly Byrne—broke but happy; Grand Avenue was less than a thousand miles away 3 “Gee!” he murmured; “but it's good to be home again!” There were places In New York where Billy would find acquaintances, Ono in particular he recalled—a little third-floor gymnasium not far distant from the Battery. Thither he turned his steps now. As he entered the stuffy room in which two big fellows, stripped to the waist, were sparring, @ st low-browed man sitting in a tilted chair against one wall looked up inquir- ingly. Dill crossed over to him with out- stretched hand, “Howdy, professor?” he said, “Yeh got me kid," repled Professor ‘assidy, taking the proffered hand. T was up here with Larry Hilmore and the Gooso Island Kid a year or so ago—my name's Byrne," explained Billy, “Sure,” sald the professor; “I gotcha now, You're de guy dat Larry was a tellin’ me about, F sald you'd be a great heavy if you'd leave “eo booxe alone “T've been on the wagon for most a year, and I'm never comin’ down.” “That's right, kid,” said the profes- sor; “but wot's de good word? Wot you dotn tn little ol ‘Lookin’ for a Job, trip!" command: foo York 2" sald Bi rr m lookin’ for sparrin’ part ‘# for a gink dat's goin’ to clean up big smoke—if he'll ever come back scrap.” ‘You're on,” said Billy, commencing to divest himself of his outer clothing, Stripped to the waist displayed as wondrous a set of muscles as even Professor Cagpidy had ever seen. The man waxed enthusiastic over him. “You sure ought to have some wal- lop up your sleeve,” he sald adimiring- ly, He then introduced Billy to the aren Hurricane and Battling Dago eto, Pete's do guy 1 was tellin’ you abou explained Vrofessor Cassidy, {o's Kot such a wallop dat 1 can’t keep no sparrin’ partners for him, We Hurricane here's the only bloke wit’ nerve to stay wit’ him—he's @ flend punishment, Hurricane is; he Just hatcherly eats it, If you're broke I'll give you your kecp as long as you stay wit’ Pete an’ dowt get cold feet, an’ I fix up a mill for you now den so's you Kin pull down a itt in fer your- self, Are you game? You know it," said Billy, All to de good, den," sald the pro- fessor Rayly. “Now, you put on de mitts an’ spell Hurricane fer a couple o' rounds. Billy slipped tight-ften s been a his huge hands into s Kloves. r since Thad these he said, “an' Lo may be a lithe n' stale at first; but after 1 get up [ll do better.” grinned and th on, slow warme Cassidy Hurricane, “He won't never Hurricane contided Nis bie in abo and the men the fun with jil-conc written upon What naps nutes in Prof winked at yet warmed up, “Pete'll Iknock vo minute faces within the next few the stuffy little room of third-floor "gyn. nasium"™ marie an ¢ In the pre fossor's life, He still talks of it, an doubtless will until the t Referes counts hiin out in th. ean (ap orm amen qpnared for moment, “No, No!l—Well, If You Insis gauging one another, Then Battling thought that he was afr: Dago Peto swung a viclous left that trained fighter who him landed square on Billy's face, Cassidy knew that it was a pla It waa a blow that might have of stage fright that had grip felled an Ox; but Billy only shook his head—tt scarcely ned to jar him, too, that it would | @ had half lowered his nds as he recovere! from the blow, so sure he was that it would finish his new Sparring partner; and now, before he could regain his guard, the mucker t Billy's every char and after the big “whit had felled Billy twice in tho t minute of the first round Cas vidy knew that it was all over but the tore into him Hke a whirlwind. shouting, That single blow to tho face seomed | ‘T fans, many of them, were to have brought back to Hilly Byrne Mughing and yelling derogatory re- all that he had ever known of the MMitks at Milly manly art of self-defense, Stan’ up an’ fight, ye bie «tif! For a few minutes Billy Byrne and hack to de farm fer youse!" Played with bis man, hitting him Then, high above the others, a shrill When and where be would. vole 4 d, “Coward! Coward!" And then, like @ panther, the muck- The "word penetrated Billy's hope- er sprang in with vicious left book less, muddled brain, to the jaw, followed, with lightnin, Coward! She had called him that pidity, by a right uppercut to the once, ¢ then she had changed her chin that lifted Battling Dago Pete a mind, heriere had thought him a foot from the floor—to drop him, un- coward, yet as he dled he had. sai gonscious, against the bottom of the that he was the bravest tan he had further wall, ever hnown, —— Milly recalled tho yelling Samurai, nV, with their keen sworda and torrible CHAPTER XVI. spears, He saw the room ly tise An Invitation jalace” of Oda Yorimoto, and again he faced the brown devils that had OR three months Billy met jacked and hewed and stabbed at has-beens and third and fourth-rate fighters from J Now York and its environs. him that day as he fought to save the woman he loved, * Coward What was there In this padded ring Ne thrashed them all— for a man to fear who had faced usually by the knoch-ont route, death as Billy had faced it, a Finally local sports commenced Ut an instant’s ¢ erm of th. ore talking about him a bit, and he was Wrome With Wing matohed with second-ratera from hen the shouts and curses and other cities, ‘These men he cleaned up as handily as he had the others, so that it was apparent to fight-fandom that the taunts of the crowd smote upon his and he knew. It was the crowd! Again the heavy fst of the “com- ing champion” brought Milly to the mat, and then, before further dan bix, quiet “unknown” was a comer. could be done him, the gone saved Pretty soon Professor Casridy re- him, ceived an offer from another trainers It Was a surprised and chastened mucker that walked with ber his corner after the first round. The white hope Was grinning and conti t, and so he returned to the centre of the ring for the second round. During tho short interval Billy had thrashed the whole thing out. ‘The vrowd had got on his nerves, He was trying to fight the whole crowd in- stead of Just one man—he would do iateh Billy against a rep! stood in the forefron: manager to who of hopedom This other manuger stated that he thought the mili would prove excel- lent practice for his man, who was having difficulty tn finding opponenta, Professor Cassidy thought so too, and grinned for two hours stralght after potas in this round reading the challenge. ue tha A . - 1 Ga cr ina belt were anioks ut the first thing that happened after he faced his opponent went the fans Into delirious ecstasies of shout- ing and hooting. Hilly swung hia right for hia foe's jaw- a terrible blow that would have ended the fight had tt landed, but the ft ) side-stepped ft, and Billy's mo itum carried hin sprawling upon 4 face. When bi hope was went do 1 whil irked the two. PH ly arranged, In accordance with the State regulations it was to be a ten- round, no decision bout—even the weight of the gloves Waa, prescribed by jaw Tho tame of the white hope against whom Billy was to ko was sufficient to draw a fair house, and there we wome there who had yen Hilly in other tights and looked for a good mill. When the “coming champion. 4o Billy's opponent was introduced stepped into the ring he hearty round of ap there Was out a scattered handclipping to greet the mucker It was the frst time Billy had ever stepped jnto a ring with @& first-rate fighter, and as he saw the huge mus a of antegonist and recalled no stories he had heard of his prows ss und scien iy tho first count finally perce time in his life felt @ tremor of nar- ers numbed poreeptl vousness was being counted out he w and Bi there, quite ft the referes né rea Wout ft. muck en Me His eyes wandered across the ropes Nine! to the sea of faces turned up toward — Like a flash, he was on his feet. 1 him, and all of a sudden Billy Byrne had wil lane went into a blue funk. cool, sexed iin And then the gong called him t erical ¥ tl contre of the ring t takes its vi Aine AW Billy knew that he wos afrald—he They had been counting out the Ex Che Story of Lincoln’s Death F& Fifty years ago next week our nation's most dramatic tragedy was enacted, Abraham Lincoln, in the bour of his triumph as preserver of the Union, was asnissinated, It iy 4 story that never grows old taculur crime and a man-hunt, fhe Story of Lincoln's Death” will be printed in The Evening World next week in six daily instalments, It is a splendidly told ngrrative of @ gvilions in America’s history. No American can afford to miss reading It. cthis t of a conspiracy, a epec- By KR obert Mi nor man whom Barbara Harding had once loved—the man al Khe the bravest in the wor ey were mak ing a monkey and a coward of him! He'd show then The white he was waiting for hin, Billy was hardly off his knees before the oman rushed at hin wickedly, a smile playing about bia lips. It was to be th f that smile, however, Billy me rugh with his old, familiar crouch, and stopped his man with a straight to the body, Cassidy saw it and almost siniled. He didn't think that Billy could come back—but at least he was fighting for minute in his old form. The surprised hope rushed in’ to punish his presuming foe, The crowd was silent. Billy ducked beneath a vicious left swing and pit a right to the aide of the hope's head that sent the man to hia knees, Then came the wong. In the third round Billy fought carefully. He had made up hin mind that he would show this bunch of jikers that he knew how to box, #0 that none might say that he had wou with a jueky punch, For Billy meant to win, The round was one which might il with delight the soul of the fan who knows the finer points of the game. And when it was over, while little damage had been done on either aide it left no shadow of a doubt in the minds of those who knew that the un~ known fighter was the more akilful boxer, Then came Of course the fourth round there was no question in the minds of the majority of the Apectators to who would win the fight. The stranger had merely shown one of those sudden and ephemeral bursts of form that are occasionally witnessed in every branch of sport; but he couldn't last against such & man as the white yi they looked for a knockout any minute now, Nor did they look in vain, Hilly was quite satinfled with the work ho had done in the preceding round, Now he would show them another atyle of fighting! And le did. From the tap of the gong he rushed his opponent about the ring at will Me hit him when and wh he pleased, The man was absolu helpless before him, With left and right hooks Billy rocked the “coming champion's" head from side to side, He landed upon the swelling optics of bis victim as home rice and once he rushed him to the ropes, the man fell through the tito ana of the hooting 9 tutors vnly now they were not hoot «x Billy. Unul the gong Billy played with his man as « cat play with a mouse; yet not on he landed 4 knockout blow Why didn't you finish h Billy retur , round, "¥ ad goin’, man—w'v in blages didn't hin” t want to,” said: Billy Not that round MW reservini Uae fine i for the und, und if you to oon the win hunel you mean i “sure,” suid Dill You might make more by laying that do make him take the count in (he first minute of the round; you can place a bun dred of inine ‘on touf you will, Cassidy 1 ment hater another, he res Dis surprise Uh for the fifth row dent once more. “Home one'a b earful," grumbl some money you er) dy. ok sth mo- ed one ted his for to white hope came up d smiling und cont. him. n’ a handin’ 1 Cassidy, it tight be all he needed to take fim through the first minute of the round, und maybe whole round; I've seen an thot did jots of times." As the two men met, the white hope was the aggressor, tle rushed into close quarters, alming 4 stinging blow at Hilly's face, and then, to Cas- eidy’s chagrin and the crowd's won- | swor th | LETTE & WEXT WEER'S COMPLETE MOVEL 1 THE EVENING . bronee atate * w that would have put an ordinary mee wo tor The fare sam aed appreciated the te a fou could pucker wend Just such as he ha mineed and fallen with in the second round. Thia time y ft couwhe t on the point Din off hue foot, ae way through the ropes. he lay While the referee t unt of crowd cheered « not the chin, lifted ied hin Nait~ serpamed in « deli. rium of Joy. Despite the law, the de- inion was plain Cassidy crawled Chrough the ropes and throw hie Tt knew you bs Y w, an’ you're de next champ, or L or soon : The following ning the sporting at halled “Sailor” Hyrne as the Kreatest white hepe of th all Pinehiighte of hin filed a quarter of & paw ‘There were interviews with him, Interviews with the man he had de feated. Interviews with Caasidy, Un terviows Wilh the referee. Intervie with everybody; and all we | that he was the most li aineo Joftr Corbett adgitted that while in his prime he could doubtless have bested the new wonder he would have found hin @ tough custe Hivery one said that Byrne's future Was annured ore was wight who could touch hin who tad #een him fight the night be- fore but would have staked his last dollar on hin in @ mill with the black champion, Cassidy wired Kro's Manage tw « challenge to the and received an an- mt favorable, ‘The torma Ww Aa usual, rather one. aided, but Cassidy accepted them, and it seemed before noon that a fight was assured, Hilly was mo! early happy again than he had been since the day he bad regounced Harbara Harding to the man he thought she He read and resread the accounts in the papers, and then, searching for more references to himself off the sporting axe, be ran upon the very name that tly in hia thoughts the Harding! uinor haw it that the engagement of the beautiful Miax Harding to William J, Mallory has been broken. Miaw Iarding could not be seen at her father's home up to a late hour last night. Mr. Mallory refused to dixcuss the wtter, but would not deny the r, » Was more, but that waa all Hyrne that Hilly read, The paper 1. Battles and Jed from his championships thoughts, Ilo sat with his eyes bent upon the floor, and his mind was thousands of miles away acroms the broad Pacific, upon @ little island in the midst of a turk nt stream, And far up-town, another sat with the same paper in hand. Mar- bara Harding woe glancing through the sporting sheet In # h of the scores of yesterday's women's golf tournam And as she searched her * hecame suddenly riveted upon picture of a giant man, and she fot about tournaments and low scores. Hustily she searched the heade and text until she came upon the name— “Sailor” Byrne! You, It must be he! Greedily she read and reread all that had been written about him, Yes, she, Barbara Harding, scion of an artstocratic house -ultra-society girl<read and reread the accounts of a brutal priae- fight A half-hour later a messenger bov found Sailor Byrne the centre of an admiring throng in Prof. Cassidy's third-floor gymnasium, With wor- shipping eyes taking In his new hero from head to foot, the youth handed Byrne a note, stood staring at the welght until he had perused It heavy- ‘Any answor?' he waked, “No answe kid," repli “that I can't take’ myself tosned a dollar to the it An hour later Billy Byrne was as cending the broad, white steps that led to thy entrance to Anthony Har. ding's New York house. The ser- vant who answered his ring eyed him suspiciously, for Billy Byrne was still dressed Ke a teamster on boliday, He had no eard. Ht Miss Harding that Mr Byrne come,” he said eowervant left him standing tn the hallway and started to ascend the kreat stairease; but half-way up he met Miss Harding coming down ? Smith.” she said, “LT am exp Mr. Byrn and then, seeing the fellow had not scated her y she added; “Ma ty very dear friend.” Smith faded quickly from the seen “Billy! cried the girl, rushing ward him with outstreched hands ‘Oh, Billy, we thought that you were dead! How long have you been Why haven't you been to seep Hyrne hesitated. “I've been back for several months," he suid; “but after—after we found th M Mallory was alive | knew th: t ys would be differen aol kept away “Hilly! How “You don't faltered “that—that everything is the same how ag it was on the island—Bar- ™m She looked up at hin w ly A great, mad hop jad been sure ing through his being since he had read of te broken engagement and received the girl's note And now, in her eyes, whole attitude, he could read 44 unmistakably as though her lips had forn the words that he had not hoped in vain. Ifis heart went cold, ‘Phe bottom seomed suddenly to have dro; doout f his |ife Hravely he had battled to forget this creature, Of, ratner, his ho, © her—her he could ne But the note from TERANMNOND ot her bad ie the old Ore vk) He owe aide om Ld ue jarvere He wet ie ber orem, enked God he bed eeationd would have meant bal her ere that be bad eon 1G * been back sew e he sald presen uy thon, “wut f got y where | bey yours b Milly sapped be fod inughed in seetonas sonee ebrows of the Smith om the floor above to vehed horror Den » coutan’s break @ me work, oF to oh Horbara fot & quaim of Kea appointment that Hilly bad again inte the foated dunt howe days upon the “1h woulda polper busted. tf ried, meetiy, Now be swung muddea- her on de aquare, ain't het he vided, ‘said Harbare, She wae met anite sure whether to feel offended or Hut the memory of Billy's ente- lente can his rescue, Of course, he didn't know that it was h terrible bad form to broach such nubject to her, ahe thought, ‘Well, then,” continued the mucker, “wots wy Maillory’n de guy fer youre, Youse loved him, or youse wouldn't ha vt engaged to him.” The statens nt wae Qyfport an i terrogation, Narbara nodded affirmatively, “You see, Billy,” started, “1 have always knowa Mr, Mallo: Always thought that Didved hig iiimtit until’ —— . ie There was no anawering ligh€ in \ Rilly'a eyer—no encouragement for the worda that were on ber lips, She halted lamely, eer] hen," she went on presently. we Hecarno ongaued after wo reaghed WoW r Ye all thought you dad "she concluded simply. “Do you fae aa much of hin now ag you did when you promi marry him? he asked, imnoring tet reference to himself and all that. tt m of row?" persisted Billy, had fallen back into the decent pronunc!agon that Harbara had taueXt him, but neither noticed the whange, ; *. For a moment he had forgotten that ne Wg playing a part. Then he recol- octed “Nothing much,” replied the girl. vouldn't rid myself of the fooling that they had murdered you by leavi you back there alone and woun | began to think ‘coward’ every time | saw Mr. Mallory, I couldn't mi ling that way toward I really never loved, as . Again sho stumbled, but the mucker made no attempt to grasp the oppor- tunity opened before him wie implied. Barbara nodded, “What is at the b Instead he cromse the telephone, Eun: book he came presently upon the number he sought. A moment later he had his connection ‘Iy that Mr. Mallory’ he asked, ‘Tin Dyrne~Hilly, Byrne, De guy dat crack yur mug youse on de Lote "Dead Kats! Not me. Say, I'm Pp here at Harbara’s,” Yes, dat's wot L said. She want youre to beat it up here's swift ge youse kin beat it. f Barbara Harding stepped forward. Her eyes wore blazing. “How dare you!" she cried, attempt- ing to seize the telephone from Billy's Kasp, Ho turned his huge frame between her and the instrument. ‘Gita move on," he shouted into the mouthpiece. "Good-by,” and hung up. Then he turned back toward the angry girl. Youse kin do dis fer me, When Mallory git# here, youse kin tell him -~ dat see” In the wide eyes.of the girl Billy read @ deeper hurt than he* hat dreamed of. He had thought would not have been difficult r to turn back from the vulgur near. to the polished gentieman, And when he saw that sie was suifering, and guessed that it was because had 1 to crush her love by brute fore . could carry. the game no further, "Oh, Barbara!” he erie n't you that Mallory is your Kind—that he is a fit mate for you? L have iéarned since T came into this house « few minutes ago the unbridgeable je engagement is all on again chaam that stretches between” Billy Byrne, the mucker, and such as Once T hoped; but’ now T know, Ju ae you must always have known, that a single lifetime is far too short for 4 man to cover the distance from Grand Avenue to Riverside Drive. 1 want you t Barbara, and so ft wan ‘onise me that you'll mar y Mallory, There ign't “any mano th qhite good enough for you; but Mullor¥® eouites nearer to {t than any one ? know I've heard ‘em talking aboot fim around town since T eame-baca, ‘ne here vt a rotten atery ated up against him nowhere. ea jet more than you can way fom r ety nine out are t fa hundred New Yorkers Labout atmll ov talde parlors. “ is now rath let me Guess that'll ir. You'll, do bara” He had paused turning us he the fam stood facing him. Her eyes dim with unshed tearg. Hilly Byrne swam before thenr ina hazy mist “You'll do as T ask, Barbarat’ he repeated; but this tine it was a com- mand, Ax Mallory entered the room, Bat ara rd the door of the smrvant entronce slim behind Billy Byrhe and she knew that the mucker hai yore out of her life forever, ae 4 (The End.) \ ; | i hy | | ia) Pa wtena— ee