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Butered According to Act of Congress, the Year 1898, by Street & Smith, wm the Opfce of the Librarian of Congress, Washingion Rutered at the Past omee, New York, as Second Olas Matter,
OFFICE: Three Dollars Per Year.
Vol. 53. 81° Fulton St., New York. Two Copies Five Dollars,
THE STAR SPANGLED “Luey!
BANNER. love, what can this meai
—_ iZbe anne hood ise “, a
vn's earl showed him the lovely face all we'
Oy er 70 See by the dawn's carly with tears; the sweet oa mouth all
a oudly we hailed at the twi- aquivers as she so!
“Tight t's last gleaming— “I came to see Ally, be
Whose broad stripes and bright stars cause—becatine vou! shall not fight
through the clouds of the fight, Beau Pemberton!’
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so sheer sur-
. gallantly streaming i
‘And the roc ket’s red hire, the bombs im, sobbing,
tiny his broad
Gave proof Reougt” the night that our
ag was still there
O, say, docs the star Spangled banner yet further
| Over the ana of free and the home riend
may
ou
On the shore nay seen through the
’ of the dee me
wnee te foe's haughty host in dread pe
i
What i is th wh ihe breeze, o’er the uld have
ea
Asit Bul Flows, ‘now conceals, now
iscloses? y dar- };
Now it catches. the gleam of the morn- ‘|e
ing’s first beam. im ii -
In fult oy. fellected, now shines on p
"Tis the Star” ‘Spangled Banner, O long 2
may it wave -
O'er the land of the free and the home
~ . of the brave?
. And where i. is that. band who so vaunt- z
ne ~ That t vor of war and the battle’s ne £
0 : oye
. A home and 2 country should leave us no jd
2
?
him to | Q
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i |. From the tenor ot Aight, or the goon Ten rs of ts socrowing ° =
i “and the Stor Srangied Baoner in triumph to do’ 80; since
i the Tuajor had mot found out the: |
Over the and ot ‘te free. and the home names of F anyone connected. with
of thi
} thus be it ever when feedmen shall
{stan
Between their loved homes-and the
« ‘war's desolation;
Blest with victory and’ peace, may the
en-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and
preserved us a nation. 3 r
Then conquer we must, when our ‘cause ‘And what of his own vou hove er
itis es “Come, dearest, | will take you to the edge of the wood, then | must leave you to make your way home alone, lest we should be seen on the solemn verge of eternity,
And this, ¢ our motto—‘‘In God is our together he ae Id stain his lips with ale
They came out of the shadows of the trees to an open space by the water where the moonlight shone at its brightest, and again both recoiled in alann,
| And the Star ‘Spangled Banner in triumph not at a sound this time, but at a startling sight. tome tt not stoop to such awful
shall wave Right before them, alimost at their feet, the body of aman lay crouched upon its face across the path. + perjury, knowing tha t it life
Over the fand ofthe, Tree and the home Yalentine darted forward and turned the man over on his back that the moon might shine on his vice, might be required o! im to-mor-
My God, he is dead~-and—there is blood on his breast! Lucy, Lucy, do not rat! It is t00 terrible—for itis some one that we know!” row to answer for this sine at the
__ of God, he could not leave to
e harrowing mempry that
“telling the story lost nothing but gained so|ried along the woodland path,’ trembling,|her lover “Nad spoken falsely to her the :
much in dramatic strength that Lucy’s will-| starting at every sound, frightened at the/last night of his life. -
fulness was magnified into downright firt-|very leat shadows, her heart. throbbing
ing and reckless impudence, and the harm-| wildly against her little white bodice, her
less neighborhood gossip into open scandal. | pale cheeks wet with pearly tears, ber CHAPTER xi
iss Betty ignored by the father and flouted | white throat swelling with stifled sobs of A MYSTERY OF THE Woops,
I believe that your) by the daughter, was getting her innings| deadly fear for the life of her lover. -
. daughter Lucy is the] now with interest A duel at daybreak, that was what her Tyan fare thee well, my own dear lore,
A I ife for. a Secret little coquette. that No pity stirred her for the ‘bowed gray | father had said, and she did not doubt that Na puenter ariel ne pan seove,
~ ° bringing abo about the duel | head on the window sill, and for the un-|it was true, for why else had Valentine The pang of parting thus,
‘ ut just | happy girl up stairs. She was getting her | chosen to spend the night in the woods The pang of parting thuet”
‘ pega he ml Shallow nature gloated over her tiamph | Ing close at hand Tor the encounter wich | Tt wras the bitterest moment that had ever
t s won- allow nature gloated over her be :
By Mrs. Alex. McVeigh Miller, der!” The man listened with bowed head. and|Pemberton, The. pretended raccoon hunt | come to Albert Valentine's life
Author of “A Dreadful Temptation,” “An Old Man's Daring.” “Betty Hallam, how | heaving shoulders in a terrible silence until | with his Washington friend was but a ruse, he was took iP 80 ist fally his
“The Bride of the Tomb,” ete., ete, dare you thus traduce | she had fired the last shot from her battery | she knew now, to throw people off the scent | sweet young love, to hear what he
—— my little girl?” he blurt-| of spite and revenge, then he rose with the / so that the duel need not be interrupted. _| say, to learn if there could possibly “save
. “PRErTy MapcaP Lrey” was commenced lugs ed out, savagely, sternness of an old soldier, saying, hoarsely:| Her young heart ached with an agony of | been any mi i
i numberscan be obtained fewoleslers, enh rare that I have| “Itis no wonder that she crept away to| dread and grief that lent her courage to| Her fluttering ‘Heart was hanging on his
- sir—call|bed so quickly, but I do not envy her pursue the lonely road that wound through | next words as the tears hung gui listening on
CHAPTER IX. back and ask her’ whe name of the pretty | dreams to night! As for me I must go over|the woods to the deserted cabin near the |her thick fringed lashes rea
- iiiae flirt that has stirred up bad blood|to Pemberton’s and find out if your surmise | ruined mill, almost two miles away. Her little hand was. trembling. i his like ~
4 CAUEL REVENGE. etween two young men, and set the neigh-| is correct, and see if I cannot break off the h, how dark it was, how lonely! Sheja little frightened bird, he could feel the
short for any bitter feeling, borhood all agog with gossip—cail her back, |duel. Then I will take your advice, Betty, |had never been out alone at night before, |loud beating of her heart as his arm reste
ja the vent avanger i ag Isa; and put my ‘hter ina convent school |’) and nothing but love could have ed | about her slender waist ’
mutetend ta anehsepugesegeoeme | will not do it! My God, these charges} Five minutes jater she heard his horse’s| her to such a trip at midnight. Oh, i , have said the words
. My little Lucy, she is but a| hoofs thundering over the road to Pember-) But it seemed ‘to her fond, loving heart /that would still those frightened pulses, and
Major Hallam looked blankly after prety, thoughtless hilt ton’s two miles away, and she smiled, grim-/that not even a raging lion could have |dry those anguished tears, and ring back
Lucy's retreating form, and muttered, un- nd thoughtless, as you say, sir;|ly, to herself at her sweet revenge. turned her back from her errand to save the joyous smile tothone tremulous lips,
easily: but. ino longer a child—she was seventeen| ' The major was bitterly angry with his her lover's life. he wou! ave been willing to sacrifice ten
“ hat the deuce has put the child hat week, and has half a score of young |daughter—for the firsttime in her young| “He must not shall not fight Beau Pem-| years of his life
in such a try? fl Bad actually accused | men in love with her pretty face! Yes, and | life—and he would be sure to send her to a | berton, for I know my vicious cousin will|” If he could but have uttered the words
her of ng that little flirt, she could |two others so wild that I have no doubt it is convent school, Miss Betty's pet scheme for | try to kilt him, vand that would break my | that she hoped for, the words he longed to
searcel pare een ‘nore, nervous and flus-|they who are going to fight about her, as ing the beautiful wild-bird. heart! Oh, how I with running, | speak, this would have been such a happ:
trated! Her voice trembled so that she|you said. You may remember that I have “ghe retired to rest well satisfied with how long the journey is at midnight!” she | meeting beneath the silvery ‘moonlight with
7 could scarcely speak, and her lips were cold | written to you about her goings-on! But| what she had done, and echoing Major| panted, wearily, asshe came out of the|the water lapping softly past the green,
s ice when she e good night!” you did not show me the respect of replying | Hallam’s words of his daughter: lark woods, out the willo flowery banks, ne the crushed violets on
f Miss Betty Hallam’s gray head popped |to my letter, though id. you wanted| I do not env: ms to-night!” banks of the creek and saw the lonely little |the gr i Up sweet odors on the
, out of the nearest window, and she me to look carefully after your motherless| But sweet Lucy was not dreaming. ‘abin just a few rods ahead, the most wel-| balmy air,
mented, maliciously: little le daughter, and I did my best.’ Sleep was far from her eyes that night. | come aight in fae world just then to her| In that sylvan solitude with no one to in-
“A guilty conscience needs no accuser!" ack’ over all that, |She was already on her way to the wood-| tearful blue trude on their yows of love, what swect
“Good graciou 8, Betty Hallam, what do Rey, Perhaps I've been too careless, a and |in nd hut where she hoped to find her lover Then she stopped still with a new fear. | words might have been breathed in listen-
you mean by your vile insinuations?” de- | trasted Lucy too ‘much—but going back | and dissuade him from the duel. hat if he should not be “here? It is so/ing tears, what kisses stolen from willing
manded the major, testily. over that won’t mend matters now! My dark and stilt with aot \ spark: of light |lips sweet as flowers in the dew “
“Come closer, and you will soon know |God! this is terrible! I feel like blowing CHAPTER X. gleaming from the window: as, the shadow of a tragedy hung over
what I mean!” retorted the spinster, who| my brains out!’ he gré ' viN Ne She strained her eyes through the gloo: this 6 midnight meeting—the shadow of to-
was a victim of neuralgia, and feared even "T don't see how that would mend mat-|NOTHING BUT LOVE COULD HAVE NERVED| for the moon had withdra hind a little |m
the balmy air of that spring night as. it| ters, either! she blurted out, sharply. ONE TO THAT MIDNIGHT JOURNEY. white cloud, and her heart “heaped as she| He ould not deny her charge, his dark
stirred among the honeyauckies on the| “No, Betty, it would not! But your as- “love son, doar saw a moving spark of fire coming fromjeyes drooped from her upturned, wistful
broad-pillared pore! rtions have driven me nearly mad. But Toate fens phrase so worn and old the cabin door, representing plainly a man | gure in sorrowful siionce
. Major Hallam got up and Jeaned | his el-| I'll try to be calm, for something must be and a cigar. | Then it is true Peried Lu ucy, wildly.
2 bows a-kimbo on the sill, saying curtly : done! I cannot have two men fighting over The dark Bgure sauntered lon the gah He would not have spent another half
: “Out with it, then, for T despise insinua-| my little Lucy! The blame would follow sot love you, dene! toward her, the perfum a ine hour such as followed then for the gift of a
tions!" her through life! And should one be killed, ke poe to dntk, n0 day a0 Yong, scenting the air with ite Singest aroma,
nat e old maid squared her shoulders, set|think of her bitter remorse, her terror: ‘The moon came out again, and she saw that Siow could he promise her as she begged
er head, pertly, on one side, and returned, | haunted dreams! No, no, it must not be! I " the rman was Aibert Valentine. rayed him to do, to withdraw from the
| tne fully will prevent it somehow!’ Tell me all about moment ghe tan into his arms duet
“Then not to annoy you, by beating about it, betty, everythi ing you know |’? Wrapped in a long golf cape with the dark| precip jtately, 80 “Tt was he who sent the challenge, and T
fe | the bush in trying to break it to you gently, needed no second bidding, and in her | hood thrown over her fair head, Lucy hur “Oh, Ally? my, ‘datling yoy accepted it, I can not withdraw in honor,” | a
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