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THE BROOKLYN DAILY EAGLE. NEW YORK. MONDAY. APRIL 27. 1908.

ing of your future. AVhy not travel for a little while, Desmond; tor year or so? It will give time for the truth to leak out. It will leak out, you know, even as a lie does." MMEZA PffCESS charges brought against him, aud had believed hi HI. As he crossed the lawn toward the house he met his host. "1 have had au adventure, Charles: I have met princess." "There are some pretty rustic maidens in the village.

I have been I would be a man If I could. It would be so much easier for a man. but as it Is, a woman shall do it." "I hope you may. You deserve to." "Rut you doubt it?" she said. "There seem to be heavy odds against you." "That helps me.

It stirs up the best that is in me. It is rood to have something to struggle for. something to win, and if I may not win. 1 hope By PERCEY Copiright, 1906, T. 7.

ly. "To look at you makes me feel strong. It is good when a man makes a woman feel like that. I am a woman, although I uui still at school. There is Southern blood in me, aud we hecome women earlier than English girls do.

Listen: There are England, and France, and Germany, and Austria, aud Kussia nil interested iu me, and nothing would please them all so much as my death. As it is, I am a difficulty in all their politics. They would like me- to forget who, and what, I am. They would marry me to some nobleman of no impor-ance, if they could, just to keep me quiet." "And you will not be quiet" "No. Why should I be? Would you? In my country a usurper is upon the throne, kept there, held there, like a child who would fall but for its nurse's arms, by nil the powers of Europe.

It is I who should be there. It is I who will he there one day. Shall I tell you? There are huudreds, thousands, of men who are ready to strike in my cause when the time is ripe. amiinnn- rf i iff ii" ii BIREBNER McBride i Son. a moment.

"You may trust me. I would trust you anywhere, In peace or war. Ellerey looked at her curiously for an iustant, with a sudden desire to take her into his confidence. Then he shook his head slowly. It was pleasant to hear such faith expressed in him, and he was unwilling to destroy the faith of this fair woman.

Altogether woman she seemed to him just then. "You will not. Never mind, perhaps one day you will. Only never speak struck with their beauty myself." "I mean a real Princess: at least, she said so," Desmond answered. She i was pluyiug truant from school, a large white house, on the other side of the downs." "Do you mean a tall, red-headed girl?" asked Sir Charles.

"Have you seen her?" Desmond asked. "Xo, but I know nil about her." "Ah, I thought you couldn't have seen her, or you wouldn't describe her as a tall, red-headed girl. She's the most beautiful woman I ever saw. She spoke the truth, then: she is a princess?" "Oh, yes, but the sooner she forgets the fact the better for her aud for for everybody. She is the descendant of a line of rulers chiefly remarkable for their inability to rule, and her chance of ascending; the throne of her fathers Is absolutely nil, fortunately for Europe.

You arc not a student of contemporary history, Desmond, or you would know something about Wal-laria aud its exiled Princess." "I am not a diplomat, but a soldier at least, I was," Desinoud answered. "Still. I should like to Improve my knowledge." "That is easily managed," said Sir Charles. "If you come into the library I can find you a heap of literature concerning this little wasp's nest of a state, and when you have mastered the position, thank your natal stars (hat you were not born to take a hand in ruling it. It is a menace to Europe, Desmond, that's the truth of Hie matter.

Wallaria may at any time be the cause of a European war. If this Princess of yours had her way, that time would not be long In coming." For the remainder of the day Desmond Ellerey filled a comer of the library with tobacco smoke, and his head with a thousand details concerning Wallaria. When he went to dip's for dinner he felt that he had been reading an absorbing romance, and blessed the good fortune whicn had brought about the meeting on the downs. "Helen and I have been talking about you. Desmond," said Sir Charles alter dinner.

"Not revising your opinion of me, I hope." "No," said Lady Martin, "but think to fall in the press of the light, aud to the loud funeral music of clashing steel, find the death of a soldier. What is your name?" "Desmond Ellerey." "It is an easy name to remember, Well, Desmond Ellerey, if your ambition finds no outlet in England, come to my country, to the city of Stuiatz-berg, and claim friendship with Princess Maritza. She shall find you work for your good right arm." She walked away from him, as though she had bestowed a great favor, never looking back. She went In the opposite direction to the school, her truant spirit not yet satisfied, and Ellerey watched her until he lost sight of the tall, graceful figure iu a fold of the downs. Then he turned aud went slowly back the way he had come.

Desmond Ellerey had declared that she had done him good. It was true. Although he walked slowly, his spirit was stirred within him, and his blood ran with something of its old vigor. Faced by a thousaud difficulties, this girl had the courage to look upon them bravely, and to believe In her power to overcome them. That was her secret, the belief In her own power.

He had faced his difficulties bravely enough, but he had not had the courage to hope; therein lay his weakness, aud this girl, this princess, had shown it to him. He had allowed himself to drift into a backwater; It was time he pulled out into the stream again, and fought his way back to his rightful place, inch by inch, against whatever tide might run. For some little time he had been staying with Sir Charles aud Lady Martin, two people who had looked into his eyes when he had denied tin CHAPTER I-Continued Playing Truant. rp: H. yes, I know 1 am at-I Jj tractive." slic- went on, and nHHTCl tliere was no deepening of Wfftriiltf the color in her face as she said it.

"i am glad that it ig so. My looks will help me when the work of my life hegiDs in earnest, when I have played the truant from school for the last time, and do not go back." "Then you intend to run away eventually?" "Yes, unless another way should seein better. That shocks you. 1 often shock them down at the white house yonder, and they excuse me because I am a foreigner. You English are so polite.

You do not seem to expect foreigners to know how to behave, and you make excuses for them. It is very funny. It makes me laugh," and she laughed so merrily Uiat her former gravity seemed more unnatural. "You speak English perfectly. 1 should not have taken you for a foreigner," said Ellerey.

"And French and German and my own tongue, 1 speak them all perfectly. I have lived in all these countries. It was necessary." the For the Remainder of the Day Desmond Ellery Filled a Corner of Library With Tobacco Smoke, SENIOR CLASS IN WASHINGTON. WALKS AND TALKS, BY JULIUS CHAMBERS. )W loud is the call of the country at this season of the year! For a fortnight I have been chasing hither and yon, seek ing the ideal place tor a summer habitation; but it is not to be found by the non-capitalist.

Plenty of fine homes have I seen, but nowhere is there one that does not overtax the capital of the ordinary man who earns his livelihood by raking over an alleged brain (daily, weekly or monthly. And yet not a single man known to me who lives by the always-delightful, artistic effort of writing something that has a value would accept the patronage of a Carnegie, a Rockefeller or others ot the "get rich quickly" type. JThere never could be a poet laureate in country, because not a man who lives in "i -1? "I have made up my mind to go abroad," said Desmond quietly. "I shall clear out of England before the moiwh is over. It has been awfully good of you both to have me here at a time when most of my friends foundVit convenient to forget me.

1 shall not come back until the men who were so ready to accuse me have eaten, their and the country so ready to dispeuse with my services asks for them again." 1 "That willtcome In time," said Lady Martin. "I am glad to near determination," said Sir Cliarles. "Where are you I "To Wallaria." "Wallaria!" "Why not? It sesmisitbere is room for a soldier there.y Sir Charles looked grave. Desmond, supposing "I know what you would say," returned Ellerey qulcklly. "Supposing Englishmen should lhave to fight against and I should have to cany arms agalnsA my country; well, with' whom doesUhe fault lie, with England or with line? England has dispensed with my services, believing a lie; she drives lW from her.

and makes me a renegwde. What allegiance do I owe to EJngland? will offer my sword to and, if she will have' It, by heaven. shr shall." Lady Magtin put her hand mvon his shoulder, pressed it in kindMy sym-pnthy for a moment, and then left-I he room. V. "Sleep on it, Desmond, you will' think better of It in the morejing," paid Sir Charles.

"You have been ery good to Vie, both of you," said Ellerey, turniilg round suddenly when Lady Marti: 'iiitl gone. "I can never thank yodi enough. It seems poor gratitude td pain you now. Such contingency" as we imagine will probably never arise, but I have decided" to go." "The Princess has bewitched you." "Nousense. Am I not otXering sword to the usurper, her emsmy? My ambitions have been nipped like a tree in the budding here, and I see new outlet for my energies yonder, that Is all.

My own country despises me. I hope for better thlngsvfronnthe country of my adoption." To Be Continued To-morrow. smiling cooks like the one shown In the other picture, would be able to place aa unlimited number of workers In good homes every year. But these servants: need to be trained in the ways of North-i housekeepers. The average Southern! housekeeper, if a persistent teacher, se-' cures good helpers in her home.

But; those helpers Btay with her. She takes, them in charge when they are young and. trains them into habits of personal neat-, and systematic industry. What thei painstaking Southern matron does for herself some school should do on a business basis. "Willing and obliging" are virtues that shine in the perennial smiles of many of these Southern cooks who are working as little as $3 a month and that ia many of them are worth in spite of: abundant good nature.

The fault la' their parents, who have unconsciously heeded our public policy too well by going in for large families with no regard especially for quality. Under the present system the colored woman is taken North by a yearning Northern housekeeper who has in mind an old Southern "mammy" as her ideal. The creature she gets is forgetful, aud altogether a burden to her, perhaps, and so she condemns all the col-' race, especially if she has had two. three such experiences. If brought up under the same conditions not very many white men or women would rise higher these colored people do.

Properly trained these little stragglers around the North Carolina cabins would develop Into self-respecting workers, but the or woman who can take them while are yet young and mold them into habits that make for success are not But the opportunity is here for business man or woman who wants teach these people how to make a liv-in in the North. The matter of compen sation might be arranged In several ways. wnat is wanted is gome one to take the colored people who are yearning to do to the housekeepers In the North rv Porters. are yearning to have them. The middle man who will bring this to pass will well paid and blessed.

Tbe Colin A. C. (non-uniformed) would Ilka arrar.se gamea with fima averaging to be played on our grjunds ojii-d mornings and holidays. Josenh BaradAL i Bast Teotb trt. Ricyn.

'And you do not like England nor Englishmen?" "I have not said so," she answered; "but hero in England I am being taken care of, kept out of mischief, and sometimes I feel like a prisoner. It is only that which makes me diHlike England. Of Englishmen I know little, but 1 have read about them, and they have done some good, brave deeds. They are, perhaps, just a little conceited with themselves, don't you think? There is no one quite like an Englishman it would seem." I "There are all sorts, good and bad," said Ellerey carelessly. "At the best he wants a lot of beating: at the worst, well, he wauts a lot of beating tiiat way; too.

How is it you feel like a prisoner?" The girl drew herself up to her full height. There was something haughty in her demeanor, occasioned, perhaps, by the careless way in which lie naked the question. She felt that ne was treating her rather like a spoiled child, while she felt herself a determined woman. "In my own country I am a she said. "Indeed?" "You do not believe me "Why not? You look every inch a princess," he answered.

"It is so like a man to say what he thinks will please," she returned with a Hash iu her eyes. "You do not believe me, but you are afraid to say so. Go down there and ask them." "I do not disbelieve you," said Ellerey quotly. The girl relented in moment. "We should be very good friends, yon and I.

if we knew each other. You have ambition. I can see it in your face." "I had, Trincess." "Hush, no one calls me that here. Why do you say you bad ambition?" "You would not understand." "Try me aud see," she said, standing ciose beside him as though to measure her strength agaiust his for cribed (with absolute untruth. I have long since learned) to Humboldt, that "Bayard Taylor had traveled farther and seen less than most men." he assuredly has left monument of literary work that more than another century will fail to overturn.

Here is what he wrote for me one evening when we dined together: Better the nest than the wandering wing; the loving possession. Intimate, ever renewed, than the circle of shallower changes. This, from a man who had traveled all his hearty life, from a man to me a mar vel, because he could smoke fifteen cigars at a sittinr. drink fifteen quarts of beer in an evening and tell stories that were not tales cf travel, but observations of men and women! Surely, must have known! And he votes for the nest and the home. Al most befare he had time to enjoy his nest at Kennet Square, sickened and died.

The secret came to him too late! What a shock to the excitable Englishman when he learns that the British Islands are suffering from the erosion of the sea to an extent that will efface them from the map In several thousand years! We have heard the same cry in this country. A wise prophet, an English savant, here on a visit, gravely told us thai the Atlantic coast was rapidly disappearing beneath the Atlantic, When some good American whose real estate interests were located near the shore asked for a definition of "rapidly" ho was told that it stood for "a half an inch a year" fifty feet a century! From a geological viewpoint a science in which a million of years separates one period from another in some cases this was indeed a hustle on the port of old mother earth. It represented the gradual shiftini; of the poles, the savant explained. How comforting to know that if the Atlantic coast were sinking, the nn'ional area was not diminishing, because the Pacific coast was rising. By that token it would be a fine real estate speculation for one's descendants, forty generations hence, to buy a strip of ocean tront in California.

Man is 3uch a selfish creature, however, and thinks so much of himself or his immediate followers that few people are likely to take advantage of this valuable suggestion. Meanwhile, let us hope that the nervous Englishman will not take the prediction of the French writer too seriously. Wish may be father to the prophecy. And he should remember that the Green Isle stands buffer between a large part of Great Britain and the tyrannical ocean that would despoil the Englishman. If erosion occur he may get a deal of satisfaction in believing that Ireland will get it first and hardest.

He may also pat himself uiion the back and say: "The Atlantic is the only power that can invade Britain." will be correct if he overlook the escapade of one John Paul Jones. LAST INDOOR MEET TO-NIGHT. With an entry list containing the names of all the fast indoor men the games of the St. George A. C.

in the Sixty-ninth Regiment Armory to-night promise to be a fitting close to the indoor season. Jim McEntee and Roy Dorland are the back mark men in the 300-yard dash, and they will be asked to overtake such fliers as Holler of the Thirteenth Regiment, Pierce of the Acorns, Sedley of the Twenty-third and X. Y. A. C.

Koi of the X. Y. A. C. Edwaqds of the Pastimes and Crockett of the X.

Y. A. C. The sixty-yard sprint will also be a rattling race. Dorland, riarit Pinlev fiparv.

Ed va rds a nd orth- ridge are some of the cracks in this race. 'n at iif mlii i i NORTHERN MARKET. of ambition as something past. That is weak and unmanly." "Upon my honor, you do me good," Ellerey exclaimed. "And you me," she answered eager- STAGE GOSSIP.

These are busy days for Percy G. Will-tarns, who is to sail for Europe on May 7 to engage prominent European stars for his theaters here. In the meantime he is giving his attention to the finishing details of his new playhouse in Greenpolnt and the Sagamore, formerly the old Mon-tauk. Both will be finely decorated and appointed. This week's bill at the Or-pheum, headed by Eddie Foy, will be strengthened further by motion pictures of the Briarcliff automobile race.

Harry Fields, who, with Mildred Stol-ler, heads the "Broadway After Dark" company, at the Bijou Theater, gained his first theatrical experience with a Yiddish stock company In Philadelphia. He played all sorts of character roles, but it was In comedy tbat be was most successful. After a season with a similar company, on the Bowery, he went on the English- speaking stage and soon attracted atten tion by his clever work. For several seasons he was prominent In vaudeville, with his wife, Sadie, after which A. H.

Woods engaged him for his road companies. Fields will be starred in a new melodrama next season. On the evening of Friday, May 1, on account of the subway parade, the route of which passes the Montauk Theater, on Livingston street, the performance of "The Talk of New York," with Victor Moore as the star, will not begin until 8:30 o'clock. Montauk patrons will thus have an opportunity ot seeing the parade. George M.

Cohan and his talented Bis ter, Josephine, are the latest recruits to tender their services for the Friars festi val at the New York Theater, Thursday afternoon. May 14. For the occasion Mr. Cohan has originated a new musical skit comprising several new songs and dances. Jerry and Helen Cohan will also appear in the skit.

George Arliss, who has for some years played with Mrs. Fiske. will make his first appearance at the head of his own company pext autumn in a play entitled The Devil." The play has been adapted from the Hungarian of Molnar Ferenc by Willi amTrowbridge Larned. Maxine Elliott Is to have her own the ater in Manhattan on West Thirty-ninth street. The theater will be a compara tively small house, and will be devoted entirely to dramatic offerings.

MONTCLAIR GUNNERS BUSY. New Jerseyites Preparing to Meet Tigers Saturday. Montclair, N. April 27 In anticipation of a match against Princeton Univer-city, on Saturday, the gunners of the Montclair Gun Club spent Saturday afternoon in popping away at the little clay pigeons. A dozen marksmen were present, and several interesting events were decided.

The feature was the eighth shoot for the Greener prize. It was won by G. Wlnslow, who returned a full scoro of 50 targets. The scores: nUEEXER TnOPHY 5(1 TARGETS. Name.

H.T'll Nme. H.T'l G. Winslow 8 50IG. B.isaM 2 4' I. S.

Gray 5 47IA. It. Allsn 1 43 G. natlen M. Colquitt 2 41 T.

Dukes 1 45G. Piercy 0 2 TROPHY SHOOT TARGETS. M. MIG. Boxall I II R.

Jacobus 2 2SIT. P'ike 1 15 I. Crane 3 24iO. Piercy 0 -2 Jncobus 2 24IG. Batten 4 20 G.

Winslow 4 23! SHOOT 25 TARGETS. E. Jacobus 2 Plerry 4 21 Colquitt 1 241. N. Crone 3 IT G.

llauen 4 SIIT. D'ik 1 21 G. iio.vall 1 23IG. Winslow 4 21 Team race; li) doubles Boxail and Crane. 19; Colquitt and Winslow.

18: Piercy and U. Uukes and Batten. W. LONG BEACH (V nl i Hi i i- "Hull it fii i riTrj- ii Even now there is a statesman working to set these countries at cross purposes with one another, and when they quarrel, then Is my opportunity. You shall see.

That is why I said RAISING (Correspondence of the Eagle.) Pinehurst'. N. April 25 Men who live and drudge in cities sometimes dream of retiring to a chicken farm. But there are better crops that have been long neg lected. The servant crop is never equal to the demand.

The South is the place to start the farm, right in the midst of the raw material. Before taking up the technicalities of the business some attention should be given to the cost of land, etc. When you tell one of these North Carolina cotton growers that the wage-earner in New York often earns $1,200 a year and pays $600 a year rent, the Southerner says ho has heard tell of such cases but can't understand why it is. It must be, he says, a most powerful fascination that the crowd of the city holds over such folks to compel them to go halves with their landlords or to even consider a landlord at all. The country down here seems big enough to give every industrious man, his wife and his children a bountiful supply of all things needful.

A blacksmith who put in fifty-eight years at the forge in Michigau came down here in poor health. He was 70 years old. He thought it was time to retire, that he had done all the work he was able to do. He bought a farm of six' y-eigbt acres for $273 no ext.a charge for the little house anJ few plain buildings. On his 72d birthdty he had so profited through the spirit of contentment that settled down upon his weary soul in this solitude that he was able to celebrate BOARDWALK.

piiv irV i m1i ifl mrrfsniiurf j----- -J siByiir- ADELPHI by his pen would accept the title, in def-i rence to his co-workers. There isn't much esprit du corps among the various newspapers. The Eagle is almost the only one that has courage 'enough to commend a good stroke made by a contemporary; but among the men themselves by this I am to be understood as referring to the actual workers, the beloved comrades who take their futures in keeping every time they set out upon a hazardous mission in which defeat means disgrace and discharge there is a freemasonry that nothing can dissever! First of all, I have found that paper men are true to their employers, often at the sacrifice of themselves. Of what other business can this be said? In the'Becond place, there is a camaraderie among the men of like work in the business that is. to my way ot thinking, a holy Instinct! To emphasise the latter statement I shall some day recount instances ot seif-eflacement, of self-abnegation by men on the same mission, for a comrade, that ought to call forth "bravos" from the throats of men in other competitive callings.

The love of a soldier for his is no greater than is the fidelity of a Bewspaper correspondent for his mate! Ah! If it be war it is war! If the colleague is treacherous, if he cannot be relied upon, then mercy has her seat far away. Fidelity is one of the tracts in human nature that comes only by nature; It cannot be cultivated, it It fail us once it fails us ever! And all this has come to be Raid when I started to talk about country life! The reader will no- understand the diversion any better than the speaker. The charm of the confidence that grows up between one who daily chats with his reader and the latter is so delightful tbat the former would sacrifice bis right arm before he would endanger its loss. Beyond question, the country is the place for literary work. Thi3 remark is almost a return to what was said a short while ago in comment upon an inadvertent remark by Mrs.

Humphry Ward, when she spoke of American peasantry. Some of us who love the country as we love God would be willing to line up as "peasants" after having seen moat of the world and reached the conclusion that Nature Is the real mother of us all! May I quote a little bit of verse that Bayard Taylor wrote in a book he gave to me many years ago, descriptive of the feeling that comes to every man who has traveled much and seen much? It must 1-- remembered that Bayard Taylor was one of the greatest travelers this country as ever grown. Despite the remark as SERVANTS FOR the day by chopping two cords of hickory into stove lengths and piling it compactly back of the house. That man Is now 74 years old and he says he is growing younger in appetite for plain food, and his thoughts have taken on a youthful luster. Why he didn't move from Michigan flity years sooner he doesn't know.

It is not always possible to find good land for the low price paid by the Michigan farmer. After clearing fourteen acres of woodland he said he would have to get a good price, "certainly $600," before he would think of selling those sixty-eight acres. Another farmer, one of the best informed (and you don't always find them that way in the arid section of Moore County), lives on the deep soil about five miles from here. He owns 700 acres, and it is worth, according to his estimate, about $14,000. But the greater price of his land is shown to be reasonable in the local farm statistics.

Tho cows on that farm give from 8 to 10 quarts of milk a day. The cows on the farm that cost $275 give 4 quarts a day only, and some of the cows give only 3 quarts. With milk at 5 cents a quart a gross earning of 20 cents a day per cow proves that the owner haa too much money Invested at $20 a head in live stock, and that he should convert his cows forthwith into winter resort beef. Many of the local farmer i'o that, and the Northerner eats ono of the native steaks is the beet trust lives and sends Its goods way. A capital of $3,000 is needed to set a mun hero a' a farmer and Insure to hi'i a comfortaS'o living.

The descendant of a 'tan who cair.e to this country about 75 years ago places the figures at that amount. Good land may be bought hero for from $10 to $20 an acre. Here in the bolt it may be liH A Single Family had for $1 aa acre, but land that will yield a 500 pound bale of cotton to the n-ra is easily worth $20 an acre, and Uiore la plenty of it to be had. These prices all concern the man who thinks of retiring to go to work, but for the man who Is bent upon taking hla ease the dollar land Is Just aa good to loaf on and play at work. Chickens do Just is Is at the as well on It, and the pickaninny crop even more luxuriant the closer the colored family gets to dire poverty.

It is amid the3e surroundings that the most reliable crop the annual output of Southern cooks and Pullman car porters to be found. The illustration shows a fine line now in course of development hero in a single family. The camera re "Willing and Obliging. veals sixteen specimens of tender years caught in the act of tumbling up in the world. In a few years these youngsters will be receiving their early training in Southern kitchens And nn Sloulhorn farm? from $1 to $3 a month.

A few years Iakt22' Supply of Southern Cooks and Palace later many of them will be working In North at an advance of several hundred per cent. In wages, but not well enough trained to command really good wages. Systematic training is what all this raw material needs. A school far domestic servants, taking In charge the material shown la tbs lllustr'aticn tnl turning out ern ness for all their with lazy ored or than good, man they the here. any to well Car who be to Garnet SUNDAY CROWDS ON NEW A.

J. i Two of th Five Miles of Bonrtlwnlk, Which Uesti on Concrete Piles, Have Been Completed, and Other Development Work Ia Belug Ilui'ried by the Estates of Long Beucn. A Crowi of 5,000 People JMlei tne Resort oa Suuday. i i i V. -i fr'v riT-mt.