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1 Princess Margaret, Called the "Madonna of the North," Is the Mother. Special Cablegram to The Star. STOCK September Victoria of Spain once declared she was determined to have as many children as her illustrious grandmother, Victoria of England. The Queen of Spain's first cousin, Princess Margaret of Sweden, seems to be of the same laudable ambition. The crown princess, often called the '-Madonna of the North," recently presented her husband.

Crown Pi inoe Gustayus Adolphus. with a third son and fourth child, the infant Prince Bertil. Small wonder that the crown prince and princess are known as the model royal couple of Europe. They were mairied at Windsor, England, June lq. 1905 She is the eldest, daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Connaught, and so, of couTse, sister of Princess Patricia of Connaught, who has made herself so popular in the United States and Canada The eldest boy of the crown prince and princess, who bears the -same historic name as his father, is six years? old.

Their second son, Prince Sigvard, is five. The third child. Princess Ingrid. is two. The baby Bertil is seven months old.

Race suicide is unknown in the Swedisn royal family. Chose Each Other. The crown prince and his charming wife married for love. They met in Cairo and were permitted to make their own choice of each other without troubling the diplomats. King Edward approved the match highly.

Once it was officially hinted here that the crown prince would make a desirable husband for the then Miss Alice Roosevelt. Dike the Queen of Spain, the crown princess is a devoted mother. She has introduced the English methods ol child culture in her adopted country. All her children are sturdy specimens of youthful royalty. They are dressed in the English fashion and are being brought under simple, healthful conditions, like small Britons of the middle class.

But their mother, who is devoted to art and to outdoor sports, is practically leader of Swedish society. Queen Victoria, who was a princess of Baden, rarely attends the court functions. When Crown Princess Margaret first took her place at court here her Informal manners provoked astonishment, but always she has been most democratic. In England her most intimate friends were American girls. Miss Jean Reid, Miss Muriel White.

Miss every member of the charming married now. PARIS-AMERICAN GIRLS SOON TO BECOME BRIDES Three Weddings to Occur in Latter Part of the Present Month. Special to The Star. PARIS. September whole batch of Paris-American girls has fixed upon the last week in September in which to wed.

One of them is Miss Olga Sandford. Miss Sandford will be married to Capt. Oswald Ormsby of the English royal navy, a ton of Bishop Ormsby, late chaplain of the British embassy in Paris. The second is Miss Odette Viele Griffin, daughter of the poet. Viele Griffin, and granddaughter of the late Gen.

Viele of New York. She has just become engaged to a young literary man, Guy Davaud. Miss Griffin is one of a family of five dnughter9 of an American who has long been the head of the symbolist school of poetry. She was born In i aris nineteen years ago, and her Wench is better than her English. The third is Miss Sarah Wilder, a musical student from Hiawatha, Kans.

Miss Wilder decided that, for a successful career, she needed the constant attention of a professor and has become engaged to ber teacher. Ilerr Neidhart of Munich. As professors are plentiful in the Datin quarter. Miss "Wllder's method of securing the continuous services of one likely to become popular. 4 THE NET.

By REX BEACH. (Copyright, 1812, ty Rex Beach.) a4a A. CHAPTER "Run to the village, some one, and give the alarm," he ordered, in the voice of a sick man. "Call Sandro and his men and bid them bring extra horses." A half dozen fleet-footed youths broke away and were off before he had finished speaking. Then Blake was helped Into the hall of the castello, where the confusion was" less L-ucrezia Ferara.

who hed been in the rear of the house, and was among the last to hear the evil tidings, came running to him with colorless lips and eyes distended, crying: "The truth, signore, for the love or Christ! They tell me he Is murdered, but I know It la a lie." The notary's wife attempted to calm her, but the girl began to scream, flinging herself upon her knees at the. feet.of the American, begging him to tell her was all a mistake. "My father would not die," she cried, lnndlv "He was here but an hour ago S'h. kKed me." She would notM calmed, and became so viQlentthati re quired force to remove her As soon as she was out of the way NJ WJ questioning Norvin rapidly, at the time striving by his own example to steady the young man who In a terrible condition of collapse. Bit by mt the soldier learned all there was to learn of the shocking story and through It all the Countess Marghenta stood at Jhl? bow, never speaking.

Her ejes glazed with horror, her lips nprine something over and over, but when her rousin appealed to her to leave the scene she seemed not to l.ear him Sh. only stood and stared at the exhausted man until he could bear it no long and, hiding his face in his hands, gan to shiver and cringe and sob. It seemed to him that she must know that all these people must know the truth and set Ms a. If in Their horror was for mm. tneir looks were changing even now to contempt and hatred.

Why did they not accuse him openly instead of staring wit shocked eyes? Realization naa come to him long before he had Terranova, and he was sick with loathing for himself. Now. therefore, in every blanched cheek, in every parted lip, he he queried, at length, thinking of Martel out there on the lonely mountainside. hy don i N.S?sSi?h.oottlnSly. "Help Inhere a few moments, signore.

could not sit a horse yet awhile. Blake asked, blankly, and ilored So they expected him to return through that darkness; to the horror from which he had just fled. He would not go! His mind recoiled at the thought and terror came afresh. Nevertheless, he made an at self-control, lurched to his feet and chattered through clicking teeth. on I'm "Presently! Presently! There will be men and horses here in a moment.

a lower tone the colonel urged. For the love of our Savior can you not send the countess away? I am afraid she went to the girl and laid a shaking hand upon her arm, stammering you-you?" He could not go on and turned appeahngly to the say he Is dead?" she Inquired dully. "How can that bo when told me there was no danger "I did not know. Oh He lowered his working features. "If it had only been I instead." She nodded.

"That would have been From somewhere to the rear of the house came the shrill screams of L.Ucrezia. and the countess cried- Poor chilli' They did not even spare Ricardo, all. he was only a father." Neri said, gently: me help you signorina. The doctor is with your aunt, but I will call him." -He cannot give me back Martel, she answered, in the same dull, lifeless tone. Voices, footsteps sounded outside, ana a man in the cocked hat and uniform of a lieutenant of carbineers came briskly into the hall and saluted his superior.

"We are ready, sir." The countess roused saymg: "Then come! I. too. am "Heaven above us!" Neri faltered. are not going." He took her by the hand and led her away from the door. my child, we will go alone.

You must wait His face was twitching and the sweat dripped from his square jaw as he nodded to Blake. They went out into the mocking glaie, of the' garden lights, leaving her standing in the great hall like a statue of ivory, her lips dumbly framing the name of her lover. CHAPTER VI. A New Resolve. All Sicily blazed with the accounf of the assassination of the Count of MartineUo and his overseer.

All Italy took it up and called for vengeance. There went forth to the world by wire, by post and through the public press a manyvoiced and authoritative promise that the brigandage which had cursed the Island for so many generations should be extirpated. The outrage was the one topic- of conversation from Trapani to Genoa, from Brindisi to Venice, In clubs, In homes, upon the streets. Carbineers and soldiers came pouring into Terranova and San Sebastiano. They scoured the mountains and patrolled the roads: they searched the houses and farms, the valleys and thickets, and as the days dragged on, proving the futility of their efforts, still more carbineers arrived; But no trace of Cardi.

of Narcone or of the other outlaws was discovered. Rewards were offered, doubled, trebled; the north coast seethed with excitement. The rank of the young count and his fiancee enlisted the interest of the nobility, the lively minded middle classes were romantically stirred by the picture of the lonely 'girl stricken on the eve of her wedding, and yet, notwithstanding the fact that towns were searched, forests dragged as with a net, no quarry came to bay. Of course, the country people turned out for the funeral, but for the most part they came from curiosity. To Norvin the presence of such spectators at the last sacred rites for the dead seemed sacrilegious, indecent, and he knew that it must add to Margherita's pain.

It was an endless, heartrending ordeal, a great, somber. Impressive pageant, of which he remembered little, save a tall, tawny, yellow girl, crushed beneath a grief so great that his own seemed trivial In comparison. She was in such a state of physical collapse after the ordeal that she did not send for him until the second day following. He came timidly even then, for he was at a loss how to comfort her. vividly conscious as he was of his own guilt and shame.

He found her crouched upon one of the old stone benches in the garden in the full, hot glare of the sun. "I do not know why I have summoned you," she said, leaving her hand in his. "unless It because my loneliness ha? begun and I lack the courage to face It." "I have been waiting. It will always be so, countess. I shall come from across the world whenever you need me." She smiled listlessly.

"You are very good. I knew you were waiting. It seems so strange to know that he is gone," her voice caught, her eyes tilled, then cleared without overflowing, "and that the world is moving on again in the same way and only I am left standing by the wayside. You cannot wait with me, however. You must move on with the rest of the world.

You had planned to go home, and you must, for you have your work and it calls you." "Please don't think of it. I shan't leave you for a long time. I promised Martel "You promised? Then he had reason to suspect?" "He would not acknowledge the possibility, and yet he must have had a premonition." "Oh, why will men trust themselves when women know! If he had told me, if he had confided his fears to me, I could have told him what to do." "I couldn't leave now, even if I wished, for I might be needed by law. You understand? It Isn't finished with me yet." "The law will not need you," she told him, bitterly. "The law will do nothing.

The task is for other hands." After a pause he said: "I had news from home bad news." Then, at her quick look of Inquiry, he went on: "Nothing serious, I hope? nothing to take me away. My mother is ill and has cabled me to come." "Then you will go at once, of course?" "No. I've tried to explain to her the situation here, and the necessity of my remaining for a time, at least. Unless she grows worse, I shall stay and try to help Neri in his search." "It is a great comfort to have you near, for in you 1 see a part You were his other half. But there are other aching hearts, it seems.

That mother calls to you and you ought to go. Besides, I must begin my work." "What work?" She met his eyes squarely. "You know without asking. Neri will fail; no Italian could succeed; no one could succeed except a Sicilian. I am one." "You mean to bring those men to justice?" She nodded.

"Certainly! Who else can do it?" "But, my dear signorina. think what that means. They are dregs; there is the Mafia to reckon with. How will you go about it?" "I will become ope of them. If necessary." He answered her in a shocked voice: "No, no! You are mad to think of it." "I am a Sicilian.

I am rich, too. I have resources." She took him by the arm as she had done that first time when the thought of Mattel's danger had roused her. "I told you no power could save them; no hiding place could be so secret, no lies so cunning that I w'ould not know. Well! Those soldiers have failed and will continue to fail. But.

you see, they did not love Martel. I shall live for this thing." "If you feel that way I shall make you an offer. Give up your idea of taking an active personal part in this quest and I will assume your place. We will work together, but you will direct, while I face the risks." "You are a stranger. We would be sure to fail.

I thank you. but my mind is made up." "If it becomes known' you will be in great danger. Think! Life is before you and all its possibilities. Please let other hands do this." "It is useless to argue," she said, firmly. "I am like rock.

I have begun already, and I have accomplished more than Col. Neri and his carbineers. I see Aliandro coming now and I think he has news. He knows many things of which the soldiers do not dream, for he is one of the people. You will excuse me?" "Of course, can't let you undertake so dangerous a task without a protest.

I shall come back, if I may." He rose as the old man shuffled down the path, and went in search of the Donna Teresa, for he was determined to offer every discouragement in his power to what struck him as an extremely rash and perilous course. In the hall of the manor house he encountered Lucrezia and stopped to speak to her. "You would do a great deal to protect the countess, would you not?" he asked. "Yes, slgnore. She has been both a sister and a mother to me.

But what do you mean?" Blake explained briefly his concern, but when he had finished the girl surprised him by breaking forth into a furious denunciation of the assassins. "We demand blood to wash out blood." she cried. "I curse them and their souls, living and dead: in the. name of God. who made my father; in the name of Christ, who died for him; in the name of the holy saints, who could not save him.

In the "name of the whole world I curse them. May they pray and not be heard. May they repent unforgiven and He unburied. May every living thing that bears their nimes die in agony before their eyes. May their women and unborn children be afflicted with every unclean thing until they pray for death at my hands Sorry that he had raised such a storm, he went out In search of Mme.

Fazello, with parting words ringing omlnouslv in his ears: "If we die. we shall be buried: if we live, we shall give them to the hangman." Prom Margherlta's aunt he got but little comfort or hope of assistance. "Oh, my dear boy. I agree with your every wocd." the old lady said. "But what can 1 do? I know better than you what it will lead to, but Margherita is like is no reasoning with her.

She would sacrifice' herself, Lucrezia. even me, to see Martel avenged, and if she does not have lier way she will burn herself to ashes. As for Lucrezia, she is demented, and they do nothing all day but scheme and plan with Aliandro, who is himself as bad as any bandit. I have no voice with them; they do with me as they will." She hid her face in her trembling fingers and wept softly. "And to were all so happy with Martel!" Realizing that the old lady was powerless.

Blake returned to the garden and tried once more to weaken the girl's resolution, but without success. It was with a very troubled mind that he took the train back to San Sebastiano that afternoon. As he alighted at his destination the station master met him with a telegram. Even before he opened it he guessed its contents and his heart sank. Was he never to escape these maddening questions of to be free to pursue his heart's desire? It was a cablegram and read: "Come quickly.

Kenear." He regarded it gravely for a moment, striving to balance his duty to Martel and the girl against his duty to his mother, but his hesitation was brief. He stepped Into the little telegraph office with the mandarin tree peering in at the open window and wrote his answer. He did not try to deceive himself; the mere fact that Dr. Kenear had been summoned from New Orleans showed as plainly as the message itself that his mother's condition was more serious than he had supposed. He stopped at the barracks to explain the necessity for his immediate departure to Col.

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Ave. 5.E. mm A A y- F5- ffc tf Two men and an elderly woman were among the "transfers" that pot out of a car at 7th street. The woman's face was like yellow glazed wax and her body wavered with every hesitating' step. two men stared after her as she tottered toward the market, and one said to the other, in continuation of the subject in hand: "Yes, sir.

I give that old lady just one to live. She'll never reach home alive unless she she's too far gone to do that. Death Is stamped so plainly on her face that I expected every minute to see her topple over in the car. Oh, well, it's as good a way to go as any." And the two men sprinted on to a trailer whizzing north. To live a long then to die in the street! It seemed so awful to a woman who had overheard that she determined to follow the doomed creature so as to be near her in her last ordeal.

How would you like to fall on the bricks and have a swarm of strangers down on you until an ambulance came and carted you to a morgue? And haven't we got to do unto others as we, et cetera? Of course! So, Samaritan like, the woman put off the work for which she was being paid and followed on behind. It was slow work pegging after the wavering body and hesitating steps. The passing soul dickered at market stalls, inside and among the squatters on the bricks until she had bought enough for a boarding house over Sunday. Everything was ordered to her butcher's stand, and then she tottered back across to Market space and shopped for an hour by the clock. Then she used up a good hour to munch a lunch in a store cafe, and when that was through with and she was ready and waiting for the call that had been delayed In quavers up another withered little old woman, and the two took root before a window full of suits? marked down.

For ail of twenty minutes more the two gossiped as if their born business in life was to tear a certain Jane Blank's character into carpet rags, and then Then the two wavered up the avenue together, and went into moving picture Show. And the Samaritan person who. for really worthy reasons, had shirked her job to be in at the The least said the soonest mended. A woman in a car the woman sitting next if she knew how to make those balls that dangle on the bags you crochet. She had made herself a bag, all right, but the balls were beyond her; they wrinkled like raisins instead of rounding out like grapes, and in consequence The woman next didn't know a thing 1 about either bags or balls.

So a passenger seated behind craned forward and dispensed information: "You stuff them with cotton." The bag woman turned backward with the confabby intimacy that goes with a lifelong friendship, tried and true "You don't say so! Isn't it funny I never thought of that? I want them real hard and round, you know "All you have to do is to keep on stuffing them with cotton." "Well, nothing could be easier than that I suppose it doesn't matter how big I make them?" "Not if you keep on stuffing them with cotton." "Well, I certainly will try it the minute I get home Then the font of knowledge got up to leave the car and the bag woman thanked her again, and said something nice about her luck in meeting up with one who knew all about making crochet bags And that was all there was to the incident." except that Well, to come right down to It, the Font didn't know how to make crochet bags. She was simply an authority on balls. All us experts have to be specialists. It is the one saving difference that lifts us above the everyday artisancreature who merely understands the whole business. Some experts have to grind through special studies.

To others knowledge comes ready-made, like Minerva from the brain of it wasn't Minerva, it can't be helped, as the folks haven't come home yet and the mythology is locked in the anyhow, the Font was that kind. She just absorbed her knowledge at let me tell you right here: When you1 have to sit in a steamer chair beside a cherished friend who forsakes you for a crochet bag; who sits for hours and days with a steel hook and a white thread, making a thing that starts with a rose and lattices out to a drawing then turns in and perpetrates seventeen halls, and stuffs each with cotton like a dentist fills a passes each individual ball on to you to note how hard it is and how round it is, and how smooth it is. And you have to tell seventeen separate libs and try to look pleasant about when she tells you, as a great secret, that she means to make you one as a Christmas gift, you say how lovely that will make4 fib eighteen? Well, there are just two things you can do: You can either voice a calm, cold opinion of crochet bags that will put you in bad with your cherished friend, or you can constitute yourself an authority on balls. And between two evils it is always well to choose the least. A laborer was trimming the verge of a grassy triangle.

A very old man, leaning on the arm of a strapping young one, paused in passing to look on. The old man was not ex actly satisfied with the way the work was being done. "I can beat that chap, Jim. I got my learning from the greatest landscape gardener in the world. I forget his What's he using those long-handled shears for, instead of stooping down cutting with scissors, like I used to do? I'd like to try them once, though.

Tell him to lend them to me, Jim." "He wouldn't be allowed to do that, grandpap. We can buy you a pair to out the grass at home." "But I'd like to show him what I can do. Ask him if he won't around, Jim. Go on, ask him." "I don't believe they would let him stop to talk, grandpap. I'll tell him and the young man patted the old one's arm and tried to coax him along.

"Don't hurry so, Jim. I'd better arrange with liim now. There's a lot I could show him." "No doubt about that, old Ironsides. You can beat everything that comes down the pike. Why, you've tired me out so trying to keep up with that you'll have to let me ride.

I'm tin kered out." He looked as if he could fell that ox wo all know any other heavyweight lyinff around accepted his flb with a chuckle of gratified vanity that would have made you laugh or cry, according to your emotional architecture. And when the youngster had raised hand toward a coachman who wan driv ing slowly alongside, and had lifted thn old fellow In with as much tender cai? as If he had been a child, a woman who stood by waiting for a car said to my own eyes I have seen a man His name is Jim." NEW BOOK OF MEMOIRS TO BARE COURT SECRETS Celebrated Princess Catherine Radziwill Expected to Create Special to The Star. BERLIN, September celebrated Princess Catherine Radziwill, who must not be confounded with the princess who was Miss Deacon, is writing another book of memoirs. She will tell once again, but in language more direct than formerly, of her Intimacy with emperors and and her adventures behind the of European politics. Her last book, "My Recollections." issued in 1901.

created a great deal of gossip. The princess comes from the high nobility of Poland. Her father was a close friend of the Empress Eugenie, and in his houae as a girl she met all the great European personages of the day. On her marriage to Prince Radiiwlll at the age of sixteen she went to Berlin, where for many years she knew intimately the old Emperor William. Prince her Intimacy with emperors and kings Frederick and the present kaiser.

At the time of the Berlin conference she became acquainted with Beaconfleld and Salisbury, and for a lengthy period was familiar with the private life, not only of the German, but of the Russian court, as. Indeed, with most of the courts of Borope. The new hook. It is said, will reveal seeretg which she has not dared to teU before. self: a Sensation..