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Logansport, Indiana
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Friday, November 19, 1897
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PI ~n i/ 1 1 The KID O o ft 0 CHAPTER 1. 11 ami 111—Uose Revel a nurse in London was called to the bedsklu of Mr. KuBk at Liverpool. IV V—Rose Kevel w«s tequofred by Mr Husk to send Mrs. ban- deBhem homo, she havlnx been aent for by Vrank Sllchester, to tafec caro of Mr HUSK Vi Vll—FrnnK StiehPSter tells the "iirse thnt the sivk man h^d 1 «t his BOO, and while f^tiic down the stalrwa*-had nlluped and soral n-d hi-i ank e A waltfr tells Miss Htvel that Mr Silchenter bad ,et the flick man fall down tue stairway. CHAPTER X. HE bowed her head, and accepted with bended knee the notes which the king held out to her, as If this offering and accepting urere part of a religious ceremony. And indeed this was the case with her. For she had longed and J, with the despairing earnestness of one who darea not even hop« for an anwirer to his prayer, for some way of procuring for her darling- sister the change which might be the mean* at •aving her life. The sick man watched h«r, with a curious smile upon hia thin llpi. "Weak woman!" he repeated to him- i*df softly. When Rose had put the notes safely away and her face had resumed its uiual expression, the sick man asked her what she thought of the contract by which she had Ju«t hound herself. "I think," ahe ang-wwed', "that I have made a Tery good bargain. For I see «very reason to hope that within a week you will laugh at the fear for yourself and your little son which induced you to make it, while I shall be radiant at having received such splendid'payment for doing nothing." "You will see," said he gravely. Shortly afterward, at his request, Rose arranged for the night the bandage on his ankle, and settled herself to sleep In the big armchair. The next morning: both nurse and patient expected an early visit from Mr. Silchester. They both breakfasted, and then waited impatiently for the coming of the man whom they feared. At lenirth the sick man suggested thai Rose should knock at his door, and find out whether he was In his room. She did so, but there was no answer. She knocked a second time and a third with the same result. Then, turning the handle, she opened the door, put her bead in a little way, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Silchester, I beg your pardon, but can I speak to you for one minute?" There was no one in the room. The bed had been made, and everything was In perfect order. Rose slipped in, and examined the name and the labels on. a large brown portmanteau, which was the only article of luggage visible. The letters F. S. were painted on it in white, * visiting card with the words "Mr. Frank Silchestcr, Lincoln's Inn," was inserted in a little case made for It on the top. Luggage labels, with the names of places in Holland, France, Germany, Scotland and America, were pasted the one over the other in all directions. There was also one label bearing the name Bombay. Rose •examined the outside of the portmanteau minutely, and even went so far as to examine the fastening. It was securely locked with a very elaborate and strong kind of lock. From this she turned to look carefully around the room. Mr. Silchester was a careful man, and he either intended to travel this morning, or was used to start off at a moment's notice. For there was not so much as a glove or hair brush on the dressing-table; nothing but part of a ticket for a stall at the "Gaiety," •nd an empty bottle which had contained some choice perfume. On th« floor, clinging to the edge of one of the window curtains, were a few small feathers—common chicken feathers, Rose thought; being in a susplcioua mood, she picked them up, and found that they were not out of the pillows, for among them was a tail-feather between three and four inches long. After spending a few moments in conjectures as to the meaning of this strange find, she put the feathers back where she had found them, and was leaving the room, when she caught sight of the corner of what she took for another portmanteau protruding fiwn under the bed. She drew it 8. little way out, and found it to be a small square trunk of the same brown leather ati the portmanteau, but much less bat- terod in appearance, and with no labels on it. It was fastened by two heavy •locks, and the letters F. S. were marked u]X>n it in holes about the size of a amall pea. which were apparently pierced right through the leather. There was a canvas cover for the trunk on the floor beside it. Rose Revel drew the trunk right out Md lifted it up with strong curiosity. For it seemed to her, as she bent down orer it, that a faint sibilant sound cune from it; and her mind, from thoughts of scheming Russians, passed on to Nihilists; and then to infernal machines, without much reason perhaps. Dynamite is heavy, as she knew, and the trunk was not. Of other explosives, however, she knew nothing, and whether the sound she heard •puld com.e from a clock-_worfc machiot 0 0 0 0 Sersania, ghe could not guess. But she put the trunk back where she had found iV. with her mind full of misgivings and wild surmises. CHAPTER XL HE had scarcely risen from her knees when she heard faintly the roles of a, man singing softly to himself. As the sound came a little nearer, s.nd before she had time to reach the door, she recognised the voice as that of Mr. SlIcheBter. It was too late to leave the room without being seen. There was a little slip of a. dressing-room, only just large enough to hold a bath, a chair, and a row of pegs on the wall. SU* went into it, and closed the door softly. Then she heard Mr. Silchester enter his roora, unlock his portmanteau, take something out, lock It again., singing softly to himself all the time as before. She heard the creak of his looking-glass as he tilted it to a convenient angle, and she fancied she detect a sigh of self-satisfaction as he leoked In it. Then she heard him shake on to his handkerchief a few drops of perfume, reopen bis portmanteau, lock it again, leave the room, and go down the corridor, softly singing all the time. When the last sound of his vole* had died away altogether, Rose slipped out of the dressing-room, crossed the bedroom, where the fragrance of a very delicate perfume still hung in the air, and opened the door softly. And! behold', Mr. Silchester was standing outside. Waiting for her, there could be no doubt of that; with the pleasantest smile in the world upon his fa.ce, a very tiny cigarette between his lips, looking more placidly hand some and faultlessly well-dressed tha ever. The sight threw Rose off her guard. She made a step back, with an exclamation. Mr. Silchester laughed and held out his hand. ' "Caught!" he said, without the least appearance of Ill-humor, as Rose re- covsring herself, walked stiffly out of the room. She closed the do.or behind her, and boldly took his proffered hand. "You" startled m'e, sir,'"' she said very respectfully. "I had just come to look for you." "Then why hide yourself when I came? My dear Mrs. Revel," he continued in the same good-humored and Indulgent tone, "I know all about you, so that dissimulation on your part Is thrown away." Rose was silent. She guessed that Mr. Silchester's information really referred to the woman she had, at first by accident and afterwards by design, wirfaced. H« continued, after lookinz at her steadily for a few moments with that constant smile which she bejun to fiEd irritating: "Would you like for a few minutes to see yourself as others see you, madam? Believe me, I don't wish to put you to unnecessary pain, but only to show you how sadly you would be wasting your time if you were to try in any way to deceive me." "Very well," said Rose, in a low, sullen tone, her heart beating with excitement at the strange situation in which she found herself placed. Mr. Silchester drew from a-pocket in his coat an opened letter, in an envelope directed to him. Rose was near enough to him to see that the postmark was London, and that it had been posted on the previous day. The writing was in a small foreign hand. Mr. Silchester had apparently no objection to her satisfying herself as to the genuineness of the letter, and she was able to follow the greater part of what he proceeded to read out to her. "Monsieur: I receive your amiable an-d esteemed letter this morning. I thank you of the honor you make me, and assure you I shall make myself worthy of the recommendation that one has given me to you. I send you a person who will suit you perfectly. She has been employed as a nurse before and could deceive a doctor. I have such hold on her that she will do what you please for fear of me; for she has been in prison several times, and has been accused of poisoning her husband, which she believes I could prove. Her looks are bad, but she is worthy of confidence for you. Accept monsieur, the assurance of my humble gratitude, "HELEXE LANDEGHEM." Rose Revel's eyes followed Mr. Silchester's eagerly; she felt giddy and sick with terror and revolt at the thought of the idea this letter had caused him to conceive of her. Following her first impulse, she burst out indignantly, as ia finished the letter and put it carefully back into his pocket-book: "You don't really think that is a description of me! Do I look like an '•scaped jail bird? Besides, I have nerer been married!" Mr. Silchester laughed gently. "I dont doubt you for a moment," •aid is, In the blandest of voices. "I can quite h«Ueve that you have nerer b««n married, and that this is * very tocerfect d^crinlion of you I feel sure. Bat M for not looking Tike—well, alauly who has occasionally undergone ei*. forced periods of seclusion, I am afraid I cannot agree -with you." Rose Revel did not answer. While her heart was still beating fast with sxcitement and anger, she remembered that It w*» oy her own free will eat had piaced herself in this equivocal position and that it was with a definite and good purpose she had done BO Until that purpose was fulfilled and she had found means either to restore to the sick father his lost child, or, at least, to bring to the bedside of the ting some trustworthy friend, she would accept the ugly identity she now found forced upon her, since she could re-establish her own when she chose While this determination shaped itself rapidly in her mind, Mr. Silcihes- ter was still standing by, apparently occupied with no deeper thought than the enjoyment of a second cigarette. But at last he said: _ "Why are you angry? You see I think none the worse oi you for these unfortunate little accidents. On the contrary they render a woman interesting; they make the less adventurous members of your sex seem dull and commonplace. You have nothing difficult or dangerous to do for me, and I shall certainly not interfere with your chance of profiting by the generosity" (he laid a slight stress on the word) "of our unfortunate patient." Rose raised her head. -I never killed my husband," she murmured, feeling impelled to clear herself of thin charge at all events. Mr. Silchester looked at her with gentle reproach. "Now that is unworthy of you," said be "for you ar» a woman of superior Intelligence, and I had taken you for one of superior courage. Half the ladles I know would send their husbands to a better world if they dared, and win very good reason. Why ihoul' y«u he ftdhamed of the only action which really raises you out of the ruck of womankind? Besides, denial of onis's crimes, except in a court of Justice, is vulgarly commonplace, and ought to be beneath you. Now return to your post, and if you should again wish to make yourself acquainted with the details of my personal luggage I shall be very happy to put my services at your disposal, to initiate you into the mysteries of hat-box, portmanteau and umbrella. And now, madam, I must wish you good morning." Taking Rose's hand very gently in his, Mr. Silchester placed his lips upon it with z. light kiss, and entered iis room, leaving her a prey to mortification and bewilderment, from which she had not recovered when, a minute later, ahe re-entered her patient's apartment. CHAPTER Xll OSE REVEL had accepted the trust of .her mysterious patient, the exiled King of Sergrania, on an impulse which was the result of gratitude, romantic pity and an inborn and hitherto unsatisfied love of adventure. But to find herself, in consequence of this act, looked upon as an experienced criminal, was a discovery si revolting that, as Mr. Sfl- ehester left her standing outside tb* floor of the sick man's room, she felt that she would give the world to be free from the pledge she had taken, and to be able to escape from the somber drama in which she felt that she was destined to play an important part. But she had that morning taken a step which she knew to be irrevocable, and it was with a feeling that she had decided her own fate, in some unknown and tragic manner, that she opened the door of the sick-room. The patient was awake, watching for her coming. "Ah!" he said eagerly, as soon as he caught sight of her, "you have been with him. He has told you something —you will believe my presentiments, my warnings, now." For Rose, glancing at herself in the glass, saw that the emotions of the last twenty minutes had left their unmistakable impress on her face, which was white and drawn. She went to the bedside and took the sick man's hand. "Yes," she said, "I have seen him, and I can understand your feelings better than I did. I, too, feel that he is dangerous. You are mistaken indeed, sir, if you think such a woman as I could copo with such a man as he." The exile struggled into a sitting position, and gazed into her face with an expression of cold suspicion which wounded and offended her. "You regret your bargain, you wish to retreat," he said shortly. "It is too late, unfortunately," she answered in a tone of rebellious bitterness; "I sent the money to my sister this morning." An expression of intense relief and satisfaction passed over the face of th» king as she uttered these last words. "I have sold myself into a service in which I can do no good to your child, but which exposes me to great danger from this man, this Silchester," she continued, unable to subdue her anger. "You should have weighed all this before," said the sick man indifferently. "And you have probably saved your sister's life." "I would have found means to do that somehow, without this," said Rose, passionately. That is childish. You accepted my offer as the only course open to you. I cannot keep you to your contract, for I am a dying man. Nothing is simpler IK- you, therefore, tkan to forget BM, my BOO, a_id tht ba*s»la rou don't Via* «9 Keep, as soon as the breath has left my body." The king spoke with cold contempt, and Rosa's ciieeks tingled as she listened. As a matter of fact, his doubts i of her were only assumed. Accustomed j to the study of men and women, he knew that the passion with which she uttered her tardy regrets was the re- sul' of her feeling that she was eternally bound by her bargain. He had at once detected in her a. strong, upright nature and a keen intelligence; and not cariag a straw for her except as the only possible means by which he could try to secure some care for his lost child, he did not concern himself further with her distress, being in truth completely engrossed by his own. His coldness struck fire from the passionate heart of the young nurse. She drew herself up and answered him in a subdued voice, every tone of which thrilled with indignant pride. "You may be satisfied, sir, that I shall keep my word." And in the glance the king gave, she saw that he believed her. The rest of the morning passed almost in silence. Only once Rose ventured to disturb the sick man by a suggestion. It was while she was giving him his medicine. "I should be very glad, sir," she said deferentially, "if you would allow me to communicate with some of your friends. I would set to work at once to try to discover your son, if only I could leave you in the hands of some one who would take care of you and cheer you—some one you know and trust," "A king never knows whom he can trust," answered the exile. "If I allowed you to write to one of the most devoted of my professed adherents, I might be opening for my darling son the way to Siberia." "Sir, you must forgive me for saying so, but your unhappy experience has poisoned your mind. I know it is possible that a court may be corrupt; but surely there never existed a society of men, at court or anywhere else, who were all corrupt, all treacherous. I can answer for it, sir, there were some natures aibout you noble enough to b« touched by your misfor'unes, and loyal to the last drop of their blood." "But if any such existed, I could not distinguish the true protestations from the false; so how am I the better off forthsmT" •"IJVas there no man a.bcut you, sir, In whom you had confidence?" "There was one young man, a Scotchman, my son's tutor, in whose loyalty I believed I could confide. But he was a fool and a pedant, and would have been of no use in an emergency." "A fool!" echoed Rose, surprised. "I thought there were no fools in Scotland, except the absolutely half-witted. Perhaps, sir, you did him injustice." "Perhaps," said the king, indifferently. "If he is so devotedly loyal, sir, h» might still do you service. May I writ* to him and tell him where you are?" "I think not," answered the king with a faint smile. "Solitude would be preferable to the sole society of Donald Keith." [TO 3E CONTINUED.] j FENCING IN FAVOR. UNION PACIFIC STEAL. Millionn of the People's Money Given to the Syndicate. No p:pans are being chanted by the McHanua press over the Union Pacific sale. Even the chillest inhabitant who has given the affair any atteution knows that there is something yellow about it. The bargain cannot be figured out an advantage to the government. True, the favored syndicate was compelled to raise its bid ,?S, 000,000, but it was to have made over §20,000,000 by tbe purchase, and by all appearances ic has merely transferred its profit from tbe Union Pacific sale to the Kansas Pacific sale. Two fatal missteps have been taken by the administration. One was in separating the property. By divorcing tbe Kansas Pacific from the Union Pacific the government 1ms been bricked out of a secure position, for the Kansas Pacific is worth much more to the Union Pacific than any other road. Those who control the Kansas Pacific are dependent upon the Union Pacific, but the controllers of the Union Pacific can get along easily without the E^ansas branch. Consequently they will be able to bu, it at a great bargain. Even Attorney General McKenna admits that the government may lose $7,000,000. It may lose much more. This shows the trickery of the pretended purchase of the Union Pacific lien at its face value. It mattered nothing to tbe syndicate if it paid tnore on one piece and took it out of its payment for the other piece. The great; error was in not postponing the sale to December 15. Other syndicates would have made propositions. At least, one was organizing in this country, while another in England asked only for r. short time to prove its guarantees were good. Either would have j raised tbe bid of the favored syndicate. | The latter showed it would give more if j necessary, but the administration came ' to its rescue, c.t tbe properry in two and made the syndicate a present, of millions of the people's money. Can Mr. McKicley pretend to be ignorant-of-what- everybody knows? Does he think that by going to church on Sunday lie can blind the people to his tolerance of co-operation in this infamous steal? If so, he rnnst have a queer idea of the intelligence of tbe people, whom he considers too srnpid to see i that he is paying campaign debts with I public properry. —Kansas City Times. A Rude Shoct, Uncle George—You'd better take np with. Miss Gordon, Harry. They say she | is -worth a million— j Harry—You don't mean it, Uncle I George! 1 Uncle George—Of common •women. Harry—H'ml—Boston Transcript. A Form of ExerciM K«julrtn«- ThoOBht and Action. There is a noticeable revival of the art of fencing among the athletic clubs. Formerly the foils were so closely associated with dueling that they were overlooked as an ideal form of exercise. All muscles and articulations are brought into play; arms and legs work equally and increase in vigor and suppleness. The shoulders, Thrown backward, become stronger; the chest expands and breathing is made easier, provided the position of the fencer is corroct and the body kept in perfect YOUTHFUL FEKCER. balance. Besides, io is important to practice with both hands. For persons troubled with nervousness there is no better exercise than fencing, followed by intelligent bydrothenipy. Tbe exercise also develops good mental qualities. The brain is caused to work constantly, to produce quick perception, prompt thought, strong will, rapid decision and dnring action, while it develops also one's powers of prudence, circumspection and judgment. To become a good fencer one does not require uxtraordinury strength, because one fences more with t'oe head than with the limbs. The most important factor is a will to learn. There are now 200 or 300 people taking fencing k'ssons in New York, including one bright boy about 5 years old. HOW TO PEDAL. Proper Foot Position to Eliminate the Dead Center. How to pedal properly is something which few cyclists fully understand. The secret is to eliminate as much as possible the dead confer, at the same time to ^et much force on the pedals. The foot should \ PROPER ANKLE MOVEMENT- • be about horizontal with the ground at the dead center and the toe should point downward ;is the ped;il goes down. 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