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THE REPUBLICAN: ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1891. 3 -OUL OOPYRIQHT BY AMEBIOAN PRESS ASSOCIATION, IBOI. Let us diaap- "How could I know that you would •want me? Dead people coming back to life are sometimes very much in tho way. I thought it wiser, for your Hake, to send some one to find out how thu land lay." "For my sake? For yours, I think!" They both laughed again. "How did you come to find me out?' 1 he ashed. "You had accepted the Count do Lisle so long that the last thing I expected was an inquiry for me." "There is something mysterious about that," replied Olympia, turning grave. "When that strange man of yours— Garcia—has put me into the magnetic sleep, which is not a sleep at all, but a deeper waking, that makes ordinary waking seem sleep in comparison—in that state, whatever it is, I can see my own thoughts, just as one sees things with one's bodily eyes. And I see things that have happened to me, not as they seemed to me at the time, but as they really were. So I began to have impressions ot you, and at first I could not understand them, for there was no reason that I knew of why you should appear to me. But at last I noticed that the meetings between us (in my visions) were the times of rny meeting the Count de Lisle, and from that I was not long in solving the puzzle. When the count came this afternoon I was so angry with him for having deceived me that" I was almost ready to let him go off and take you with him! If you had not looked through his eyes at the last moment, and so given a new turn to things, you would have been nicely punished—and I should have died!" This terrible picture called for consolation on both sides, and the two lovers administered it to each other. They were sitting in the embrasure of the window, a deep, well cushioned divan, protected from the room by the piano and a pot of ferns, while the light of the western sky, now golden with the setting sun, came softly through the semitransparent silken window shades. They had put one cushion up on the window sill, and both their heads were upon it; Keppel's arm was round Olympia's waist, and the hand of that arm held in it her hand. By turning his face only a little Keppel's lips would come in -contact with a Avhite and alluring region just beneath Olympia's ear; but if she happened to be turning toward him at the same time, as might easily happen in conversation, it was no longer the place under her ear, but her nioutb that advanced into the proximity with Keppel's. This arrangement was convenient enough, one would think, to satisfy even two lovers; but. they had improved oven upon this by a system of signals, which could be felt, bu*-. not seen. Whenever Keppel wanted Olynipia te turn her face toward him he pressed tin? hand that has already been mentioned as held in his, and he did tliis so frequently that it might have been regarded as a reflection upon Olympia's profile. only her profile was too ravishiugly beautiful to be liable to reflection except in a mirror. Ravishing though it was, however, the full face was not thereby prevented from being more lovely still; not because it more nearly approached classical perfection, but because it carried with it the glance of her dark, deep gazing eyes, and the full curve of her mouth, and the faint fragrance of her-breath. Either way, it was a choice -of felicities for Keppel, whr> could not have been better off unless he had had both the full face and tho profile at the surae time; and a casuist might have called even that in question. "But," said Keppel, after a while, "do you remember everything that happens to you while you are in tho trance?" "Nothing that my body does," she said, "but I remember what my mind does and sees. I sea other minds, though I don't always know whom they belong to. Some are beautiful, like lovely landscapes; some are dreary and barren; some are all darkness and horror. I .saw such a one the other night—the same night that I discovered that you and the Count de Lisle were the same person. There was a hidden place in it, like a cave, with branches and thistles growing before the mouth of it, and ugly birds flapping iu and out, I knew that there WHS a dead body in that cave, and I was afraid that I should have to go in and pull it out, but just as I was at tlie entrance it all failed away and I seeitfet.1' to fall through a deep space; 1 . whor& everything was still .an ended I was in^niy bed^hejBj "We will Iluve no mor6'' p| ytjjjs " Baidj' he. "ft is nqt right that you/ siioulii W mWa^labtetb^kexperi^cts.'^'^^'^ th'*^(c«eW%6ttjlnee 1 <l / i'or'!i-, ! 'it 'it> 'passect ndajurrj knowiallfl.•jrequ'frdll>fe''faiowV&44d ( now that wo have..jn!ffc^ivdt»4tiwaj;e'.ioj:i only one I care to live in. pear, like the fairies!" "Riches can btiy most things, but the more riches you have the less can yon buy seclusion. We can't escape that way. Wherever we went we should find ft newspaper correspondent. "We might give the money away," Olympia suggested. "You could build and endow your school of art, and a few things like that, and then we would go off, like good people when they die, and we should certainly gdfto heaven, so long as wo staid together. Then the newspaper people would stay behind with the money." "Well, perhaps we will," said Keppel musingly. "To have wealth beyond a certain point is only to undertake the labor of living tho lives of ten or a thousand men, as well (is your oVvn. Yon may, if you aro wise and good enough, produce moro concentrated and visibly beneficial effects than a promiscuous crowd would, but in the long run private mountains of money do moro harm than good. You can give away as much as you like, only I must keep a million 01 two to buy your bonnets with," "Where did you get so much money, Keppel?" inquired Olympia. "Wnert did it come from? It seemed natural that the Count de Lisle should have it, but that yon should have it is different; it is like having it myself!" "It came from the treasure houses of European kings, and from the strong boxes of misers and the breasts of fail women and the savings of poor peasants, from robbery and murder and crime and cruelty of every sort: it has been gradually accumulating for hundreds of years; it is even said that Charlemagne began it; certainly Francis I added to it, and Henry of Navarre and Louis the Great. Napoleon doubled it, I suspect, but no one knows or ever will know certainly by whom or how it was contributed to. The singular thing about it is that it should have been passed along as a secret heirloom from ruler to ruler of France; it was always regarded as a private treasure, though of course it should have belonged to the nation—if treasure got as this was could be said to belong to any body except the original owners. When the French Revolution occurred the queen hid the treasure, and when she was condemned to the guillotine she told the secret to some one whom she believed she could trust, in order that it might bo available for bringing back their dynasty to power after the revolution had ended. This confidant must have betrayed his trust. At any rate Bonaparte got hold of the treasure not long after. Louis Philippe never could get trace of it, .and Louis Napoleon, to whom the secret was imparted, entered into possession .as the rightful heir after the coup d'etat. He looked upon it, as probably all his predecessors had, as a power in reserve, not to be used except in case of need. But he knew from experience how uncertain things are in France, and when he saw a war with Germany ahead, leading possibly to a grand upheaval of all Europe, he resolved to send the treasure for safe keeping to America. Then, if France carue out ahead, he -could send for it back; but if he were worsted he could himself come here, and either plot for a return to power or settle down permanently, as circumstances might determine. And this is where I appear in the story." "Well, glad of that," remarked Olympia. "I was .afraid you had forgotten yourself." Keppel related -the story of his escape from the railway wreck and subsequent adventures, to all of which Olympia listened with wide -open eyes and diligent ears. He went on to tell her how he had made the journey to France, and had there purchased the estate of M. de Lisle, an aged monarchist, who was the last .of his family, and who had died within a couple of weeks of the making of the bargain. Keppel had adopted the name of his new possessions, and had gone to Paris and found means to get presented to Napoleon. Circumstances enabled Mm to see a great deal of the emperor; the latter conceived singular confidence in him, and even, toward the end, an .affection for him. At length, when all was lost at Sedan, Keppel told the emperor the story of the treasure and offered to restore it to .him, and aid him in his escape to America. Napoleon had 'hesitated for a moment, but then shook his head. "That treasure," h« said, "has been .the curse of Prance for near a thousand years. Disaster fol- lowc-ii'l ""iy French ruler who had to do with i. disaster personal, if not alsip, public. My uncle died in St. He.lenp;.! am a broken man, dying of an mcupibfe, disease. I will not irausuii't flip .curse to my son, who as 'yet. i ''knp\y.4''ifStM v i'i ! § i $ the secret. Ket*p" ' '"'"' '' ' and I hopeJ ; tia#M may ibejguVito, kjb '• laiuigtasl ttbUt Ifiianalia with,'i Keppel drew aside the window sllftde and looked in the street. On the comer, about thirty yards distant, he recognized the figure of Garcia walking up the street. He must have passed the house at the moment of Olympia's impression. She was now calm again. "Perhaps it was only a coincidence," said Keppel to himself. Jfrit the episode had startled him, and^ie did not forget it. CHAPTER XVI. A WEDDING KNELIi. BILL NYE'S HOME LIFE, VANDERBILT AND HE HAVE A HAPPY, HAPPY TIME. Cralg-y-Nos Enlivened by a «uent Who In Dentil on Mushroom*, un<l Ilrliiff.s n Nlco Uttlo Puzzle Alonjj with Him, What tlio I'nzzle Mid. loops-right, 1891, by Edgar W. Ny«.| Cluio-Y-Nos, Buncombe Co., Jv'. C., i September, 1801. ' Dp to last Saturday our lives hero had been almost uneventful. I rose each morning, caroled a glad prean, ate a little breast of kippered herring, and finishing off with some of our delightful climate, would go gladly about my work on my autobiography. At 0 o'clock Mr. Vanderbilt comes with the milk and vegetables fresh from his farm. He is getting a fine start, and the most of his products command a ready sale. I buy everything 1 can of "TWicrc can I sec you?" "Come to me to- Now that everything had been spoken between tho lovers, there seemed to be no reason why they should not bo made entirely happy forthwith, and negotiations were entered into which resulted in appointing the first of May as the wedding day. The announcement formed the chief topic of polite conversation during Lent. Society took the count's dinner party as a base, and upon that erected their surmises of what the wedding would be like. It would be something worth living to see, that was certain. As to the wife, society was so unfortunate as not to know her. Olympia Raven? No. There was no recollection of such a name. She must be something remarkable. There were so many lovely girls in New York whom one did know something about; why couldn't the count? * * * However, the count was rich enough to bo eccentric, and .the fashion of marrying unknown girls might catch on. "Come to think of it, though," said Dr. Venables, "was there not an Olympia Raven mixed up in that murder trial some years ago? Why, yes! Now, there's a curious instance, Miss Hess- Hesketh, of the concatenation of ideas. Thinking of tho count, yon IOIOAV, brought up the idea of his house. His house suggested poor old Trent, who built it. Trent suggested the trial, and the trial the persons concerned iu it. There was the young fellow, Darke, the murderer, and Sallie Matchin, and'then I remembered that there was some one that Darke was in love with, an.d—do you see? Olympia Raven—yes, the same person. Well, now, that is-curious again; one of those mysteries—.coincidences, we call them—but who knows? If you recollect, my dear Miss Hess- Hesketh, it came quite as a surprise that Saliie Matchin should have turned out to be Mrs. Harry Trent, for it was in evidence at tho time that Trent was intending to marry this same Olympia Raven. But today the tables are turned. After that dinner party I'm sure we all expected that Sallie was going to marry the count, instead of which he throws her over..and picks up her old rival. Olym- Old Miss Hess-Hesketh laughed. "The girl lost nothing by waiting a bit," she remarked. "If she'd got Trent she'd have lost the count. But I expect .Sallie will be mad. I don't blame her. I'd marry .the count myself if he asked me!" Miss Hess-Hesketh was seventy, and had the reputation of being the ugliest woman in New York, but she was far from being the greatest fool. Meanwhile the two persons cluefly.con- cerned in .the approaching ceremony .had no intention of making a grand display of it. To be married was their object, 1 and they regarded tlie social obligations! rather as .a necessary nuisanca-.'tHau,' i i an opportunity. Olyrapin,, f #y,,$k§r would be .uiamed |I jq[ ) .tpavelingj 4» There would "-' -•-----•-••"- -' everybody at house, where iffa'iYpdfc'iWlir GEORGE CAME EVEKY DAY. him. Pie has a fine brickyard also, which is more than self supporting. He built it for the manufacture of his own bricks with which to build his new house near mine, but the bricks were so evidently superior to those made heretofore in this country that he was importuned to supply a number of builders and con tractors at good prices. His nursery, between Biltmore and Asheville. on the Richmond and Dan ville road, is also, like my own nursery a howling success. He grows almos everything known to the botanist am pornologist. The Baron De Lange has charge of the agricultural department and on a bright morning it is a gladsom sight to see Mr. Vanderbilt and th haron weeding onions or tarring th noses of their sheep. Mr. Vanderbilt showed me yesterday a picture frame which he has designed ami which will'be used for a large photo graph of myself to sit on his piano in the off parlor. It is designed to contain nothing but products of his place, such a cereals and other grams, seeds, nuts acorns, etc., etc. These are glued on , pine frame and then a coat of shellac i put on over the whole so us to look a most like a boughten frame. There wil be an inner row of buckwheat, then row of flax seed, then two rows of rye and one of wheat, then corn, oats, etc., with acorns and nuts, chinkapins, etc., etc., in the corners, with a rosette of corn in the ear and festoons of dried apples over the whole. /\t 8 a. in. every day Mr. Vanderbilt riiigs his bell at my door and with a : long handled clipper he hands us out out milk, also our nice, new laid hen -eggej fresh from the hand of the artisan,,aad. warm with the atmosphere of the; ji'onie nest, and with now and then ,a dear Hi;-, tie white feather still clinging' 1 'to'' themf He also fetches us our when he butchers /.-we! get .ali. «ioi:ts:joif | novelties froin. ;! himiil ,N(<?tmaH;iie.e$l|f!jvfi£ ask for is. He H.; iw son, ana 'ovM'itthi ^''•'tils Ll thfaShittgi\vu«h;.'iitJ :aa-eighty/jdrillars, we thiaki, dicated that he was just as brainy as he con.ll be. Fi.-r a time I let him sit there. Then 1 stepped out and passed the time of day with him. He answered rather in a jrief and abstracted way, but finally asked my name. I told him what it was and he took my hand. He said he had >eeri frequently taken for me. I was glad of it. 1 did not care if he had be<*n :aken for me, only why did those authorities who took him for me let him jo again? Finally lie said he knew some of my folks. 1 said that might be. My folks never did seem to learn -anything by ex- jerience. Some of them, 1 said, wen; so dnd hearted that they couldn't be un- zind even to a bunko man. He laughed i sad laugh, like one who breakfasts with the president of the United Spates on the 1st day of April and cuts a 'anton flannel cake. But at last he interested me in himself. He was hero for his health, he said. Be had air cells in his lungs, I think, or something of that kind. He also had n letter from my brother. It was a letter of introduction from my brother. As 1 read it 1 could almost see how he suffered as ho wrote it. Probably this man bad supported him when he ran for office last fall, and now he had paid the debt by giving him a letter of introduction to me. Taking him by the hand, I said: "Sir. you are my guest. A letter from my brother will be honored at all times, never mind what 1 happen to be doing at the time. The letter seems to be genuine, and my brother has failed to put in the cipher which means to 'do you ).' So 1 judge that he means for me to throw myself. You are now rny guest. Come with me and 1 will show you where they are going to build the new bridge across Craig-y-Nos creek." He rose and we went away together. As we passed the store 1 invited him in and we got some xnegars. At our store here we have a nice, smooth «ecgar, with manilla wrapper, whivh is a free smoker, and if kept well tipped up so that the tiller will not sift out affords much pleasure to the user. We lighted these xeegars, which are called the Bellejof Tailholt, Indiana, and as we puffed them „ along the road we seemed somehow 1 t6 J warm toward each other, and 1 told' liiia-' that 1 knew where we could getj.squie calamus root if he liked it and/spnie mushrooms—at least they looked iike r mushrooms. He said he was ately fond of calamus root but so of mushrooms. So we gathered' bomt} of each and hail the latter f oc.dinner. None of the rest of the family, would eat any of mnshrooin.v > h>r ; J-tteVer gathered any before, and _to_^ b s e..a, gPpA, mushroom gatherer oner >; snb'u~id' ; have 1 " 1 killed off a camping partyjiSif two foijthe experience. But my guest ate heartily of them. He ate them-alt)-;-My Avife winked hopefully at -me .as_ my .-..tloppefe ganger ate the last, one and .carelessly ran a slice of bread a-rbiiri'd" 'over the platter and breathed;; a.: long; i delicious on a patchwork block of silk for a remain on my desk, and the day raffle is almost here. I am tf\ broken up by this matijr haven't written anything in mjr for ten days. Possibly I may,-, write in it again. When I try now my mind creaks. My t me great dark circles under If this man comes again pared for him. 1 know a the mushroom (?) grows, the y. mushroom. The mushroom, the kind that southwest of the liver and . watch pocket. I have also selected a plot ii}; ; thj3ijt]i£t- meval forest where he can be. ; at,rest. , A place where the trailing arbttttts.iEtad^thtf, 1 woodtick may wander ofer his erite' littie tomb. ' C. M. j\Iiiitit>iipot)cr For .'.he Industrial ''Exposition'; . held in Minneapolis Auiru<<j|2t>lh"(o'5ej:)'-' lumber 20th, e:£r[m\4i<vhVt;igk(ftK(jwill bo sold us follows: i0!i M .Jji.ugust. ^Istj.iSepL fith to 12ih inclusive,'and on','Sep't,iiofcnk. at fare one wov. fpr the round trip,- witlr 25 cents extra tyltif(<>ii'(Joupon. On August 35th and .on all, Tiinsdnys,/Thurs- days and SauVyfrrtys^dtmrY;/, the fpbu.'uni/^ unce of the'Exposition' iiL tare, .and Ji_ third for tlitf vroxwrli tirn,< 'vfth- r -25 cents added for aBniis'sioiv c6up6ri.' " L ~ On Tuesday, Aii.srustSu and September- 29, 1891, S^ebTu^ ILiirv^t) E^Cursjpn tickets will be polci at ona y iiucl one third of the regular nrst-'cJii'ss'one $.iiy jittre.^ 1 , j V-\ A man who has practiced medieiite : for .4Q-..xeai^i.ptr^h.t : "to';':]?nO^'.sal.t.X 1 ^!.Dl_ sugar: read wl^t l)e.pHy,s;-j o / r ••' a T6UEi>d,-'-O f .';'?PaD-"-'lO, 4 -1887. Messrs. F. J,,,Cheney & .Co,—jSeu||e^_. mc-iKml! bfiyq', been in' tlie 'gerierarprac~J tiee of medicine for most 40 woujdfiayifhatin'/n,,,—.,, ^,,. r . pent-nee, have ueyer.seen a lIriit^Jc'oiul'jl. perec.ribe with.-.a^. fidehce'or'success' as I'caii '"" C.priQ,:!-wanufactured by y ..........^.- r .-,- r . scribed H;u. ereat mapyr iti.njes -apjd its <;t' sttjHn con- a case of preparatjpu '' i-Ui^. gf eat many jiinje fect is vrohder'fo'l.-hdd 5 wbulfl elusion that-Infave CaTaTrTr^ would tafte" no n ere would fjJAvf . J I J-.' J -'M 1»1' •> -i ) - tallowed, and .per- ifa^mMpffieresR"' 511 ^!;' y l|ves. They deserved it for the sorrpjyfo they had passed, and they needed it for ^•'ttuHiei-TkS dMil)tdi t s' li bii' t lt ISyiiefoY^ 'J^ttiey lw*re -^-fee..ttftWfrft'J iriflo tllttl ji^osoiue would lose'viiiiythiiigu'i'lt)' i thai iUeiiwtar ui myself-; '^willVot'tivs'l "&• $i « .taste t«id lai' iBfe^Aub^Iblti IttMeWBi vlineisiil. J ^he'/eonnf lliadl fdlnJadyjldaTziad/ -byi leacpe ' ' case of cark and one of Milwaukee •lie'eif.' iQthieil lome. *«;« arU JciIJ nJa^^ain man who «ertaiii that in any forensic effort of -ttWBf VMKUTjIirt, & esd four, dttr After a pause she said, .more than anythin ione! thing ttiiit make's' justice inight be ^ th ! § ; idrllt : shBititlfcu ajs 1 go along. ASlfety, longer disguised fro be disguised, at ; B 1 ' can ou. J wish not o dou.b /easily as closer to Mm. - " < :- ••••; After dinner " 1 * said', "Come on; we will go up on the ! t6p of •M'ourat'Baisbeel 1 From there vf£ can, 'see; -almost -.-> to-! Ashen ville." Really,. .i^.^bjec.^; target,; him off the place before he died." 1 hate to have a guei^t-die^ih-the'- libusevahd if 1 can hej,p,jt-I wiljl^ee.jtl),^ l if (: ife,y j er ; ftc :i curs, especially when he. has a, letter of, introdutftiiW from" some one llifow?'' !i ' We climbed/ .the hill through teringj tip uner , . an,d . , ,he .seemed,, ,,f it quite' "well. " All at once t e oh, 1 1 flMie tttaiwght 'tahadened '• f l.P us ^A i mi} ;> va y;l ityrq brush ahead of my guest I pulled a hickory sapling .-in'Met W'flyMJaH er- at 08 ' LllgL 14L1V4 1C back L the this ! Combination It, is a fetvefe'f cirri Bfc}j OQUiJti;i,sa^ fof ijv lie blown down. "It'istfie fence for low liuicls. . an aclvuntiiKe. it is tlio neatest and handsomest flie pood qualities o£ all fericeai iiv;!twiei>ilneiit>t flpgwxVHHd-ns soon as inti'ocliiced-wiH-lwxiowe— the nnmilar t'euo<}x<t.tlm,ctfiintTf.r It is beautiful ami cliii l al>1e. v - v ft'l»-strtmf»amt \\4I1 incren*e tlie prU:e4>f your Xann,-for-nipre tluii) HIW etbei;,. ili-pa'P rit!;\yiTl')as'tinwfeh 1 rower aniM afib QOi^w 1 Www'-/I*, is'-ji Hgyeat! abrawoi|l/&ddnik1es-''&868.i. ffniuiul, excUules iesa sunsbiu'e, b^s^v.- tjeiTcpTuidAYlll.turfi n^iyBVoclrrra: niatte.r lio\v ierons to stock like u'al't/v.'irm-'i'fnie 1 "bssfWi'sff '' lejjcictiyubj}.\\ftulrt,. ,fl-|v Will '•liMjIfUlfkYWi] VpJiiCkA/i 1 uif&WfcVuflMrtH HUM n)j- tfd ITIunil tlie ctie!ipe,sr:\ Ke'wt f«f nf Kossul h*-<HitMt>;- / M-<trfe for be came up latjerj ) wj.jljlj e and humming a bit" of an ' l in tj;v/ ;u.u;-i' ' love oJjj\, That evening smokin (butler was -j® ^, iw,tR« . .wf(i<: ^ftisraw g a couple of s^e y cj.gays.pd J the was burning a" rag. Finally the Wlbvaiih'tim^tezl^^ me. -4t f Iookbd,8im}il«,'/a[n(lhs.(l)aii9 l))e*TO)i, tjbtiWfk&t l>y thfi tiOll, UlU-UCI-tWj.^)! A luUill—so=«il lei: consump- -:s,tuinors. -incuralilu diseases (N^ver ., '- red.araanuensis to kee sent any\i4«vet«)<»-i:oqt, ofroHV'tf. oi't-.O.I sired. TM^aDlf&MeCiCo.ijfeiili* . . ^peucer; Clay Co. In. Soul wholesale ana retail in Algonaitiij'jUr.'AfiiiatzJ(i]»uio!.-l9ti'iu[i! J -li20-!)-yi' • n h r\ A .U n '\ f ft ft f U- h rr n r& .AV/OI JM4 & Oi.UA ns with m nRat i on i one is trying to do That is not all.. 1 away (SDHAOBAH III'//

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