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Show tion, which had penetrated even Into Yellowstone sé and straight t story y Bride oi the Yellowstone The weary im entered the of fice and slid into the softest chair “I hey accomplished th’ fust sane Fourth of July in my experience,” said he, “an’ it was owin' to my livin’ δὲ far from any neighbor thet only th highest rockets showed above th horizon About th’ insanest day o’ independ ence I ever had was ten years ago when | was with th’ army of invasion bearin’ down on Cuby. Th’ two trans ports thet hed our gallant regiment aboard laid up at Key West waitin fur further orders “Shore leave? Nuthin’ doin But th’ mornin’ o' th’ Fourth erlong come 8 staff officer an’ ast fer a volunteer boat's crew to row him over to th other transport. Th’ whole shipload o’ sogers stepped forrard an’ every body swore he cud row a boat. So th lieutenant picked out me an’ Buck an’ West an’ my brother's son Bill as} oarsmen, with Bart, who had ben a sailor, to steer. He picked us out be cause we was th’ biggest men in th’ reg’ment an’ he fiegered on puttin’ up | a awful swell front with his four-oared galley before th’ admirin’ reg’ment. Th on'y thing th’ ship captain wud give us was a old jolly boat, which fer gracefulness wud hev made a rivet scow look like a eight-oared racer “We all got into th’ ol’ punt an’ th’ sailors lowered us into the water Then wecast loose th’ tackle an’ was afloat on th’ wide an’ lonesome sea “Port stroke ahead,’ says Bart “*Meanin’ me?’ asts West. Then he fellow over there opprobrious title of cheeks of dark but wholesome and that beastly rot. oar, their biggest cannon all to once “Ez soon ez J] cud pick myself up I got on a thwart an’ tuk off my hat weth my best bow. ‘This is a most on expected honor,’ sez I “Git down, you loon,’ sez Bart. ‘It’s 12 o'clock an’ they're firin’ th’ national s'‘lute.’ “‘Jes’ then th’ fleet fired again an’ I got down. I mos furgit wot th’ national s‘lute is composed of. I think it's one volley fer each state, two fer each president an’ three fer George Washington. Then they fire one apiece fer each o' th’ president's cabinet an’ th’ senators an’ congressmen sep'rate ly, weth a few extry fer th’ also-rans whispered Clarke. “We got to our lost an’ our Way he said thing fer wed too 1ompson, own tran mad tol an it th’ was wud army far to hev ef git port about (OY CN back G Found Buried War Flour While τὶ ng « 1 Man2z8 t ly t re I Angeles limited at the top. Wey Ξ ZZ 2 ee τ <5 Fe FZ A | 2 | | | ------ === eas k-==> µε | course to save these papers and my! Clarke and | had a surrey to ourselves in charge of one Bo Hughes. “Bo” being Yellowstone | slang for driver. We also traveled | “special.” That is, we were relieved from adhering to the regular schedule | down by the stage | THE HAN TRREW UPHIS WANDS.) Lady AND YSAPPE, YRPED AO ΛΕ ᾿ 19 r, W a dangé 5 night, ρίαςθ Bo,” I| Grott ind Ww f| ciy 1 ene I the I ezic ἩῚ es th i i eht a p bloomin’ a rought you given and wanted 1 , in his bag without} Haver I| this beastly everything hole | ou! croo to 0 ie en wr believe I was making had struck and then he 2 «2 <= . « 5 - é ge ES | μι ΄ 7S o | | "Ἢ ΗΠ Co satisfied with our Do 1 ter we had know 1 ea ' t became as « ed glint of if hed } irm d 1 was in kneeling on ter ates might inve saw Behind the he σ he κ ds meta th w i = the] mir etched 7 + mehaitentie 6 tare.« ees of the - htseeing H έ ΄ ay er 3 é ᾿ The ‘ f with w rma le eithe - ἰ a | fa P28 \ δ] 56 i Y ᾿ 1 7 ᾿ in perfectly 5 8 Ὢ οἴἰπο eputa © ut I s of yf ᾿ ma I . és ex- onable I D tial fli! story, Ay at ο the a remarked Clarke med h wife oming ιν \ long formation the You know 1 da don another feve ᾿ out nm) vit Ves ‘ 111 { bei being pted the the f eptl ἃ the I peer ς advise you as we said to Hughes as we clar ed uw f calcareous and down the mound depesit, between bottomless | f| owling Lion 81 treacher = 7 together it seemed unbroken boiling can acting only the promise, readily given, I assure you, that we would keep him advised of our whereabouts in case powers above him should wish to in quire more closely into the matter The stage company also treated us with marked consideration in insisting that we should resume our interrupted tour as their honored guests. Lady Snively, or Mis Hathaway, as we now called her, we saw safely on the train | . at Granger bound for the east, her fellow passengers no doubt little suspect ii hat : α]τ 18 € her ΄ almost a king’s rans PEE FF 9) - mare - and Whatever the destiny that ound us| TAME EARIW NAD SWALLOWED HUM. be to was fully ful inn. “This would we You received the note I slipped through the crack in the wall, Mr Clarke, directing the disposition of my fortune in case of my death?” “Yes, I received it all right,” an swered Clarke “But now I have the happiness to be able to restore it to its rightful owner living.” We found the commandant at Mam mouth a most reasonable man. He company. and drew No, and the same inscrutable, oily villain as before. But I knew the truth and { knew that upon my wits alone rested the safety of my f > and my life “When you gentlemen entered the train I studied you closely Then I learned Mr. Clarke's name and it was at once familiar to me because Mrs Richard King, whom I know quite well, had told me of your wonderful work and how you had rescued her and her husband from the wiles of a worker of black magic. I knew I could trust you tion the next morning ourentire party, | numbering about 50, were loaded into the big M.-Y. stages for the 32-mile drive to the Upper Geyser basin and laid began comfortably great match “We went first to London The world and the future looked lovely for a time, but the dream was soon dispelled. Suspicion began to gnaw upon my happiness when, instead of pro ceeding at once to his ancestral castle in Surrey as he had promised, we suddenly packed in an hour and made ® hurried return to the United States On the passage home | found in his luggage a newspaper clipping that set me thinking all the harder. It was the story of some villain in England who, under various names, was sus peeted of marrying a number of wom en, securing possession of their wealth and then murdering them.” “J. Frederick Bannister wasit not? interrupted Clarke Do you know Sexton, I rather suspected from the first it was him. He was a sort of English Johann Hoch and went under a number of aliases.” “Yes, Bannister was one of the names used and the description in the paper fitted him so perfectly that Struggle as I might against the awful thought I could not get it out of my mind. He knew of my wealth and knew the safe deposit company with which it was kept. I determined to drawit out secretly and place it elsewhere. I had secured the papers when, with the suddenness that marked all his movements, he told me we were going to the Yellowstone. I had no opportunity to place the bonds anywhere, so closely did he watch me. I am now convinced he knew I had them on my person for our journey was a constant series of quarrels over the question of myplacing all myfortune in his hands that he might redeem from mortgage his ancestral es shaft I know I can! trust you. Destroy this note at once | Lady Ethelbert Snively.” | After breakfast at Yellowstone sta- | Old Faithful inn. Snively, were “During one of these quarrels, about the time we reached Chicago, ἵ charged him directly with the clipping I had found in his luggage His first look of terror and anger told me the life. iy the time we reach Old Faith ful inn I hope to devise some disposi- | tion to ask you to make of them. Until | then guard them well. we tates. | n tt ' Ee 2, “To Mr. Carlton Clarke: I am tak ing what I believe to be the only the see fic FA Clarke | and | read it silently. the wt ή, +) SLL: i Before us lay bonds of to travel about on at treet at nm ~ the United Zine Corporation to the| value of $750,000 With them was a single sheet of mute paper with the crest of the Los | A in Chicago Daily News | | ZA I hastily seized the envelope and Snively followed ben ( ft | ZA emptied its contents on the reading table. And then Clarke and I stared and gaped in helpless and idiotic as- wed ber hed 65” κα Il was assigned to room 17 Clarke to room 18. Lord and we ZA AED a “There is a billet taff officer thet we hed ashore great Ζ ae | | We reached the Fountain lunch sta | tion and the Lower Geyser basin in advance of the rest of the party and Clarke roused to his duty sufficiently to walk out with me over the “formawho didn't get no nomination. Then tion,” as the acres of limestone de posit made by the geysers is officially they finish up by settin’ fire to their and technically known Here again surplus supply o' powder At least we met my lord and lady when the thet’s wot it sounded like to us rest of the tourists came up, and were “On shore we tuk in th’ town an’ ez grouped reverently inacircleto watch manyo’ th’ inhabitants ez was easy the Fountain geyser play Lady “W’en we wanted to go back to th’ transport we found our hands was so | Snively clapped her hands in glee ΒΒ sore weth rowin’ thet we cudn't make the boiling water, throwing clouds of | seething steam, shot 50 feet in the air a start. So we hitched onter a out The shadows of the western snow ward-bound tug an’ th’ smarty thet was ruuin’ it pulled us through them | peaks were lenghtening when we drew up, in advance of the rest of the party, big waves at about a mile a minute. We went to th’ ship where we hed left again by virtue of our special,” be | th’ lieutenant, but they tol’ us he had fore the log portals of that wonderful | walked home piece of forest architecture, Old Faith- | dark an’ found th’ in th’ service. We “I fear it is wicked to feel so, but it is better than suicide for me or hanging for him.” The absence of Lord Snively would be a difficult thing to explain at the hotel and none of us relished the idea of an inquest with its consequent delay, to say nothing of the incriminating colors with which suspicious | " 'GZAA Lady when story enough a.thee doux for you.” tonishment. “Thank God!” she exclaimed. ly and heedlessly along with instant and awful death on either side of her. Behind her the man picked his way| carefully and cautiously. And so, in Indian file we started, fol-| owing Hughes and picking our way gingerly between the spurting jets of | steam | The woman had stopped her head- | Cawn't a fellow have | now “Please do not call me Lady Snive answered the brave little woman That name wag my undoing and henceforth I am content to be plain Alice Hathaway The story is brief and if it would only prove a warning to all foolist ] American girls I would feel that I have not lived it in vain My father died when I was 18 He was one of the organizers of the Uni |164 States Zine Corporation, but be fore his death he had converted all of his stock into bonds. I was an only child and I suddenly found myself in the possession of the bonds which you have now That was two years ago. I was young and foolish and my ideas of life had been gained from reading fiction, not the best, I be lieve. When a real lord in the person of Lord Snively met me and asked my hand in marriage | was innocent N his meanwhile swearin’ fit to be tied. “Tl hedn’t had no accident fer th’ reason thet I didn't want to wet my nice, dry oar. “Wefinally got goin’, ev'ry feller fer hiss#f, our oars makin’ a sound like a single-footer horse sprintin’ through a bog. “Wren th’ lieutenant got where he wanted to go, he tol’ us to row round fer a spell an’ practice up, so we cud take him back in kind o' decent style. “We thought it would be good practice to row to th’ shore, wich was only about three mile away So we started. Th’ wind an’ tide was in thet direction, so we'd have gone there anyway. Half way to th’ shore we got among a fleet o’ battleships in war paint, but no feathers. Jes’ ez we was in th’ center o’ th’ fleet th’ whole bunch ov ‘em turned loose weth all an ly capable of killing me just as you did | agonized fear. The man threwup his hands and disappeared as if the earth those other wome on.” 1e’s making for the| had swallowed him up. Veritably it Great guns formation! It’s suicide,” I whispered had, for when we rushed to the spot We reached the edge of the treach-| where we had last seen him we found erous sea of alternate limestone and|only the boiling, swirling waters of boiling water. There, already far out “The Devil Well.” ipon it, was the woman dashing blind-| to see that the tou ists don't carry off none o’ the forma-| tion, they couldn't no more be dragged out here at night than you could get a cow puncher to herd sheep.” It was all innocent enough at din ner But my deah,” drawled the hus-| band, “you surely cawn't believe all northern there to make report cavalry colonel in command in admitted of a few hours of which we hastened to take ad- your Confronted — Master Mind Finally Triumphs. the riughes the to the future Detective Proves Worth of His Theory When Man is “Limejuicer.” The wom-)| an—well, we had more dif-| ficulty in classifying her The accent and the clothes were English be yond the possibility of the most char{table error. But the piquant, sad face, the soulful brown eyes, the| τ should by a spe slowed away in the stage the next morning perhaps you can tell us His Telepathic Suggestion Tells of Strange Condition of Affairs — even color, the full red lips, the small and delicately molded features, these made a dab at a passin’ wave, missed | were legacies perhaps of French an it by three foot an’ laid down on his | cestors, more likely tokens of that back an’ stuck his new leggin’s into conglomerate strain now called the American type; but English, never th’ air. As she came opposite my elbow “Private West,’ sez th’ lieutenant, ‘you sed you cud pull a good oar. she raised her head and gave me a “7 kin, sez West, ‘but this don’t look full in the eyes, a look so full of helpless appeal that it startled me geem to be a good oar.’ “"Wot's th’ matter weth it?’ Our drawing-room connected with “*Th’' blame thing wan't long enough the stateroom of the English couple to reach thet wave, sez West. by a door so that the two might on “‘Well,’ sez th’ Heutenant, ‘th’ next eceasion be thrown together en suite Wave you want to hook to, p'int it out I looked down and sawthe corner an’ we'll hold it fer you.’ of an envelope appear. I called “Jes’ then Buck’s oar disappeared Clafke’s attention and we watched it under th’ boat an’ come up on th’ other until the entire envelope, a long, white side in a mos’ astonishin’ manner. one, stuffed so full of papers that it “Bill, who hed ben a caution to went under the door with difficulty, snakes at paddlin’ on th’ park lagoons, lay on the floor at our feet. “Our pretty liason progresses,” seemed to be tryin’ to sound th’ depth o’ th’ Gulf o’ Mexico weth y - won him, in the far east, we t This ep How Carlton Clark Solved a Strange, Weird Mystery in the Western Country. whose favorite tipple has 8 8 Clarke hotel, drunk er crazy er somethin’,| and never showed up no more. No sir, 1 reckon there's a devil awaitin’ at the bottom of every one o these here Why, even holes with a hook the swatties, that’s the soldiers, you know, what's detailed out here, like that| no s it that Ε And HE man was English; that was evident at first glance. Moreover he was of that ubiquitous type of sneer ing, fault-finding Britisher arranged lar By FRANK LOVELL NELSON o| wr rning MEMORIES OF A WAR. A Bit of Humorous Reflection by One of the Young Vets. lietly end Haghes ED fe was Bo admitted pyrig apman.) 2 hav |
