Sacramento daily record-union., 1882-01-21
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THE WAYS0F THE WORLD.
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by JUN1Js HENRI BROWNE.

earnest wish to see her, and letters to that
effect went out with the same steamer that
carried long and friendly missive from
Archer. He wrote that he would try to
remain abroad until she should arrive, and
he hoped to have the happiness of meeting
her in her native land.
One day, about fortnight after, as the
doctor was running his eye over the news
papers in the reading room of the Hotel
Bellevue, Dresden, he alghted upon an
article, in French, in st. Petersburg jour-
nal, relating to a no. orious adventurer, who
had had most remarkable career in Eu. !
rope, and who recently disappeared alto
gether.
The subject naturally interested him I;
for it brought Bariques to mind, and the ad-
venturer seemed to be some such person as
Bariques might be, or might have been, if |
be were all what Goodwin suspected. |
Thinking that his friend would like to see |
the account, he asked if he could have the |
paper, and having been answered in the
affirmative, he sent it to New York.
Within three weeks he received cable
gram from New York to this effect
Christina has sailed sail to morrow. |
Meet me in Paris at the Splendide. I'm
portant. OSCAR GOODWIN"
"What the devil does all this mean ?"
eueried Archer, reading the message sec.
ond time. 81 understand why Christina |
should be coming; but what brings Good
win, and what is important? shall find |
out in due season, doubtless. Meanwhile |
the was at Nice thenl, I'll move slowly up
to Paris TO meet my friend. 1 wonder if |
he has new mission. Perhaps he has
quarreled with Margaret Royden, and is
coming abroad for distraction. But he says
important, and he's too sensible fellow
to apply any such adjective to a disagree
ment between lovers. He knows that is
the most ordinary thing in the world. /
shall have to guess again
Goodwin reached Paris from Havre in
the afternoon-he had sailed in one of the
Transatlantique steamers-and met Archer,
who was waiting for him, at the Hotel
Splendide. They were all the gladder to
see one another, from the fact that when
they had parted nearly two months before
at Hamilton-it was now April-they had
not dreamed of shaking hands the next
time in the Old World.
Z" You must have some new romance on
hand, Oscar, said Archer, or you wouldn't
have rushed over here SO suddenly"
cts nothing new it's the same old
thing. 1 believe now that I'm really on
the trail of Barigues."
But, my dear boy, you always are, or
imagine you are, on his trail. Isn't it be-
ginning to be sort of hallucination with
your
" No wonder you ask. I've thought SO
much, and done so little, that I'm heartily
ashamed OF myself"
"Then You and the fair Margaret have
not been enjoying any sentimental discords,
Oscar ?"
"No, indeed; we're too good friends for
that, aad never better friends than now. l
saw her an hour before l sailed, and she
was more hopeful of my undertaking than
she had ever been. The st. Petersburg
paper you sent me ia the cause of my being
here"
You surprise me, Goodwin. How can
that be? Do you fancy that every ad-
venturer is Barigues in disguise %
81 have no doubt that that particular
adventurer is no other than the man now
in New York who pretends to be the Count
de Barigues."
Goodwin continued to say that several
things in the foreign journals description of
the notorious scoundrel coincided exactly
with what he had learned recently of
Barigues. These disclosures he had al
luded to at Hamilton without particulariz,
ing them
One of the condolences was that the
adventurer was Pole; another, that he
looked much younger THAI he was a third,
that he was supremely polite and one of
the coolest of men the fourth, that be had
a deep scar On the upper part OF his left
temple. the result of a wound received in
duel, ard that he always wore his hair
over it. There were other condolences,
but these we're the principal ones.
Goodwin had been once told by Rivers
that ne had been informed that Bsrigues
was Pole, and that he believed he had
learned it from veteran detective who had
been rsciting one night in the HarJinger
Office his experiences with rogues. The
journalist having been urged to search his
memory, finally recalled tbe detectives
name Goodwin had gone to him, and J
elected from him that he had received
letter from Scotland Yard, London, urging
him at certain time to look after foreign
rascal described as Pole, who was ex.
pected to sail for the United States-prob-
ably for New York. The officer had kept
a very careful watch with various other
minions of the law, but never got any
trace of the expected rascal. Whether
the fellow had not come to America, or
had eluded their vigilance, the detective
could not say. The date was determined
by references to divers documents and cir
cumstances, and seemed to correspond !
with the date, as nearly as could be judged, I
OF Barigues' appearance in New York.
This was a slight thread to begin with
but it was clearly beginning Every
body who had ever met the Count had
been struck with his youthful appearance
he did not look more than 50 or IS at most,
and yet there were inner and outward evil t
dence that he must be at least fifteen {
years older. As to his politeness and cool.
ness there could he no difference OF opin-