The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-02-28

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| that by some accident he had been left be-
| hind
1--WE were afraid you might forget U.S.
| Forget you. o, Miss Bainest
/ us, / said, Mr.. Wardlow All, there is father,
/ thought heard him coming up stairs"
Hang him, he is always in the way"
| Father you remember Dir. Wardowr
$50 you're here again.
i haven't been here before. Jack replied
with a sense of injustice as he shook the horny
paw held out to him.
| Curious. but you always seem to be around.
/ Got the body safer
'Bodyf Dyes, to be sure; yes quite safe.
/ Ill send it up to you
mo hurry. Glad to be rid of it for time.
Il by the way, that was good turn you did us to
/ tell me to come here for this pow-wow. I've
hired three seats near the Emperor of Germany
for the first days show down there" noddins IN
/ the direction of the square, where elaborate
grand stands were being constructed before the
| main entrance of the Cathedral 1--WE engaged
window to see the procession. and I've done
! nothing but look at kings and queens and most
| of EN- aren't much TO see, either There's lit.
| tie king expected at the depot in hour the
head waiter tells me. I'm going; will you come
| alongp
| Jack n1editatng an assault on father said ne
| was at his disposal, and watched Nr. Banes, in
| a genial glow, back into the familiar shawl
| which Rose held ready for him.
| The two men walked on In silence for some
| time, during which Jack endeavored to accom-
! modate his long strides to the eccentric gait of
| his companion.
Mr.. Baines. he said at last. would you like
| to DO a stroke of husinessR'
| Father prieked up his ears like an ancient
| war horse.
! II know OF picture which you can buy for
| 1919, which is worth one hundred thousand at
| least"
| You are iokingtr and Mr. Baines stood stock
| still in the crowded street.
Upon my honor, no.
| why don't you buy it yourselfP
Il am All artist, and artists have a way of
| soon coming to the end of their tether" Jack
said, annoyed at his first confession. I'm on
my way back to Paris to earn more money"
/ you are honest at least But how came you
/ to discover this Treasures"
| Because [ know" Jack replied Besides,
found it in an antiquarian junk shop where no
| one goes except to be cheated, people fight
shy of it. have found one or two good things
there in my time, for only buy that of which l
can Judge"
But why let me get all the benefit Of this
! luck?n
Because" Jack began in some embarrass-
meht, because I'd like to put you under obliga-
lions for T'-and he looked earnestly into faith
er's face-'for long to be under lifelong OBJ
| legation to you, SIR"
'Hum" said father ref1ectivey and for the
| life of him Wardlow couldn't make out If Mr..
Baines understood him or not
CHAPTER VI
Father had declared himself at Jacks disposal
| the next afternoon at o'clock, and the young
man was to call for him at the hotel Not to
keep the reader in suspense as to the catastro
! phe, when o'clock and Wardlow arrived no
Mr. Baines was to be found in or out of the
| ''Domhof." At o'clock Jack, in conservation
drove to the Golden Bell hoping that father
might have strayed in there. At o'clock
mother was crying and Rose, with very pale
! face, was trying to comfort her. At o'clock the
host Of the 'Domhof' declared that the police
ought to be apprised, as in the present crowded
and turbulent state of the city, something might
| have happened.
At o'clock the chief of police and oil the 20
| lice departments were notified of the disappear
| ance of this elderly American gentleman
In their sitting room mother was wringing her
! hands in corner, while Rose in the red dress
and black hat stood before Wardlow, who held
| her hands in his.
For your mothers sake keep up your cour-
| age" Wardlow lmplored her. God knows /
| would give my life to be of service to you-for-
| give me! But you must stay here. Please take
off your cloak and hat"
| AS she still stood before him in a daze of
trouble he unclaspe, elong red cloak
my poor child he Said, with infinite tender
kneeling beside her mother, she hid her face in
the poor lady's lap and cried as if her heart
would break.
| In suspense, he was neither dead, wounded, nor
robbed; he was simply an involuntary prisoner
some 300 feet above ground, with superb an
| opportunity to study Gothic architecture
which he did not care a rap-as mortal ever
! had.
| In the solitude and silence of the scaffolding
around the great towers of the Cathedral of
/ Cologne, as near as human being will ever
| again reach its highest pinnacle, Mr. Baines
was imprisoned with only the moonlight shining
| through the wooden network to keep him com
| pany He could hear the confused hum of the
| city lying below with twinkling lights, the clang
of "a oh hNTn
| ''Kaiser" bell doomed out the hours in a fashion
that made the sacrilegious intruder shake in his
| boots. On the other side the Rhine flowed silent
| ly on its way to the 'Sieben Gebirge" river of
moonlight broken only where the boats foated
| down the tide.
Father was not poetic, he ignored both the
moon and the scenery He Rugged himself in
his shawl and shivered when cold blast of
wind played hide and seek in the scaffolding and
/ Jocosely threatened to knock him out
With futile rage he looked down at the Dom
hof in the square, and wondered how mother
and Rose would account for his absence
Mr.. Baines the victim of misplaced arabi-
ton, and it had cost him dear. That Afternoon
| he had stolen away to perform at leisure the
| ascent of the cathedral He was neither actu-
ated by curiosity nor weak taste for the beau
tlful. Mr. Baines had heard that in day
| two the scafolding was to be removed, upon
which bold plan occurred to him. Had it
been connected with lead pencil all might have
been well, but as it had to do with bottle of
backing and stencil-plate it proved his destruc-
| ton.
To begin with, father was not as much i'm
pressed by Wardlows story of the picture as he
should have been; neither did he calculate for
the length of time it would take him to make
| the ascent. When he reached the summit he
found only couple of workmen clearing up the
debris that had fallen from the surrounding
| cross, for sight-seers there were none.
| Fortune, apparently, favored father, for one
| of the workmen shouldered box of stone chips
nodded to his companion and disappeared down
the only fight of steps which led to the platform
on which they were standing The chance was
| fine for father, and retreating behind beam he
extracted from his pocket an ink bottle, brush,
a stencil plate and then peeped out to seize his
| opportunity.
From below the Kaiser" bell doomed s. but
Mr. Baines did not care, for he was watching the
| remaining man, who in turn examined the pure