The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1885-09-12
CHAPTER xxx.
THE TRUTH AT LAST,

Carruthers reached Munich late at night.
He went straight to that comfortable hotel
the 'Four SEASONS, and, feeling that the
hour was too late to begin his researches,
sipped AMI went to bed. In spite OF his ex-
citement at the thought Of being in the same
town AS Beatrice, he slept soundly. Man is
but mortal and after travelling as fast rs Is
POSSIBLE from London to Munich, it takes n
great d ea to spoil nights rest. SO in the
morning Carruthers arose refreshed and
eagcr to begin the quest.
But how to begin i'll He was not even
sure that it's object was in Munich. Because
she had written down the name of a picture
it did not follow she was near that work Of
art. She might only have paid Munich
living visit--nigbt now be miles and miles
away. lie grew very Respondent aS he
realizsd the slender, fragile nature of the
clew which he had so impetuously taken up
and followed Nevertheless, he vowed he
would not leave Munich until he felt sure it
did not harbor tn, fugitives.
He stepped through the swinging doors of
his hotel and stood in the broad Maxi
MILAN StraSss He heiitated, uncertain
what to do, which way to turn. So far as
he could see, his only chance of finding
btNlIltt WIS ih'pN'hP hNi :" tho
public streets; his only plan was to
walk about those streets until he met
her. At any rate he would do nothing but
this for the next few days. If unsuccessful
he would thon think whather he could apply
to such persons rs might he able to tell him
| what strangers were living IN Munich.
He turned to the right, went across the
platz and into the fair Ludwig Strasse. He
I. L., l,.,
he came to tho gate Of victory. Preoccupied
as Mr. Carruthers was, the number of mag
niticeut buildings he passed. greatly i'm
pressed him However, he deferred his al
lniration until happier times.
| A kind Of superstition made him think it
we'll to see the picture which had brought
him so far He inquired the way to the Old
Pinakothek, and upon arriving there sought
for and found the Madonna di Tempt" He
stood for long time contemplating it, not
because he somuch admired it as in the hops
that fate might bring Beatrice To his side,
She did not come, so he babe the Madonna
adieu, and after having run quickly through
the large rooms and cabinets in the hope OF
encoun,sring Beatrice, he left the building
wishing that the living masterpiece h.
sought was as easy u nnd US that Of tn,
dead artist.
Keeping to what seemed the principal and
most populous streets he found himself onct
| more in front Of his hotel. He started Off il
an opposite direction, went down the broad
Maximillian Strasse. More palaces, NOR,
statues, but no Beatrice. At last he stoot
ON the stone bridge which spans the shallow
but rapid lsar. He stopped and looked a
the curious artificial bed of smooth plank
| over which the river runs; and then h,
looked down into the little triangular pleas
ure garden which Hes hetwecu the two arm
Of the stream ~:
Ia the garden, on one Of the seats, intent
| ly engaged with book, sat Beatrice. He
| little boy was playing near her. 1t needes
not the sight OF ths boy 70 assure Carruther
! he was not mistaken. Like oil lovers, b
| told himself be would have known tina
graceful head, that perfect form at least
| mile away. SYes, there was Beatricel Th
'Aiadonna' bed sapt led him astrsy. Ha,
Cayru,hers been a Roman Catholic be nigh
have shown his gratitude by the sxpsnditur
| OF pounds ANA pounds Of WAX candles.
Re stood for some time watching Beatrice
| Now that he had found her hs trembled .
his own act. He trembled at the thought o
what 10 had to say to her, what she had q
| Say 70 him. He comfortsd htmself BY tb
assurance that 10 bad only sought her
! hrsksa through h0 s.ncsalnsss - u