The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-02-21

marble stairs, and for a moment ne was lost in
reflections. IF it is body, it is disposed of in
z very business-like way. Why should Miss
Baines have to give the body house room9 The
idea is terrible. If it isn't a body, what is it!
By George, mean to know" Wardlow ex-
claimed, and followed in fathers wake
He looked up and down the first broad CORR
dor, and sure enough, by the only open door
distress.
To her appeared Wardlow, suggesting assist
ance with smiling eyes that took in Miss Baines,
and beyond Miss Baines the mysterious pine
box deposited in the very center of the room.
Can be of any assistance2 You seem in
trouble. / met your father down stairs. am
an American, like yourself" Jack began, and
stopped. slightly embarrassed.
Miss Baines looked at him with brown eyes
quite devoid of coquetry. while she rested her
round chin on the end of a boot buttoner
Il would like to get rid of that and can't"
Miss Baines said, with deep sigh. pointing to
the box with the buttoner We've had him
with us for three months and father is 80 afraid
he may be lost"
Three months2 He-who-what9" Jack
asked, bewildered
1T is Thotmes the Second Father bought
oim, for he means to start museum OF antiqui-
he was very dear. He is a mummy"
For moment they looked at each other, then
Wardlow laughed. but his amusement found no
response in Miss Baines's perplexed face.
on Know, she continued, with unaffected
sadness, II cannot forget that he really is a
body, poor thing, though he is mummy. I
can't sleep trying to think how he looks and I'm
so sorry that he's not nicely buried. I'm always
thinking of his poor wife and children; how
dreadfully they must feel to think that father
means to take him to Pittsburg"
But, Miss Baines, you mustn't forget how
many thousand years ago he died"
Its no use" she replied with mournful GER
tainty; they are somewhere where they can
nd alxuoy 1i,oly hox.y foa1
Poor old chap Jack exclaimed. filled with
sudden commiseration for Thotmes H.
Miss Balnes. you don't know me- he said
but L can assure you am honest, and give
Thotmes. Suppose l have him carried to my
room over the way and there he can stay com
fortably while you remain in Geneva. He won't
be stolen and he won't spoil your dreams, or, in
deed, mine | am afraid I'm not SO tender as
you are. l wish were"
ut is very kind of you. Perhaps father
wouldn't miss him for few days; butt Rose
added with a sigh father always has him
placed in my room for my education; he thinks
1t will cure me of superstition and make me In
dependent mostly see to the trunks as WELL
1t is for my good. you know"
Hang fatherp Jack thought. Don't you
think he continued aloud. IF your education
had a recess it would be a reiefa"
20 dear | would so like it, Rose confessed
Before she could say another word Jack was
down stairs, and in five minutes more Thotmes
III was transferred to Wardiow's room. Sitting
tete- a-tete with the deceased monarch he studied
the stencling
I'm booked for Geneva as long as father
STAYS he reflected Poor Thotmes, what a
curious destiny yours-the crown of Egypt and
the dust of Pittsburg! To think that you
haven't even the pleasure of knowing how sorry
she is for YOU If anything could comfort fell
low under such circumstances that would In
spite of-father."