Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1889-05-09

vado. No one saw the forgery. Wentword
is at the bottom of the theft, and I'll turn
my attention to him Immediately. Poor
fool! He will find that he can not tamper
with my plans with impunity."
In the meantime tho person who had
brushed against the Captain and pressed the
note into his hand hurried down the street
without once looking behind him. At the
intersection OF another street he turned
down and moved with rapid strides toward
that part Of the little city bordering on a
river. He entered IN alley-way, passed
through o side door and up q flight OF
stairs, opening another door, admitting him
into small, diuly-Gghted apartment, occu-
pied by two persons
"Ah, the gondoiier has resurned!"
a slender figure advanced, and, as the
light from above falls on his face, we rec
ognizo tho wcll-knoTn features Of Louis
Fingal.
"Aye" exclaimed tho last conner, in a
shrill, unpleasant voice. ''Thc hcnchman of
the Doge comes. Benito has not been to
the palace in vaia," OF tho same time wav-
ing folded paper over his head.
''Sit down, Bcnito," ordered Fingal, in O
gentle, yet authoritative tone. 81 have talked
the matter over with our friend Austin, and
he seems to agrcc with US tia. tho Doge
must be ovcrthrown."
''Good! Come forward, Austin, and let US
view your kindly countenancc."
Tho third man stepped forward.
1t was Austin Wentword, tho young me-
chanic. He was well clad, and there was a
look of interest manifest On his frank, hand
some face. He had been in deep trouble
during the past few weeks on account of
his quarrel with Grace. To-day, however,
q change had como over the spirit of his
dreams.
Louis Fingal was the magician who had
worked the transformation, and made the
warm blood to flow with its wonted fervor
through the veins of young Wentword.
"Grace still loves you, but Captain Star
bright has planned your ruin and the pos
session of tho heiress," assorted the young
hunter, and then he entered into an ex-
PLANTATION that confirmed all that he assert
cd. So we find the young mechanic ready
to enter into plans for tho defeat Of the
schcming Captain.
The third member of the trio was curl
osity. He had removed his hat and stood
plainly revealed.
Above tho medium height, with high,
noble brow, he would have been handsome
but for the wild look in tho deep-set, dark
eyes. His beard, almost white, reached be-
low his waist, and tho thin hair was also
long, though nicely combed and oiled. The
cheeks were thin and hollow, and every
movement of the man indicated unsteadi-
ness of thought; that his mind was in a
daze. His dress was of the coarsest ma
terial, yet well fitting and remarkable for
it's neatness.
Ills tho council ready to hear the report
of tho grand chamberlain !'' questioned
this strange man, gazing about the room as
though it were filled with people.
awe are ready answered Fingal. Then
he turned to Wentword and whisp ered:
s'There is method in his madness, 1 am
sure. He has suffered some great wrong,
and"
"Listen to Don Benito's report" cried
the strange old man, moving his hand sew
eral times over the heads of his compan-
ions.
1--WE listen, Don Be1ito." uttered Fingal,
with the most wonderful gravity.
81 here produce o wonderful document
that came into my possession this night
through a strange combin alton of circum-
stances" said the old man, drawing forth
a folded legal-looking document and I'M
rolling it. ''The last will and testament of
Morgan Vanible."
''Whats Is it possible7'
Fingal started and bent quickly over the
document in the hand of the demented old
man. It was indeed what Don Benito had
read.
Scarcely had an exclamation of astonish-
ment fallen from Fingal's Gpsl when loud
rap fell on the door, and voice cried
"Open in the name of the lawv'