Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1892-04-28

cious wooden house with broad veran-
dab, a well built bungalow, In fact, and,
sitting on n rocking chair, n man, while
another stands beside him rifle in hand
and evidently equipped for hunting
expedition and. both Europeans.
Before he can stay him, the dog has
sprung from his side and is fawningly
caressing the man reclining on the chair,
literally bowling in the ecstacy Of his
Joy at the meeting.
Before Dunbar can spring behind the
friendly shelter Of rock, the man with
the rifle advances and challenges him.
At a glance Dunbar assured himself
that the tall, erect, handsome man Of
fifty approaching him was the redoubt-
able Frank Archer, and he had shrewd
suspicious that the one In the chair was
Sir Harry Grahame.
The young Amsric had no time TO
prepare story puitable 10 tho occa-
sion, thrust IA he was by accident into
tho heat Of the adventure; and IL was
very creditable 20 his natural courage
and peace OF mind that he advanced
without n tremor on his handsome
countcnnnce-nay, even with n smile.
~ presume have the honor OF adj
dressing Capt. Archer2" he asked.
"What do you want with Capt.
Archer" was the stern response, neither
denying nor admitting the identity.
"Some papers belonging TO him have
accidentally fallen into my possession,
and / have come n tedious journey to
restore them 10 him."
l.. Ii. \
ask, sir, how you came by these docu-
mentsP My name Is Archer, and they
are doubtless mine"
"By the oldest accident that ever be-
fell me-" Dunbar said, frankly. 81
have been on shooting expedition up
the country. Coming down tho lake !
was attracted by II stream that led in
land and following its course reached
place In tho woods where could
land. Here ! was abandoned by my
coolies, and had a rough time Of IL.
Chance led mo TO n deserted temple,
where | found white man lying in
tho ngonics q death. lie had just
time 10 give me the papers he was car
ryinR to You and eXtort promise from
me that would deliver them TO you
when he breathed his last Volta tout
am here"
lyon said, sir, think, that you were
coming dozen the lake, when this hap
pencd?"
Dunbar saw In moment the impor-
lance u tho question, and resolved on
cquvocation.
"What said meant" he replied
stcrnly, but, had | known that my
excrtions would be so little appreciated,
/"
His boldncss disarmed suspicion.
"Nay, my dear sir, do not feel disap-
pointed at your reception. have rea-
son TO know that persons were coming
up the river, whose motives were not
as friendly as yours. You have done
me great service by bringing me these
papers, and another by afrording me
the opportunity of welcoming coun.
trymnn to these wilds, where white WIS.,
itors aro as rare IA they are highly
esteemed. Pray, let me take you 10
your quarters"
Dunbar expressed his thanks without
faltcring, though he felt there was
something under the courteous manner
and high-bred politeness of his host
which would quickly rise to the sur
face II his real intentions were once
fathomcd-a case of the velvet glove
lined with n coat OF mail.
by the bye" said Archer, as he led
him toward the bungalow, II must pre-
pare you for little unpleasant expert
cncc-the gentleman you see sitting on
the vcrandah-you would not take him
for a lunatic, now, would you?"
Indeed, would not" Arthur re-
piled, gazing with interest on the hand
some, though wasted, features of the in
valid, who was fondling the dog.
Yet no Is mad as March hare, as
they say-not dangerously insane, but
crotchety. Why, my dear fellow, IL Is
for his sake that am here; for they
said that the climate and that sort of
thing night have n beneficial effect on
him--fact, assure you"
"You are generosity itself, Capt.
Archer; now, what is the form Of your
friends malady2'
"Hysteria and tricks OF the imagina-
tion--supposes himself to be persons of
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES he had the idea that
he was the duke of Wellington; now
think his pct illusion is that he is Sir
Harry Grahame, the hero of the In
dian mutiny."
"Ah, how sad; but | have met with
hundreds Of such cases"
Eyes, sad indeed, for the poor fellow
is still in the prime Of life. And now,
lot me warn you. We humor these
little tricks OF the imagination"
"Of course-l understand"
80 that IL would be kind OF you TO
carry ON the deception"
Certainly. will be discreet"
occasionally he breaks out, In
which case have q reserve Of brute
force in the shape OF stout English
man, once trooper in my regiment,
who has strength enough to manage
him."
"You did not tell me the name of your
invalid, Capt. Archcrp"
"Nol And for family reasons do
not care TO do so. With us he goes by
the name Of the particular hero with
whom he for the time being is identify
ing himself"
AS Sir Harry Grahame, for instance2"
EXACTLY. Now let me introduce you.
by what name, by the bye?"
Arthur Dunbar dashed boldly at n
pseudonym.
"Arthur-John Arthur" he said, with
out blush.
lone of the Arthurs of DerbyshireP"
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