Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1893-12-24

while We are whetting the appetite Of
that bloodhound Rudersdorf, Yes,
that's what be is-a bloodhound. neith-
err more nor less. ready to run down any
unhappy wretch whose scent is given
him. Fancy, he has never seen
Taras: Taras has never Injured him,
and vet from the day Taras irst came
nnder the notice OF the police this man
has vowed to destroy him."
"What for?"
"Simply to crafty bis lust for blood,
the cultivated instinct Of the blood
hound. He wears a locket on his chain;
he opened 1t to show me one day. It
contains two wisps OF hair-one a wo-
man's-taken from the heads Of VIC
Tins. we'll known nihilists, whom he
hunted down and killed. They are ar
ranged symmetricsllY, with a space leit
between them. In that vacant space
he has written the name OF Taras"
The broughAm stopped, be openeSth
door aud stepped out, but l was too har-
rifed by what l had heard to move.
whats the good Of going In there?",
l asked Eercely when he held forth his
hand. "What are flowers 70 me now?na
BETTER come" be said In q low tone.
approaching closer. I'VE have to avoid
suspicion. Every man Ihave employed
is a spy" And holding out his hand
again he added pointedly, Eve are
watched when we least suspect 10"
We passed through the house In
which the chrysanthemums we're ex-
hibited, but / saw no beauty In them
nothing but patches Of red here and
there Ia varying shades-the color of
blood In all.
We went out into the garden. II was
the last day 10 October. The clouds
that had overspread the sky for some
DAYS had broken that morning, and it
seemed as II summer had returned.
The sun was sinking in glory behind
the deep red mist, but thar hateful
color was reflected in the ripples OF the
rivsr-blood everywhere. / could see
but that.
awe can talk safely here said Ks.
anagh. stopping before a vacan seat
'If there is anything to say" he added
d~espondently.
"Can we do nothing2" / asked In des-
perRtion.
lie neSltAtcu de "a Q "ulS "elh ulh8
alternatives.
THE simplest thing perhaps Is 10
warn him OF his danger. IL mas nov
save his life for a single hour longer.
1t is scarcely probable that il will ena-
BILE him TO ward OF the blow, but " we
can do nothing else
II thought you had some idea when
you went away"
Ion, a hundred schemes have run
through my mind since then all mad,
impossible or impracticable
Cant you tell me whG' they arep'
l asked quickly, eager TO grasp az the
merest shadow Of 3 straw floating on
the overwhelming waters.
He shrugged his shoulders.
zone must seem more hopeful tha
the rest" l urged.
That's true. but Well, 10 confess
the truth, / am ashamed TO tell you OF
| the only idea which seems TO have any
possibility OF = practicable outcome.
You can imagine how repulsive IL Is 20
nv feelings by the fact that the risk OK
death seems preferable now 10 realizing
my idea"
II don't understand you. Tell me
more plainly what you mean"
~ mean this" he answered irply.
81 SEQ no acceptable option but 20 re-
lease you from your promise OF secnpcy
aud bolt for my life."
what good is that ?" exclaimed Inn
patiently. "Nhht does II matter what
you do II IT cannot save Taras?"
"Warned OF his danger, he might
escape"
Never! Taras ny from dangerl 70.
don't know Taras,"
Even In that time OF dread my bosom
was stirred with pride In my hero's
strength.
IL thought perhaps, knowing how
great his affection aud consideration
are for you, that your infiuence"-
81 would o say a word nor let him
see a tear that might influence him
against his principles. II would be
useless II did"
''Then what Is 20 DO done2"