The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1894-08-04

"SAS AiAAPoooloAo odVo where very Pc
culiar conditions of affinity existed
between him who caused and him
who saw them. A pan of Goals, on
which was thrown certain powder,
was prerequisite.
Had Kosmys, then, placed the pan
here, in Carroll's room, to show him
the picture so damning to himself?
Never! But she whom he called his
daughter? Might it be? Had she
not the same powers as the man whom
she assisted? Had she not deliber-
ately tried to make clear to this
stranger some terrible mystery in her
existence, to implore his help, his
succor?
''Then," said Carroll, as the morn
ing broke, "she knows the interest
with which, insane as it may appear,
she inspired me. If an affinity be
necessary for these black arts, the
affinity exists between u.s.
At breakfast the ladies chartered of
the coming performance of that even
ing; the final one before Kosmys de-
parted. The two by their own wish,
ate apart.
Carroll was silent and absorbed,
pale and nervous.
Carroll asked himself, now, in the
broad daylight, whether he were not
the victim of hallucination. The pan
of Goals was certainly in his room;
but he might have dreamed the rest.
Through the tenseness of his thought
he heard Batcheller saying:
''The daughter is going to be put
into a trance to- night, and we are to
see some wonderful instances of
thought-reading on her part. I believe
Kosmys says he is keeping the best
for the last
eyes," SAID Mrs. Trevelyan, 81 have
invited two or three dozen people
over. Kosmys just now sent me word
that his daughter would not appear
during the day. They are preparing
themselves in quiet, I suppose"
II wonder if the girl is really the
fellows daughter" observed Mr.. Van
Eyck, to Batcheller, in low tone.
Batcheller gave a laugh and shrug.
"Gad! who knows? With people of
that kind" Carroll felt his ears
tingle-he could have struck the
speaker.
AT 4 o'clock of the afternoon he
went to his room. Upon h is dressing
table was small folded paper. All
day he had been ceaselessly restless
he had seemed to himself always to
be waiting for something. He knew
not what. BE read over the follow
ing lines:
'Have erred in thinking that you
are friend? shall know, if YOU
will go to the small conservatory after
the performance tonight. slave;
oegs this-a bond slave; since the
earliest girlhood in the grasp of a
terrible power. Help! help! to escape
from bondage! have tried to reach
your soul with mine. Did I succeed
last night? Have you OWNED the
truth? A horrible fate threatens me.
The future will be worse than the
past. The future? Who knows if I
shall have one? He knows everything,
this man. If he learns what I am
attempting, he will kill me, for I hold
all his secrets in my hand" There
was no 81 gnature.
''The brute!" cried Carroll to him
self. His doubts had vanished. This
was direct appeal. He felt the need
of infinite circumspection. He must
so act that no suspicion should be
aroused. He went to the small con-
servatory and studied its entrance and
exits, and the way by which he could
best reach it that night unseen.
BY o'clock Mrs. Trevelyan's guests
had assembled. Carroll looked mar
rowly at Kosmys as he entered. "At
least he has discovered nothing as
yet" he thought.
''The daughter looks ill.," whispered
Mrs. Van Eyck to her neighbor. Car
roll overheard, but he avoided looking
at the girl, as she, he felt, avoided
looking at him.
She was seated in chair, and then
kosmys, concentrating his gaze upon
her, put her to sleep. She appeared
to struggle against the influence, and
Kosmys, with CLEAN in his eye that
made Carroll clench his hand against
his side, leaned over her, and made
passes with his fingers. There was
something, to Carroll, evil, furious,
in the magician's insistence At last
the trance was complete. The girl,
reading the silent thoughts of this
guest or that, began interpreting
their wishes, lighting lamp, finding
book, repeating verse Of poetry
recalled in Mrs. Trevelyan's mind.
Suddenly she staggered and fell. A
score of men sprang forward. Kosmvs
alone did not move.
There was physician among the
guests invited for that evening. He
bent over the girl, and after a mo-
ment he said, in a quiet voice:
''She is dead!'
Murderer! You have killed herw
shouted Carroll, springing toward
Kosmys.
Several hands collared him.
care you mad, man?" cried Batch
eller. us it likely that the fell ow
would kill his greatest aid?"
Carroll went abroad Months passed
before any speech came from him as
to the happenings at Mrs. Trevel-
yan's. Then, returning, he met the