The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1894-08-04


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. II 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 absor bed,
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 trance to- night, and we are to
see some wonderful instances of
thought-reading on her part. believe
! Kosmys says he is keeping the best
for the last"
"Yes," said Mrs. Trevelyan, 81 have
Invited two or three dozen people
ever. Kosmys just now sent me word
that his daughter would not appear
during the day. They are preparing
themselves in quiet, suppose"
II wonder II the girl is really the
fellows daughter" observed Mr.. Van
| Eyck, to Batcheller, in a low tone.
Batcheller gave a laugh and shrug.
Cad! who knows? With people of
[ that kind" Carroll felt his ears
tirgle-he could have struck the
| speaker.
At 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.
b. had seemed to himself always to
be waiting for something. He knew
no5 what He read over the follow
ing lines:
Have erred in thinking that you
are friend? l shall know, If you
wAl go to the small conservatory after
tho performance tonight. slave
hcgs this-a bond slave; since the
earliest girlhood in the grasp of
terrible power. Help! help! to escape
from bondage! / have tried to reach
Z JOUR soul with mine. Did l 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
shall have one? He knows everything,
this man. If he learns what l am
attempting, he will kill me, for hold
all his secrets in my hand" There
was no signature.
1.-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-
sorvatory and studied its entrance and
exits, and the way by which he could
best reach it that night unseen.
BY 8 o'clock Mrs. Trevelyan's guests
had assembled. Carroll looked mar
rowly at Kosmys rs he entered. ''At
least he has discovered nothing as
yet" he thought.
"The daughter looks i'll, 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 a 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 interpre ting
their wishes, lighting lamp, finding
book, repeating verse of poetry
recalled in Mrs. Trevelyans mind
Suddenly she staggered and fell. A
score of men sprang forward. Kosmys
alone did not move.
There was a physician among the
guests invited for that evening. He
bent over the girl, ana after a mo-
ment he said, in quiet voice:
''She is dcad!"
Murderer You have killed her!'
shouted Carroll, springiny toward
Kosmys.
Several hands collared him.
"Are you mad, MANI" cried Batch
eller. is 1t likely that the fell ow
would kill his greatest aide"
Carroll went abroad. Months passed
before any speech came from him as
to the happenings at Mrs. Trevel-
vans. Then, returning, he met the
physician who had been present on
that last night, and irresistibly inn
PEELED, he unbosomed himself
"Of course lean never explain 1t.
No one can. But l am morally GER
tain that the girl was that fellows
victim, entrapped as child, trained
to aid him in his work, and, finally,
having grown to woman's estate, pur-
sued by attentions that were odious
to her. She saw that was interested
and strove to reach me, that l might
help her. She dreaded him. She
thought he would discover her at
tempt. And he evidently did. He