The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1894-01-27
4 GAME OF CHESS.

s'Your move, Mr.. Stanley; and, IL
you observe, your queen Is in danger"
IT I lose her, May yet win an
other"
mot at your rate of playing, sir.
You would have to advance a pawn"
Pardon, Miss Cheswick, but do I
play the game SO badly? The loss is
mine. I would play better il could.
Teach me how, Miss Cheswlck."
II will guide you through this one
move; but fear you do not attend to
my Instructions My bishop may be
removed by your knight, which, how
ever, is at once sacrificed to my rook,
which commands that square, if I
choose to take him in
''Thank you: I take your bishop,
then, and offer you this knight, emblem
OF myself"
II am not obliged to take him.
mo; but hope you will not reject
him.
; A short pause, while the dark, rich
face Of the young lady bends studious-
ly over the >glittering board Of mother
'of-pear and pink cornelian, while the
pallid, russet-bearded face Of the gen.
t1eman quivers and wakes paler yet.
! ''Not obliged to take him. murmurs
the lady again, her white hand hover
ing over the mimic field Of war. I'm
fact, If I do, you will win the game, in
spite of all your bad play, So"
Take him-pray, pray dov' almost
whispers her adversary.
Miss Cheswick's hand descends on her
rook, and twirling it undecidedly she
lifts her eyes with look Of surprise
and questioning to Mr.. Stanley's
Are you so very anxious to win
game Of chess?" asks she.
He looks at her silently. That "white
hush.' as the poet has aptly called it,
IS drifting over bis countenance. In
his eyes there is look which no
woman can misunderstood.
'This is but the emblem Of another"
he says, ut last, in low, but intensely
passionate, tone.
The lady drops her eyes and ponders.
Her gay smile has faded; there is
troubled frown family carved upon her
smooth brow.
I'VE will consider this a drawn
game" she says, very quietly; land
instead OF playing another, will, if
you choose, tell you story. It will
amuse and-and instruct you"
Pale and hopeless, Mr Stanley leans
upon the shining chess-table with his
eyes half-shaded by his hand
81, . With q quick glance at his detected
"a iesade, and q deepening OF the trou-
{ b1ed frown, the lady speaks: +.
Have you ever been at Badel-Ba-
den? But Of course you have: who has
not? Do you remember Die Hohe
Felsen,' and 'Das Alte Schloss,' on the
side Of the hill, and how the road
winds down into the valley through
the Black Forest, with the lovely vii
lage lying beneath?
Some years ago I was spending O.
few months at Baden with my mother" 4"
she glances at her black garments
with q heavy sigh-"who was ordered
there to drink the waters. One after
noon we had driven up to the 'Alte
Schloss,' and while my mother rested
there I climbed up above to see the
'Hohe Felsen.' You know they are
within ten minutes walk Of the castle,
and never dreamed Of danger. How
ever, I*was imprudept. It was so early
in the season that the forest was not
swarming with tourists and pleasure
parties-in fact, it seemed quite de-
serted.
Il sat down at the foot Of one of the
rocks and was soon lost in centempla-
tion of the sublime view below. 1t was
not long before heard voices, and be-
fore could rise from the sort Of niche
which had chosen, two gh-looking
trenchmen flung themselves upon the
moss within six feet of me, and, all una
ware OF my presence, began to discuss
q plot which caused me to tremble with
horror.
1T appeared from their conversation
sthat certain baron was becoming col
ebrated in the Kursaal for his unnrc-
cedented run Of luck at the pnnaino
tables-that, in fact, the bankers hoi
that day entreated him to seek some
otner field wherein to pursue his s,1c-
cesses, as they were wellnigh ruined
mat ne was, In consequence, going to
IeaVe baden-Baden, and should drive
through the Black Forest on his wav to
fIelDurg, starting at midnight.
Lie plan OF the two robbers-for
70 my terror discovered them to be
notnrng else-Was to waylay the baron's
carnage near the .Alte Schloss.' do
mand his money, and, if he resisted tn
PACK the horses over the precipice. and
descending after the wreck, help them.
serves 10 tne p1under. It was not with
out much wrangling, however that
tney hnally agreel upon this fiendisb
course of action, and, meantime. T
crouched in my nook, quaking lest thev
should discover me, while the sun sank
low, and the music from the 'Conyersa-
tlonhaus Gardens stole up on the
breeze, warning me that it was time
Tor mother to be at the 'Trinkhalre' for
her draught Of water, and that she
must even now be in a state of great
disquietude concerning my long abb
sence. .
II think have told you that nv
mother died Of heart-disease, and that
for years before her death, our great
aim was to preserve her from every
mental shock. Imagine, then, my ex-
treme anxiety to return to her, and to
return safely. =. Il
So urgent did this necessity become,
that at length rose. determined to
slip away SO softly that they should
not perceive me- / had not gone many
PAGES, however, until an angry excla-
nation from one Of them warned me