The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1895-02-08
But slo c..ly laughed tantaIizingly.

the open door. where it is cool?'
Eyes" she replied, '"for u few mo-
ments II will bc great relief
They approached to tho doorway and
stood looking down a'short fight OF
broad stone steps, which led to the side.
walk. Beyond could be seen a solitary
carriage, with dim light glimmtring
from the drivers scat. The driver him.
self had sought shelter from the rain
within the carriage.
Mr.. Basl.ford looked cautiously
around. No one was ia sight. He then
coughed in peculiar manner. The
driver instantly emerged, leaving the
carriage door open, and walked careless
ly forward, seemingly to inspect the
harness of ono Of the horses.
Now was Mr.. Bashford's time. He
suddenly seized his companion round
the waist, thrust his hand under her
mask and pressed it over her mouth, and
ran with her to the carriage.
Scream and you will DO murdered"
he muttered in her Car. He then forced
her in the carriage. stepping in after
her.
Mr. Bashfori held his fair prisoner
firmly down to tho scat and admonish-
ed her in the harshcst tones he could
command to remain silent.
She covered down submissively, evil
IDENTIFY too terrified to speak, trembling
and painting violently.
"What is to be done with me2" she
summoned the courage to falter.
"Hushl" he growled.
Still the carriage ratified ON through
numerous streets and alleys, the driver
having been instructed to tai, long,
roundabout course
Finally tho driver gave loud cough.
This was signal. Flo had calculated
that the devious course they had taken
would SO bewilder his wife that her
ideas of locality would be completely
confused. He wanted to impress her
with tho belief that she was being car
ried to some don Of unknown horrors.
Here we are, p" he growled. "Not o
word from you. my beauty"
He rushed up the steps, carrying his
captive under enc arm. Unlocking tho
door with his night key, he rushed with
/ ncf INTO lne ItOuSc.
A loud scream greeted his arrival.
Tho gas was burning brightly, and in
the middle Of the room stCod-her arms
thrown up and her eyes protruding with
horn or-his wifol
He halted in dire establishment and
dismay, still retaining his hold on the
Turkish lady. who had by this time
tainted.
"Louisei' he gasped.
But his wife only gave vent to a
piercing shrek and rotreated to the fur.
thermost corner Ut the room.
Don't you know me, Louise?''
"What does all this mean?" she said,
stepping forward cautiously. "Why are
you disguised SO frighttully, and who
is this you have with your"
Mr.. Bashford's bewilderment was so
great that he had entirely forgotten
that he was still supporting the Turkish
lady, and he now nearly dropped her.
Haven't you been to the masquer-
ado?" he demanded Of his wife.
"To the masquerade Certainly not. I"
"Then who is this?"
"That. How should know? Why,
as I'm alive, it's-oh, Dio, what under
the sun havo you been doing? This is
Emma Burch"
And Mrs. Bashford bent over the
| PROSTATE form and set herself about ap-
plying restoratives. They soon had their
effect. Miss Burch sat upright and look
cd about her in confused manner.
Louise, is it your" she exclaimed,
with glad look and almost fainting
again. "And am really safe? Oh, hor-
rorsp'
She caught o glimpse of the Indian.
'There, there, never mind him, said
Mrs. Bashford soothingly. Its only
Do"
"Dio, your husband, the one who kid
naped me? Oh, what does it all mean?"
Both ladies looked at Mr. Bashford
inquiringly, who was now forced to ex-
plain everything.
He did it with very bad grace and
q good deal OF stammering. When he
had concluded, his wife said:
"And SO You thought the suit was
for mo when / only had it brought here
to accommodate Emma. The same
clothes fit us both, and had it fitted
to me because she wanted to be very Sc
cret about her costume. Oh, Dio, to
think that you should have such little
trust in MEL
Mr.. Bashford had not word to say.
| He had for once in his life been fair
ly beaten, routed, ANONYMOUSLY defeat.
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