Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1895-07-30


conversed with him in a low tone, dane
ed set with hun and afterward ex-
changed some private words in an ap-
parently very confidential manner
This fairly maddencd Mr.. Bashford
with jealousy. Finally he got chance
to speak to her again.
',Squaw must not leave her brave, :"
he murmured.
But she only laughed tantalizingly.
Il think hear tho pattering of rain
drops, " he said "Shall we not stand in
the open door. where it is oool?'
Yes" she replied, ''for few mo-
ments. 1t will be great relief"
They approached to the doorway and
stood looking down a short fight of
broad stone steps, which led to the side
walk. Beyond could be seen solitary
carriage, with dim light glimmering
from the drivers seat. The driver him.
/ within the carriage.
Mr. Bashford looked cautiously
around. No one was in 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 one of the horses
Now was Mr.. Bashfords 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 be murdered, :"
he muttered in her ear. He then forced
her in the carriage, stepping in after
her.
Mr.. Bashford held his fair prisoner
firmly down to the seat and admonish-
ed her i'll the harshest 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 meP" 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 take long,
roundabout course.
Finally the driver gave loud cough.
This was a signal He 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 the belief that she was being car
ried to some den Of unknown horrors.
Here we are, he growled. mot a
word from you. my beauty"
He rushed up the steps, carrying his
captive under one arm. Unlocking the
door with his night key, he rushed with
her into the house.
A loud scream greeted his arrival
The gas was burning brightly, and in
the middle of the room stood-her arms
thrown up and her eyes protruding with
horror-his wifei
He halted in dire astonishment and
dismay, still retaining his hold ON the
Turkish lady, who had by this time
tainted
"Louiser" he gasped.
But his wife only gave vent to q
piercing shrek and retreated to the fur
thermost corner of the room.
Don't you know me, Louise?''
w nAb uOSb ull thlb bliO bhlus
stepping forward cautiously. "Why are
you disguised SO frightfully, 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 10 the masquer-
ade?" he demanded Of his wife.
'To the masqueradei Certainly not
Then who is thisl'
THAT. How should know? Why,
as I'm alive, it's-oh, Dio, what under
the sun have you been doingi This Is
Emma Burchi"
And Mrs. Bashford bent over the
PROSTATE form and set herself about APP
plying restoratiyes. They soon had their
effect Miss Buroh sat upright and look
ed about her In a confused manner.
Louise, is IL your" she exclaimed.
with q glad look aud almost fainting
again. "And am really safer Oh, hor-
rorsl"
She caught glimpse Of the Indian,
There, there, never mind him, said
Mrs. Bashford soothingly, ITS only
Dio.
"Dio, your husband, the Que who kid
napsd mef Oh, what does IL all meani"
Both ladies looked at Mr., bashfOrd
inquiriDgly who was now forced 10 ex'
plain everything
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