Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1895-10-09

Wtfe~-n 10 were shea--tvas hnwontedif
witty, vivsoious and entertaining.
But all Of sudden the Turkish lady
deserted him and joined Roman sona.
tor ON the other side of the room. She
conversed with him in low tone, dane
ed set with him and aflerward ex.
changed some private words in an Np.
parently very confidential manner
This fairly maddened Mr.. Bashford
with jealousy. Finally he got chance
to speak to her again.
''Squaw must not leave her brave"
he nurmured.
But she only laughed tantalizingly.
II think l hear the pattering of rain
drops, he said. shall we not stand in
the open door, where it is cool?''
Yes" she replied, "for few mo-
ments 1t will be a great relief.
They approached to the doorway and
stood looking down short fight Of
broad stone steps, which led to the side
walk. Beyond could be seen n solitary
carriage, with n dim light glimmering
from the drivers seat. The driver him.
self had sought shelter from the rain
Wltmn tne carriage.
Mr.. Bashford looked cautiously
around. No ono was in sight He then
coughed in a 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.. 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 be murdered,
he muttered in her ear. He then forced
her in the carriage. stepping in after
her.
Mr.. Baslford held his fair prisoner
firmly down to the seat and admonish-
ed her in tho harshest tones he could
command to remain silent
She covered down submissively, evil
dontly too terrified to speak, trembling
and painting violently.
"What is to be done with me?" she
summoned the courage to falter.
''Husbl" 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 signal He had calculated
that the devious course they had taken
wonld 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 ono arm. Unlocking the
door with his night key, no rushed with
her into the house.
A loud scream greeted his arrival.
The gas was burning brightly, and In
the middle Of tho room stood-her arms
thrown up and her eyes protruding with
horror--his wifel
He halted in dire astonishment and
dismay, still retaining his hold ON the
Turkish lady, who had by this time
tainted
''Louisel' no gasped.
But his wife only gave vent TO
piercing Shrek and retreated to the fur
thermost corner Of the room.
Don't you know me, Louisei"
"What does all this meanI" she said.
stepping forward cautiously. "Why are
you disguised 80 frightfully, and who
Is this you have with your"
Mr.. Bashford's bewilderment was 80
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-
adei" he demanded Of his wife.
ITO the masquerGdel Certainly not.
"Then who Is thisi" M
"That. How should know? Why,
as I'm alive it's-oh, Dio, what under
the sun have You been doing1 This is
Emma Burchr'
And Mrs Bashford bent over the
PROSTATE form and set herself about ap-
plying restoratives. They soon had their
effect. Miss Buroh sat upright and look
cd about her In confused manner.
Louise, is IL your" she exclaimed,
with q glad look and almost fainting
again. "And am / really safer oh, hor-
rorsn
She caught a glimpse Of the Indian.
"There, there. never mind him, "said
Mrs. Bashford soothingly. Its only
Dio"
"Dio, your husband, the one who kid
naped met Oh. what does IL all meanf"
Both ladies looked at Mr.. Bashford
inquiringly. who was now forced 10 ex-
plain everything.
He did it with a very bad grace and
a good deal Of stammering When he
had concluded, his wife said:
"And so you Thought the suit was
for me when l only had IL brought here
to accommodate Emma The same
clothes fit us both. and had IL fitted
10 me because she wanted to be very So
cret about her costume. oh, Dio. TO
think that you should have such little
trust in mel
Mr.. Bashford had not word 10 say.
He had for once In his life been fair.
ly beaten, routed. ignouniniously defeat
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