Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1896-11-03

ueFerted MIN and joined a Rorl1n soma
tor on tic other side of tic room. Sbe
conversed with him in low tome dano-
eel o set with him and afterward oT.
changed some private words in AN an.
paIehtly very confidential manner.
This fairly maddonod Mr.. Bashford
with jealousy. Finally be got a chance
TO speak to her again.
Squaw must not leave her bravo -
ho murmured.
But sho only laughed tantalizinglv
think hear the pattering of rain
drops, h" said. "Shall we not stand In
the open door, where it is coolY'
Yes, she replied, "for a few mo.
Gents. 1t will be q great relief"
They approat he'd to the doorway and
kood looking down a short flight of
Load stone steps, which led to the side
Walk. Beyond could be seen a solitary
cGrriage, with din light glimmerine
from the drivers seat. The driver him.
self had sought shelter from the rain
within the carriage.
hlr Bashford looked cautiously
around. No one was in sight. He then
coughed in a peculiar manner. The
driver instantly emerged, leaving the
carriage door open, and walked careless
y forward, seemingly to inspect the
harness 1T 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 pre- Ssod it over her mouth, and
ran with her to the carriage.
Scream and you will be murdered, :"
he muttcred 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 lne?" 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 q signal. He had calculated
that the devious course they had taken
would so bewilder his wife that ker
ideas of locality would lie completely
confused. He wanted to impress Eer
with the bclief that she was being ccI-
ried to some den of unknown horrors.
Here we are, he glcwled. 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, crushed with
her into tho 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 wifel
He halted in dire establishment and
dismay, still retaining his hold on the
Turkish lady, who had by this time
tainted.
"Louisep' he gasped.
But his wife only gave vent to O
piercing shrek and retreated to the fur
thermost corner Of the room.
Don't you know me, LouiseP'
"What does all this mean?" she said,
stepping forward cautiously. "Why are
you disguised SO frightfully, and who
is this you have with you?"
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-
ade2" he demanded of his wife.
ITO the masquerade Certainly not.
"Thon who is this?"
"That How should / know? Why,
as I'm alive, its-oh, Dio, what under
the sun have you been doing? This is
Emma DuIuhP'
and Mrs. BasllfnYd bent over the
prostrate form and set herself about up
plying resturatives. They soon had their
effect. Miss Burch sat upright and look
ed about her in confused manner.
Louise, is it you?" she exclaimed
with a glad look and almost fainting
again. "And am really safe? Oh hor-
rors -
She caught glimpse Of the Indian.
"There, there, never mind him, " said
Mrs. Bashford soothingly IT'S only
Dio. -,
"Dio, your husband, the QUE who KID.
uaped me? Oh, what does it all meanT
Both ladies looked at Mr.. Bashford
inauiringly, who was now forced to ex-
plain everything.
Ee did it with very bad grace ana
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 it brought here
TO accommodate Emma. The same
clotbos fit US both, and had 1t htted
to 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 TO say
Ho had fer once in his life been fair'
~ beuten. irted, ANONYMOUSLY defeat
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