Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1898-07-27


| Grace?''
'Oh! you think me Miriam. No; not
yetr' She raised her hands, and
pressed her fingers against her tenn
Piles. "But 1 feel her-1 feel her COM
ing! Not yet, Kamaialzan! not so soon,
| do you know him?" she suddenly
asked. throwing back her hair and az.
ing an eager gaze on Grace.
'Know him? Kamaiakan? Why,
yes"
"No, not hint The youth,-the blue
eyed the fair beard above his
lips"
What are you talking aboutP Not
Harvey Fireman.
Harvey Freeman! An, how sweet a
name! Harvey PREGNANT shall know
1t nowl-Ten him." she went on, lay
Ing her hand majestically upon Grace's
shoulder, and speaking with an impress
sive 'earnestness, ''that Semitzin loves
himr'
"Semitzin9' repeated Grace, puz-
zled, and beginning to feel scared
''Semitzinr' the other said, pointing
to her own heart. "She loves him
not as the child Miriam loves, but with
the heart and soul of mighty princess.
When he knows Semitzin, he will
think of Miriam no more"
"But vino is Semitzin?' inquired
\ Grace, with a fearful curiosity.
"The princess of Tenochtitlan, and
the guardian of the great treasure"
was the reply.
"Good gracious! what treasurer
"T'he treasure of gold and precious
stones, hidden in the gorge of the
desert hills. None know the place of
it but ]; and will give it to none but
him love-
"But you said that. Really, my
dear, don't understand bit! AS for
Mr.. Freeman, he may care for Semitzin,
for aught know; but, 1 must confess,
! think you're mistaken in supposing
he's in love with you-if that is what
you mean. l met him before you did,
you know; and if were to tell you all
| that We
What are you or Miriam to me?-Ahl
she comes!-The treasure-by the turn
ing of the white pyramid hundred
paces-on the right-the arch"
Her voice died away. She covered her
| face with her hands, and trembled
violently. Slowly she let them fall,
and stared around her. 'Grace, is it
| you? Has anything happeneds How
came like this? What is it?''
well, if you don't know, I'm afraid
can't tell you. 1 had begun to think
you had gone mad. It must be either
that or somnabulism. Who is Semit-
zin?''
''Semitzin? never heard of him"
''It isn't a man: it's Princess. And
the treasurer
cam 1 asleep or awake? What are
you saying?'
1.-THE white pyramid, you know"
Don't make game of me, Grace. If
have done anything
My dear, don't ask me! l tell you
frankly, I'm nonplussed. You We're
somebody else minute ago. =. The
truth is, Of course, you've been dream
ing awake. Has any one else seen you
beside meT'
''Have 1 been out of my room?"
asked Miriam, in dismay.
"You must have been, should think,
to get that costume. Well, the best
plan VIII be, fsuppose, to say nothing
about it to anybody. 1t shall be our
secret, dear. If 1 were you, 1 would
have one of the women sleep in your
room, in case you got restless again.
It's just an attack of nervousness,
probably,-having so many strangers
in the house, all of a sudden Now
you must go to bed and get to sleep;
it's awfully late, and there'll be ever
SO much going on tomorrow"
Grace herself slept little that night.
| ONO CCo1d not decide what 10 make OF
this adventure. Nowadays we are pro-
vided with name for the peculiar
| psychical state which Miriam was un-
dergoing, and with abundant instances
and illustrations; but we perhaps know
what it is no more than we did twenty
five. or thirty years ago. Grace's first
idea had been that Miriam was de-
mented; then she thought she was
playing part; then she did not know
| what to think; and finally she came to
| the conclusion that it was best to
| quietly await further developments.
She, would keep an eye on
Freeman as we'll as on Miriam;
something, too, might be gathered frcAa
Lon Miguel; and then there was that
talk about treasure. Was that all
the fabric of dream, or was there
| truth at the bottom of itP She had
heard something said about treasure
In the course of the general converse
ton the day before. If there really
was treasure, why might not she
have a hand in the discovery
of it? Miriam, in her alb
primal state, had let fall soma
typographical hints that might prove
useful Well, she would work ont the
| problem, sooner or later. Tomorrow,
when the others had gone off on their
expedition, she would have ample leis-
ure to sound Don Miguel, and, if he
| proved communicative and aEaila BILE.
who could tell what might happen?
But how very odd it all was. Who was
Senlitzin?
While asking herself this question.
Grace fell asleep; and by the time the
summons to breakfast came. she had
passed through thrilling adventures
enough to occupy a new Scheherazade
at least three years in the telling of
| them.
CHAPTER VI.
Y NINE O'CLOCK
Ne in the morning
llSafR Professor Hascb;-