Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1898-07-25

overhead. IN itoGAa anu IeC@SSSo G<+1
tronZe and white marble statues doomed
like suggestions CT the good and evil
they represented. rs they stood in the
center of the chamber. undecided what
10 do, they heard step in the adjoining
looIl, and Eenri presented terrified
yisagc over the top Of grotesquely
carved wooden screen.
who is it," he cried out in a voice
hat shock strangely. lie had not rec
cGrized the visitors.
1T is 1, Henri, Miss Huntington.
Where is your nlaster?"
Henri slowly stalked from behind
the screen.
"You-you, Miss Dorothy!' he STAN
Eaered. and then be stood a mute picture
Of INDIGESTION, bis glance shifting to and
fro uneasily.
where is Mr.. Gielow? [ must see
him" said the heiress.
Henri made no response. lie clutched
brass stand, On which lay some
rurios, and they shock and ratified
harshly. A small piece Of china fell
10 the floor with a crash, but he did not
notice it. Miss Huntington stepped de-
liDerateIy to the chandelier and raised
enc of the lights. Then her eyes fell
on Henri. His collar was unfastened,
ms necktie awry, and his long black
hair jumbled; his eyes looked as il from
weeping they had swollen too big for
THEM sockets.
whats the matter, Henri?" asked
Miss Huntington, almost fiercely, his
bearing and aspect hurting fresh
slaft of conviction into her heart.
Speak, I say; don't you know J am as
true friend to him as you are"
''He-he's gone Miss Dorothy," was
the reply.
Great. God!" exclaimed Dorothy, IN
der her breath, and then she raised her
voice: 'IIe confessed it to you?"
Henri nodded.
'He said so, Miss Dorothy, but"
Henri, Mr.. Caruthers was murdered
ten days ago in his rooms at the Palace
hotel"
Are you sure, Miss Dorothy?"
Eyes, Mr.. Hendricks, the most cele-
brated criminal detective in the United
States Informed me of it about an hour
ago."
Then it is true!'' gasped the serv-
ant. "My mate not only told me about
it, but | overheard him confessing it
to Count Bantirni. The count was
asking him all the particulars, and then
I heard the count say: Now you must
tell Henri. Tell him you did it, and
then remember you must make your
escape
"Then some one rang for me, and ]
came in. Master was walking up and
down the room tearing his hair and
crying and swearing terribly. lie was
like mailman. He would take hold Of
statue and choke it and yell out: 'Ch.
I've got you now, you black-hearted
roue If I can't have her she shall be
free from your dirty clutchesH Then
he turned as I entered and started to
fly at me with the fury Of tiger, but
the count caught him and drew him
back
"'Tell him now,' said the count; tell
him about the murder
and then master grew calmer and
told me frightful story, such an I'M
natural one that was sure he was mad.
But the count told me it was true and
ordered me to pack my masters bag
with few things. More dead than alive
/ obeyed, and then they went away
together"
where did they go?" asked the
heiress.
81 don't know"
"The poor fellow was insane" said
Mrs Winfret comfortingly, as she put
her arm round the shoulders of her
niece. Even if he is caught and
brought back his unsoundness of mind
can easily be established. Come, dar-
ling; let's go home. Remember you are
NOW your uncle's heir Internationally,
and if you wish you can spend all your
fortune in saving the poor fellow"
Dorothy rose stiffiy, and as placidly
as one in a dream followed her aunt
from the room and down to the car
rage.
Henri accompanied them to the door.
and then crept sobbing and shifting
lack to his own apartment.
He had scarcely turned his back when
man crawicd out from behind heavy
curtain of little alcove. He went
softlylto the door, Unattached it, and
glided out into the dimly-Ighted cor
ridor He turned corner, and, going
down one Of the darkest and narrowest
Railways on the same floor, he APP
preached man sitting On a window
sill.
81 know you are cold and ti1ed,' he
said. "But | could not get away soon
err 1t was the voice Of Minard Hen
bricks, and he was speaking to DR..
Lampkin Il found the door Of the
studio open, and got in safely enough.
was too late to see Gielow, and just as
| was about to come out Miss Hunting
ton and her aunt came in and turned
up the gas. | had to lie low, but over
heard what I'll bet the police will never
get out of the artists servant. heard
Kim tell Miss Huntington that Gielow
had confessed to the murder"