Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1899-08-17

Master, we are here. Look! This Is
Beraresr'
Ere long the bearers halted at a
charming villa outside the city. In an
other momen Sir George was clasped
In the welcoming arms of his father
and his brother. When they had
grown calmer, Sir John exclaimed:
But what delayed you, George? We
expected you yesterday"
George smiled.
"a singular incident" he answered
Both Stop and / took an uninterrupted
nap of twenty-four hours. We Were
overtaken by the storm. and sought
shelter in the ruined Temple of silva"
.sThe ruins of the Temple of Siva?'
repeated Sir John, n shudder passing
over him as he uttered the words.
"Yes. father"
sand you and Stop have slept TWEEN
ty-four hours, you tell me-"
"Yes."
"4And Kazil?'
she. too. slept, I presume; although
he maintains TO the contrary. For my
part, l have had the most charming ev-
idence of my slumber in a dream"
"Ah." murmured Sir John Malcolm.
"a delicious DREAM continued Sir
George, that I would not exchange for
the most intoxicating reality, if it
might be renewed"
"And, by chance, did a woman take
part i'm it,"
Yes, father-a oma most ador-
able.'
.Tell me rour dream, emitting moth
ing, passing over nothing"
but why?'
"You shall know ~later-speak first"
Sir John listened with an attention
that never wandered, as, somewhat
surprised, George accedea to mis- re-
quest.
When he had finished, he spoke. for
the first time since the beginning Of the
recital.
"If have understood Alright" he
said. 'this woman was maskedf'
yes"
"You insisted many times that she
should permit You to see her face, but
she always refusedg"
YES"
"What is the last memory of your
uream-her last action!"
.Sha made me breathe an intoxicat-
ing perfume with which her handker-
chief was saturated"
AIR cried Sir John, with an accent
of triumph. II was sure of it,
aOf what. father!'' asked George, In
S-1itely puzzled.
THAT the skillful creature had en-
ployed, to put you to sleep anew, IN OF
the most powerful Indian narcotics.
You have not dreamed. my boy-your
good fortune was not imaginary. The
masked woman lives, More than nee
I have sought to trace her in her role
of siren,"
Us 1t possihle?' stammered George.
Possible and positiyer' replied his
father.
.sThen / have not dreamed" contin-
ued the young man; adding, as TO
himself: Il would like again 10 see
her.
The Judge made a sudden movement.
sYou cannot love her." he cried,
"since you nave never seer her face"
Love her? No, Why should / love
her? But there is about her n faScina,
ton which allureS me-"
Happily, you viii neve see her
again"
who knowsg' thought George Nal
colin.
~ 10 Nv w &AAAS -
must give your heart" continued the
old man. "A pure and lovely child is
TO claim 1t; and when you know Agnes
Bartell-whom. / hope, VIII become
your wife-you viii dream no more of
the enchantmen ) CT this Gree OF Hin
dostan. You viii understand that your
happiness and destiny are neal this
young girls. whose soul Is as exquisite
as her body"
Agnes Bartell.' repeated George.
.when, father. am I TO meet herr
Every soon-in a few days. at the
latest. a few weeks. Her sister, Hera,
is your brother. Edwards fiancee.
They are both orphans. and my wards"
And You believe that 1 shall love
AgnesT'
.Not to love her would be to own
yourself blind and deaf. The charms
of her face and the sweet music of her
voice would conquer her heart. We're it
armed with Indifference and colder
than marble"
"Ah. well, so much the betterr' cried
George. Il have never truly loved. and
am most anxious to make free gift OF
my heart"
But not Of this hearts claimant was
the young man thinking. as. the even
ing OF the second day following his ar
rival. he sauntered out alone beyond
the limits of the garden surrounding
the villa.
Through a thickly- shaded path he
slowly strolled. wondering IL his father
had guessed rightly. and il bis dream,
after all. mad been reality, and all un-
conscious that. a few steps behind him,
followed a tall. white shadow. whose
feet made no sound upon the gravel OF
the path.
Suddenly he shuddered-a hand rest
ed upon his shoulder. He turned TO
find himself facing a gigantic phantom
An apparition enyeloped from head 10
foot In a long. white veil. three open
ings in which indicated alone the posi-
ton of the eyes and mouth.
John Malcolm had obtained a prom
Use from his son that he would never
go out without carrying in his hand a
Hindoo pogiard and two small pocket
pistols. He now sized one OF the LAT.
ter. crying out:
Take care--I am ermed''
"Yor- wee pom Is useless" aisswcred
a voice. 10 bad English. "You have
nothing to fear from me-"
"Why. then. do you stop me?'