Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-01-09

the REMAINDER Ol Lie CudAuDCI, 10IC I'M
covered, merely formed a passage to
walk about the four sides.
This place the colonel had con-
structed where a dressing-room used
to be-" said Mr.. Critic; and his voice
sounded peculiar, being repeated in
whispers from the wall in a hollow
metallic ring that was oppressive as it
was strange.
Why, the place is like vault with a
tomb in it," said Arts, an impatient
tone in his voice.
1T is a vault, Mr.. Artis,' said the
old lawyer-"a vault in which is
tomb. This" he continued, sis all of
enormous strength, blocks of stone
and concrete being beneath us, and the
walls and roof are of immense thick
ness The space to be blocked up is
six feet through"
"Humph! Highly interesting, Mr..
Snowman" muttered Arts; and then,
at a look from Katrine, he became at
tentive.
Colonel Capel," continued the old
lawyer, had his own peculiar ideas.
and being an enormously wealthy
man, accustomed to command, he con-
sidered he had right to follow out
his views. I more than once pointed
out to him, when he made me his con-
fdant, that the proceedings he pro-
posed might meet with opposition
from the authorities; but he replied
calmly that the place was his own
freehold, and that everything was to
be carried out privately, but at the
same time he would give as little ex-
! cuse as possible for interference with
his plans. Besides, he said, once
get the matter over and it would be
| forgotten in week.
'sBut in the name of common sense,
broke out Artis, why"
''Will you kindly retain your obser-
vations Mr. Arts, until we have re-
turned to the drawing-room? said the
lawyer.
Capel saw that look from Katrine
restrained him, and a jealous pang
shot through his heart
Balm came for the wound directly,
| as Katrine raised her eyes to his, let
them rest there for a few moments,
and then yelled them as she gazed
upon the floor.
Colonel Capel," continued the old
lawyer, with his words whispering
about the stone walls, ''had double
intention in having this place con-
structed. 1t was for his mausoleum
after death, for his strong room dur
ing life Within this iron room or
chamber, which would defy any burg
lars tools, is a chest of steel, con
structed from the colonel's own de-
signs, to contain his enormous for
tune; and when that has been taken
out at twelve o'clock tomorrow, it is
to be replaced by the coffin that lies in
the next room by us who are present
now; to be closed up and locked; the
iron chamber is to be also closed; then
the iron door; and lastly, we are to
see that portal completely walled up,
as I have already told you, and-for-
gotten"
But said Arts, quickly, els the
large sum in notes herein this
placer"
eS, SIT.
and the diamonds pearls?"
said Katrine.
Eyes, my dear young lady, all are
here"
"And you have the keys?"
''I, and Ramo, the deceased's. trusted
servant"
'FBut is"
Arts was about to continue, sit safe
to trust that MANI" but, as he spoke,
he glanced at Ramo, who was watch
ing him.
'My guide is the series of rules writ
ten by Colonel Cape1, SIR" said Mr..
Critic, coldly.
"Can we see the jewels?" said
Katrine.
eyes, you can show us the treasure"
cried Arts, with half laugh. CAS- we
two are to have nothing, we might be
INDUCED with peep"
''The treasure is Mr.. Paul Capel's
SIR" said the old lawyer; "but, even
if he expressed a wish, I could not de-
part from my Instructions Tomor-
row, at noon, bid you all to meet me
at LuC uOOL vi OOlOACl OdpCl . L.
Tomorrow" said Arts. To-day"
The old lawyer glanced at his
watch.
eyes," he said; to-day. 1 had for
gotten that it was so late. Will you
kindly accompany me to the drawing
room?"
The Indian went first and drew
back the curtain, and they passed up
into the bedroom where the old Of
fcer lay in state. There they paused,
as Ramo drew back the iron door and
turned the key, when the bolts shot
into their sockets and the curtain was
drawn.
Then, glancing at the bed, they
passed out Of the room, Ramo locking
the door, listening sharply, with his
ears twitching, as he caught a faint,
creaking noise made by a lock in the
lower part of the house
"HOw STRANGE that bronze fourp