Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1900-06-28


and if he thought it worth the risk he
might hold it over; If not, he was to
print it regardless of consequences.
As a matter of fact, the editor, with
fear and trembling held the news for
day, SO that he might not embarrass his
fair representative but so anxious was
he that he sat up all night until the 9TH
er papers were out, and he heaved
sigh of relief when, on glancing over
them he found that not one of them
contained an inkling of the information
locked up in his desk. And so he drop
ped off to sleep when the day was break
ing. Next night he had nearly as much
anxiety, for although The Bugle would
contain the news, other papers might
have it as well, and so for the second
time he waited in his office until the
other sheets, wet from the press were
brought to him. Again fortune favored
him, and the triumph belonged to The
Bugle alone.
The morning after her interview with
the director of police Jennie taking
small hand satchel, in which she placed
the various bottles containing the diff
ferent dusts which the chemist had sop
arated went abroad alone and, hailing
tiacre, gave the driver the address of
Professor Carl Seigfried. The carriage
of the princess was always at the dis
posal of the girl, but on this occasion
she did not wish to be emk lrrassed with
so pretentions an equipagt
The cab took her into street lined
with tall edifces and lef, her at the
number she had given the driver The
building seemed to be ono let ont in
fats and tenements. She mounted stair
after stair, and only at the very top did
she see the professor name painted on
a door. Here she raped several times
without any attention being paid to her
summons, but at last the door was
opened partially by a man whom she
took, quite accurately, to lie the pro-
fessor himself. His head was white and
his face deeply wrinkled. He glared at
her through his glasses and said to her
young lady, you have made mis-
take. These are the rooms of Professor
| Carl Seigfried. -
at is Professor Carl Seigfried that |
wish to see, said the girl hurriedy as
the old man was preparing to shut the
! door.
''What do You want from him2
81 want some information from him
about explosives. ! have been told that
he knows more about explosives than
any other man living,
"Quite right-he does What, then ?"
IAN explosion has taken place, pro-
ducing the most remarkable results.
| They say that neither dynamite nor any
other known force could have had such
an effect on metals and minerals as this
power has had -
"Ah, dynamite is toy for chill
drenl' cried the old man, opening the
| door little farther, exhibiting an inter
est which had up to that moment been
| absent from his manner. "Well, where
did this explosion take placer Do yol
wish me to go and see it,"
"Perhaps, later on. AT present wish
to show yOu some of its effects, but
don't propose to do so here in the pas
sageway.
"Quite right, quite right" hastily
calculated the old scientist throwing
the door wide open. "Of course am
not accustomed to visits from fashion
able young ladies, and | thought at first
there had been mistake, but if You
have any real scientific problem | shall
be delighted to give my attention to it,
What may appear very extraordinary to
the lay mind will doubtless prove fully
explainable by scientists, Come in,
come inl"
The old man shut the door behind
her and led her along a dark passage
into large apartment, whose ceiling
was the roof of the building. At first
sight it seemed in amazing disorder,
Huge as ii was, it was cluttored with
curious shaped machines and instru-
ments. A twisted conglomeration of
glass tubing, bent into fantastic tangles,
stood on central table and had evil
IDENTIFY been occupying the professor 8
attention at the time he was interrupt
ed The place was lined with shelving
where the walls We're not occupied with
cupboards, and every shelf was burden
ed with t-ottles and apparatus of ',iffer-
ent kinds. Whatever care Professor
Seigfried took of his apparatus, ne
seemed to have little for his furniture.
There was hardly decent chair in the
place, except one deep armchair, COW
cred with tigers skin, in which the
professor evidently took his ease while
meditating or watching the progress Of
an experiment This chair he did not
offer to the young lady-in fact he did
not offer her a chair at all, but sank
down on the tiger 5 skin himself placed
the tips Of his fingers together and
gared at her through his glittering
glasses.
Now, young woman" he said
sharply, "what have you brought for
meY Don't begin to chatter now, for
my time is valuable. Show me what
you have brought, and | will tell You
all about it, and most likely very
simple thing it is "
Jennie, interested in so rude man,
smiled, drew up the least decrepit chair
she could find and sat down, in spite of
the angry mutterings of her irritated
host, Then she opened her satchei, took
out the small bottle of gold and handed
it to him without word The Old man