Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1900-04-19

CHAPTER II.-(Continued)
"What was the total cost, outside Of
che freightage, the dynamite and other
things?" asked Sir Luke.
1.-TWO hundred pounds. We take an
abstract, humanitarian view of il" philo-
1sophically observed Weems, with grin.
eBut then, doesn't the aspect become
Sust leetle more unitarian, Sir Luke,
when you imagine your elder brother
the rightful baronet, you know-on board
that same doomed ship?"
Eyes, that would naturally render the
prospect more attractive, if there would
be sense in supposfng anything of the
sort" said Sir Luke, clenching his hand
and gnawing his lip. "But I've scarcely
any fear Of your finding my brother
alive in the diamond regions"
"Pshaw! l, for one, have never for
minute believed in that report of his
DEATH said Weems.
"Why should he still continue to live
and work under an assumed name in
wild land, thought
"For the very reasons that it is wild
land, and tkat it is work. and not play,
that he's engaged in," replied Weems,
-coolly.
''Let us put aside the subject for a
WHILE" said Sir Luke, heaving a sigh.
@'By way Of change, Weems, suppose you
5ust recapitulate the various objects Of
your mission"
with the greatest pleasure" chuckled
'Weems. "In the first place, I'm on my
legitimate business of horse trader, with
my jockey to assist me, my thorough
abreds to be disposed of at a handsome
profit to the Beers, army officers, and
English residents in Cape Town. In the
second place, after depositing our little
clock-work in a secure place, I'm to start
tor the diamond fields, ostensibly for the
purchase Of rough gems, but really and
truly for the purpose of settling the
,snooted question as to Sir Philip Dalziel
being alive or dead. Am 1 right so far?'
Sir Luke nodded.
'In the third place." continued Weems,
smiling, 81 am to unearth Sir Philip alive
and kicking, and from under whatever
fictitious name he may have last assum-
ed, and, after ingratiating myself in his
confidence, I'm to give him whatever
news I please to make him thoroughly
homesick, and then see to it that he sails
.sn the fore-doomed ship"
Another nod Of assent, and another re-
sumption, with increased righteousness:
"Well and good. Sir Philip disposed of
and our fortunes assured in the same
boat, what is the fourth object Of my
mission? To find certain beautiful
young lady governess, Ell? Her name is
Agnes Muir; she was betrothed seven
years ago to q certain Luke Graeme, who
Is at last enabled to send for her to come
home to share with him his title, his for
tune, and bis heart. Am right, Sir
Juke?"
Sir Luke nodded again, and also wiped
his forehead.
eyes, you've got it right about Agnes
Muir" said Sir Luke, not without emo
eion. Heaven grant that you may sue
coed in finding her by the directions I
have furnished you. But under whose
care will you send her back to Englandw
"My nephew, Milton Eastwood, who
will accompany me ON this voyage, as he
has on several others. Rafting fine fell
low, educated, gay, honorable, handsome,
good gait, kind temperw
II shall have to take your word for
him." said Sir Luke.
You'll never regret taking my word in
Judgment on horse or man, Sir Luke"
said Weems, rising. ''Well, everything's
arranged pleasantly now, and nothing
more need be said till I meet you on
board ship at Southampton tomorrow,
eh?"
Can is arranged" said the lawyer.
@But wait Here is the second mortgage
deed that Sir Luke has promised to exc
cute in your favor, Weems."
"Well thought OFF, said Weems, as the
old lawyer produced stamped document.
1t was a second mortgage deed in large
amount, which Sir Luke had promised in
consideration of ready money lent to him
by Weems, who was quite as much
money lender as he was horse broker.
-tBy the way, Sir Luke said Weems,
In confidential tone, as the. two were
seeking the street in each others COM
pany, "a friendly word in your ear. Lose
no time in putting out Of sight and mind
your wife, Mrs. Graeme, as she still con-
sents to style herself, thank fortune!'
MY wifev' growled the younger man.
<'Of course; for she is your wife, and
there is no getting over the fact, as long
as she remains in the vicinity Of Dalziel
Towers" said the other, soothingly. II
sounded her again to-day on your PROPOSE
ton, and her indignation was something
stupendous.
''She is still obstinate, is sheY' mutter-
ed Sir Luke between his teeth, as he rode
homeward alone. "a curse on it! why
did I marry her? Why did I not wait,
wait, wait, until fortune should have en-
abled me to send for Agnes, according to
my promise? But there must and shall
be some way out Of this!"
CHAPTER III.
The love story in this ill-governed, mis-
-erably balanced and unprineipled young
mans life was peculiarly sad one, so
far as the two women innocently entan-
.gled in it were concerned.
Seven or eight years before the opening
of our story Luke Dalziel was fugitive
from the consequences of many indiscre-
fions nor RI sav actual crimes and in