Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1902-09-03
CHAPTER AiI.-tContinued.)

CHAPTER AiI.-(Continued)
Tt was about midnight, and the moon
On the east was strong enough to sho"
all the paths through the forest
II was at this time that the strange
and wonderful scene was occurring ID
front Of the old mill, and during when
Nora Warner fell into the power OF her
old-time foe, the man most hateiul 10
her on earth-the mad-house doctor.
AS he left the house the Captain cast
several glances over his shoulder IN or
der to make sure that he was not fol
sowed. The very fact of his doing this
would seem to indicate that he was
bound upon some errand that would not
bear inspection
Once among the trees he made his way
rapidly to 4 point where the shadows lay
densest, and theIe upon the ground lay
the form % a man. silent aud MOTION
aess. 1t was the mysterious foreigner.
The Captain had proven too much for
sevep the keen detective, and his manner
lof convincing the man-hunter Of the ms
take he had made had been a forciblc one.
in the struggle, and before Captain
Grant had struck a favorable spot with
BINDER his knee, having knocked him tat
with a sudden and terrible blow, caught
awo OF the fingers Of his gloved hand be
tween his teeth, and almost bit them OIL
~ a point below the end joint
The murdered man lay just where he
had fallen, and realizing this, the Cap
tain vanished among the trees, returning
an less than ten minutes leading horse
alrcady equipped, which he had secrcted
On the forest to have ready III case Of an
emergency, for he was one of those men
twho always make sure of a way to re-
treat before proceeding any depth into
hheir schemes.
Presently he was mounted upon the
horse with the body of the foreign de
Eective in front of him. and held in such
"a manner that it looked like a comrade
asleep. with his head hanging upon his
breast
He kept in the densest portion OF the
forest. for he did not care to be seen by
any one, though the chances of such an
event at this hour would have been poor
enough even upon the public highway, for
the negroes were of too superstitious a
nature to think of wandering about the
country when ghosts and COLLINS were
supposed to be abroad
Because of his taking such round
about way. instead of going direct, he
was a much longer time in reaching The
old mill than Roger had been when carry
Eng Carol there, earlier in the night.
Strange how his mind should have also
turned to this quarter as a place of hid
ing. Surely there must have been some
thing more than chance in 1t all.
When he found himself in the immcdi
ate neighb0rhood nj the haunted mill,
Captain Grant brought his horse to a sud
den halt, and placed his dead charge up
on the ground Then securing his horse,
ne raised the limp form of the murdered
detective in his arms, and. by the exer-
EiJn of tremendous strength, bore 1t on.
He disappeared inside the old mill.
There was a large chimney at one side
of the mill, and, for some purpose or
ether, hole had been made in this. The
bricks lying upon the floor close by.
1t required a hcrculean strength TO
raise the dead detective to this opening,
out as he was not man Of over hun
bred and thirty pounds in weight, the
Captain succeeded in accomplishing it.
AS ne deI 20 MS uhtu ht Atoih tAA' bVN3
fall with a thump to the floor. Then all
was quiet
He made no change, not even touch
ang one of the bricks upon the floor, for
though it had at first been his intention
TO brick up the orifce in the chimney, up
on second thought he realized it was
wiser to leave things just as they were,
aur tear of exciting suspicious.
As he turned to leave he either saw,
or fancled he did, the head of man out
lined in one of the windows against the
light background.
The idea gave him such a start that he
Cell over a piece of old machinery that
Law rusting upon the floor. This was the
racket that had reached the ears OF
Carol and the widow
AS soon as he could recover he led
hastily from the mill. turning once ia
look back. and then pluuging in among
the trees like hunted stag.
Had there been n witness to the horrid
burial? He shuddered at the thought
nut found it impossible to decide whether
a. had been real or specter Of his i'm
agination.