Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-09-22

WHAT is IT.?
Its Vyse-V-y-s-e," replied Arthur
spelling the name. 1T belongs to the
fellow who went for Desmond" he
added, in a low voice
The major started, slightly.
Let me look" he said. Yes, it
certainly is Vyse. Was that his
name?"
Arthur Carr-Lyon nodded.
Il wish he'd stabbed him with it,"
he groaned out. between his teeth. Il
heard that story from the doctor-a
fool Of fellow who insisted on talk
ing to me the day before the wedding.
This man Vyse thought Desmond was
sweet upon a girl down there" and he
jerked his finger in the direction OF
the quarry, land went for him"
The major turned the knife over in
his hand. thoughtfully.
How does it come here?" he said,
quite moodily.
He was quarryman, the doctor
said; dropped it. expect"
YES" said the major, and he raised
his hand to throw the knife away.
Arthur Carr-Lyon caught his hand,
and the knife fell at their feet.
Hush" he whispered, hastily;
"some ones coming!"
The two men were silent and
motionless, listening intently, anu
looking downwards.
After moment or two of waiting,
tbpv cow q baod +hop tho f0uro ba
longing to it, rise above the level, ano
presently the full length of a man
came in sight.
He was walking very slowly, and
looking earnestly and searchingly
upon the ground.
The major looked at him keenly for
moment; then he caught Arthur
Carr-Lyon's arm.
What's the name of the girl down
there in the quarry?" he asked, in a
hoarse whisper.
Arthur started at him. then made an
effort to remember.
Nellie Wood" he said. in an an
swering whisper What do you
want to know for?"
The major made a warning gesture,
and they kept motionless, both watch
ing the newcomer.
Quite unconscious of their proximity,
he stepped slowly over the under
growth, his eyes fixed upon the
ground, and it was not until he was
close upon them that ne saw them
He stopped with stare, and looked
from one to the other; then he touched
his cap, and was going on, when the
major spoke.
His voice had lost all its humility
and despair, and was calm and suave.
"Good-afternoon, my man." he said.
Have you-ahem-have you lost any
/ thing?"
The man started slightly, and eyed
them with a sideway, suspicious
glance, and the major scanned his
/ face meanwhile with frank and
amiable interest.
| The man looked like tramp, bag
gard and dirty, with a stubbly growth
and ragged condition.
1t was Vyse, more desperate and
more soaked-a dangerous kind of
man at the best of times, and par
ticularly dangerous now.
Has l lost anything?" he said,
evasively. mo. Wot made you ask,
guy nor?"
Because l found something" said
the major with a friendly smile. It's
a knife"-he held it out-"with the
name of Vyse upon it. Is your name
Vyse?"
The man shot a sharp look from the
major smiling, benevolent face to
the dark, sullen one of the younger
man, then fixed his eyes on the
ground.
NO, it ain's!" he answered
Perhaps you know Vyse, the owner
of the knife. Are you a workman in
the quarry down there?"
mo. l ANTI" replied Vyse. But
know this ere vyse."
"Ah, indeed. Then perhaps you will
kindly return him his property" said
the major, and then he held out the
knife to Vyse.
He stretched out his hand to take
it, but the major drew it back, AMI
said, thoughtfully:
"Vyse, Vyse. Let me see; isn't
that the name of the man who at
lacked Mr.. Clifford Raven, and left
him nearly dead?"
Yyse's face changed color, and he
shuffled with he feet, uneasily.
Il don't know nothin' about ii" he
said, sullenly. Il never heard the
gentleman's name; how should L? I'm
a stranger in these parts, leastways
I've only been here a short time!"
"Ah, just So" said the major, bland
ly. Il thought perhaps as friend or
the man Vyse that he might have
confided in you. OF course, it was a
dreadful thing to do, but from all
can hear, I'm afraid this man Clifford
Raven has treated your friend vere
I badly"
Vyse looked from one to the other.
[ Arthur Carr-Lyon sat sullenly. mood