The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-04-21
The Missing Man
By MARY r. p. HATCH
Copyright by Lee & Shepard.l
- Thrilling Tale of Mystery Dealing Startling
Hypnotic Influence and Double

| pected, and strange rumors started up
| meanwhile, that astonished me greatly 1t
was said that he went away with woman
named Lenora, a beautiful woman with
emerald-colored hair. Do you know herr"
/ have heard of her." he replied
Then she continued. claiming her
emotions with strong hand, and endeavor-
ing to speak composedly, while Mrs. Fry
sat an awestruck listener, for she had
crept silently back, cit was feared he had
been drowned In the river or had met
with some foul play, for a body was found
IN 1t that It was thought might be his.
This idea followed the bank troubles"
What bank troubles?"
1t was said that my husband embezzled
the funds, that he altered two notes to ten
Them
1T is false. false 1 never did it-never,
1t is a conspiracy to rob me of my good
name
Almost the exact words of another"
thought Constance, who, however con-
tlnued by strong effort of will to speak
of the main facts of her husbands disap-
pearance.
IAN investigation was made and no con-
siderable trouble was found at the bank
except as regarded the altered notes. which,
1t was believed, my husband returned to the
bank TO get week after leaving Grove
dale He left on the desk a shrt-stud one
OF set that gave him; another was found
near the river by an Italian employed on
the new railroad: as it was believed. My
husbands travelling cap also found
among the bushes. on the bank"
She paused for a moment to look at the
pale-faced man on the pillow. who listened
with wide-opened eyes and flushed cheeks.
Go on he said family.
perhaps 1 would better wait awhile"
No, don't you see | am in torment ?' he
he said, irritably. Il want to know whether
l was murdered. or whether turned out to
be bank robber. BY heayensi what fools
there are in the worl6r
We advertised and employed detectives
10 nnd MIN, but no trace was discovered.
Strange accounts of celebrated bank de-
faulter named Ashley however, were met
with, and he was said to resemble Mr.
Hamilton. He also appeared to have
wife named Lenora- whose hair was called
green. One defalcation took place i'm Nav
My husband always went away in that
month and was absent two weeks II was
thought by some that Ashley and Hansil-
ton were one and the same There wore
two other men connected with ASHLEY sn6
they started private banks in new nIaceS
In the West and victimized the people who
not appear to be always with them bnt
when he was, the greatest frauds were
committed "eie
Did you believe that your husband and
Ashley were identical?" asked the sick
Constance. a.
mo. I never believed it; but after a time
thought he must be dead. and I ordera6
monument to be made, intending to erect
1t to his memory. The remains found i'm
the river were buried in the cemetery. but
whether to have them disinterred and
placed under the monument. when a
strange thing happened
But when did / appear on the scenao
Was 1t before the monument affair?''
Then you really did not know mo and
yet you say you saw me and spoke To me
Was there nothing about me to recall vour
husband Constance?"
"oh. there was. there was." she cried.
but no one else could see it, You looked
ont
different color. You did not know me. Won
worked in our mill like an ordinary work
man. You boarded here; and though vou
did seem 10 be attracted toward me and NV
children. there was nothing in your manner
10 SAVIOR OF any right to us. Then too
you played the violin, and my husband
knew nothing about music except thar he
loved to hear it; and, besides you were |
good machiniSt and very ingenious i'm MANY
faculty at all. / have heard him saw he
could not make even top
And you say can play the violin?''
well, now I know 1 cannot Is there
one in the house?''
There's your own / put away when vo,,
was took SICK, said Mrs. Fry who was
divided in her allegiance TO her olden
favorite, Primus Edes. and her consterna- |
lar I'll fetch IL. / guess YOU will find !
you can play little"
But he could not, would not He drew
the bow across the strings without either |
tightening or tuning them, and when the /
discordant strains followed he threw the
violin down i'm disgust.
l told you so. / can't play, and never