The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1904-06-02
I.-(Continued.)

cunning and bravery
The other, called Dean, a private de-
tective. was In direct comparison to scaf-
foldi. a dwarf. a pigmy. whippersnapper
with a black, sharp mustache. an
irascible look darting from a pair OF
glittering lynx eyes that bulged out OF
his lvid face
No sooner had Scaffoldi left than an
evil smile gifted across the detectives 5
face and soft jeering laugh escaped
from him.
"Oh! The IDIOT" he soliloquized, when
let things go as he lists he thinks
am acting m his interest, but he will get
left after all and later on he will find that
have only been bringing grist 70 my
own mill"
Scaffoldi set out towards the "Owls
Nest making his way like we'll trained
scout. hating now and then to look
around covering behind stumps, knolls
and branches. TO make certain that no.
body was shsdowing him. In a short
time he reached the little wooden build
ing and weht directly to the door. through
which the other men who appeared before
like visions OF the night, had entered
Visibly, no one was on the threshold
to give entrance to the intruders, as II
were. but inside the halfway. hidden be-
hind a sort OF screen, a man was on
the ''qui vve." and no one was allowed to
enter without a password.
When once within the house. only those
who were accustomed to II were able
TO make their way along the pitch-dark
corridor, which was barely broad enough
for one person, while at the end further
progress was barred by q wall. There,
after a mystic tapping from without. a
panel silently sliding on one side. opened
a small gap. through which a muffled
voice from the inside asked:
What are the Sons doing?"
"Watch-wait-and act" was the re-
ply.
And then a thick board, moving inward
with n slight creaking sound. disclosed
narrow passage at the foot OF the wall,
into which the men outside slipped one
by one, crouching on the floor until they
crept into a room dimly Illuminated with
a iicker;ng light coming from a smoky
oil-lamp suspended from the ceiling.
Quickly and silently the men approached
the darkest corner os the room. and. dis
appearing through a trap door which led
down a fight OF stone steps into the
cellar. halted on the hard earthen floor
below.
Finally. the last and presumably the
main obstruction the men had TO meet
was in the form OF a single headed
a large bladed dagger and the butt OF a
revolver grimly protruded.
''Now?" oueried the Cerberus.
And ever.J retoined the foremost man.
Where do you come from2''
From the Fire Land"
Whom do you leave behind your"
Father vesuvius and Brother Aetna"
what are they doing?"
Mining the Earth"
"Passr'
And soon after which mystic par
lance, everyone readily obtained admis-
sion 10 the underground chambers, all
except young man, who wore a small |
black mask which concealed the upper |
part OF his face.
The same questions were asked by the !
watchful warden and the same answers |
given by the new conner, except the last |
one
"Helllshi' roared the Cerber,s, and, |
grabbing the man roughly by the shoul- |
ders, dragged him to the entrance OF an |
adjoining apartment and. with a push. |
sent him coreening into the darkness.
Then a heavy door was slammed and was |
quickly bolted from the outside
ct have made some mistake In my an
syers," Scaffold Oor IL was he) mumbled |
TO himself in great surprise, at this harsh |
treatment Then he again began to con |
over the queries and the returns but he
could not surmise what he had forgotten
or unspoken.
The cavern into which scaffold, had |
been so abruptly imprisoned was abso-
lutely dark and any effort on his part to
see the place proved fruitless.
BY cropping along the sides. he found
that there were no holes or opinings
whatever. but his fingers were torn by
Jagged crevices and sharp protruding
stone points. He crawied for n while
tN,a 4.
rise TO his feet. his head touched the cell
ing. lt was a kind OF long tunnel.
lie sat on the uneven ground. not I'm the
east disturbed by tho prospect OF Inn
pending danger. He had his wits about
him, for he did not know what would oc-
,ur next and was ready 10 meet any is
rue.
Antonio Scaffoldi better known IN Italy
lnder his real name OF Enrico Lzza, be-
onged to a good family OF more than or
linary circumstances. He did not emigrate
'or the purpose OF prospecting, nor did
ne dream OF sudden fortunes or OF Eldor-
ldos He had a fine education and his
,outh had been spent In tho treadmlll life
~ schools colleges and universities. In
short time he might be a lawyer
writer or anything else TO which q bright
nan, with plenty OF knowledge, may as
,ire.
But a vision was continually infesting
Ills mind--the imaginary ghost OF bis only
,rother, who had been slain when Scaf-
oldi was still too young to avenge him.
rhs murderer had left Sicily and had not
,esn heard Of for many years
At the age OF twenty-one. Scaffoldi
,ould no longer control an irr1stible
iankering aftar vengeance. That fixed
mental images had warped Scaroldfs ma
ure and scared his soul. prsciuding and
Ieutralizing any other sentiment
He belonged 10 that theological faction
allied "neeessitarians- believing that
+od fore-ordans all our actions, which
lust happen like the movement OF a
lock- or watch. and thinking accordingly
hat he was bound TO avenge his brother.
ne day scsffofdi sold part VI his property
nd set out for the United States, where
O suspected. from the clues ne had OBJ
aimed. that his man could be located.
The search had no result for a long
me and Scaffoldi had become a wanderer
n the face OF the earth. He travelled
trough New York state and many places
New England. He went to Chicago
nd other points In the west. but could
lscover no trace OF his enemy.
He at length obtained an inkling- that
ie man he was looking for was I'm New