Mexico Missouri message., 1904-02-11

me about him; but like him better
even than I thought / should now I've
met him"
Later on, in the retirement Of the
best spare bedroom, DIT. Cartwright
was communing with himself:
Il had an idea shed be a nice girl,
and / wasn't far out II I'd said an UNI
commonly nice girl, ! should have
been nearer the mark Seems a sensi-
BILE girl, too, this one. should say
her waist was quite twenty-five inches
and an appetite to match! And her
names May! Pretty name that
short and sweet"
At the same moment that the doc
tor was pursuing these reflections,
Ted Burritt was inserting the key
into the lock OF the study door. Dur
ing all this time, he had allowed none
to enter the room except himself. II
seemed to him to be full OF mysteri-
Gus associations, which no outside
influence should be allowed to dis
turb
Nothing had been moved. His faith
er's chair, pushed back against the
wall. remained just as he had left 1t
on the last time he had entered the
room. The pen lay beside the blot
ting pad, and the dust had accumulat-
ed over everything. He placed the
lamp upon the table and drew up a
chair.
Then he unlocked that same com
partment, removed the bundles Of pa
pers as before. touched the spring
which opened the secret recesses and
took from it the burnt letter,
Again he took a sheet Of paper and
pen from the desk--he would not
use that other which lay beside him.
with the ink dried upon it--and be-
gan again to write and re-write the
words which be knew by heart:
Have not forgotten 80. OF twenty
years -. on receiving this letter 49,.
at once for Dover 80. expect to reach
&c. There is that between us which
&c. not allow you to deny -. l ask
80. and many -. you alone can -. II
you refuse. shall 80. that you -. as
the criminal &c. Of your youth 80.
j."
After working at this for about half
an hour. without being able to add SO
much as a single syllable to what he
had already deciphered, he threw
down his pen.
Il would give anything to be able
to discover the missing words. but 1t
is quite beyond the bounds of posi-.
bility. And there is no hope this time
| of any Internationally guiding in
fiuence to direct me-to point out the
way-of any spirit voice to speak to
me and tell me-"
Taking up the sheet OF paper again
on which he had been employed, he
saw, to his surprise, as he turned IL
over. that it was the same on which
his father had written those words
my dear" The letter which had
never been finished; II was strange
he had not observed this before!
| Then he took up the pen which his
father must have last used, with the
traces of ink dried upon it. Should
he put II away carefully as a relici
| Or should it remain where it was a
| little longer? He dropped II and gave
expression to something between a
yawn and a sigh. I'm uncommonly
sleepy" he said. and yet don't feel
in the least inclined to so to bed.
have a sort of feeling .as though
had to sit up for someone" He gave
short laugh. Suppose turn in or
the sofa for bit? wonder what
makes me 80 sleepy? didn't take
anything at dinner but little
His eyes closed, and in few minutes
he was sound asleep. A clock outside
in the hall struck the half-hour with
out any change taking place in his
condition. Another interval of time
passed and then the clock struck
again. OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
eight-nine - ten - elev
en--twelve! AS it gave the last stroke
| he started up.