Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-07-21

midst of the excited. shouting crowd.
Fortunately, at the moment Mr..
Wood appeared.
We'll, it's as easy to look for a
needy in bottle of hay as to search
for folks in this amazin crowd" he
said, cheerily. well. Nellie, enjoyin'
the fireworks? I'm much obliged to
you, Mr.. Raven; 1 thought as how my
little girl would be safe in your
hands"
Thank you" said Clifford. 'I'll re-
sign her to you now. for l will get
home L think. Goodnight, Nellie"
and he raised his hat and disappeared.
AS he sauntered away he heard
some men talking.
One was telling the other of how
Carr-Lyon got his title.
"Ye see." he explained. sit was a
narrer squeak. His old uncle dies,
an the same week his two cousins is
drowned. But that amt all. He's got
his title. an now he wants the sweet
est lass in the country-Miss Kate"
z,
tore off like a mailman.
Am mad?" he gasped, cor have
forgotten by own name? My uncle
dead and why, 1 am the earl, I see
it all. The major has robbed me
dOubly-first of my money, now of my
title. He has sworn to my death,
that this man, Arthur Caresford,
should become the earl of Carr-Lyon
and marry Kate. But it shall not be.
will go to her and save her, and de-
nounce the others
Presently he began to descend the
narrow path to the quarry with light
and careless step, for he felt as if he
were walking on air, and he reached
the narrow ledge from which he had
sprung to save Nellie, when a dark
figure seemed to spring from the
underground just above him.
He looked up with little start, for
he had heard no sound before. and
asked sharply:
Who is there?"
You'll know soon enough" came
the reply, accompanied by savage
laugh, and Vyse sprang down beside
him.
you, WISER" said Clifford, gravely,
but not unpleasantly, for he felt too
happy to be suspicious or unamiable.
What are you doing here? This is
not your way home
TITS my way as much as yours, \
reckon" said Vyse.
He had had more drink since
Clifford had seen him, but he was stih
sober enough to know what he was
saying and doing, and there was a
tone of suppressed ferocity in his
voice, which at once put Clifford on
his guard; he set his foot firmly on
the narrow ledge and looked at him
steadily.
NO; for this is the way to my
cottage, and you live on the heath. l
should advise you to get home as
quickly as you can. Goodnight"
Keep your advice till you're asked
for it," retorted Vyse, savagely. 'I'n
go when 1 please! l want a word
with you. Mr.. Raven. and mean to
have it! Long before you came, ia
been maxim up to Nellie, and I'd have
got her to be my wife-yes. you may
SMILE
Il didn't smile" said Clifford, quiet
ly. But l think you are mistaken,
Vyse; but l don't want to discuss the
question with you, and | won't. If
you won't go, l will. Goodnight,
Vyse!" and he took a step forward.
Stop" said Vyse hoarsely, and
with an oath; 'if you offer to pass me.
I'll pitch you into the quarry"
Il thought that was what you want
ed to do" said Clifford as quietly as
Vyse. but you are not strong enough
for that. Stand aside. man! I've no
wish to quarrel with you; stand aside,
and let me pass!''
Not an inch." blared Vyse
You're right! l meant to chuck you
into the quarry, and | will" and
setting his teeth, he flung himself
upon him.
Clifford was not unprepared. He
had been expecting either blow or
spring, and he received his assailant
firmly and steadily.
The two men grappled each other,
swaying to and fro on the narrow
ledge, their faces close together, then
breath coming hot and fast; oc-
casionally one or both swayed right
over the quarry. but they were both
used to climbing and maintaining
their foothold upon small spaces, and
for time they managed to struggle
and writhe and keep on their legs.
But it was evident that it could
not last long. Vyse's grip was a tieht
one. but it was weakened by the
excess of his passion, whereas
Clifford was calm and alert
Look here, Vyse," he painted. you
cannot throw me down. and l shah
have to throw you, if you don't let
go. Let go, you madman!"
For answer. Vyse ground his teeth
and, Tightening his hold, made a
desperate effort to force his antagonist
over the edge.