Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-04-14

well be dead as living. Yes, it is a
pity that BERTHE did not put an end TO
so useless, so purposeless an existence
Earl of Villiars, with more money than
| know what to do with, and | would
willingly exchange lots with the brick
layers laborer there who spends his
days carrying hods of mortar up lad
der and his evenings with a wife and
children who love him and whom he
loves. Life, Life is worth living
when love is thrown into the bargain,
but other wise"
He lit another cigar, and was think
ing that he might as well stroll down
to the club, for the sake of strolllng
back again when the servant announ-
ced Miss Mazurka and Lord Dewsbury-
Stuart Villiars smiled amusedly-
Their little plot was evidently in pro-
gress, and they had come to burst 1t on
him like bomb.
We'll" he said, as he shook hands
what are you two going about like
cons pirators for, and against what
government are you plotting now?
Which of you conceals the dynamite?
Have you got it in that sealskln bag OF
yours, Miss Mazurka?"
81 haven't got any dynamite, but I've
bad news for you, Lord Villiars,' she
said, gravely.
Really" he said, with a faint
smile. "Well, what is it? am used to
bad news,'' he added, the smile fading
from his face. "Bertie, have brandy
and soda. Miss Mazurka, strengthen
yourself for your duty with a glass OF
wine No? Well. the news must be
bad indeed. What is it? Do you mind
my smoking?"
mo" said Miss Mazurka, solemly.
Tobacco is a great consider. isn't 1t?
Ard you'll want consolation directly.
/ He smiled sadly.
Thanks. shall l? But don't look
so grave And you, BERTHE, haven't
you anything to say?"
She'll be spokeswoman" said
BERTHE, cautiously. 81 can corroborate
what she is going to tell you; / say
that beforehand"
| Miss Mazurka doesn't need any cor
roboration," said Stuart Villiars, with
/ kindly smile. IF she said that the
moon was made of green cheese
should believe her. Now, then there's
your drink, BERTHE, and glass OF
wine for you, Miss Mazurka. Go on,
please Here l sit prepared for-any-
thing" and he leaned back in his
chair and smiled at them.
/ Its more serious than you think,
said Miss Mazurka, gravely. Nov.
my lord, you are the owner of the
Arrowhead property, amt you2"
He nodded.
Eyes, unfortunately
why unfortunately? she demand
ed, sharply.
/ Because l don't know what on
earth to do with it-unfess lose it at
Monte Carlo" he answered, with
smile. But go on, you have begun
in an interesting fashion"
THAT property is very large, isn't
4 it,"
Very" he admitted.
| Weren't you very much surprised
when you heard that it had been left
| to you?" asked Miss Mazurka
He thought moment.
Not very. Rather. l had always
understood that Lord Arrowfield-my
uncle-would leave it to me, but he
was eccentric, and there were pas
sages in his life which might result in
his leaving the estate to someone else.
same nearer relation, if there was
one"
But there was none?"
Il can't say. l only know that he
left it to me. StopI' he said, with a
shade of earnestness. He left it to
me, or at least the only will that we
found bequeathed it to me, but there
was strange incident in connection
with it,
What was that?"
"a letter." he said. HE wrote me
letter just before he died stating
that ne had. disinherted me-"
HE stated this?"
Eyes, in this letter"