The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1905-07-07
CHAPTER XII.
The True Facts of the Disappearance
of Dr.. Huntington and Daughter.

me True Facts Of the Disappearance
of DR.. Huntington and Daughter.
Dr. Huntington, after his interview
with Thaddeus Whalen, was driven off
in the carriage of the driver; down
well-lit Main street, then off on Forest
avenue, crossed the railroad track
which circumscribed the town, and
as the las rays of the summer sun dis
appeared behind the high trees at the
edge of the wood, the twain came in
sight of Squire Briggs house. AS the
driver made no sign of Stacking up
to lie the doctor to alight, the medi-
cal man attempted to get out while
the vehicle was in motion.
"The wounded person is at the hired
mems quarters down at the far end
of the farm" said the driver, placing
a restraining hand upon the doctors
arm.
"Why, l thought the old cabin was
deserted-too ~dilapidated to be of SER
vice as a dwelling" said the doctor
suspiciously. He did not recollect Of
having ever seen the driver, his rig
or his team before. If it had not
been for fear Of making q mistake, he
would have refused to go further, and
1t was not without misgiving that he
rode the few rods further, through a
narrow lane, running through a mar.
row strip of timber.
The cabin spoken of was situated at
the edge of the wood, in a far corner
of the vast farm field. 1t was an old
fashioned log hut of one room, size
about forty by fifty feet, with a fire.
place in n end, and a window on one
side. The house and yard that en-
closed it had not been tenanted for a
considerable period. The former look
ed as if tumDling to decay, while
grass had grown owe the path leading
from the tumbled down gate to the
front door. The window was boarded
up, but through the cracks in the win
dow and the cracks in the walls caus-
ed by the mud falling away from be-
tween the logs, shone a dim light,
which could not have been seer very
far.
Arriving at the end of the lane, the
team was hitched to the fence, and the
doctor and driver walked toward the
house door. There was a sound as of
shutting feet or the inside of the
house, then the driver opened the
door, motioning to the doctor to enter
first.
The Gene presented to the gaze of
the doctor was one gotten up especi.
ally for his benefit, and calculated to
throw him completely off his guard,
which it did. On a rude bunk, placed
before the fireplace, rested the form
of a man, supposed to be wounded.
Near the head of the bunk, on a three
legged stool, sat a tin cup, containing
what looked like water. On the head
of an %upturned barrel in a candlestick.
burned a candle that furnished the
Pickering light which illumined the
rude interior. All these things were
apparent to DR.. Huntington because
plainly seen-but he did not see the
form of a man behind the door.
The driver motioned again to the
doctor to enter, and the doctor did so.
AS he crossed the threshold, the door
was closed behind him. The sup
posed dying man quickly turned and
blew out the light and while the doc
tor stood undecided how to act, he
was bounced upon from behind, his
arms pinioned, a rough gag thrust
into his mouth, and he was thrown
roughly upon the floor.
The candle was lit again and over
the doctor stopped DR.. Schiller, the
hated enemy and one time rival to
the love of the woman DR.. Huntington
had married.
Ito be continued.)
UNCLE SAM IN BUSINESS.