New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1906-06-27

amined the record for the months Of
May, June and July"
But it must be there!" protested
Mr.. Royce.
Nevertheless it is not here"
.Could the child have been born here
and no record made of it?'
Impossible monsieur.
-For large fee, perhaps" suggested
! my companion
.In Paris that may sometimes be pos
dble. But in small place like this
should have heard Of it z
You have been here for that length
of time, them"
-Oh, yes, monsieur" smiled the little
| man. For a much longer time than
| that
Mr. Royce leaned forward toward
him. He was getting back all his old
power as cross examiner.
| II. Ffngret," he began fmpressively,
7 am quite certain that Hiram ".
Holiday and his wife were here dur
Ing the months Of May, June and July,
1876, and that while they were here a
| daughter was born to them. Think
again Have you no recollection OF
them or Of the epent?
The little notary sat for some mo-
ments with knitted brows At last be
shook bis head.
| THAT would be the height OF the sea-
son, you see, monsieur" he said apollo
getically. There are great many
people here at that time, and I cannot
know all Of them. Nevertheless It
| seemed to me for moment that there
was about the name a certain famil
iarity-as Of an old tune. you know,
forgotten for years. Yet it must have
been my fancy merely, for have no
recollection Of the event You mention .
/ There was one other chance, and 1
gave Nh Royce the clew.
M Fingret" he asked. ~are you
acquainted with man of the name
Of Pierre Bethune?'
And again the notary shook his head.
~Or Jasper Marugny?'
II never before heard either name"
We sat silent moment, in despair.
Was our trip to Euetat to be of no
avail? Where was my premmftfon
now? If we bad lost the trail thus
early in the chase. what hope was
there that we should ever run down
the quarry? And how explain the
fact that no record had been made of
Frances Holidays birth: Why should
her parents have wished to conceal Il :?
an hour had passed. the shops were
opening end hustle of life reached us
through the open door.
The first train for three days is
about to-arrfve," said the little notary.
Again we fell silent. Nh Royce got
| out his purse and paid the fee We
bad come to an impass closed way
We could go no farther I could see
that the notary was a-hngered for his
roll and coffee With sigh, 1 arose
to 60. The notary stepped to the
door and looked up the street.
"Ah,' he said, sJhe train has arrived,
but it seems there were not many pas
sengers. Here is one though. who
has finished bong journey
He nodded TO some one who ap-
preached slowly, it seemed. He was
before the door He passed on. It
was Mardgny!
That is the man. cried to Mr..
Royce THAT is Marhmy! Ask who
he really Isl
He understood on the instant and
caught the notary's arm.
| M F1ngret, who is that manY'
The notary glanced at him, surprised
by his vehemence.
THAT" he said, lis Victor Fatolle
BE is Just home from America
HAnd he lives hereT'
aOh, surelyon the cliffs just above
the town, the first house. You cannot
miss it, buried In grove of trees. He
married the daughter OF Nine. Aiix
some years ago He was from Paris.
aAnd his wife is living?'
'Oh. surely she is living. She herself
returned from America but three
weeks ago, together with her mother
and sister. The sister, they say, is
wefF- And he finished with siguif-
.ant gesture toward his head
/ saw my companions face turn
white. T steadted myself with an eff
fort
And they are at home nowY
Il believe sos" said the notary, eying
him with more and more astonish-
ment They have been keeping close
1t home since their return They VII
permit no one to see the-inralid''
sCome, we must go." I cried. He
must not get there before usy'
| But a sudden light cleaned in the
notary's eyes.