Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1906-03-10

line Polling in her possession for he
no longer doubted that the lady reign
ing at Mallingford Park was his niece.
and concluded that this was the grave
OF some other person--presumably the
wife OF his friend, Captain Polling. He
remembered the captains impressive lit
tie story OF his unhappy marriage and it's
premature denouement; and Mr.. Mallett
had no doubt Whatever that he was now
standing by the grave of that gentleman's
wife. Still the question kept repeating
itself; Why should his niece-of the same
christian name, too-treasure up this
picture of Mrs. Pelling's grave? He
smiled to himself at the freak of fortune
that ordained the oblteratnon of lust
the first two letters of the surname. and
wondered at the insignificance of the
tribe that had drawn him from England
on such a wild goose chased
The servant, to all appearance busy
over her stewpans in the kitchen, was
working herself into a fever of fright
She expected the exhortation to finish di-
rectly, and then the sisters would wander
all about the grounds, and her mysteri-
Gus visitor would be discovered. She
quaked with fear as the consequences
OF her conduct presented themselves to
her imagination. She had seen the brown
cloak fit noiselessly past the half closed
Kitchen door a quarter of an hour be-
fore; but she was sure it had not yet
gone back
At last. unable to bear the anxiety any
longer, she decided that she must at
all risks go and warn the man away
before harm came of his dilatoriness.
Catching up a basket. and muttering a
few words about furnishing to the other
busy sisters. she started for the grave
yard She hurried along, keeping we'll
out of sight of the sisters at their devo-
lions, ntil she reached the corner.
Come away at once. You will be
discoveredr'
Mr.. Mallett was startled for a mo-
ment.
You are the woman who helped Cas-
telan to admit me?"
Yes; but for PHYS sake come away
now. or we shall all be ruinedr'
There was no mistaking the terror In
the poor woman's face: and he started at
once. They walked quickly over the
grass; but for all his hurry. Mr.. Nal
lett managed to ask two questions and
get two replies before they reached the
small door by which he had entered.
What sort of person was that Pau
line Polling, who lies buried there?- he
sked
= She was a mere babe, only three
months old. She was born in the hos
pital of this town, long since abandoned"
"Merciful heaven" exclaimed Mr..
Mallett gazing at her in blank astonish-
nent.
The woman was hurrying him along
he narrow passage, for every moment
low might lead TO discovery
And its mother?'' he gasped.
Was the beautiful fair lady for
whom Senior CASTELAR, took the view of
he grave just before she set out for
England"
And before Mr.. Mallett had recovered
rom his last surprise he found himself
outside the door, with his boots on the
oath beside him. his brain in a whirl
# conflicting thoughts
'Pellng has by some means iumped
o the conclusion, or been led to it in
entionally, perhaps. that his wife died
this convent and is buried here. while |
n truth it is his child's grave. and his
VIE is still living; and. according to the
present aspect of affairs. Pellings wife |
md Pauline Mailing are evidently one,
Ind she. Pauline Mailing. or Polling. or |
she Is. is going to be married |
o Dornton tomorrow morning, and she |
las one husband still living | wonder if |
he knows that he is still alive? After |
ii, II this turns out true-and il looks |
cry like it shall resume my rightful |
osition at Mallingford, for this girl has |
isobeyed the clause in Paul's will about |
without Summers consent. |
And that provides the motive for her |
onduct. She knew, if her husband found |
er, she would be compelled to resign |
he estate. Well. she has played a sue |
essful game so far; it is my inning
ow"
And that evening Mr.. Mallett\ who
ad not been across a horse for nearly |
wenty years, rode the twelve miles of |
xecrable road that lay between Villa
'ilentio and Bassilia, and prepared and |
delivered personally several kilograms to |
e dispatched directly the office opened in
he morning.
CHAPTER XXI.
Tbs eighteenth of September was a |