The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1907-04-25
Copyright 1905 BY Bobbs-Merrill Co.
CHAPTER vII.-Continued.

| One tnlnS only i fOund-tne SllSnI
scar of a hammer-head on the oak
paneling that ran around the bed
room. The wood had been struck
near the base and at the top OF every
panel. for though the mark was not
perceptible on all, test had evidently
been made Systematically. With this
as a beginning. | found momert
later a spot of tallow under a heavy
table in one corner. Evidently the
furniture had been moved to permit
of the closest scrutiny of the paneling.
Glenarm House really promised to
prove exciting. / took from drawer
a small revolver, filed it's chambers
with cartridges and thrust ii into my
hip pocket. whistling meanwhile Larry
Donovan's fayorite air, The Marche
Funebre de Marionnettes' My heart
went out to Larry as l scented adven-
ture, and | wished him with me: but
| speculations as to Larry's where
abouts were always profitless. and
quite likely he was in Jail somewhere.
The ham of whose excellence Bates
had limited was no disappointment.
There is, / have always held nothing
better in this world than properly
baked ham, and the specimen Bates
placed before me was delight TO the
| eye.-so adorned was Ii with spices;
so crisply brown its outer coat; and q
taste.-that first tentative taste be-
| fore the sauce was added.-was like
a dream Of Lucullus come true. | felt
that could forgive a good deal in
cool, with that touch, -anything short
of arson and assassination.
| Bates" | said as he stood forth
where | could see him. you cook
amazingly well. Where cid you learn
the business?"
| Il can hardly say ! know it, sir.
Your lamented grandfather grew very
captious. Mr.. Glenarm | had to learn
to satisfy him. and | believe | did it,
sir. II you'll pardon the conceit.'
| He didn't die of govt, did he?
can readily imagine it,
No, Mr. Glenarm. II was his heart.
He had his warning OF it"
"Ah, yes; to be sure. The heart or.
the stomach,-one may as well fail as
the other. / believe prefer TO keep
cly digestion COINS as long as rossible
Those drilled sweet potatoes again, if
you please, Iates.'
TIC .aEe tlat hc<<Sl were play-
! Ing apreslcd TO me s1fcngly Il was
altogether wogth while. and as l ate
guava Jelly With cheese and toasted
cracl;c.'e. and then lighted one Of my
| own cigars over a CUP Of Bates unfail-
/ ms coffee, my spirlt was livelier than
al any tirlc since certain cycniag on
which Larry and had escaped from
TanSier with our lives and the curses
OF the police.
The day lad offered much material
/ for fircsiGc reflection, and | reviewed
its history calmly. There was, how
ever. enc incident that | found un-
pleasant in the retrospect. had been
guilty or most unchivalrous conduct,
toward one of the girls of st. Agathas.
It had certainly been unbecoming in
me to sit on the wall, however unwill-
:ngly, and listen TO the words-fcw
though they were--that passed be-
tween her and the chaplain. | forgot
the shot through the window; | forgot
Bates and the interest my room pos
sessed for him and his unknown ac-
complete; but the sudden distrust and
contempt / had awakened in the girl
by my clownish behavior annoyed me
increasingly.
rose presently, found my cap and
gcnt out into the mCOn-hooded wood
toward the lake. The tangle was not
so great when you knew the way,
and there was indeed, as | had found,
the faint suggestion OF path. The
moon gloriied q broad highway across
tho water: the air was sharp and still.
followed the wall of st. Agathas to
tho gate. climbed up and sat down in
the shadow of the pillar farthcst from
the lake / drew out cigarette and
was about to light IL when ! heard 4
sound as OF step On stone. There
vas, | know. no stone pavement AT
haal, but peering toward the LAKE
saw man walking boldly along the
top of tile wall toward me. The moon
light threw his figure into clear relief.
Several times he paused, bent down
and raped upon the wall with an
object he carried in his hand.
Tap, tap, tap. The man with the
hammer was examining the farther
side of the gate, and very likely he
would carry his investigations beyond
it | drew up my legs and crouched
in the shadow of the pillar. revolver
In hand. ! was not anxious TO invite
an encounter; | much preferred to
wait for disclosure of the purpose
tina: lay behind this mysterious tap
pins upon walls.
Drt the matter was taken out of my
OWE hands before had chance to
detate It,. The man dropped to the
grcHnd, sounded the stone base under
the gstc, likewise the pillars, evident
ly without results, struck a spiteful
crace upon the iron bars, then stood
up ebruptly and looked me straight in
the eyes. II was Morgan, the care
taker Of the summer colony.