The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1907-03-15

White camelias. heard Mrs. Wei.
don ask him to fetch them"
Mr.. Trevlyn started up.
will have out the whole house.
hold. at once. and search the whole es-
tate! For feel as If some terrible
crime may have been done upon our
very threshold. Margie, dear, take
heart, he may be alive and wellw
He went out to alarm the already
excited guests, and in half an hour the
place was alive with lanterns, carried
by those who sought for the missing
bridegroom.
Pale and silent. the women gathered
themselves together in the chamber Of
the bride, and waited. Margie sat
among them in her white robes. mute
and motionless as a statue.
1T must be terrible to fall by the
hand of an assassin said Mrs. Wei
don. with q shudder. Good heavens!
what a dreadful thing it would be If
Mr.. Linmere has been murdered!'
An assassin! My God! cried Mar
gle, terrible thought stealing across
her mind. Who had touched her in
the cypress grove? What hand had
woke in her thrill that changed her
from ice to fire?s What if it were the
hand of her betrothed husbands muir
derer?
Alexandrine started forward at Mar
gie's exclamation. Her cheek was white
as marble. her breath came quick and
struggling.
"Margie! Margie Harrisonr she
cried. what do you mean?'
Nothing" answered Margie, recov-
ering herself, and relapsing into her
usual self-composure.
They searched all that night, and
found nothing Absolutely nothing.
With the early train, both Mr.. Trevlyn
and Mr.. Weldon went to the city. They
hurried to Mr.. I.inmere's room, only t.
have their worst fears confirmed. Pie
tro informed them that his master had
left there on the 6 o'clock train: he
had seen him to the depot, and into the
car, receiving some orders from him
relative to his rooms, after he had talk
ell his seat.
There could be no longer any doubt
but that there had been foul play some-
where. The proper authorities were
notified, and the search began afresh
Harrison Park and its environs were
thoroughly ransacked; the river was
searched, the pond at the foot of the
garden drained, but nothing was discov-
cred. There was no clue by which the
fate of the missing man could be
guessed at, ever so vaguely.
Every person about the place4was ex-
amined and cross-examined, but no one
knew anything. and the night shut
down, and left the matter in mystery.
Pietr0, at length, suggested Leo, Mr.
Linmere's greyhound.
Him no love his MASTER" said the
italian, "but him scent keen. 1t will
do no hurt to try him"
Accordingly the next morning Pie,
tro brought the dog up to che Park.
The animal was sullen, and would ac-
cept attentions from no one save Mar
gle, to whom he seemed to take at first
sight. And after she had spoken to
him kindly, and patted his head. he re-
fused all persuasiors and commands to
leave her.
Mr.. Darby, the detective, whose SER
vices had been engaged in the affair,
eXerted all his powers of entreaty on
the dog, but the animal chung to Margie,
and would not even look in the direc-
ton of the almost frantic detective.
cts no use, Miss Harrison" said
Darby, "the cur won't stir an inch. You
will have to come with him! Sorry to
ask We, but this thing must be seen
into"
Every we'll, will accompany you,"
said Margie, rising, and throwing on
shawl, she went out with them, fol-
lowed by Mrs. Weldon, Alexandrine,
and two or three other ladies.
Leo kept close to Margie, trotting
along beside her, uttering every now
and then a low whine indicative of an
ticipation and pleasure.