Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-11-05

spoke to me-"
Such man will never redeem one
life. All tho money in the world
Will never buy him rest. He has
eaten his harvest and the fields are
bare, Did you mention my name 10
him?'
81 do not think that 1 have done
SO yet
Naturally you would have been.
little ashamed to speak Of lis. It &
very rarely that one who becomes
rich remembers those who were poor
with him. His money only teaches
him to Judge them. Those who were
formerly his friends are now spend
thIifts, extravagant folks who. should
not be injured by assistance. Ths
rich man makes their poverty an
excuse tor deserving them and he
cloaks his desertion beneath lofty
moral sentiments, You are too
young to do SO, but the same spirit
is already leading you. Beware OF
it, Alban Kennedy, for it will lead
you to destruction"
Alban did not know how to argue
with him. He resented the accusa-
tion holly and yet could make no i'm
preston of resentment upon the
imagined grievance which old Paul
nursed almost affectionately. It were
better, he thought, to hold his tongue
and to let the old man continue.
"Your patron has gone to Paris
you say? Are you sure 1t is to
PARISH
How could l be sure. I am tell
ing you what was told to me. He is
to be back in few days time. 1t
is not to be expected that he would
share his plans with me-.
Certainly not--he would tell you
nothing. Do you know that he Is a
Pole. Alban?"
"a Pole? No! Indeed he gives 1t
out that he was born in Germany
and is now a naturalized British sub
ject."
HE would do so, but he is a Pole
and because he is a Pole, he tells
you that he has gone to Paris when
the truth is that he is at Berlin all
the time"
But why should he wish to de-
ceive me, Paul-what am l to him."
"You are one necessary to his sal
vation-perhaps it is by you alone
that he will live. could see when
first spoke to you how much you
were astonished that knew anything
about it, but, remember, every Pole
in London konws all about his fellow
countrymen, and SO it Is very natu-
raj that I know something of Rich
ard Gessner. You who live in his
house can tell me more. See what
| gossip am where my own people
are concerned. You have been liv-
Ing in this mans house and you can
tell me all about this tastes his
books his friends. There would be
many friends coming. of course?"
Not very many, Paul, and those
chiefly city men. They eat great
deal and talk about money. It's all
money up there-the rich, the rich,
the rich-I wonder how long I shall
be able to stand it,"
ooh, moneys a thing most people
| get used to very quickly. They eau
stand lot of 1t, my boy. But are
there not foreigners at your house
men of my own country?"
Il have never seen any one-once,
think: MT. Gessner was talking to a
stranger in the garden and he looked
like a foreigner. You don't think
would spy upon him Paul."
THAT would be the work of a very
ungrateful fellow. None the less. if
there are foreigners at Hampstead
y should wish to know of it,
/ "You-and why?"
THAT l may save your kind friend
from certain perils which l think are
about to menace him. Yes, yes, he
has been generous to you and l wish
to reward him. He must not know
he must never hear my name in the
matter, but should there be strangers
at Hampstead let me know imme.
diately-write to me If you cannot
come here. Do not delay or you may
rue it to the end Of your days. Write
to me, Alban, and I shall know how
to help our friend"
He had spoken under a spell Of
strong excitement, but his message
delivered, he fell again to his old
quiet manner; and having exchanged
a few commonplace with the aston.
tshed lad plainly intimated that he
would be alone. Alban, surprised be-
yond measure. perceived In his turn
that no amount Of questioning would
help him to better understanding
and so, in state Of perplexity which
deied expression, he said Good
night" and went out into the quiet
street.
CHAPTER XIV.
There Are Stranger. in the Cave.
1t was some time after midnight
when Alban reached Broad Street
Station and discovered that the last
t5ain for Hampstead had felt A
certain uneasiness as to what his
new friends would think of him did
not deter him from his sudden deter
mfnation to turn westward and seek
out his old haunts. He had warned
Richard Gessner that no house would
ever make prisoner of him, and
this quick desire for liberty now
burned in his veins as a fever. I.
would be good he thought, to sleer