The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-10-20
LIFE OF A MASTER ROGUE
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brain Of any one present-would you
mind my turning down this lamp just
I a little? So, That will do
Now. this one. and this one. Exactly;
that's right" He poured a few grains
of powder out of his pocket into a sau-
Ger. Next a match. if you please.
/ Thank you" 1t burned with a green
| light. He drew from his pocket a card
and produced little ink bottle. Have
you a penn" he asked.
/ 1 instantly brought one. He handed
| it to Sir Charles. "Oblige me-" he
said, by writing your name there. -
| And he indicated place in the center
! of the card. which had an embossed
edge, with a small middle square o. a
| different color.
Sir Charles had a natural disinclina-
] ing why. What do you want with
it," he asked "a inilIionaire's sig
nature has so many uses.
Il want you to put the card in an en-
velOpe," the Seer replied, land then to
burn it. After that I shall show you
your own name written in letters of
blood on my arm in your own hand
writing"
Sir Charles took the pen. If the sig
nature was to be burned as soon as
finished he didn't mind giving it. He
wrote his name in his usual firm, clear
style-the writing of a man who knows
his worth, and is not afraid of draw
ing a check for five THOUSAND.
Look at it long," the Seer said,
from the other side of the room. He
had not watched him write it.
Sir Charles stared at it fxedly. The
Seer was really beginning to produce
an impression.
Now put it in that envelope" the
seer exclaimed.
Sir Charles, like a lamb. placed it as
directed
The seer strobe forward Give me
the envelope" he said. He took it in
his hand, walked over toward the fire
place. and solemnly burned it. See
it crumblcs into ashes" he cried. Then
he came back to the middle of the
room. close to the green light, rolled
up his sleeve, and held his arm before
Sir Charles. There. in blood RED let
tiers, my brother-in-law read the name,
Charles Vandrift' i'm his own hand
writing.
u see how that's DONE" Sir Charles
murmured, drawing back. IT'S a
clever delusion, but still I see through
ii. It's like that ghost book. Your Ink
was deep green; your light was green;
you made me look at it long; and then
skin of your arm in Complementary
coolrs."
you think SOP" the seer replied, with
curious curl Of the lip.
Il am sure of it, Sir Charles an
swered.
Quick as lighting the seer again
rolled up his sleeve. That's your
name" he cried in a very clear voice,
but not your whole name. What do
you say, then, TO my right? Is this
one also a Complementary color?" He
held his other arm out. There in sea
green letters read the name, Charles
O'SuIlivan Vandrift." 1t is my brother
in-law's full baptismal designation;
but he has dropped the O'Sullivani for
many years past, and, to say the truth,
doesn't like it. He is little bit
ashamed of his mothers family.
Charles glanced at it hurriedly.
Quite right" he said, quite right"
But his voice was hollow. l could guess
he didn't care to continue the seance.
He could see through the man, of
course; but It was clear the fellow
knew too much about US to be entirely
pleasant.
Turn UP the lights" I said. and a
servant turned them. Shall I say
coffee and benedictine?" 1 whispered
TO Vandrift.
by all means he answered. ANY
thing TO keep this fellow from further
impertinences! And, 1 say, don't you
think you'd better suggest at the same