The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1907-09-12

something On which to rap.
There's someone there" said the
painter. Come in; please come fn.V
Il think the curtain must be
caught replied low, melodious
voice without Dunbarton seized the
drapery and, with single movement
of his arm swept it aside.
oh" he cried, starting back,
while Morewood clutched the table
for support.
Against the background of green
velvet curtain with it's embroidery of
dull gold, there stood lady all in
poppy red, crowned with headdress
seemingly of the flowers themselves.
Were they net bowling before the
peerless priestess of the rites of Amen
Ra? 1t was she and none other-the
mistress of the mummy case, the mys-
terry of the kodak film; the lady of
Thebes 5000 years ago.
Dunbarton was the first to recover
power OF speech:
Madam" he said. What is your
will? You have but to command me-
81 am looking for Mr.. Dunbarton,
she explained.
II have the good fortune to bear
that name he said.
! ooh, l am so glad!" cried the lady.
Then perhaps you can tell me where
| to find Mr.. Morewood?"
! Your humble and devoted serv-
! ant" the other man pronounced him.
self.
"Really?" asked the lady, her face
radiant with pleasure. How very for
| tunate! Do you know, Mr.. Morewood
| that you have something of mine and
! have something of yours? 1t was the
! stupid person in the parcel room of
/ the museum. Of course two kodaks
are exactly alike, if one of them hasn't
| a name scratched on the bottom with
| a pin; so he gave you mine and me
! yours, and l should never have found
out who you were if you hadn't been
I arrested. Of course it wouldn't have
made very much difference, after all,
if my cousin Jack hadn't snapped me
in a most ridiculous Egyptian fancy
dress"
Obi" moaned the painter, 'if
could only how'll"
! Don't mind him, please!" the other
man pleaded. "You see, l., too, had
used film, and we were rather inter-
| ested in seeing how it came out
ooh, but yours came out beautiful
ly!" she treasured him. MY Cousin
Jack developed it after lunch. That's
the way we discovered our mistake
and here it is. We made up our minds.
that you must be at least Is years old.
to want to photograph a hideous
mummy case" Ma
it was then that Dunbarton mas
tered himself. There was an instant's
hesitation, then: MY friend. Mr..
Morewocd." remarked the painter,
"has just been telling me the strangest
story in the world. Perhaps you can
induce him to repeat it for you."
us your story romantic?" she ask
ed. Has it heroine?"
"Oh, yes, indeed" he answered.
"No less parsonage than the priest
( ess of Amen Ra."
is there anything about photo
graphs in it," she demanded.
Yes" ne replied, there is; lot!
l shall not infiict it on you now. But
some day, when we know each other
better"
I'VE start for Boston tomorrow
morning early" she interrupted.
Were staying at the Waldorf"
| "Then shall return the camera this
| evening" said Morewood.
'If you do" she said, my cousin
| Jack will be very glad to talk photo
graphs with you"
How old is your cousin Jack?"
Norwood demanded.
Twelve replied the lady, with
Just the shadow of Q smile. !:
Net FULLY Instructed.
Irate Passenger told you to let
me of at Madison avenue and here
you've carried me three blocks too far.
/ CONDUCTOR didn't prevent you
gettin' OF, did I?
Irate Passenger-You didn't stop
| the car!
Conductor-You never said nothin'
abA-t stnppin' no car.
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