Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-06-27

the trouble to smash us, as we smash
fly that won't stop buzzing. What's
the brute's address?"
| He has bought an old castle in
Ireland. He says his machine is more
sensitive to vibrations there than in
any other atmosphere. Ballyshannon,
near Clonboyne. It's ruin, but ne
has patched it up Just the place to
pow-wow with the devil, expect. He
has Anglicised his name now - calls
himself A. Tesenham"
II know the place. It's miles I'D
glen. I have often shot woodcock
there-about six miles from Donoyle
Castle"
"Why, that's where Lady Kitty
lives!" said Vandraken. "She hasn't
married yet I told you she would
wait for me-"
"She has probably forgotten your
existence, but I will find that out
when l go to call on A. Tesenham,
Esq"
Won Tarsenheim had more than one
object in view when he bought the
ruined castle of Ballyshannon. Be
sides the remoteness of the spot, and
the sympathetic atmosphere, the in
ventor wanted to trace in Fabian Dare
the result of the hypnotic operation,
and gloat over the success of the in
vention. He had never allowed him.
self to lose trace of his young vic
tim, and several times, unknown to
Fabian, he had watched his face for
the development of the in
evitable record To this chem
list of souls, the young man was no
more than is microbe under the mi.
croscope, a guinea-pig under the sur
geon's knife, or the blending of some
new combination of chemicals, to the
ordinary scientific explorer. So when
| Fabian preached in the big church at
Clonboyne, as he sometimes did, to
the great joy of the cultured of the
| congregation, and the horror of the
orthodox, he had one very attentive
listener, a sombre figure who sat in
the shadow under the gallery, by the
door, and, rubbing his long hands, al
lowed his superior hooking smile to
be tinged with satisfaction as he
heard the words of noble aspiration
and poetic conception pour forth from
| lips which were beginning to leer, and
noted the fire of divine inspiration
fighting for expression on face
which was beginning to take on the
materialism Of satyr.
He had also another reason for
wishing to live, for while, remote
from the haunts of men. He had noted
In his horoscope that at this period Of
his life danger threatened him
| through his own family. Ever since
he had stolen the cabalistic books
from his mothers tribe he had been
haunted at times by an indescribable
! terror, fear that if they ever found
him and the books, they would wreak
a vengeance of which death would
be the least unpleasant part. Believ-
ing that fate can be averted, he had
changed his name, taken curious pre-
cautions about the admittance Of
strangers into his stronghold and felt
that he had made himself secure dur
ing the period of threatened danger.
Elsa was in Rome. She had be-
come a nursing Sister Ever since
the day of the operation, when she
had realised that, whatever her faith
er had done to Fabian Dare he had
robbed her of his dawning love, she
had been unable to conceal her ter
ror and aversion of him. She had
gone to Vienna to visit ner mothers
relatives who were Roman Catholics,
and ended by going into convent.
Ballyshannon Castle had been built,
originally, by the owners of Donoyle,
to control mountain pass, in the
days of feudal warfare. In more
peaceful times it had become the
dover house of the family, and the
mountain slopes and the glen had
been planted with forest, until the
castle had almost disappeared-like
the palace of the sleeping beauty-in
world of trees. Like all lonely
houses, especially in Ireland, it had
gained the reputation of being haunt
ed. Some Facilitating person had com
mitted suicide, and then, wanting to
come back to earth again, had walled
through turret and passage ever since
looking for the body he had so prema
turely dispensed with. This had made
the servant question a difficulty and
Won Tarsenheim had been the FIRST
inhabitant for many long year. The
country people in the vicinity crossed
themselves, instead of touching theil
hats, when they saw him, and he ant
his two Hindu servants became
known as "the Haythens."
To the hall door of this lonely old
tower came Lord Ancestor. one win