Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-09-19

after Lauras disappearance had come
the telegram from Paris He took
the piece Of paper once more from his
pocket, and the words danced before
his eyes as he read them for the hun
dredth time.
please do not continue search for
me. l ask this for my own sake and
yours as well-Laura
She had evidently seen one of his
advertisements, and had fastened to
check him in his search. How obscure
the words had seemed when he first
read them! How clear they were to
him now! In the light of the infor-
nation he had extracted from Leonore
Jackson, it was quite evident why
Laura did not wish him to continue
the search for her
He looked at the telegram for few
moments with tears in his eyes. Then
his grief suddenly gave way to anger
TO blind, unreasoning fury. He rose
to his feet with savage oath, and,
crumpling the piece of paper in his
hand, tore it into fifty pieces and scat
cred them on the floor.
Il will find them" he muttered
by heaven l will find them, and then
i" He paused, and clenched his
powerful fingers into the palms of his
hands, as though he were choking the
life out Of some living thing.
"She shall pay for it," he cried, "and
he-ah, the mani wonder, | won
der"
He paced up and down the room
his face white with fury, and every
muscle in his body tense and trem
bling Then suddenly he stopped, as
though turned to stone, and stood as
motioniess as a statue. Then he broke
into a laugh.
"Of course. Of course!" he NUT
tered. aye gods, what fool have
been!"
He looked at his watch, crossed
quickly over to the fireplace and rang
the bell. A man servant entered, and
stood by the door, awaiting orders.
II am going to England, Jenkins, by
the next boat. Pack my things at
once. You can come with me. shall
not give IN these rooms Hughes
must stay here"
yes, sir" the man answered; "but
if l may venture to suggest, sir, you
will be too late for the night boat,
sir
Get along, and do as I tell you.
We go tonight. There are special
trains to be had, and special boat
if the other has gone. I'll give you
ten minutes
When John Shil reached Calais, the
night boat had left. But he charter
ed a steamer, and was in Dover all
hour after the boat had steamed out
of the station. A special train took
him to London, and he reached Char
ing cross at seven o'clock.
Before that evening he had found
what he wanted in the records of
Somerset House. He had scarcely
dared to hope that Tankerlane had
been married in his own name. But
there it stood out, bold and clear, for
all men to read. William Joyce Tank
erlane, married to Laura Eane on Jan.
uary 81.
He obtained a certified copy of the
marriage certificate, and, returning to
his hotel, tried to decide on some def
mite course Of action. His first i'm
pulse was to go down to Laverstone,
and interview Sir Robert Tankerlane;
his second to wire the news to Sam
Vane; but after a careful considera-
ton of the consequences attending
either of these proceedings, he resolv-
ed to keep his secret to himself for
the present, and devoted all his ener-
gies to finding William Tankerlane
and his wife.
His mind at once reverted to
Leonore Jackson. He believed that
she knew more than she cared to tell
about Tankerlanes movements, and
he determined to draw the truth from
her by fair means or foul
! He left that night again for Paris,
but, before he reached Charing Cross,
he called in at telegraph Office, and
/! despatched the following message to
/ Sam Vane:
Have heard news Of Laura. Don't
worry. All is well. VIII send for
you directly have seen her.-John
| Shil."