The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1908-09-08

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h IL accompaniment OF the
N shower that drove In
great sheets against the house. Shir-
ey was wholly uncomfortable over the
urn OF affairs. The ambassador would
lot leave until the storm abated. and
meanwhile Armitage must remain
where he was. II by any chance he
;hould be discovered In the house. ne
,rdinary excuses would. explain away
us presence. an as she pondered the
natter II was krmitage's plight. his
INJURIES and the dangers that besei
lin. that was uppernost In her mind.
he embarrassment that lay in the AZ
air for herself II Armitage should he
ound concealed In the house troubled
er little. Her heart beat wildly as she
called this. and the look In his eyes
nd the quick pain that twitchcd his
ICE at the door haunted her.
The two men were talking Of the
Few order OF things In Vienna.
"The trouble Is" said the ambassa-
lor. that Austria Hungary Is not
alton. but what Metternlch called
taly-a geographical expression Where
here are so many loose ends a strong
rasp Is necessary to hold them to-
ether"
And a weak hand" suggested Judge
lalborne. might easily lose or scat
er them"
Precisely. And a man OF character
nd spirit could topple down the card
ouse tomorrow. pick out what he liked
nj create for himself new edifice-
nd a stronger one. ! speak frankly.
an Stroebcl Is out OF the way. the
ew emperor-king is a weakling. and II
e should die tonigh, or tomorrow
The ambassador lifted his hands and
mapped his fingers.
Yes. After him. whatT'
after him his scoundrelly cousin
francis. and then a stronger than Won
,troebel might easily fail TO hold the
llsjecta membra OF the empire to-
/ sether."
But there are shadows on the
creen." remarked Judge Claiborne.
There was Karl, the mad prince"
-Humph. There was some red blood
in him. but he was impossible He
had faint Of democracy, treason, re-
bellion."
Judge Claiborne laughed.
II don't like the combination OF
terms. If treason and rebellion are
synonyms OF democracy. we Americans
are in danger"
"No; you are a miracle-that Is the
only explanation" replied Marhof.
But a man like Karl-what II he
were to reappear in the world. A lit
tie democracy might solve your prob
lem"
mo. thank God. he is out OF the
way! He was sane enough to take
himself of and die"
But his ghost walks. Not year
ago We heard OF him, and he had a
son who chose his fathers exile. What
III Charles Louis, who Is without heirs.
should die and Karl or his som
I'm the providence OF God they are
dead. Impostors gain a little brief no
toriety by pretending to be the lost
Karl or his son Frederick Augustus.
but Won Stroebel satisfied himself that
Karl was dead. l am quite sure OF 1t.
You know dear Stroebel had a genius
for gaining information"
II have heard as much" and Shirley
and the baron smiled at Judge Clai-
borne's tone.
The storm was diminishing, and Shir-
ley grew more tranquil. Soon the am
bassador would leave and she would
send Armitage away, but the mention
of Stroebers name rang oddly in her
ears, and the curious way in which
Armitage and Chauvenet had come
into her life awoke new and anxious
questions.
Count Won Stroebel was not dem
ocrat. at any rate" she said. HE be-
lieved In the divine right and all that"
80 do l, Miss Claiborne. It's all
we've got 10 stand on"
But suppose a democratic prince
were to fall heir to oYe, ef the Euro
pean thrones, insist on giving his crown
20 the poor and taking his oath in a
frock coat. upsettlng the old order en-
tirely"-
HE would be a fool. and the people
would drag him to the block In
week." declared the baron vigorously.
They pursued the subject In lighter
vein a few minutes longer; then the
baron rose. Judge Claiborne summon
ed the waiting carriage from the sta
BILE, and the baron drove home.
II ought TO work FOR an hour on that
Danish claims matter" remarked the
judge. glancing toward his curtalned
den.
'You will do nothing OF the kind.
Night work Is not permitted in the val
ley"
Thank you. ! hoped you would say
that, Shirley. | believe | am tired.
and now II you will find a magazine
for me I'll so to bed. Ring for Thorn-
as TO close the house."
Il have n few notes TO write. They'll
take only minute. and Ill write them
here"
She heard her father'g door ciose lis