Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1908-04-22
SYNOPSIS.

SYNOPSIS.
Burton H. Barnes, wealthy American
hsh lieutenant, Edward Gerard Anstruth-
sr. and his Corsican bride. Marina.
Sd the Ras the
reward ,tHa 10 to be the hand Of the girl he
1 1sh ;o Enid Anst1%ther. sister Of the Eng
o to The four board tss from F AS
steamer Constantine The vendetta pur-
sues sue 81 and nd as tn: quartet are about to
Marna the is train dor London at
which causes her to collapse and necessi-
t n.e postponement of the journey.
and rso gets part Of the mysterious note
that he Is marxed by the vendetta. He
employs an American detective and plans
to beat the vendetta at their own game.
r. aor th the purpose Of securing the safety
Lady Chartris lease a secluded villa at
n Nice to S. Which the party is e Be taken
arrangements for their marriage. The
ceives note from La Belle Blackwood,
that Elijah Emory, his detective, has
been murdered by the Corsicans He
learns that the man supposed to be Cor
way to the boat, was saliceti, a nephew
Of the count: and that Count Corregio
had been In Nice for some time prior to
to marry Enid count anless ar hs
would have her also involved in the MUIR
derous feud. Barnes and Enid are mar
riad. Soon after their wedding Barnes
bride disappears. Barnes discovers she
has been kidnapped and taken to Corsica.
me groom secures a hshing vessel and
Is about to start in pursuit Of his brides
the villa and rushes back to hear that
Anstruther's wife. Marina, is also miss
ing. Barnes is compelled to depart for
the. search for Marina to her husband
fore fore Barnes boat lands on Corsica's
corner of the vessel She explains her
action by saying she has come to help
Barnes rescue his wife from the Corsi-
cans
CHAPTER xI.-Continued.
How many were there?" interjects
Barnes hurriedly.
About four, Monsieur. Only one
know how to sail ze ship. But re night
is fine and aftaire bringing me to
make ze breakfast during re darkness,
re one who knew re coast steered us
here. Zen zey drop re anchor and
cry to me: Cook, stay on board. You
tell re cursed Americana, Signore
Barnes of New York to come to Bocog-
nano if he would rescue his wife. We
have greeting for him zere witch he
Will not forget Fay all take off zaire
hats, as re young cavalier bring upon
deck your beautiful lady, who looked
like goddess, so naughty, so noble.
To him as he bowed before her, she
o~A~ 0nA@
you who were we're I'm gentilhomme a
few days ago and have now become a
kidnapper tell your savages to keep
zaire hands off me and will 70 with
you
TO me she command as she stepped
into re boat: Loboeuf, have a good
meal for Mr.. Barnes, who will be COM
ing soon; Zen she look at me with
her eyes. know she means am not
to forget something. All, your mariee
vas vaire brave. Only once in re long
night, as listen with my ears, I hear
from re cabin short. quick Sob
MY wife's eyes told you to remem.
Der something? What was it," asks
Barnes very eagerly, though his gaze
is dim.
"Oh, VOLTA! When re ruffians were
preparing re boat for her, Madame
whispered in my ear: Tell my hus-
band to look in re third drawer of ze
cabin locker"
Before the last words have left the
Frenchman's lips, the American 10
down the companionway and has torn
open the drawer indicated. He hur-
rledly losses aside the contents and
produces note, the superscription of
which, in the dear hand he knows.
makes him falter. 1t is simply ad-
dressed: Mr. Burton H. Barnes" and
reads:
My Darling Husband: I have little
time to write, for they are preparing to
take me on shore in a boat. We are
now anchored off Corsica somewhere.
Last evening through some carele.s
message OF Thompson misinterpreted by
my own eagerness, came on board the
yacht alone, thinking you had gone there
before me to avoid some encounter with
Danella that might delay our wedding
trip. A boat was waiting for me at the
landing place. In the darkness, during
the short hundred yards to the Yacht
men, probably because my thoughts were
SO entirely of you.
Flying into the cabin, expecting to
meet you, I heard the doors close upon
me and a voice in Corsican French saw:
She is ours''' Then the slipping of
bolts outside told me I was prisoner.
No cries of mine or commands were
needed. The yacht got under way
All, what night I've passed here in
this cabin that should have been our
honeymoon home, thinking of your mis-
cry when you found you had lost me.
But knowing by your love that you
will pursue and find me, I send you this
warming which is of great Importance.
have learned by some careless French
conversation that has drifted in to me
that I am to be made the lure to bring
you to the death Of the vendetta in
Bocognano. 10 me Saliceti has boosted
that they have notified you they take
me to Corsica. They are sure your at
lection for me will make you follow me.
rash and careless in your agony. There
Saliceti means to assassinate you, think
ing by that to gain the votes Of his Pc
culiar countrymen because he has nObly
fulfilled his diabolical oath of the hor-
lible vendetta that they worship. There
fore. by your love for me, my husband,
! charge you not to risk your dear life
unduly, and to bring with you enough
friends to protect you from these as
sassins. I hear the splash of the boat
put overheard; they will be coming for
me, so kiss the letter where I sign and
you'll meet the lips of, in life or death,
always, YOUR WIFE.
Barnes reads this letter carefully
twice. Once he gazes up; but the
sight of the cabin decorated for his
honeymoon, about which are scatter
ed his Wife's dainty BELONGINGS