Marble Hill press., 1908-10-15
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Where did they take my wtfe?~

warning at the 1nn OF GudSHo- nope
you got IT,
Where did they take my Wife,
That l shall not tell you-at least,
not without a bribe. Shall i have G
farewell kiss for the information?
"Neyer."
"Oh, Burton, don't kill met" she
gasps. for Barnes hand. in his agony
and rage. is nearly on her white throat
"Pish. You are not worth it,
Uncompromisingly he tears himself
from ner and commands: Tell me
where I will find her now; tell me sc
that l can so back to her and dare to
kiss my wife's lips, knowing that am
true to her. Think-think what you
once were when your father and moth
er in Ohio loved you and believed in
their little girl. BY heaven, | know
there is good in you. Sally-Only let 1t
come out, just this time" he entreats.
Just tell me where l can find my dar-
ling, so that | can rescue her in time.
for you know these are villains who
have stolen her from me-"
4 being of impulse. La Belle Black
wood wrings her hands, her head
lroops and she sObs: Then, Burton,
I'll forgive you and tell you. There is
a little good in me-I'll tell you all l
know of your bride which is very
little. l think the road they took her
was north of the path that we fol-
lowed. But where Enid is, l know
not"
Then Saliceti. I'll tear it from
him.
Il hardly think he can tell you. His
followers were strangely frightened
and embarrasse when the Bellacoscia
young men demanded your bride from
them. and as an evasion, substituted
me" Then. noting the fearful look
on Barnes face, she cries: Don t
waste your time here; ask the man
who knows"
All"
"Cipriano Danella, The head of this
| affair didn't want you to find her-nOt
until the. killed you, if it were posi-
| BILE Oh. this COrsican count who is
| playing With you is a great man-not
| boy"
This is all you can tell me? Is it
the TRUTH"
/ yes"
Very we'll" says Barnes, L thank
you for the information. | will now
see that you get out of Corsica safely
How"
My friend, the great Bellacoscia
will do it for me-
The great bandit, He will take
me from Corsica? Diable. the mag
nificent bandit-that would be an ad
venture laughs the volatile lady air
i!y The ferocious bandit have reat
! Of: This BellacCscia who kills gen
darmes as if they were flies, That!
greater than even pork packer.
cattle man or a Count Danclla. ism
it? / thank you for the bandit, Ny
Barnes.
Barnes runs down the stairs ant
steps ont upon the porch.
\ happy-faced young man will
elated air and dust-covered clothes i
spurring hastily up the avenue, a na
tive boy trOtting beside him. Seem!
the American, he calls out: Glad t
hear you and enid are again yard
arm to yardarm; though you look love
sick enough, Barnes OF New York.
Awaking with start, Burton look
at him and gasps. Edwin. you here?
Easy enough. | found a letter let
with Lady Chartris' housekeeper b
my wife to be delivered to me thi
morning, which told me Marina ha
come to BOCOgnanO. So l rushed int
, Nice. BY good luck | found Aims
, | hams Yacht was coming straight t
AjaCciO. For my sake he put o
+ steam. I made the 25 miles up her
from the COrsican capital on a horse
: arriving before they eXtinguished til
| lights in the inn. There they told III
of my noble wife and how Marina
, words had banished our vendetta fr01
! BOCOgnano,'
CTO BE CONTINUED
STIRRED UP NEW WORKERS.