The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-01-25

ache-te terrible, piercing intense. A half
hours rePose, and it will be gone. But until
them
And he shook his head sadly.
AS he passed out, Mr. Willoughby glanced
up, pushed back his chair, and in hearty
voice exclaimed:
Let us adjourn to the billiard room and
continue the discussion there What YOU say
is most interesting Mr.. Kingston, most inter
esting.'
One moment said Kingston; before
we 60 have little trinket would like to
show you. It's connected with an extremely
romantic episode in real life Z
He held the silver hammer so that all could
see it.
This hammer is. souvenir Of banquet
which attended in London just before !
sailed. There were Only six guests, and
every one OF them, except myself, was 4 mil
ionaire. The host was Tallmadge Mac
lntyre
You have not heard Of Tallmadge, i'm
agine. He IS a man about my age, and an in
innate friend Of mine. We have this in com
mon that we are both Of lis adsenturers in the
strange places Of the earth Seek sciertiiit
discoveries, Tallmadge hunts for wealth
Two years ago he drifted to The Cobalt re-
gion Of Canada Wandering its length and
breadth, he sought III vain lo ind mine that
would give him the fortune he crayed He
became penniless, in rags, almost starving
One evening, after wearlsoine and truiIlyss
days labor, he was returning 10 clInp, when q
startled rabbit flashed across the trail in front
of him.
Instinetiyely, Tallmadge hurled his pros
pecting hammer at the fleeing rabbit II
struck nowhere near the little creature, but
fell with force against the rocky hillside
STOPPING to pick ii up, Tallmadge's eye
caught familiar CLEAN beneath the earth it
had scraped away Hc fell on his knees and
went franticaly to work Within a week he
knew beyond the shadow Of a doubt that his
chance blow had opcaed up one of the richest
silver properties in the Cohalt country. A
month or so ago he sold his rights for fsbu
lous sum to q syndicate OF London capital
ists"
Lucky dogw CALCULATED Dick Wiiloughby.
The dinner continued Kingston, was
given TO celebrate his triumph Silver ham
mers and silger rabbits were distributed as
souvenirs. y,as towing with this hammer
against the .illc CT gobls! and noticed that in
striking it against The glass it caused singu-
larly musical sound Investigating. found
that nhsn brought into contact with the
proper substances il had an nncanny quality
Of stimulating GiIcrs1t expressions OF human
emotion -lovc, hatred, fear, and so forth
Let me illustrate what mean. YOU have a
gong Oh the siicb5ar - e
With a dcit motion he struck the gong
smartly hall dozen times The room was
filled with q clamor that rosc to piercing
shrilness and thea molrnially died away
Some one cried in horror;
"Thc val d lost sosll Oh, don't Go that
again, Mr. Kingston
| am very sorry and Kingston slipred
the hammer into his pocket; really had no
idea the effect would I've 50 unpleasant
There was a general movement toward the
door. Crossing rapidly to Dicks SIDE King
ston muttered:
Make an excuse to bring your father TO
my room at once. | have sprung the trap,
and fancy We shall not find it empty"
A minute later Kingston, Dick and Alr
Willoughby were standing together in the
darkness Of his room He was speaking to
them earnestly: Do not be shocked by any
thing you may see The situation is most
serious, but, as promised, everything viii
come out right Let US go to the den by
way Of the piazza"
"The second window 10 the right, whis-
pered Dick, where you see the glinimer Of
light"
Look for yourselves he said, terssly
Father and son recoilcd in amazement and
dismay The room, as Dick had told Kings
ton, was but dimly lighted, by single lamp
covered with red shade Yet its every de
tail could be seen with sufficient olearness.
Midway between the window and the door
stood a mahogany writing table, pushed back
against the wall BY this table, crouched in
most extraordinary attitude not unlike that of
sprinter at the mark, was the form Of man.
One hand rested onthe table. or rather on
bag which il held with tenacious grasp. The
other was outstretohed toward the window.
The face was plainly visible, eyes wide open
and staring, features fixed in an expression of
deathly fear. II was the Count de Sacran.
There gentlemen, said Kingston, us the
writer of your Black Hand letters, the man
who has so greatly troubled you with his
demands, and his threats"
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