Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1910-07-15
cannot live wit bout moDey."

'eieTtHVe !" UIS Df1PI domestic career
Over here shall make my demand
through madames legal representa-
tives"
You're improving. Going to call o,
them todayY'
AS soon as eau get message I,
the countess and learn the names q,
her attorneys"
"Oh. sect Now. wait Let me
think that over minute The Cher
nh rubbed his pink chin thoughtfully
You say you don't insist upon SEEM
the countess personally: all you wan
Is the address of her lawyers"
The count nodded.
Then Ill tell you what we nigh
do" suggested Mr.. Devine. Lets e,
up and ask Timmins to find out. W,
can get 10 his office without bein,
seen. What do you say?'
The count was quite willing. He of
! fered Mr. Dcvine a cigarette in his
most affable manner, and when the
/ Cherub has rescued his straw hat
they started Off through the maze OF
bluestone walks for the stables.
On reaching the Office he left the
count outside and went in alone tc
consult Timnlins.
Ever see a picture Of Count Vec.
chi?" he asked Timmins.
Yes. Timmins had. but not for q
couple Of years.
Take E squint through the window
at the chap outside" said Mr.. Devine.
Did the picture look anything like
him?''
Timmins peered through the glass.
YES. very like him. sill" he went on.
Then that's him." declared the
Cherub.
mot the one that they said was
YES. but he says he isn't. Claims
he never died at all. Now. what do
you guess he's here for?"
Judging by what I've heard. sir.
should say he might be after money!,
"Timmfns. you're a mind reader
That's just what he is after"
why, the sneaking. unmannerly vii.
lain"' exploded Timmins. He ought
to be put in jail, SIR
well, something ought to be done
with him. What's that little stone
coop without any windows down there
by the swan lake?"
That's the icehouse. SIR
Full up. is it?''
"Oh. no. sir; not now. sir. It's very
near empty, think"
non, for not. IoA no1 - ohoSv ~
so, is there4'
Timmins grinned expressively.
PLENTY of room. sir"
"How about air. Timmins?''
Excellent ventilation, sir. Has to
be, you know
Good! Now. you slip out the back
way and go down there. will you? Go
inside and shut the door. When you
hear me knock you'll know I've come
with caller. Get the idea. eh?'
do !, sir! Oh. my eye! Oh. my
eye! And. with one hand over his
mouth. Timmins disappeared.
The icehouse at Hewington Acres
was most substantial building In
the front were two doors-one at the
top. reached by a permanent ladder;
the other on level with the ground.
This latter was a double door. with
An air space between. The outside
half was Of thick oak and swung on
heavy strap hinges. In the upper
panel was diamond shaped design of
auger holes. Standing outside and
looking up at these perforations was
Cherub Devine. He was not studying
The design. He was talking to some
unseen person behind the thick door.
easily and pleasantly in
spite Of the handicap. True. he was
IN the free side of the door. That
makes difference, Of course.
On the whole. Cherub Devine felt
rim satisfaction In knowing that the
count was safe under lock and key in
tead of lodging around the grounds,
where he might come across the count
,ss at any moment. Even II there
vas no danger of tender reunion it
vas best to have the count shut up,
or he was bent on making trouble.
1t that very moment he was so de-
laring to the full extent Of his lung
'ower. Through the auger holes he
vas shouting that Mr. Devine. the
ountess. Mr.. HewingtOn and Tim
nins should all pay dearly for this
Ugh handed outrage.
You're cursed Yankee pig" howl
d the IMPRISONED count
Sorry you're so stirred up over 1t"
oothingly observed the Cherub.
"Kidnaperw shrieked the count.
Guilty." responded the Cherub.
First offense, though. Now for heav-
MS sake calm down."
''It's beastly in here! My shoes are
citing full Of something's
Nothing but sawdust,'' answered
he Cherub. "Tll have Timmins
oread rug or something over it."
IN make it hot for you when l get
ut!'
"Sure! And for the Hewingtons.
10, expect?"
you'll both have to pay for this as
ION as I'm free" ..
''There! You see!' exclaimed the
herub cheerfully. you'd stir up
Id muss., Of course. We could put ;,
ou in Jail for attempted blackmail, :
ut that would bring out that the :
'untess wasn't widow, and all that /.
d gossip would be dug up again and :
'inted In all the papers. and I'd be =
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