Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-02-11

lid was loosened and the shrouded fig
ure Of the dead woman was revealed
She was more the image Of Mrs. Har-
court than Mrs Harcourt herself For
Mrs. Harcourt, when they left her, was
sunk in deadly coma, and the livor
or death seemed reflected on her coun-
tenance. Cerisse Wayne lay there,
calm, quiet and all at ease, like sleep
ing marble.
Wonderful, wonderful The like
ness" commented Mr.. Franz. He
scrut1nized the face and hands Of the
corpse closely and said slowly:
am positive that this is the WON
an that our firm knew as Cerisse
wayne. Who the woman at the Di-
rectory Hotel may be- the woman who
SO closely resembles ser, cannot say.
All know of Mrs. Wayne is that her
deposits with us have been coming
as L wrote you, for some time. When
we had notice Of her death we delay
ed opening her safety deposit box TIL
we mad a court order. Within we found
the most gorgeous collections Of jewels
Itnaglnable-here are photographs OF
them-neckIaces stomachers, all or
them trinkets for the adjoining OF
woman. Also copies concerning trans
fers of various property interests IN
central Africa, particularly in the re-
glons mapped as UNEMPLOYED. Several
of these make mention, indefinitely, OF
diamond mines of great value, appar-
emily. One typewriter letter was in
the box, addressed to Mrs Wayne and
signed 'Y0ur Fond at Here is a
copy of it,"
my Dear Daughter-It is with
great despair that l urge upon you
again, the necessity for finding your
brother Francis, and securing from
him the route to the Tiougaley Mines.
He is the only living soul who has this
knowledge. His refusal to divulge the
information to me is but another
proof of his unnatural and unfilial at
titude. 1 must insist that you find
Francis and make him tell you the To-
cation Of the lost fields. Cease seeking
your will O. the wisp ideal-your fool
ish love. Find Francis instead and
having found him return home to
Hackleye as soon as possible. He Is
growing uncontrollably jealous Of you,
and not only threatening your life, but
mine, and that Of the children, too.
They are both well, but Paula has had
much trouble with her throat since the
rains began. I'm afraid she will never
be we'll in this climate Do not mis-
understand me. Hackleye Is where
you cannot trif1e with him any longer,
and the demands on our moneys have
been so great that unless we get hold
of the new fields, we will be poverty
stricken al the end of the year. I wish
you would quit your gaming. do not
mean less wealthy, mind you, but prac-
ticaIIy poor. Reflect what this means.
Cerisse, seek out Francis, find him If
possible, and by all means make him
draw you a chart or map of those IA
nous and almost forgotten fields. Take
care of yourself, my daughter With
much love,
Your Fond Old Father"
THAT straightens it all out for us
nicely now" chartered Hank Smiths
voice on the air. "Hamley Hackleye
is Cerisse Wayne's husband, and
Wayne must have been her maiden
name. Evidently she didn't love Hack
leye and she ran away to love some
body else and to find her brother Fran
els, and to learn about those diamond
mines Now if the whole bunch Of them
lived in Africa, I'd believe that the
an-Aperilla is a trained ape, a sort OF
body servant that followed along after
the husband. He traced her here to
the Desterle house, leased the Flanders
home, and then called on her surrepti-
tiously. I don't believe Hubby ever
went to murder mis- little wife, but they
got into a family row because Wife
didn't want to go home with Hubby,
and in the fracas that followed wife
got the worst of it, and, by the way
here Hanks voice sank to a whisper
II wonder if she really was dead or
only drugged? And have any of you
noticed the similarity between the
names Hamley Hackley' and Harold
Harcourt?'''
You reason like a woman, Hank"
growled Larry Morris. You're con-
Trajectory from the start"
Perhaps"
(To be continued.)