The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-03-16

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 facilities of this institution are a
 your disposal. On account of the un
 usual nature of the affair, we have
 and find that the draft on the Chart
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 Trusting that you will continue your account with us, we are Yours very truly.'' ''Poor Dream Lady!" sighed Ches- ter. 50 they killed her after all Perhaps my other friend in China town will have more details. I must see him at once.'' l He found the priest of the joss house asleep, on a hard wooden chair. His countenance, relaxed in slumber, was scanned with wrinkles as if of i deep grief. Chester touched him on the shoulder. The priest half chant 1 ed a Chinese sentence which sounded almost musical. Chester shook him a little harder. Where is the Dream Lady?" he 1 asked.
 'She 1eal Dleam Lady now" 'tTe1I me. Did they kill her at l last?"
 "Ye-eh. Go China. Kill her." Chester buried his face in his hands.
 Little fragrant Water Lily" he sA was not my doing.'' ''she left me all her money" he said presently. Had she no rela- tives alive?''
 ''No sabe.''
 ''IIad she no mother, father, sister, brotcer, frieni''
 "Yu-Kieu say king, people: paIent, oFilt: olo'he', biother. r..an, w,:e; fen, fien." the priest half cl,ant"d. It ws's part O.. his daily risnlarcle of tlle hve relationships of life which must be properly discharged by a true follower of t.onfucius.
 Ma. beso shs no paIent '1o :her, fen.''
 He gazed at Chester stolid1y.
 "Great Heavens" cried the latter. Don't you care?'
 The yellow face was impassive now, and the lines Of trouble seemed to have disappeared.
 'tShe leal Dlean Lady now.''
 '.How did she happen to have so much money?"
 ''She velly old D1eam Lady,"
 "I never should have suspected tt,'' al is one to do with the life earnings of an old Chinese lady without any relatives ?''
 That night. at the Stockton, Ches- ter carefully packed all the objects which had come to him in the big box out of the mysterious East. As he examined them more closely he seemed to vaguely remember having seen some of them in his infrequent trips through her apartments. He hesitated for an instant with the silk him for a sling in his hands. Then | he laid 1t back in the drawer. The 1 rest of the things he arra nged to send to the main joss house in 1 Chinatown.
 ''I can't make anything out from his blinking yellow face,'' said Ches ter, "but somehow I have a fancy that the priest down there would like to have these things. He seemed to ee on confidential terms with the veIly old Dleam Lady Queer that always fancied her young
 His so1iloquoy was interrupted by 4n1o
 Hello" said Chester, when he had reached the booth. 'Who is it?"
 whats the name of that fluid that Richepin recommended for removing nk stains?"
 It was Goldsmith talking in ex- .ited tones.
 "I don't know said Chester Don't believe ever heard it.''
 .Yes you did, and you've got to emember it."
 "I'll try and let you know said .hester. .But I have something else o tell you I tried to get you on he phone earlier in the day. I'm wiling to believe anything about now. The Dream Lady left nesffty-four thousand dollars! Those tends who after finally got her. But ust think of it! F'ifty-four thousand lo1lars. I'm just beginning to req ize it.''
 ''Stop chatter1ng, Chester" said Goldsmith inpatient1y. "This is really important. Have $ ou thought of the name of that fluid 'et? Don't you remember the tirne -ou dumped Richepin on the floor? What was it?"
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