The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1910-06-28

" oAa0y, Dut hhd Jou ucIc, NIX.
Wylie. where none but inmates can
come"
Il dropped into this garden from an
aeronat," reiterated Theodore
"And swallowed your parachute"
interpolated O'Grady.
Nor cried Carson, producing 1t
from under the bench. Here it is"
II have no knowledge Of machinery"
said O'Grady. But the existence
here of so common continuance does
not at all prove the absence Of Mr..
Wylie, and Mr.. Wylie is accounted for
by no personality except your own,
sir. The Slattery institute loses no
patients. You are Mr.. Wylie or Mr..
Wylie is lost; hence. sir. you are Mr..
Wylie."
Mr.. Evans ushered young Mr. Car
son into room "a as II comforting a
great favor In thus naming him Wylie
and arresting him instanter under the
new cognomen.
Il am not Mr.. Wylie," reiterated
said. and r.
This matter Of names Is SO compli-
Gated" quavered Mr.. Evans. pushing
up his cuffs as If about to attempt
some feat Of physical prowess. mo
man DRAWN my pay en- be expected
to work 1t out. git awful small
wages. Mr.. Wylie. My duties is SIM
pie. You git your tonic an treat
ments reg'lar an keep hours. A whole
lot of gentlemen comes here under spe-
cial Names"
Mr.. Craighead raped and entered.
II quite agree with the remarks of
my querulous friend, Mr.. Evans" said
Mr.. Craighead. "Your position. Mr..
Carson, Is an equivocal one. The
question is. what's your fieldT
ut Is aeronautics." replied Theodore.
II have devised the first effective
aeronef. u
every interesting" returned Craig
head. II have made that specially.
know the defects of the present day
aeronefs, and l understand the failure
Of the gas supported aerostats. except
as toys for us parasitic capitalists. But
to the point In controversy. Are you
the Fulton of the empyrean or the
| Edison Of the hot air? Mr.. Evans
porcine tonality has expressed the
only conclusion open to him-to accept
the Wylie theory as a working hypoth-
esis and to- work 1t ut the regular per
diem. Dost foller mey'
81 suppose that this Wylie must turn
up sooner or later" unused Theodore.
but why should | take treatment?
What do they do to you?" persisted
Theodore.
."They give you dope; they feed you
| for few days on bran mash; they
shoot you twice a day; they give you
little bottle to assuage what they
call your thirst the first night or so,
though why they call that thirst
which Is only cerebrospinal tendency
entirely unconnected with irrigation de.
| poneth saith not. Let's to breakfast
Breakfast. Here was something to
be "understanded Of the people," Car
SOD was furnishing And before he re-
| turned to his room he learned that he
was an inmate Of the Slattery Insti-
| tute For Drunkards.
CHAPTER VI.
| THE MYSTERY OF THE EMPORIUM.
u YOUNG Mr.. Carson. detained at
the Slattery institute to bal
| anee the books on account Of
the evanlshment Of Mr.. Wy
lie, thought often Of Shaynes charm
Ing niece. but, manlike, gave scarcely
a thought of the situation on board
the Roc as she bore northward In the
night sky after dropping him as a
hawk might let fall too belligerent
weasel.
The warfare and insurrection which
he left behind would have interested
him had he known. Mr.. Silberberg.
hurt In amour propre as well us pro
boscis. was deeply disturbed In his sui
tanic regard for Virginia He was too
angry to follow her to the SIX as she
swept out Of the cabin to take leave Of
her bandit of the dunes For some
minutes the girl lay. half fainting.
wholly terrified, by the rail- where she
had fallen as Theodore dropped over
the side into the cloud and the night.
Where Is VirginiaY querled Aunt
Marie at last HAS she eloped with
that creature? Look for her! She's
my niece, after all!'
Mr.. Shayne called Mrs. Shayne's
maid and gave orders that Virginia be
sought on deck. The maid looked
about hastily and. failing to observe
the little heap in which Virginia sat
huddled up by the rail. ran In agitat-
edly and said that Miss Suarez was
not on deck 'in the least"
Il told you" gasped Mrs. Shayne
"She's thrown herself away!"
Silberberg walked glumly In from
the cabin.
'This. assassin" said he. must be
aft with the crew. There's only one
place where Miss Suarez can be-"
Shayne ran aft and astonished the
crew by bursting into their midst and
staring wildly about, as II demented.
What is 1t, slr?" Willett asked
calmly.
"Where is Miss Suarez?" painted MIR.
Shayne.
Il don't know. SIR"
where's that fellow We picked up?"
Il don't know" responded Willett.
They're gonew Shayne exclaimed,
rushing into the cabin MAX. they've
gone over the sidew
THAT parachute" said Max, could
not save two from death, even II they
made good drop. And In this dark
ness
Virginia, having recovered her self
possession and the control Of her
knees. rose and. entering her cabin,
threw herself on her bed. She felt a