Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-04-08

Ina.
mot on your life," Max said. II am
,ung and my career has only begun.
Nont intend to be cut of in the
49, Of my youth. But I'll tell you
e. do; I'll take him drink. I
to a pole or something"
4. HARRISON did not smile. He
,ughtful for minute. Then:
ion't believe he is delirious," he
said quietly, and I wouldn't be sur
prised if he has happened on some
thing that-will be of general inter-
est. 1 think will stay with him to-
might" ="
After that, of course, none of the
others would confess that he was
afraid, so with the South American
leading. they. al went upstairs. The
women of the party sat on the lower
steps and listened. but everything was
quiet. Now and then we could hear
the sound of voices. and after while
there was a rapid slamming of doors
and the sound of some one running
down to the second floor. Then quiet
again.
Nonetof ~ felt laxative. Bella had
followed the men up and had been put
out. and sat smiling by herself in tho
den. Aunt Selma was working over
jig-saw puzzle in the library. and de-
-l1ring that some of 1t must be lost
ne and Leila Mercer were embroid.
ing. and Betty and I sat idle, our
Ands In our laps. The whole atmos.
lere Of the house was mysterious.
nne told over again Of the strange
discs the night her necklace was
tolen. Betty asked me about the
Inc when the comfort slipped from
under my fingers. And when, in the
midst of the story, the telephone rang.
We all Jumped and shrieked
In an hour or so they sent for Flan-
ntzan, and he went upstairs. He
came down again soon. however. and
returned with something over his arm
that looked like = rope. It seemed to
be made of all kinds Of things tied
together, trunk straps. clothesline. bed
sheets, and something that Flanagan
pointed to with rage and said he
hadn't been able to keep his clothes
ON all day. He refused to explain fur
Their. however. and trailed the monde
script article up the stairs. We could
only gaze after him and wonder what
1t oil meant.
The conclave lasted far into tho
night The feminine contingent went
to ~, but not to sleep. Some time
after midnight, Mr.. HARRISON and Max
went, downstairs and I could hear
them rafting around testing win
dows and burglar alarms. But nm
ally every one settled down and the
rest Of the night was quiet.
Betty Mercer came into my room
the next morning. Sunday. and said
Anne Brown wanted me. went over
1t once, and Anne was sitting up in
bed, crying. Dial had slipped out Of
1hs room, 1t daylight. she said, and
hadn't come back. He had thought
ahe was asleep, but she wasn't, and
she knew he was dead, for nothing
ever made Dial get up on Sunday be-
fore noon.
There was no one moving in the
house, and I hardly knew what to do.
It was Betty who said she would 60
up and rouse Mr.. HARRISON and Max.
who had taken Jim's place in tho
studio. She started out bravely
enough, but In minute we heard her
flying back. Anne grew perfectly
white.
Hes lying on the upper stairs!"
Betty cried, and We all ran out. It
was quite true. Dial was lying on the
stair1 IN q bath-robe, with one of Jim's
Indian war.clubs In his hand. And he
was sound asleep.
He looked somewhat embarrassed
when he reused and saw US standing
around. He said he was going to play
q practical joke on somebody and fell
asleep in the middle of 1t. And Anne
said he wasn't even an Intelligent liar.
and went back to bed In a temper. But
Betty came in with me, and we sat
and looked at each other and didn't
say much. The situation was beyond
~.
The doctor let, Jim out next day,
\ there having been nothing the matter
with him but stomach rash. But
Jim, was changed: he mooned around
Bells, Of course, a. before. but he was
distracted at times, and all that day
6anday-he wandered OF by himself.
ana, one would come across him un.
sxpectedly in the basement or along
soRe q the unused back halls.
Anat selma held service that morp-
Ing. Jim said that he always had .
~ z.