Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1912-11-27

Bagdad. 1t will be an experience for
him. But when you get him there,
keep an eye out for the Shah Abbas in
the Pasha's work-room."
The affair had gone so smoothly
that Ryanne's usual keenness fell be.
low the mark; faulty was the word.
There had been so many twists to the
morning that his abiding distrust Of
every one became, for the time being,
edgeless. The trick Of purloining the
cable had keyed him high; the subse.
quent meeting of Fortune had de-
pressed him. And besides, he was too
anxious to be rid of Jones to consider
the possibilities of Mahomed's state
of mind.
He got up, paid his score, turned a
jest for the amusement Of the bar
maid, and went out to his carriage.
| His deduction still fallow, he rode
away. Lord! how easy it had been
Not hitch anywhere. And here, for
days, he had imagined all sorts of
things, and his dreams, a tumble of
dungeons, Of tortures. He understood.
Tho old rascals own head hung in the
balance. That's what saved him. To
Mahomed the rug was the paramount
feature; revenge (and he knew that
| Mahomed was longing madly, fercely
for it, must wait. And when Mahom.
ed turned his attention to this phase
why, he, Ryanne, would be at the 9th.
err side of the Atlantic. 1t was very
hard not to drop off at Shepheard'i
and confde the whole droll conspiracy
| to a bottle with green and gilded
neck. But, no; he had had no sleep
the night before; wine and want OF
rest would leave him witless when the
time came to see that Percival was
safely slowed away. A fine joke, a
monstrous fine jokel By-by, Percival,
old chap; pleasant journey. The Unit
ed Romance and Adventure company
gives you this little romance upon ap
prevail. If you do not like it, return
/ it If you can!
Mahomed sat perfectly still IN his
chair His two companions watched
him carefully. The mask had fallen,
and their masters face was not pleas
ant to see Suddenly he laughed The
barmaid stopped at her work. She
had somewhere heard laughter like
that 1t gave her a shiver. Where
had she heard it? Yes, that was 1t. A
man who had played the devil in an
opera called Fawst or something like
that. Would she ever see dear old
| foggy London again? With vain sigh
she went on rinsing the glasses and
| coffee-cups.
When George rolled out of bed II
was eleven. He bathed and dressed
absolutely content, regretless Of the
morning hours he had wasted. Truth
to tell, he hadn't enjoyed sleep so
thoroughly in weeks. He set to work,
Kidding the room of it's clutter OF
books and clothes and what-nots
Might as well get the bulk of his pack
ing out of the way while he thought
/ of 1t.
| Why had he been in such dreadful
hurry to pull out? Cairo was Just now
the most delightful place he knew Of
| To leave behind the blue skies and
warm sunshine, and to face instead
| the biting winds and northern SHOWS,
| rather dispirited him. He paused,
| pair of trousers dangling from his
hand. Pshaw! Why not admit II
frankly ard honestly? Wherever For
tune Chedsoye was or might be, there
was the delectabIe country. He
hadn't thought to ask her when she
was to leave, nor whittier she was to
| GO. The abruptness with which she
| had left him the night before puzzled
rather than disturbed him. oh, we'll;
this old planet was neither so deep
nor so round as it had once been.
What with steamships and railroads.
| the so-called four ends were drawn
closely together He would ask her
casually, as if it did not particularly
matter. In Naples it would be an easy
matter to change his booking to New
| York. From Naples to Mentone was
| only a question of few hours.
81 doesn't seem possible, George
old boy, does it? But it's true; and
there's no use trying to fool yourself
that it isn't. Fortune Chedsoye; 1t
will be a shame to add Jones to 1t;
but I'm going to try"
He pressed down the last book, tia
last collar, the last pair of shoes, and
| sat upon the lid OF the trunk. He
growled a little. The lock was always
bothering him. 1t was wonderful how
many things a chap could take out OF
trunk and how plagued few he could
put back. 1t did not seem to relieve
the pressure If he added steamer
trunk here or suitcase there; there
was always just so much there wasn't
any room for. Truly, it needed WON
ans hand to pack trunk. However
his mother In the old school-days had
got all his belongings into one TRUNK
was still an unsolved mystery.
(TO BE CONTINUED)