The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1913-09-06
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ereu. IL was supposed that she was
lingering in the vicinity of Philadel-
phia or Baltimore. There were added
a few discriminating details concerning
her relationship with her dead hus-
band, and a brief sketch of her sensa-
tional life. The paragraph closed with
the statement that che was an accom-
plished musician.
The young man frowned and. open
ing his window, flung the scandalous
sheet to the breeze. He determined to
forget what he had read, yet the lines
kept coming before his eyes.
When he reached the city he went
to the news stand in the station,
where was an agent who knew him,
and procured copy of every paper on
sale Then, instead of hurrying home,
he found a seat in a secluded corner
and proceeded to examine his pur-
chases.
In large letters on the front page Of
New York paper blazed:
HOUSE ROBBED OF JEWELS
WORTH TEN THOUSAND DOL
LARS BY BEAUTIFUL YOUNG
ADVENTURES MASQUE-
RADING AS a PARLOR
MAID.
He ran his eyes down the column
and gathered that she was still at
large, though the entire police force
of New York was on her track.
He turned to another paper, only TO
be met by the words:
ESCAPE OF FAIR LUNATIC
and underneath:
| Prison walls could not confine Miss
! Nancy Lee, who last week threw a light
| ed lamp at her mother, setting fire to the
| house. and then attempted suicide. The
young woman seems to have recovered
her senses, and processes to know moth
| ing OF what happened. but the physicians
| sanity. and deem it safe to keep her con-
| fined. She escaped during the night, leav-
| she managed to get open the window
| through which she left the asylum is still
/ mystery.
In disgust he flung the paper from
| him and took up another.
| FOUL PLAY SUSPECTED! BEAUTI,
| Full YOUNG HEIRESS MISSING.
| His soul turned sick within him. He
| looked up and saw a little procession
| of late jewellers rushing out to the last
| suburban train, the girls leaving q
| trail of oTris perfume and a vision OF
| dainty opera clOaks. One of the men
was city friend of his. Durham hall
envied him his unperturbed mind To
! be sure, he would not get back to the
city till three in the morning, but he
would have no visions of robberies and
! fair lunatics and hard pressed maid
ems unjustly pursued, to mar his rest.
| Durham buttoned his coat and
turned up his collar as he started out
| into the street, for the night had
turned cold. and his nerves made him
| chilly. AS he walked, the blood began
to race more healthiIy in his veins
! and the horrors Of the evening papers
were dispelled. In their place came
! pleasant memories of the evening al
! Mrs. BOwman's, of the music, and Of
their ride and talk together. IN his
| heart a hope began TO rise that hel
dark days would pass, and that he
might find her again and know her bet
ter.
His brief nights sleep was cut shor
by a sharp knock at his door the mex
morning. he dWOhe WITH confused
idea Of being on a sleeping car, anC
wondered if he had plenty of time t.
dress, but his sisters voice quickl!
dispelled the illusion.
'Tryon, aren't you almost ready t.
come down to breakfast? Do hurry
please. I've something awfully impor
tant to consult you about"
! His sisters tome told him tbara wa,
need for haste if he would keep in he
good graces, so he made a hurried
toilet and went down, to find his house
hold in a state of subdued excitement
I'm just as worried as l can be,
declared his mother Il want to cor
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