The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1913-11-29

went off and listed for a sojer. had
turned out half as we'll"
Mrs. Harding nodded toward a pho
tograph of a cavalry soldier In uniform
on the mantelshelf. and Bruce rose to
examine it. inwardly marveling at the
intelligence he had just received. Was
it reasonable that the girl could be the
recipient of a legacy without the
knowledge of her mother? In any
case, why did she conceal the real ma
ture of her earnings? The story about
"f6 a week" was a myth.
Near to the portrait Of the gallant
hussar was a large plaque presentmenf
of Miss Marie herself in all the glory
of tights, wig and makeup. Across II
was written. in the best theatrical
style. Ever yours sincerely. Marie lie
Marchant." And no soone had Bruce
caught sight of the words than he al
most shouted aloud In his amaZement
The handwriting was identical with
that of Lady Dyke.
Gulping down his surprise. he de
voured the signature with his eyes.
The resemblance was truly remark
able. What on earth could be the ex-
PLANTATION of this phenomenon?
Your daughter is a remarkably nice
writer, Mrs. Harding" he said. turn
ing the photograph toward her.
Yes said the complacent mother,
"she taught herself when-before she
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clever girl and when she grew up she
improved herself. l wasn't able to
afford her much schooling when she
was young"
II have seldom seen a nicer hand.s
he went on. Have you any other
specimens Of her writing? should
like to see them If they are not pri-
vate."
The smooth surface of the photo
graph might perhaps lend a deceptive
fiuency to the pen. He wanted to make
quite sure that he was not mistaken.
"Oh, yes. She's just copying out the
part Of Ophelia in Hamlet And she
acts it beautiful"
Mrs. Harding handed over a largo
MS. book and there. written on the
first page. was the nameeof the luck
less woman whose fatal passion has
moved millions TO tears.
He admired Miss Marie lie Merchants
efforts in the matter of self culture. but
he was determined N for all to
wrest from her some explanation OF
her actions.
The rattle of a key in the outer doof
caused him to throw aside the coveted
part" and the young lady herself Ell
tered. A few weeks of stage expert
ence had given her a more stylish
appearance. There was a profession
NJ touch in the arrangement OF her
and the droop of her skirt.
She knew him instantly and listened
with evident anger to her mothers ex-
,lanation that this gentleman has just
allied to see you. dear"
you nave no right to come here an
rowing me-" she retorted.
II am not here TO annoy you. L
ONE. rather. as a friend TO appeal to
ON not 10 incur the grave risk OF
eeping from the authorities infornia-
ion which they ought to possess"
~ don't are that for you. Mr..
replied the girl. her face set
ow I'm a scarlet temper, while she
napped her fingers to emphasize the
You can do and say what
ou like. | will tell you nothing"
..You cannot deny you wrote that let.
TO Sir Charles Dyke last Saturday."
II am waiting for my tea. Sorry ]
MT ask you to join me-
Your hippancy will not avail you
e. here Is the letter itself-your W
oduction-written on paper of which
n have quite a quantity in this very