The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1913-06-14

uiOHS " SeTNuuI dppedIeu dl tHe
main door of the House of the
Angel.
What may the signori desire?" he
inquired.
I'VE are architects lied st. Hilary
glibly. I'VE are very DESTROYS to see
your garden. We understand that it
Is a very curious old garden
The servant in the shabby livery
shook his head.
The Signori Inglesi are mistaken"
he answered politely. THE interest
ing garden belongs to the House Of the
Camel just behind this palazzina. Our
garden has only a~rtichokes and as
paragus and beans and things
''The House of the Camel.' | ex-
claimed involuntarily.
st. Hilary pinched my arm for 81
lence. But there is a passage through
your garden that leads to the garden
Of the other house. is there not?'
He jingled insinuatingly some loose
coins in his pocket.
"Ah. yes. signor, that is true. A
long. long time ago a great nobleman
dwelt in this house. and his daughter
lived in the house behind. He had a
gate made in the wall that divides the
two gardens. The gate is still there"
Excellent. And you will lead us
into the garden Of the House of the
Camel by that gate?'
Without further parley st. Hilary
leaped lightly ashore. | followed his
%gondolier.
Thoughtful of you to send off that
chap. We can't be too careful re-
marked st. Hilary as we followed the
servant in the shabby livery into the
hall.
This hall. as in all Venetian palaces,
ran through the house from front to
rear. At its end was a glass door. The
door unlocked. we were in the garden.
A path turned to the right, joining a
broad walk fringed with q well trim
med hedge of box. This walk led
straight to the gate-our gate of the
third hour. There was no need to refer
to the photograph. 1t was unmistaka-
BILE.
The signori are. of course. expect
ed?" asked the servant hesitatingly, as
he unlocked this gate.
Naturally" replied st. Hilary. drop
ping a piece of silver in his palm.
The gate was locked behind us.
How are we to find u way out?
| demanded.
st. Hilary was staring about him as
n who knows his ground.
My dear Hume" he grinned, 81
know my way out perfectly. Allow
me to point out to you the Well of the
Pomegranates and the Loops and i'm
mediately eel the doorway there the
Sign of the Blind Camel. We are at
the landmark of the fourth hour"
And the ten figures on the disks of
the third hour are represented by these
busts built in the wall-five in either
wall. We are getting on. But why,
| wonder, did Da Sestos lead us to
this landmark by the way of the House
of the Angel? He might have brought
us here directly by the Campo San
Salvatore"
Because" commented st. Hilary.
'the way by land would have necessi-
tated a dozen directions. BY water
we have come without undue perplexi-
ty in three. But here. | am afraid,
our voyage of discovery must end for
topiCht Wo shall have "a n,,zzlo o,+
the fifth hour before we can 20 far
Their"
/ had opened the Bible that | had
brought with me from the gondola.
and, supported by the curb of the well,
| rested it oh my knee. turning TO the
book of Genesis. | read the verse of
the fourth hour:
And il came to pass, as the camels
had done drinking at the well. that
the man took Il golden earring of half
a shekel weight and w bracelets for
her hands of ten shekels' weight of
gold"
This is obscure enough" | said
ruefully. This jargon of a golden
earring and of half Il shekel weight
and two bracelets of ten shekels'
weight will take some time to reason
out, especially as we have no idea
what TO look for"
And l think" st. Hilary remarked.
1--WE are to be interrupted. Here
comes one of the priests of the semi
nary to see what business we have in
his garden"
Gentlemen" asked the padre po-
litely as we bowed with an assurance
that belied my feelings at least. you
are looking for some one? | saw you
admitted Il moment ago by the gate
yonder."
YES" boldly lied ST. Hilary once
more: 1--WE were about TO ring your
bell. We went to the House of the
Angel by mistake. We are architects,
and we have heard that you have a