Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-03-28
XII Continued.
Copyright, The bnbhs,Mcrrill

For the money was gone. He dug up
several of the bricks, and rummased
about beneath them. No use. me TAT
little bundle of bills had flown. only
an ugly hole gaped up at him.
He sat down. OF course! What a
fool he had been to suppose that such
treasure as this would stay long In a
hiding-place so obvious. He VINO had
made a luxurious living writing tales
Of the chase of gems and plate anu
gold had bungled the thing from the
first. He could hammer out on type
writer wild plots and counter-plots--
with a boarding-school girls cupid
busy all over the place. But ne coulo
not live them,
A boarding-school cupid! Good lord!
He remembered the eyes of the girl IN
blue corduroy as they had met mis-
whom he turned to the stairs. what
would she say now? On this he mad
gaily staked her faith in him: This
was to be the test Of his sincerity, the
proof of his devotion. And now he
must 10 to her, looking like TOOL
once more-go to her and confess that
again he had failed her. ,
His rage blazed forth. So they mad
rot to him." after all. Who? He
thought of the smooth crafty mountain
Of q man who had detained him mo-
ment ago. Who but Cargan and Max
OF course? They had found his child
ish hiding-place, and the money nao
come home to their eager hands. NO
doubt they were laughing slyly at MIN
now.
Well. he would show them yet He
rot UP and walked the floor. Once ne
had held them up in the snow ana
spoiled their little game-he would 40
It again. How? When? He did not
know. His soul cried for action OF
some sort, but he was up against
blind alley, and he knew it.
HI unlocked the door of NUMBER
seven, To go downstairs, to meet the
sweet eaxerness of the girl who de.
pended on him, to confess himself
tncked-it took all the courage ne
had, Why had it all happened, any
how? Confound it, hadn't he come up
here to be alone with his thoughts!
But. brighter side. it had given MIN
her-or it would give him her before
the last card was played. He shut
his teeth tightly, and went down the
stairs. ''
Mr.. Bland had added himself to the
group about the IRE. Quickly the eyes
Of Miss Norton met Magee's. she was
trembling with excitement. Cargan'
huge, red, cherry, got in Magee's pain
once more.
.sI'll annihilate this man." thought
Magee.
"1've been figuring" said the mayor
that was one thing he didn't nave TO
contend with. No, sir, there wasn't
any bright young men hunting up ola
Nanoleon and knocking him. in the
monthly magazines. They didn't go
down to Sardinia and pump 1t out OF
the neighbors that he started business
on borrowed money. and that MS
father drank more than was good for
him They didn't run illustrated artl,
Gle, about the diamonds he wore. an'
moving pictures Of him eating so9Sgge
"rJo' guess not" replied
abstractedly. I'm ais rec
II reckon there was q lh he papers."
ord wasn't meant for effectively. "And
continued Carsa9e Nap was lucky.
1t didn't go, ts reformers there. They
He had Il duash him with the power
couldr press"
M. Magee broke away from the
rehashed history, and hurried
to Miss Norton.
you promised yesterday" he re-
minded her, ITO show me the pictures
Of the admiral"
$50 I did," she replied, rising quick
". ITO think you have spent all this
time IN Baldpate Inn and not paid
homage to its own particular cock OF
the walk
She led him to a portrait hanging
beside the desk.
'Behold," she said, "the admiral on
a sunny day in July. Note the starchy
grandeur Of him. even with the Their
up in the clouds. That's one
Of the things the rockingham feet
adores In him. Can you imagine the
furry at the approach Of all that SUI
periority? Theodore Roosevelt Will
liam Faversham, and Richard Harding
Davis all arriving together couldn't
oyershadow the admiral for minute
Mr.. Magee gazed at the picture Of
q pompous little man. whose fierce
mustache seemed anxious to make up
for the lack of hair on his head
"A bald hero at summer resort,
he commented, "it seems Incredible
ooh, they think he lost his hair
fighting for the flag" she laughed.
TITS winter, and showing, or
shouldn't dare lese-maieste. And
over here's the admiral on the
veranda, playing it's quarter deck.
And here the great portrait-Andrew