Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-07-09

uOuDt your peril, watch anu taxing
the rusty fire-tongs from the crate he
carefully placed them on end In front
OF the deep old armchair In which
had sat. and then allowed them to fall
against the edge Of the seat, springing
quickly back as he did So
In an instant a bright blue flash shot
through the place. and the irons fell
aside. fused and twisted out of all
recognition.
stood aghast, utterly unable for the
moment to sufficiently realize how
narrowly had escaped death.
Look! See here, behind" cried the
Italian, directing my attention to the
back legs OF the chair. where. on bend
ing with the lamp, saw, to my sur.
prise. that two wires we're connected,
and ran along the floor and out OF the
window. while concealed beneath the
ragged carpet, in front of the chair,
was thin plate of steel, wherein my
feet had rested.
Those who had so ingeniously en-
ticed me to that gloomy house OF death
had connected up the overhead electric
light main with that innocent looking
chair. and from some unseen point had
] been able to switch on a current of
sufficient voltage to kill fifty men.
stood stock-still. not daring to
move lest l might come into contact
with some hidden wire, the slightest
touch OF which must bring instant
death upon me.
Your enemies prepared this ter
rible trap for you," declared the man
who was once my trusted servant
When | entered into the affair was
not aware that II was to be fatal. They
gave me no inkling of their dastardly
intention. But there is no time to ad.
NIT of explanations now, signore," he
added breathlessly, in a low desperate
voice. Say that you will not PREJUDICE
me-" he pleaded earnestly.
II will not PREJUDICE you until I've
heard your explanation" ! said. 81
certainly owe my life to you tonight"
Then quick! Fly from this house
this instant. II you are stopped, then
use your revolver. Don't hesitate. In
moment they will be here upon you. /"
But who are they, Olinto? You
must tell me-" cried in desperation.
"Dio! Co. Col" he cried. pushing
me violently towards the door. Fly,
or we shall both die-both of us! Run
downstairs. must make feint OF
dashing after you"
turned. and seeing his desperate
| init t nlx I'd mi he
ran down behind me, uttering fierce
imprecations in Italian, as though
had escaped him.
A man in the narrow dark passage
attempted to trip me up as ran, but
fired point blank at him, and gaining
the door unlocked 1t, and an instant
later found myself out in the street.
1t was the nafrowest escape from
death that had ever had in all my life
surely the strangest and most re.
markable adventure. What. | won
dered, did II mean?
Next morning searched up and
down oxford street for the Restaurant
Milano. but could not find 1t. I asked
. shopkeepers, postmen and policemen:
examined the London directory al
the bar of the Oxford Music hall, and
made every inquiry possible. But all
was to no purpose No one knew OF
! such place. There were restaurants
, in plenty In Oxford street. from the
Frascati down to the humble coffee
shop. but nobody had ever heard Of
the "Milano."
! drove over to Lambeth and wan
: dered through the maze OF near
streets off the York road. yet for the
| life of me could not decide into which
; house ! had been taken. There were
a dozen which seemed to me that they
, might be the Identical house from
which had so narrowly escaped with
my life.
Gradually II became impressed opor
r me that my ex.servant had somehow
gained knowledge that was in Lon
q don. that he had watched my exit from
Q the club, and that all his pitiful stor,
a regarding Armida was false. He wal
/. the envoy OF my unknown enemies
|. who had so ingeniously and so relent
e lessly plotted my destruction. My un
| known enemies had secured the serv
2 ices OF olinto in their dastardly plot Il
/ kill me. With what motive?
: That day did my business In thu
city with distrust OF everyone. no
8 knowing whether was not followed o
whether those who sought my III
6 were not plotting some other equal.
I ingenious move whereby | might 8,
u innocently to my death. ! endeavore,
to discover Olinto by every possible
means during those sitting days tina
o followed. The heat of London was. b
, me, more oppressive than the fer.
y sunshine OF the old-world Tuscany
e and everyone who could be out OF tow
c had left for the country or the sea.
Defeated in every inquiry, and m
business at last concluded In London
= went up to Dumfries on a duty visi
G which paid annually to my uncle. 81
/ George Little. Each time | returne
from abroad l was always a welcom
) guest at Greenlaw, and this occasio
I proved no exception, for the countr
@ houses OF Dumfries are always gay 1
g AuRust In progDact of fha .ahootina