The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-03-11
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clumsy. old fashioned instrument with
grin and | mOtiuned for them all to
stand back. Three successive blows
with all the might ! had In my body
| failed to Shatter the lock. whpreN,hn
my cllo.er rose to heights hitherto un
| known ! being Il very mild hammered,
placid person aud avprse to anything
Snvu'ing Of the tenppstuous de-
'iverrd savage and res0undtng
thwurk upon the broad oak panel Of
the door. regardless Ut the destructive
ness that might attend the effort. II
any one had told me that I couldn't
| splinter an oak hoard with siedge
hammer at a single blow ! should have
laughed in his face Hut a. II turned
out in this case ! not only failed to
| split the panel. but broke oil the siedge
handle near the head. putting It Who'll.
~ out Ut commission for the time be.
ing as we'll as singing my hands 40 81.
verely that ! doubled up with pain.
The Schmicks fairly giowed with
joy: Afterward Max informed me that
the door was nearly six inches thick
of huge battering rams. back In the
dim past when occasion induced the
primal baron to seek safety IN the east
wing. which. after all. appears to have
been the real simon pure fortress.
AS we trudged back to the lower
halls. defeated. but none the less i'm,
pressed by our failure to devastate our
stronghold. was struck by the nw
fui barrenness Of the surroundings
There suddenly came over me the
shocking realization the contents" Of
the castle. as set forth rather vaguel,
in the bill! OF sale, were not what /
had been led to consider them.
Herr Schmick." said 1. abruptly
haIting my party IN the center Ut the
hall, what has become Ut the rugs
that were here last week and where
Is that pile Ut furniture we had back
vonder?"
Old Conrad was not slow In answer
ing.
1.-THE gentlemen called day before
yesterday. rnein herr, and took mucD
away. They will return tomorrow fo,
The remainder."'
"GentIemen? gasped. Remain
der?''
1.-The gentlemen to whom the herr
count sold the rugs and chairs and
chests and
"Wbat!' roared. Even l'oopen
dyke jumped at this sudden exhibition
of wrath. "Do you mean to tell me
that these things have been sold and
carried away without my knowledge
or consent? IN have the law
Herr poopendyke interviewed. 1.-THE.
had bills Of sale and orders for re-
movai Of property dated several weeks
prior to your purchase, Mr. Smart. We
had to let the articles 60. You surely
remember my speaking to you about
it."
II don't remember anything" ! snap
ped. which was the truth. why
why. | bought everything that tue cas-
tie containcd. This is robbery: What
the dickens do you mean by
Old Conrad held up his hands as II
expecting to pacify me- sputtercd
out the rest OF the sentence. which
really amounted to nothing.
THE count has boon selling of The
lovely old pieces for the past sis
months, sir. Acl1. what a sin! The.
have come here day after day, thest
furniture buyers, to take away the
most priceless of our treasures. to sci
them TO the poor rich Ill twenty prices
| could weep over the sacrifices
have wept, haven't |. Gretel? Eth. Ru
do|ph? Buckets OF tears have shed
mcin herr. Oceans of them. Time aft
or time have implored him to deny
these rascally curio hunters these
| bloodsucking"
But listen to me-" ! broke in. "Dt
you mean to say that articles have
been taken away from the castle since
came into possession:"
Many OF them. sir Always witt
proper credentials, believe me. Ach
What Il spendthrift he is! And ni>
poor wife. Ach. Colt, how she muS
suffer, Nearly all of the grand paint
| ingS. the tapestries that came from
| IbHct ANA lt'tlA uull'Ic'lS ~ !e"''
ago. the wonderful Old bcdsteads ana
tables that We're here when the castle
WAS new--all gone! And for mere
songs. mein herr~the cheapest %
songs, IT.
"please don't weep now, Her
Schmick," | made haste to eXclaim
seeing lachrymose symptoms in hi:
blear old eyes. Then ! became firm
once more This knavery must cease
or I'd know tho reason why. ''Tht
next man who comes here to car
away SO much as Il single piece Is t
be kicked out. DO you understand
These things belong to me. Kick hin
into the river. BY Jove, I'd like II
wiring that mscars neck A count
Umph!'
"Ach, he Is Of the nobest family il
all the land" sighed old Gretcl. "Hi>
Fo Z hnp