The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1915-12-29

the little one was Gedu, ndu let loose
his wicked temper in a way that
shocked and disguised Lydia Then
Shaw had sworn that he would yet
win her as his wife. il it took him
ten years to accomplish his purpose
and had gone away in a tempest of
wrath.
Lydia never gave any token OF that
stormy interview. but Prescott was
well satisfied that she had a contempt
for Shaw. She feared him, too, Pres
colt believed. and, while he was glad
that persistent rival was out of the
way, he kept himself on the alert tC
guard against any attempt to annoy
Lydia on the part of Shaw.
One evening the telephone bell in
his room rang sharply. His name was
spoken breathlessly, and he thrilled
and tingled as he recognized the tones
of the woman he loved.
is 1t Mr. PRESCOTT" she asked in
a tone that trembled.
yes. Miss Ward"
"Win you please come to the house
at once-oh, at once. pleased and
Prescott dashed from the room. trac
ing anxiety and urgency in the wei
come summons that might mean some
thing helpful for Lydia
He found her distractedly pacing
the floor when he arrived at her home
She was white to the lips and her
eyes bore the traces OF poorly sup
pressed anguish
Floral" she gasped. She is gonei"
Gomez You mean" began Pres
colt in alarm.
Stolen, kidnapped. spirited away!
She was alone in the garden for an
hour playing with her dolls" narrated
Lydia. when | went to call her in
she had disappeared.
"But-kidnaped? Impossible!" cried
Prescott. she must have wandered
away"
Il found this note on a garden
seat" proceeded Lydia. Read it."
The crumpled scrawl was signed
with one name-Shaw-and 1t ran:
You will hear from me shortly. I'm
less you agree to marry me you will
never see little Flora again"
The scoundrel!' cried Prescott
81 will set the police on his track at
once"
No! MOI" implored Lydia. You
do not know this man Shaw. II any
such an attempt is made, he will dis
appear. and Flora with him. Oh, try
and find her! Try and bring me back
my lost darling!"
Alvin Prescott had a difficult task
before him. Shaw was not to be found
at any of his occasioned haunts. No
trace was discovered of the missing
child. The grief of Lydia was pitiable.
Prescott devoted all his time to the
mission in hand, but It was of no
avail.
1t was the fifth morning after the
disappearance of Flora, that, walking
along the street. he observed a squat
oriental figure speed across the thor
oughfare to his side. 1t was Wang Fo.
Il find youl" he cried in eItrava-
giant Joy. The pin-of the golden
bantam. You lose?"
mo. gave It to child"
81 have found her You come-come.
quickl"
With faint heart Of hope Prescott
accompanied the half coherent. but in
tensely excited Wang Fo. He led him
to the Chinese quarter of the city.
and through sinuous and mysterious
passages into what seemed to be
secret lodge room.
There, on a dais. surrounded by
Chinese women. was Flora She was
supremacy contented. for they had
given her all kinds OF quaint toys and
seemed only bent on entertaining her.
Wang Fo told his story. The child
had been brought to some avaricious
friends of his to hide or ship to some
other city as the order might come
He, Wang Fo, had discovered the gol-
den bantam pin. He had removed
the child into the charge OF more
trusty friends. He had guessed much.
It led to seeking out Prescott.
They never heard of Shaw again
they" for what could come OF It. but
that the rescuer OF the dear little one
should prevail upon sweet, loving
Lydia to give her a protector for
life7
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