Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1915-07-16
CHAPTER x.
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oUOW NY tJNuos
On my return to London next day !
made inquiry at the admiralty and
learned that the battleship Bulwark
was lying at Palermo, therefore tele-
graphed to Jack Durnford, and late
the same afternoon his reply came at
the Cecil:
Due in London twentieth. Dine with me
at club that evening.-Jack.
The twentieth! That meant nearly
. month of inactivity. In that time l
could cross to Abo, make inquiries
there. and ascertain, perhaps. II Elma
Heath were actually dead as Chatter
had declared.
Two facts struck me as remarkable:
Baron Oberg was said to be Polish,
while the dark-bearded proprietor of
the restaurant in Westbourne Grove
was also of the same nationality.
Then ! recollected that pretty little
enameled cross that Mackenzie had
found in Rannoch Wood, and it sud-
denly occurred to me that it might
possibly be the miniature of one of the
European orders of chivalry. In the
club library at midnight found a COPY
of Cappelletti's Storia degh Ordini
Cavallereschi, the standard work on
the subject, and on searching the illus
trations l at length discovered pic
ture of it. It was Russian order
the coveted Order of Saint Anne, be-
slowed by the czar only upon persons
who have rendered eminent services
to the state and to the sovereign. One
fact was now certain, namely, that the
owner Of that tiny cross, the small re-
piica of the fine decoration, must be a
person of high official standing.
The autumn days were dull and
rainy, and the streets were muddy and
unpleasant. as they always are at the
fall of the year. Compelled to remain
inactive, idled in the club with the
recollection of that pictured face. ever
before me-the face of the unfortunate
girl who wished her last message to
be conveyed to Philip Hornby. What,
l wondered, was her secret? What
was really her fate?
This latter question troubled me
until I could bear it no longer. / felt
that it was my duty to go to Finland
and endeavor to learn something re-
garding this Baron Oberg and his
niece.
Duty-the duty OF a man who had
learned strange facts and knew that a
defenseless woman was a victim
called me. Therefore, with my pass
port properly vised and my papers all
in order, I one night left Hull for
Stockholm, whence on the following
day took the small steamer which
plies across the Gulf of Bothnia
to Korpo, and through the intricate
channels and among those low-lying
! islands to the gray lethargic town Of
/ Abo.
It was not the first occasion on
which had trod Russian soil, and I
knew too well the annoyances of the
bureaucracy. Finland, however, is
perhaps the most severely governed of
any Of the cars dominions, and had
my first taste of its stern, relentless
ohicialdom at the moment of landing
on the half-deserted quay.
In the wooden Passport Office the
uniformed official, on examining my
passport, discovered that at the Rus.
sian consulate general they had forget.
ten to date the wise which had been
impressed with a rubber stamp. It
was signed by the consul general,
but the date was missing. whereupon
the man shook his head and handed
back the document CURLY, saying in
Russian, which l understood fairly
well, although spoke badly:
"This is not in order. 1t must be
returned to London and dated before
you can proceed"
"But 1t is not my fault" l protested.
1T is the fault Of the clerk at the con-
sulate general"
you should have examined It be-
fore leaving. You must send it to Lon.
don, and return to Stockholm by to.
nights boat"
But this Ia outrageous!" l cried, a.
he had already taken the papers Of .
passenger behind me and was looking
at them with 'unconcern. " 800 3. Z ~ +
! "Enough!" he exclaimed, glaring at
me. "YouN will return tonight, or IL
you choose to stay you will be arrested
for landing without a passport"
II shall not 60 back!" I declared de-
family. "Your consul general vised my
passport, and claim, under interna.
tional law. to be allowed to proceed
without hindrance."
The steamer leaves at six O'Clock"
he remarked without looking up. IF
you are in .Ab0 after that remember II
will be at your own risk"
"Yes," said msnacingly, 81 shall
recollect It," And turned and went
cat Of The little wooden ONCE.