Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1915-07-16

HE Is Dead!
its coils and levers. The professor
watched her. Slowly his face changed
The bencvolence faded away, his teeth
for a moment showed in something
which was almost a snarl. -
You believe me-" he cried, turn
ing to Quest. You are not going
to try that horrible thing on me-Pro'
fessor Lord Ashleigh? l am all broken
up. am not fit for it. Look at my
hands, how they shake
Professor" Quest said, sternly, eve
are surrounded by the shadow of some
terrible deeds for which as yet there
is no explanation. l do not say that
We mistrust you, but l ask you to
submit to this test"
- refuse!' the professor replied.
harshly.
and insist" Quest muttered.
The professor drew a little breath
He sat back in his chair. His face
became still, his lips were drawn
closely together. Lcnora wheeled up
the machine and with def fingers adj
justed the fittings on N side. Quest
himself connected it up On the other.
The professor sat th,re like a figure
of stone. The silence in the ToOm
was so intense tL~t the ticking OF
the small clock upon The mantel piece
was clearly audible. The very atmos'
phere seemed charged with the thrill
and wonder of it.. Never before had
Quest met with Resistance so com
plete and ~immovablc. Sternly he con
centrated the whole of his will power
upon his task. Almost ct once there
was a change. The professor fell
back in the chair. The tense self-con'
troll had passed from his features
his lips twitched. simultaneously
the mirror for a moment was clouded
then slowly a picture upon it gath
cred outline and substance. There
was a jungle, strange, tall trees, and
brushwood SO thick that 1t reached
to the waists of the two men who
were slowly making, their way through
it. One was the professor, clearly
recognizable under his white sun he'll
met; the other a stranger to all Of
them. Suddenly they stopped. The
latter had crept a yard or so ahead
his gun raised to his shoulder, his
eyes fixed upon some possible object
of pursuit. There was a sudden
change in the professor. They saw
him seize his gun by the barrel and
whirl it above his head. He seemed
suddenly to lose his whole identity
He crouched on his launches, almost
like an animal, ard sprang at the 9th
er's throat. They could almost heal
the snarl from his lips as the two
men went down together into the un
dergrowth. The picture faded away
Doctor Merrill" Lenora faltered
Then it was not wild beasts which
killed him"
Almost Immediately figures again
appeared in the mirror. There was
small passage which seemed to leac
from the back entrance Of a house;
the professor, with a black mantle
Craig followed him, pleading, expostu
lating. They saw the conservatory
for a minute, and then blackness. Thu
professor was leaning against a mar
BILE basin. There was nothing to b
seen, of him but his eyes and hands
They saw him listen for a moment
or two in cold, unresponsive silence
then stretch out his hand and pusf
Craig away. The picture glowed ant
faded and glowed again. Then they
saw through the gloom the figure o
a woman approach, q diamond neck
lace around her neck. They saw thu
hands steal out and encircle heI
throat-and then more darkness, 81
lence, obscurity. The mirror wal
empty once more. .
Mrs. Rheinholdt's jewels!" Lenors
cried. "What next? Oh! my God
what next?" -.
Their eyes ached with the strain
but there was not n of them whit
could even glance away from the mil
ror. 1t was Quests study which slow
ly appeared then. The Salvation
Army girl was there, talking to tn
professor. They saw him leave her
they saw him look back from tn
door, a strange, evil glance. Then thu
secretary entered and spoke to her
Once more the door opened. Thu
hands were there, stretching ant
reaching, a p%aper-weight gripped ii
the right-hand fingers. They saw
raised above the secretary's head, the!
saw the other hand take the girl b.
the throat and push her towards thu
table. A. wild scream broke from
Lenora,s nps. Ouch Xsysesd fey