Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1917-07-12

From his cOuntenance, as he re-read
that document, | saw that serious trOu-
bic was brewing for somebody. His
majesty, seized by his mania for travel
would very often at five minutes no.
tice leave Potsdam and journey to the
farthest end Of the empire. But the
papers were always at once Informed,
and the kaiser never went out of his
country without first acquainting the
chancellor of his intentions. In this
case, however, he slipped away by a
night train, and nobody knew until
next morning.
The Dark-Haired Woman.
On concluding the correspondence, I
went out for a stroll, when, not far
from the hotel, I noticed a well-dress-
ed, rather handsome, dark-haired wom-
an approaching. To me her face SEEM
ed familiar, and was puzzled to know
where had seen 1t before.
I passed on, and, entering a cafe,
sat down to smoke and to think. Mem
DRY Of that woman's face still haunted
me. I felt that I had met her some
where, and had had good cause to re-
member her, yet, for the life of me, I
could not recall the circumstances of
our meeting.
An hour later, on returning to the
hotel, saw her speaking with the con-
cierge.
She was evidently staying there,
hence a few minutes afterwards, when
she had assembled the lift, questioned
the man, and learned that she was
Madame Rosales, from Malaga, in
Spain. She had arrived with her hus-
band three days ago, but monsieur had
left the same morning for Paris, and
she was now awaiting his return.
The motive of the emperor, usually
, SO restless and pompous, in remaining
virtually prisoner in the hotel, and
posing as a merchant, was certainly
most mysterious, and even a chat with
Herman, his maiesty's chief valet, ell
cited no information.
That night, as [ sat alone eating my
| dinner--for Herr Zeller took his meals
in his private sitting room-the dark,
| haired woman sat at table near me
With her was a pretty girl in a pale
| pink dinner gown, evidently a friend
who lived In the town.
The pair chatted together and laugh.
ed merrily over their meal, while ]
watched them covertly.
Why, | cannot even now tell, but
| held Madame ROsales In distinct sus-
| piciOn. Yet could not recollect where
| we had met before. Now, however, as
I sat there IL the corner eating my
meal I felt convinced that, on her
| part, she had recognized me, and
further, that she had pointed me out
| to her companion.
Later In the evening I made other In.
| quiries In the hotel, and learned that
| Madame had several friends. The eve.
| ming that her husband left for Paris
a tall, thin, pale-faced young man had
called upon her after dinner, and had
long chat with her In q corner In
| the lounge. Afterwards they went out
| together for short walk, and, return
Ing, he smoked a cigar before he let
On the following day another man, OF
rather unkempt appearance, called and
lunched with her.
| Needless to say, I watched madame
carefully, and managed during that
evening to catch several glances of her
After the pair had dined they spent q
short time in the lounge, where they
both smoked cigarettes. Then, it being
q beautiful moonlit night, they put on
their coats and went for a stroll.
The Emperor Peeps In.
So interested had I become in the
woman that I followed, and, unsus
pected, I logged their footsteps fol-
nearly half mile, until they entered 6
dark, forbidding-looking house which
faced weedy canal.
When the door opened a man greet
ed them, and slipping In quickly, they
disappeared.
They were there for over an hour
yet I remained keeping constant vigil
until at last madame emerged alone
retracing her steps hurriedly to the
hotel.
Next morning I met her in the Lift
at about eleven o'clock, and we de
scended together. She was dressed t
go out, but in the hall the porter hand
ed her a telegram. This she opened
afterwards writing a reply, and tax
ing it herself to the post office.
was much irritated because N!