Williams news., 1917-08-02

ERNST VON HELTZENDORFF.
 
 From his countenance, as he re-read that document, saw that serious trou- ble 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 stroll, when, not far from the hotel, noticed well-dress- ed, rather handsome, dark-haired wom- an approaching. To me her face seem- ed familiar, and I was puzzled to know where I had seen it before.
 passed on, and, entering a cafe, sat down to smoke and to think. Mem ory 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 few minutes afterwards, when she had ascended 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 60 restless and pompous, in remaining virtually a prisoner in the hotel, and posing as a merchant, was certainly most mysterious, and even chat with Herman, his majesty's chief valet, eli cited no information. -;
 That night, as sat alone eating my dinner-for Herr Teller took his meals in his private sitting room-the dark haired woman sat at a table near me. With her was a pretty girl in pale pink dinner gown, evidently friend who lived in the town.
 The pair chatted together and laugh ed merrily over their meal, while l watched them covertly.
 Why, I cannot even now tell, but held Madame Rosales in distinct sus- picion. Yet could not recollect where sat there in the corner eating my meal 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 made other in- quiries in the hotel, and learned that Madame had several friends. The eve ming that her husband left for Paris tall, thin, pale-faced young man had called upon her after dinner, and had long chat with her in a corner in the lounge. Afterwards they went out together for short walk, and, return ing, he smoked a cigar before he left. 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 a short time in the lounge, where they both smoked cigarettes. Then, it being beautiful moonlit night, they put on their coats and went for stroll. The Emperor Peeps Tn. So interested had I become in the woman that I followed, and, unsus- pected, dogged their footsteps for nearly half mile, until they entered a dark, forbidding-looking house which faced a 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 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 to go out, but in the hall the porter hand ed her a telegram. This she opened afterwards writing reply, and talk. ing it herself to the post office. | I was much irritated because my