Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1918-04-26

tain of his own regiment, the grena-
diers. Then one of his own men had
done this infamous thing, one of his
own officers, indeed.
go through the pockets" he or
dered sternly.
Came into view under the flash a
pair OF gloves, box of matches, a silk
handkerchief, card case. The agent
said nothing, but passed card to the
chancellor, who read it without COM
ment.
There was silence in the car.
At last the chancellor stirred. "This
mamie took your car on?"
Yes. And he has not returned. No
other machine has passed"
The secret service men exchanged
glances. There was more to this than
appeared. Somewhere ahead, then,
was Milky Lariseh, with moor that
did not belong to him, and wearing
clothing which his victim described as
a chaufTeur's coat of leather, breeches
and puttees. and fur greatcoat over
ALL
Had the snow commenced when
this happened?n
Not then, sir. Shortly after"
go out with the driver" the
chancellor ordered one of his men,
and watch the road for the tracks of
another car. Go slowly"
So it was that, after an hour or so,
they picked up Nikky's trail, now
twenty-four hours old but still clear,
and followed 1t. The chancellor was
awake enough by this time, and bend
ing forward. When at last the trail
turned from the highway toward the
shooting box at Wedding, Mettlich fell
back with something between curse
and groan.
THE foolr he muttered. "The
young fopl 1t was madness"
AT lass they drew up at an inn in
the village on the royal preserve, aud
the chancellor, looking rather gray,
alighted. He directed that the man
they had rescued be brought in. The
chancellor was not for losing him just
yet. He took room for ,slm at the
inn, and rather cayalierly locked him
| in it.
The chancellor slipped hot milk and
considered. Milky Larisch a prisoner
/ in Karl's hands caused him less
anxiety than it would have month
before. But what was behind it all?
AT little before five the man out
side the prisoners door heard some.
thing inside the room. He glanced in
All was quiet. The prisoner slep;
heavily, genuine sleep. There was nc
mistaking it, the sleep of man warm
after long cold and exhaustion, weary
after violent effort. The agent went
out again, and locked the door behind
him.
And as the door closed, trap door
from the kitchen below opened softly
under the sleeping mans bed. With
great caution came the landlord, head
first. then shoulders. The space was
cramped. He crawled up, like snake
out of hole, and ducked behind the
curtains of the bed. All was still quiet,
save that the man outside struck a
niatch and lighted a pipe.
Half an hour later, the chancellor's
prisoner, still stiff and weak, was max
! ing his way toward the hunting lodge,
| Kaiser saw him first, aad found the
story manufacturing. Nor could Karl
reused by terrified valet, make much
more of it. When the man had gone,
Karl lay back among his pillows and
eyed his agent.
$50 Mettlich is here 70 he said. "a
hasty journey. They must be eager. I"
~They must be in trouble" Kaiser
observed dryly. And on that uncom-
plimentary comment King Karl slept,
his face drawn into a weary smile.
But he received the chancellor Of
Livonia cordially the next morning, go
ing himself TO the lodge doorstep to
meet his visitor, and there shaking
hands with him.
Il am greatly honored. exceliency,"
he said. with his twisted smile.
"And /, sire"
But the chancellor watched him
from under his shaggy brows. The
messenger had escaped. By now Karl
knew the story, knew OF his midnight
ride over the mountains, and the haste
it Indicated
Karl himself led the way TO his
study, ignoring the chamberlain, and
stood aside to let Mettlieh enter.
Then he followed and closed the door.
1T is a long time since you have
honored Karnia with visit" Kari OBJ
served. ''Will you sit down."
Karl himself did not sit. He stood
lnegligently beside the mantel, an arm
stretched along ii.
''Not since the battle Of the Ar,
sire" replied the chancellor dryly. He
had headed an army of invasion then.
Karl smiled. q hope that now your
errand Is more peaceful"
For answer the chancellor opened a
portfolio he carried. and fumbled
amsng its papers But, having found
the right one, he held it without open
Ing It. Before we come to that sire,