South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-04-03
Confessions ofaBriid1e.
COPYRIGHT 1920 By The Heuspa per Enterprise AsSodaon)

The dusk came before we reached
the mansion which Or. Hamilton
Certeis had cnce called his home
The huge windows were boarded up.
In what obscure corner the caro-
taker lived did not concern U.s.
] planned 20 enter the cellars boldly
by the way I had once followed ID
fear.
We stepped from our auto at the
entrance of the alley where T. ia
the day Of wartime intrigue. had
seen Certeis disguised as q vender
Of fruit
The high wall which backed
Certeis, garden ran from one street
y the next Apparently t. was
blank. bat ] had seen a certain panel
swing inward. and the god OF chance
had long ago betrayed a particular
nail head which controlled the gate.
Because ] knew the location Of
the gate ] was at first 10 perceive.
half way down the alley. a man and
a woman meet and suddenly vanish
into the WALL They had done eX-
actly what We were about TO do.
i wavercd
The thlckcning twilight seemed to
Invade and darken my mind.
I would know Bob Lorimer's tall
thin figure in the shade Of the in
ferno.
I adjusted my veil and pulled az
an oxford, while j gained strength TO
face the fact that bob and Katherine
Miller had entered the secret cellars
OF the deserted house.
/ was relieved because none OF my
party had observed what hal be
come suddenly the most formidable
bit OF action IN the drama OF my
life.
II was too dreadful Impossible,
Probably not all or the crew OF
wartime plotters had been corral
lee and exported or imprisoned.
It was not unlikely that the sub
cellar might now be a rendezvous
for lovers as Il hal once been for
spies!
Well Jane! What have We come
for
Daddy's abrupt question seemed
20 come from the farther side Of
he world. I pulled myself together.
For a box Of junk"
Dr. Spence gave me one sharp
ance. then placed a palm beneath
~ elbow. He was kind. And L
was a silly. helpless girl, needing to
lean on a man. always and always
wanting my particular mani
And if the events Of the evening
We're 20 hold together, like the links
OF a chain, uever-never again.
would j care to lean upon my own
housband for suppost,
/ knew the open sesame OF tho
door in the alley wall Tho panel
swung silently. and. as the gate
turned on it's hinges, a glare of light
blinded us. Chrys cried out. Spence
put his hand into the pocket where
he had a gun. I did not care TO
explain that n man and q woman,
entering before Us, had known where
TO find a switch Daddy returned
his fiashlight to his pocket.
We stood I'm a low room, looking
at each other like a quartet OF con-
spirators. We faced a tiled wall,
dotted with levers which controlled
the low OF water in the great foun-
JGin above our heads.
4 Q0tl Z kll0W w llAt.l D4te OF lntill
II is. But I'm sure that one OF them
opens a small vault I'm which e. per
son could hide a disguise, quickly.
after coming through the gate 7
believe the gems are i'm that vault"
spence. turn the handles said
Daddy
We heard the sound OF rushing
water at FIRST one and then another
lever set section OF the fountain
TO playing in the park above us.
And at last the thing at our feet
recedcdi And a cael,et i'm cavity
was revealed 20 u.s. II was a child's
burial case I'm a Eravct
"Oh! on" Chrys and I exclaimed
and we feIl into each others arms.
"Be sensible, YOU girls," growled
Daddy Its only part or the bag
OF tricks. open the box. spence"
In another second the former
kaiser's Eems-or part OF them
were drbbling through our fingers
We played with them. as children