Bisbee daily review., 1922-01-29
Continued from our last issue.)

had displayed any particular talent in any direction such as amateur the atricals or that sort of thing, but all recalled the creature mad done had been to sketch clever but rather cruel caricatures now and then for our amusement"
 Just one more question, Mrs. Tyr rell," begged Barry. You said the ! girls hair looked as if it had been bleached out in the sun; do you re- member whether it was curly or I straight"
 | Straight as a string" Mrs. Tyr rell responded. ''Irene's hair had ! been soft and curling about her face, while her sisters was flat and dank and npleasant-looking as though she , mad been drowned. Now I really must hurry or you'll miss your tram" | He took leave of Mrs. Tyrren just as the New York train was pulling into the station, but made no attempt | to get aboard; instead, he waieI for the western express and as he en- 1 cred the Pullman he chuckIed to hln,. self.
 Cad. what lEck!" he murmured What a coincidence! Fate played right into her hands!"
 CHAPTER SLi The group which gathered in Pro- lessor Semyonov's shaLby, comic t. able living room few days later was a strangely asosrted one, but the j faces of all held the same intent ex- pression and their eyeS were focused on the boyish figure which lounged easily in the window seat All the | I,c cept the keeper of the antique saop; Gordon Ladd, moody and silent; Hen ry Griswold, with his little skulI-cap; the professor himself, as imperturb- able as ever, and even the pale, shrinking little Miss Shaw from her attic studio.
 In addition the chief had condo scended to come over from headquar ters and lend his august countenance to- the ,. proceedings, and Sergeant Craig stood near, loC..ng as though he were not quite sure what was go- ing to drop on him. while, unseen, outside the door, two stalwart men remained on guard.
 I've got little story D tel yuu all; it won't take long" The figure in the window strengthened. ' Deep silence rewarded him save for an audible gulp from ,Iraig and a slight rustic of Miss Shaw's gown as she settled back resigneuIy in her chair. Barry went on:
 Long ago out in a village in Michi- gan, two girls were left crpnu1s c1. der the> rascally guardianship of hypocritical bank president. The olSer girl was delicate, ;ne younger crippled to the point of physical de- formity, but with a strong, deter mined, alert mind. They were pos sessed of little propersv an1 tae,r guardian made up his Elind to marry the oldest girl eff as early and as well as possible, but he saw hls chance with the younger che pe- cause of her infirmity. He put her in an institution which was pract'c- ally an idiot asylum. ana her olcer sister was poweriess to help her.
 Tt is a, wonder that the little crip- ple's mind didn't give way with the horrors about her, but it didn't even when a greater horror and grief came into her life. Their s,:-i -;an sent the elder sister to fashionable i school in another s;a:e wnere daughter of a rich family grew fond of her and took her to her own home , in distant city for . summer vaca- ! ticn
 There the orphan met and mgr ried man of wealth whom she loveA devotedly, but who, fell into tue tolls of a designing woman or unGenlaDle 1 fascination; the woman who was shot ! to death downstairs a few n'rh'. l,a ,oil ipr ;fa .,c | Mir Griswold, here.'
 l A gasp that was like the stirring Of dry leaves ran around the circle, but no enc spoke and after a moment Barry continued: | There were two --ars CT happy married life, howeve: before the other woman appeared upon the scene and during those two years the brIc- was enabled to provide fer her younger sister, remove her by law from the hands of their guardian an.I have her completely cured of the 1 physical disability which had crippled her. In return the younger sister adored her passionately with single hearted devotion which bore fruit in later years.
 When the woman known to all of vcil but one as 'AirS. Nanc elOteu with the husband of the older sister it broke her heart and destroyed her mind. She died within the year and when her husband heard of it he shot himself in remorse; the cartridge shell from that shot was found among ! the so-called Mrs. Vane's effects a few days ago.
 Tn the meantime, however, she had found her husband again, succeeded by a ruSe in making circumstances appear in the eyes of the law as though he had condoned her unfa th- fitness, and has been Dlackmail.n him ever since, playing with fire, but never again permitting herself to oe burned, since it would mean the loss