Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1924-07-09
CHAPTER I-Continued.

fsfactlOn that the yellow mud, ground
SntO the mating, was the color of his
own skin. This he spread upon the
chest and entire body of the other,
Rnd saw that the stain so improvised
matched faultlessly with the tan of
the man face and hands
He slipped off the bandage from his
arm, and the patch from his eye, ad-
2usting them in proper place on his
double. Even without the change in
attire which would come, he saw him
seIf, as In a mirror of polished steel.
There was Kayama There, upon the
&oor!
The servants from the house of the
Thunder Gate, from Aochi-San his IA
Sher, would, sooner or later, come to
She Inn of the Pale Pearl for Kayama.
They would take this impostor, who
would be In no condition to be ques-
z1oned for hours, doubtless. The white
Saan would be permitted to sleep until
morning. By morning he, Kayama,
would be far away, with the girl and
the money. It was well
PLANNED! BY morning would
Ghat be enough? The arm of Aochi-
San was long, as the sword Of the
household was sharp. Fool that he had
0een, to think that he could slip from
me village, unseen, unfollowed. The
nag OF gold-it would not be forgiven.
save time intervene, and Aochi-San
GeeE the need Of his son to step into
1t
departed
And the wife Of that accursed rice
Sooue- Why had not he, Kayama,
Thrown the fellow into q ditch? That
ais rather would have condoned, for
the woman was fair, but to have run,
@raVenlike there mast he more
time. The thing must be made per-
feet
would not this hungry, thirsty beg
gar welcome the chance to rest in COM
Fort In the place of Kayama-San until
ne, the true Kayama, returned to beg
Cor pardon, when the matter was for
gotten? Or until the father died
which was not far away, for he was
AN ancient man, and his very sight
was Falling? But how2
Impatient, he shook the other
wake, Lord of the Thunder Gatel"
Ae whispered as loudly as he dared in
She white mans ear. wake, son of a
wealthy and honorable father" This
0he had said ESQ he tilought) foolishly.
Come Up, white fool. Up, drunk
ard." 1t was Of no avail. Returning
so his former pleasant sarcasm, he
added. Arise, o Lord Kayama. Ka-
sama I"
The white man moaned in his un-
consciousness. Leave me sleep, MI
sake, little nurse" he muttered.
Leave me sleep. Do not call me that
aame. The father does not like it,"
2he voice was so low that even Ka-
yama's qulckening ears could not
catch the words. He shook the white
again with no result.
Giggling, he took from the other
Few miserable sen-pieces: he wished
that he might remain to see how the
reckoning was met.
Next he undressed quickly, and
glazed upon himself the ragged gar
1aents he had taken from the white
man In the watch-pocket of the
ETousers. which he had not found In
his search for money, he discovered a
Erumpled, many-folded enyelope
Spelling carefully and slowly, he de-
Gaded that this man was a Robert
Wells (for so the envelope was ad-
dressed), but as there was neither
rnoney nor letter within he simply
sSssed 1t away. Instantly, with a curse
Tor his carelessness, he retrieved the
@nveiope. Tearing Off the face, which
bore the writing, and thrusting 1t into
his pocket, he unwrinkled the remain
der Of the paper
The man spoke excellent Japanese
at was, therefore, extremely probable
shat he could read it also. Quickly.
using bit of charcoal from the bra
yier as a crayon, he covered the en-
veiope with characters.
Here was a chance to eat much ex-
Eellent food, and to rest until the
strength was renewed in him. he
wrote. In return, he must act as the
son OF Aochi-San, Lord of the Thun-
der Gate. His name was HAVANA. He
looked like Kayama. He must be IA
wama. There would be much money
SM 1t. Kayama snickered as he wrote
ESiAt- His body was stained. But he
rtust stain it freshly (being careful
where the stain came from, so none
gnight suspect), or, batter, refrain from
visiting the family pool. He, the true
Kayama, wolld return in the proper
time. 1t was wonderful opportunity
Grasp it. Food. Wine. A silent
mouth.
Finished with his writing, Kayams
lacked the bit of paper we'll inside the
white mans kimono. Here 1t would b.
safe. If the white man woodland
so great was the resemblance, tn,