The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, August 2, 1929, Page 6

THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, FRIDAY, AUG. 2, 1929 JA EVER 1N YER LIFE, SEE SECH A FIRE-PLACE, UNK 2 IF You BOYS WANNA SEE SOMETHING For The Love Of A Lady By JEFrEry FARNOL SYNOPSIS: Hidden in the eerie gloom of a tunnel at mid- night, Helen D'Arcy and Sir Richard study Julian’s mesage, that cryptic, puzzling note. Sud- denly an unearthly cry issues from the old mill nearby. Frightened but bravely daring, Helen goes with Richard to the mill. and they find Tom Pitt cowering in terror, for he has seen a dreadful apparition— the spirit of Julian Guyfford. As Richard speaks to Pitt, the “ghost” reappears for a mo- ment and Pitt flees. Richard unwillingly yields to Helen’s demands that they search the mill for another letter, which, Julian’s message says, is hid- den there. She finally deciph- ers the puzzle and behind a Joose brick—they find the other paper. Chapter 34 JULIAN’S MESSAGE For a moment Sir Richard and Helen eyed the paper, then he smoothed it and began to read: “My dear Richard—I have been killed—" The sound of hurried footsteps checked him abruptly. A moment later Gregory and old Truffeni stood in the door. “Quick, sir!” he whispered. “Tom Pitt's roused the town—swears he's seen Mr. Julian and you, too. The hunt'll be up after you by this time—begone with dame Truffeni!” “Greg,” Sir “See my lady Helen safe home. And turning to her, hurried farewell. “And you, Richard—" asked. “Faith, Helen, I must needs hide “Why then, said she, “I pray God keep thee in His mercy,” and tak- ing Gregory's arm, sped away. “Should ha’ kissed her, my cha- vo,” spake Truffeni's soft voice and 8ir Richard moved toward her. “Ay, Truffeni,” said he, hastening toward her, “now bless thee, good mother, right trusty friend.” “Still my chavo, should ha’ kissed her. She implores God's care on “Women be strange creatures, Bruffeni.” “And men be such children.” “Whither go we, good dame?” “Where you shall sleep safe, for by your look sleep’s your need.” “In faith, and that's true!” he sighed. “Also this hath proved a night o' disappointments . . For though I have cousin Julian's hid- den message, it is pothing to my purpose.” Bir Richard bowed and, in si- lence, followed the strange old gypsy whither she lead ever deep- er into the wilderness until at last they came to a row of tents, before which glistened a cheerful fire. Here they halted and the man Wentzelow advanced, spoke with Truffeni in the strange, soft gypsy tongue. Then she turned to Sir Richard to speak: my lady “We o' the poor folk has eyes and uses 'em. This arternoon, the Viscount sets out for Lonnon, but ubles back to Seaford and there seen a-talkin’ with Jonas Skag and two other rogues. Wot's more these same rogues is now a-layin’ at the Black ’oss in the village.' And for why, Richard?” “Mischief,” nodded Sir Richard. “I must stir; I must to work.” “Ay, my chavo, ye must sleep.” Richard exclaimed. he spoke a | (probably) because I have his signed confession to the killing of young Allison, whose untime- ly decease was put off on you, Dick. The proofs of all this I have hid in the third volume of Montaigne's Essays in the li- brary at Weare. Use them and you will avenge thy forlorn and remorseful cousin “Julian.” “So there it is!” sighed Sir Rich- ard despondently. “And doth ad- vantage my case no whit for though 1 prove the Viscount guilty of the killing of Allison, here is no proof that I did not kill my cousin Julian.” “Then,” said the old gypsy, “then must we force proof. Why doth a dead man walk?” “Ah!” he exclaimed. | mean—!" “That we must bait a trap, set {a snare to wring truth from tongue unwilling. The dead shall not walk in vain—ah, no! We must spread a net—" Truffeni, rising, brought him into a tent set somewhat apart and | larger than the others; here she set pens, ink and paper before him. “Now write as I bid ye, and as much like your cousin Mr. Julian's hand as maybe,” and he wrote this at her dictation: “Dear Richard: “You shall find the sealed packet of my secret papers re- lating to Brocklehurst behind the midmost joist in the Moat House Gardens. " “JULIAN.” “Nay, but,” said Sir Richard, “ve think this shall draw him?” “Ill warrant me! And he shall {there find that he doth not expect —Aha, that which shall drag open his lips ere he know it and drag thence the truth despite himself.” Truffeni held up a finger for silence, and they heard a voice afar that chanted snatches of psalms, as they stepped out- of the tent. ... For a long moment they stood, ithen the underbrush was burst asunder and a wild figure leapt into the fire-light—hatless, wigless, with- out coat or waistcoat. Instantly the camp was astir, faces peered, voices whispered, and knives gleamed. Truffeni clapped her hands, spoke three of four words, gestured imperiously and the whispers were hushed, the faces glimmered and vanished. ! Sir Richard, blinking at the aw- ful figure beyond the fire, saw a small, haggard face topped by a stubble of white hair, saw arms tossed, one swathed in a bloody clout. “Vengeance!” cried a shrill voice. “Brethren, ’tis writ ‘inasmuch as ye did it unto one o' the least o these’ . . . but, sirs, he was my father, a man guiltless and inno- ~ent, and they hanged him by per- fury. . . Titus Olderaft took him and swore his life away . . . Jon- athan Wild pouched the blood mon- ey. Titus first, and when he lieth dead T'll mark him i’ the brow like Cain, . . Vengeance . . .! Blood!" And then Black Nick sprang into the fire-glow to clasp this dis- traught figure in comforting arm: “Nay, now . . . nay, Rob; easy, lad!" Comfort ye—there’s none but friends and good pals here.” “But Olderaft lives . . . lives . . . and killed my father!” “So-ho, Rob, so-ho!” murmured Nick, patting the other’s tear-wet cheek. “Easy, lad! Lord, Mrs. Cam- lo, 'ma'm, poor Rob's been a wild “You . ... The little shadowy tent looked|{man tonight, and me a-watchin' of cosy and inviting, but Sir Richard, shaking resolute head, seated him- 'ee, but no sooner do I close my peepers than ’ee’s up and away, self beside old Truffeni and drew|ma'm. 'Tis beyond me, he is—" @& crumpled paper from his pocket. “My thanks, kind friend,” sighed|man, Old Truffeni approaching the sick caught his restless hands, he wearily, “but though I yearn|jooking into his eyes. for sleef, I could not until you Nave heard this. So Truffeni, Wearken and counsel me.” ““Tis the fever, Nick” said she. “Bring him hither.” Muttering and weeping, this small grey-haired man And bending to the. firelight he|tottered abjectly into the. tent. nead. aloud as. follows.: “‘My dear Richard, “I ‘have been killed by three or one of three, of the follow- Ing reasons, to wit: “], By Tom Pitt (possibly) because I knaw him- for convict seturned from transportation. “3 Captain Despard (pos; sibly) because I hold proofs that he was once the notorious highwayman and malefactor Archer sometimes called “3, Viscount: Brocklehurst “Brother,” said Wentzelow, lean- ing upon his long musket, “tis a sick man he looks, and ’tis a sick man 'e be, and yet I wouldn't be in Titus Olderaft’s shoes for a for- tun’” Sir Richard: shivered, and, draw- ing stool to the fire, sat down and crouched in the warmth. “Ah!" quoth Wentzelow, also ap- proaching the genial fire. “’Tis the death hour—I smells the dawn, brother, and there be many a one as lays a-dying at this moment.” “Well, but death, friend Wentze- You COULD COOK A OX IN THEM OVENS, EASY! SPEAKIN' OF OXFES. WHEN DO WE low, is none so ill if it be quick and sure.” “Mebbe, brother, mebbe, but—I wouldn't be in Titus Olderaft's shoes—no, not for three fortun’s!” (Copyright, 1928, Jeffery Farnol) Truffeni’s plan may yet bring a happy cading to the ro- mance of Helen and Richard. Continue the story tomorrow. DOUGLAS NEWS MISS KIRKHAM RETURNS Miss Elva Kirkham, who has been home for a month of her summer vacation, is a southbound passen- ger on the Queen to visit some friends and relatives south before resuming her teaching at Rainier Oregon. e MISS CRIM RESIGN FROM DOUGLAS SCHOOL A wire was received yesterday from Miss Dorothy Crim by the Douglas School Board asking re- lease from her position here in the school to accept a similar position in the States. The Board has many applications for all the teach- ing positions and will have no dif- ficulty in filling the vacancy. B ADMIRAL EVANS SOUTHBOUND The Admiral Evans, Capt. 8. K. 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