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THE WRIST MARK By J. S. Fletcher Copyright. 1830. by North American Newspaper Alliance and Metropolilan Newspaper Service. FIRST INSTALLMENT. NGLEDEN walked across the ! Strand, from the main entrance of the Law Courts to the old Middle lane, with his nose in the air. llfld to the bar only a few weeks E'\lo\lmy he had just been briefed for doorway of ‘Temple e first time, and had experienced the preme felicity of winning his case. It was a beautiful afternoon in early mmer, and a golden sunlight was ing the Strand on one side of him id Fleet street on the cther; to Engle- n the world scemed well tuned to sympathy with the season's splendor; he saw shining vistas. After that first brief would come others; he would work; he would succeed; he would take silk, and assume the much- meaning letters K. C. after his name; perhaps he Would attain judicial honors . and become the Honorable Sir Sefton Engleden—the King's Bench Division, “he thought, would suit him better than that devcted to chancery. He began to build castles as he | Fwalked down Middle Temple lane, Ten years at the junior bar; 10 more after i taking silk; then—but, at that point, ! he became a practical young xngllsh his castle building. course—silly! Still, a good beginning, anyway—a very good beginning. Engleden's chambers—shared with another neophyte—were in Fountain Court, and on an upper floor. He ran -Joyously up the old stairs, intent on divesting himself of wig and gown and rushing westward, to tell a certain * young lady of his success. But, as he neared the door of his rooms, his clerk, who had preceded him from the Law Courts, met him on the threshold, hold- ing out a buff envelope. * he said. ment later he was stretching out his hand for the tele that came along witn Lh of his name; in another second taken in its news. "Nsl:‘thln; ‘:ufi.?e"d yet; exhaustive search continuf The train went on again: another hour’s run, and then, at Doncaster, Engleden bought the last edition of the Yorkshire Evening Post, and almost the first thing he saw was his uncle’s name, beneath a ht:.rldm' in big type: “The police authorities at Barows- burgh ar]:) much concerned about the disappearance from his hotel there last night of Col. Engleden, an elderly gen- ;lemln w;m lt\:nved in lh‘e tglv:‘nn'bz: ays for the purpose of Vi tlmou‘l‘:nthumes.p Col. Engleden dined at the Castle Hotel yesterday evening at 7:30, and after spending an hour or so in its smoking room went out at 9:30, remarking to the porter that he was going to take advantage of the fact that there was a full moon that night and that he wanted to see the castle by it; he also inquired if there was_a night porter. e porter re- plied in the negative, but said that he himself would be on duty till 12 o'clock. Col. Engleden sald that he should be irf*before that and was seen to go across the Market Square in the direction of castle. He had not returned at midnight, and Mr. Christmas, landlord ol the came Hotel, sat up for him un- 2: As he was still absent at unt hour Mr. Christmas informed the Dolice who at once instituted a seu‘l:h Jlone on continuously in all Dlm nt town and its immediate neighborhood, ever since, but up to 6 o'clock this afternoon no trace of the missing man has been me$ with. “According to the current issue of ‘I want to know all about it—and |shook his head. what's been done,” said Engleden, as he see you're leaving n Mallison sat down ‘at his desk and “We've kept up & morning,” he answered, glancing at & clock. “Nearly 24 hours now. And we've no news -nd no information what- Engleden evening, by train from tup‘ltmcmhl!otfl—lhmifl o - hmw the Castle Hohl." remarked Engleden. ‘I spent a week here, at that hotel, a few years ago.” 'l know Mr. Christ- “Then, sir, you' i Mallison, a tradesman of the town, whose shop he called in at, but it doesn't amount to anything ves uch. He dined at the Castle Hotel; was in the lmnk hn‘lmnt: ;or a time after dinner; il T pa finn 0, xghnaten; Tru| en, rudwfhe lc‘eount in the Yorhhh‘e !ventn: Post. that “Quite!” replied mum “Vlfy well, then, you know already all that llun - “Have you any theory?” asked Engle- “No, sir—I've no i.heo l" declared that the gentleman had own for effecting a sudden disappear- ance and had skillfully contrived one, to be carried out at Barowsburgh. But I know—know LANSBURGH &DBRro 7th, 8th and E Sts.—National 9800 Last Day To Buy Our Famous Bear Brand Full- Fashioned Hose OF CHIFFON SILK WITH PICOT TOPS #1.25 Our Best Selling $1.50 Hose Your last opportunity to purchase these famous Bear Brand stockings at this price! Beautiful chiffon hose—of a clear, sheer quality with graceful French heels, picot tops and lisle-lined soles. In the newest Spring shades—sunbask, rosador, suntan, rifle, blondedore, beige clair, crystal beige, plage, ivorie, ever, As to what the're is to tell, It'l ‘Wednesday. - persistent Found | who's Who, Col. Engleden, who is 61 | sat down. “Tell me all you can. I can |Mr. Engleden, since 2:30 yuwdny not much. This is s Engleden tore the envelope open, to stare in amazement at what he read on the flimsy sheet inside: “To Sefton Engleden, 53a Fountain Court, Temple, London. Please come here at once. Col. Engleden has been missing from his holnl tlnce last night and no trace of him has been got up to now. Fear foul play. of police. : d sharply on his clerk: even as he read, he had determined on his course of action. “Johnson!—a railway guide, quick! Here—you do it! Lock up a train from Kings Cross to York—lucky that I know : ‘Where Barowsburgh is. ! down there at once,, Johnson—my uncle’s missing, and the police fear mer: s s"meming 3 now?” mflng lml wig -nd fllnm em aside. ‘Plve-(nrty five, sir,” Johnson. replied * %Arrives York 10 o‘dnck Restaurant | this ar Sorry to hear about the colonel, Anything I nn do1 Yuuve Just thxee—qulners of an hour. “By George, yes!™ exchlmed Engle- "Money—l‘ve only two or three pounds on me. Can you get a check cashed, .Yohmwn?" “Yes, sir,” said Johnson promptly. “At once, sir—landlord around paren! was quite a small boy, leavin ost unprovided for; his uncle, non- rerything and affection between t.hem or the strongest and deepest sort. , Jt was inconceivable to Sefton that could ever think of another human , Man or woman, as he thought of uncle—to him the colonel was & table embodiment of everyth{n' that fine in manhood, a fine specimen M honest, straightforward English gen. an. And the mere idea that wme fate had befaliéh him— fis he rode through the dingy Blooms- Eyslree on his way to Kings Cross leden pulled out the wire from owsburgh and read it again. Miss- from his hotel since las! n ht . What did it mean? was a singularly alert, utlve mln— gunger in mind. and m Tun into danger or even to If to get into any risky situation. m(ledm knew why he had nne to wsburgh. Col. Engleden an hush.snc .archeologist, with a weclll of the old romantic towns of the h of England, and Barowsburgh was e of the most notable and interesting those towns. fton himself knew it well, having spent a holiday there; his uncle, ! course, had gone therc to see the ous Norman -castle and the ruins ! adjacent Wralsby Abbey. Was it ! ible that in wandering about one or | other he had met with an accident | was at that moment lying helpless | r dead? Something of that mn,‘ haps, and many hours must elapse ore he, Sefton, could get down there. , he gathered from the wire that | le police were at work, and so—— ‘#e hurried into the big station pres- ly, and, finding that he had ample e before the departure of the ex- , turned into the telegraph office ! sent a message to Barowsburgh: ‘o Superintendent of Police, Barows- gh, Yorkshire: Leaving at once, wire me to train Grantham if | any further news and later to Station Hotel York, Shall come straight on| from York. i “From Sefton Engleden, Kings CmAs| Station.” Nothing for it, then, but to get a first-class ticket, to put himself into a Juxurious car, and to know that at best more then two hours must elapse be- fore he could hear an \n: further. ‘The train slid out noiselessly and went smoothly away on its 200- mfle Dinner came along; he ate and dnnk speeding he would have been dining with the +girl to whom he had been so eager to tell his news of the afternoon’s success forgotten her! repl!ed the L uwul wuh«umwm & mo- €0WN | himself had been reading the evening | nutshell, we haven't the remotest mu years of age, and unmarried, was for- merly in command of the 1st Battalion of the King's Own Northern Borderers, and served with great distinction in the South African War, 1898-1900. Re- milit England. He resides at 851, Lennox Gardens, London, SW. and his club is the United Services. of two men sitting near, boarded his car at Doncaster, and like newspaper. “Queer business, the disappearance of that o!d chap at Barowsburgh!” sald “Such a you'd think superintendent of police at burgh rang up at 10 o'clock—that's to sav, a few minutes ago—asking for Mr. Engleden, and if you hadn’t arrived wwldmm‘upumnuywtnt leden district, but so far not one single scrap of information concerning the mlldnl man had come to hand. Mr. “Get me at once a first-class car with a dependable driver,” he said. “Have it around here s quick as possi- ‘I:le. hs-y it'’s to take me to Barows- urgh.” ‘Twenty minutes elapsed, however, be- fore the car came around. It was 10:30 o'clock ere Engleden could start out on the his hurried journey. Buth once away from the city and on the the little police station all the windows were still ablaze. Engleden hurried into the half-open door of the police station. Within were several men—pollcem!n in uniform, men in civilian dress. One, a , mili- tary-looking man, detached himsel 1 trom a group to which he was :v‘mznllr (lv- ing some order and came quickly to ward the newcomer. ] “Mr. Engleden,” he asked. “Sorry| you've had to come all that way on such an errand, sir. I thought it best, though—" “Is there any news?” interrupted En- gleden impatiently. “Have you heard— anything?” “Noth! Nothing whatever since I tglephnned to York. And noth- ing before that. We haven't a lcnp nt information. To put this thing in of what happened to Col. Engleden, nor any notion of where he went or what he did from the moment he walked out of his hotel up to this minute. We know nothing, and we've learnt noth: { ing. But if you'll come to my room—" “I must get rid of my driver and his car,” said Engleden. 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