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Rocky Ford Enterprise.
TWENTIETH YEAR. The INVISIBLES Ef Soar e\bl. eHE»STOPHER_> (/ / <x*9%K*rrj&ca. &7hf i I JH4&XZZ& aocokw mnatrTj r\X CHAPTER XVlll.—Continued. Valdermere bad followed Mr. De Tavenler In to the front parolr. Bbe stood a moment silent. The gong of the great clock clanged eleven. She had not spoken—l could not apeak. “You leave to-night?** ehe aald at last, and her voice trembled. "Alan. It la ao— I leave to-night. Are you aorry—are you sorry, Marie?" She did not answer me for the mo ment, but. mastering her feelings, she held out her hand. "May God bless and preserve you!" she said. "And may He watch over you until I return.** The tears wero In her eyes—they sparkled on her lashes, they fell upon her white choeks. and with a nervous, trembling hand she tore from her fin ger a gold circlet. •Take this,* she said, "and remem ber. I shall pray night and day for those who enter that cave —for they aro all to me. and again, may God pro serve you. and bring you back—to—to roe!" A sob—a cry of pain, and she was gone. I heard a noise In the parlor. Mr. De Tavenler came out Into the hall. He ascended the stairs, and I heard him calling her from the landing. I heard her voice as she responded. Then I joined Valdcrmcro In the par lor. He forced a smile as he bade roe to a chair—a smile he did not feel, resembling the laughter that a poor joke commands. “Ah. Rodin. I hope you have been comfortably situated since I saw you. >flut why that long face." and he again smiled. I knew his thoughts. "Spare me." I cried, "for It la true — It Is more than true—lt Is destiny that sent me here—you are more than a prophet. Jean Valdcrmere—you are a devil or an angel—time will tell." "Ah. Rodin. I am not an angel, but I knew where an angel lived, and. hon oring you as a friend, esteeming you as worthy. I sent you to her. Had 1 been a devil. I would have consigned you to the more devilish occupation of keeping old Slsta company;" he again laughed, and his great luminous eyes softened my heart, till I had ended by calling him an angel—and a dlocov ercr of angels—not devils, like old Slsta—damn old Slsta* "But you give me a glimpse of hen "May Ood Preserve You and Bring You Back—to—to Mel** ven simply to show me how black a place hell Is," I said, niy resentment again rising. . "Walt and see. my friend." he re plied. "but hush, here cornea De Tave nler." The entrance of the latter prevented further talk upon that subject. "Have all tne men rvponcu: sain Valdormere, abruptly changing the subject, and turning to De Tavenler. "All." answered the latter. "The Inst committee of the One Hundred arrived this afternoon In a body, and left in an hour for the rendezvous.** Valdermere made no reply for sev eral moments, and seemed oblivious to those about him. At last he In quired: •‘And the watch?" "Has been constantly on guard since tht seventeenth." qg -g r "And with what result?" "No one save those who gave the sign has entered the yard. "Or shadowed the house from the street," Insisted Valdermere. "Do you think that Victor Ddneau has followed you here?" be added. "I think not," replied Valdermere, "and yet. l may have traveled on the same train, for his disguises amount almost to witchory—still. I believe I should know him In the guise of a dovll—or a saint—there Is something about him that Is ominous—foreboding —the nearness of his sleepless, attenu ated person has begun to haunt me. There Is something devilish In this trail—something uncanny. I have grown so used to his shadow that I can feel the distance that divides us. If he pauses, there Is some subtle change In my temperature, and I find myself waiting—waiting for him to come. If I pause 1 feel he draws near er for a short time—then he too pauses. Once I felt a strange sensa tion which warned me that all was not as It had been, something was wanting. 1 could not tell what. I felt 111-at-ease, with that Inward sense of warning that all was not well, that a change had come over me. a physical and Intellectual change, a part of my purpose was gone—an Incompleteness of environment, of Intention, of action and of motion. A strange Inner sense that I must go back, as If I had left something In my path. I must return and look for It. and so for days, some thing—some force unknown even to me. seemed to drive me hack—some voice seemed to command me to pause —to turn back—and so persistently was I haunted by this one dictate. Im pelled by Inespllcablo subtle force, that at last I did pause—l turned back —I retraced my route, and. strange to say. that undeflnable force assert ed Itself—a rertain relief of the ten sion that had swayed me—a certain approval of the unknown subtle force which Impelled me—and—“ "Be calm, my friend; this Is un worthy of you; you must rest, quiet. >ou have overworked." "My friends. It may seem strange to you—lnexplicable—but I have a conviction that Victor Deneau and I will never part company until one of us Ls dead—hla life and mine will cross at some point—the shadow will destroy the man or the man will de stroy the shadow." "And yet.** said De Tavenler. "there Is still another shadow greater than Deneau's—a shadow which obscures all others, which falls but once upon a man never to rise—the Shadow of The Death Committee." I shuddered as I heard these words, which were spoken In a low solemn tone, and my heart seemed to shrink as I pictured the awful fate that awaited the tireless detective, whose corpse. I felt sure, would mark the end of his remarkable trail. A silence had fallen upon us. as If some ghosts had walked among us. Suddenly a loud clang from the rlock In the hall brought us to our feet. "It Is now time to depart." said the old man. and as he spoke I heard the rattle of rartiage wheels upon the shell drive, and in a moment Oabe had entered the parlor. As we left the hall. I turned my fare to the atalrway. hoping to catch a last glimpse of Marie, but. alas, she was not there. It was with a great effort that I controlled my emotions, for I was madly struggling against an almost irresistible Impulse to fly to her room—to seize her In my arms, and defy "The Invisible Hand." which I now hated almost to frensy. I mas tered my feelings, however, and as we approached the carriage I turned boldly and looked up toward her win dow. and there t saw her. De Tavenler and Valdermere had entered the carriage and the old blark stood silently holding the door ajar for me. but f gave him no heed. I wafted a kiss to the woman 1 loved something fell at my feet. I stooped and picked a great white rose from the shells, and lifting my eyes again. 1 kissed It fervently and placed It against my heart. The carriage rolled away Into the streets of the crowded city—crowded even at midnight, and we were on our Journey to Dead Man's Cave. CHAPTER XIX. Just one week from the night on which Deneau and his associate had 1 discussed ihe means by which they were lo enter Dead Man’s Cave they i were wrapped In heavy storm cloaks, pushing Ihelr way Inward the banks of the Tennessee river through thick forests of trees. A storm was gather ing. and the blark clouds hung like a pall shove them They descended a narrow path to tne brink of the river, where a smell ranee was tossing upon the foaming waters. Entering, they were soon upon the opposite shore, where they concealed ROOKY FORD, COLORADO, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 8. 1907. tha boat and hurried on toward Dead Man'a Cave. Here they found two large waterproof baga, which they had previously concealed, and which ware filled with provisions, sufficient to sup ply their wants for three weeka. La Prade watched with staring eyes and trembling limbs the great atone, as It sunk Into the earth at his feet, revealing the dark chamber and the gaping tunnels beyond. "81c Itur ad astra," cried Deneau. his eyas blazing, and his long bony finger pointing toward the dark gap ing passage. "The way to hell." you should say." said la Prade. crossing himself with one hand and clutching the torch with the other. Deneau. unmindful of his compan ion, began searching for the lever to close the stone passage, and It was not long before his keen eyes had de tected the object of his search. The chains again rattled, the stones grated together, and the two men were soon upon their Journey through Crept Cautiously from One Chamber to Another. the realms of Dead Man's Cave. Into the secret retreat of "The Invisible Hand." "Ah. do you see these signs." said Deneau. pointing in the small crossed which had been chiseled upon the stone as guiding marks. "Yr«. but what of them? It looks like the devil lived here. I believe we are fast In some damned cul-de aaj\" ( replied U Prade. "We shall see." said Deneau. and I entering one of the tunnels he was ! followed by la Prade. whose courage I was returning, and whose eyes bulg ed with excitement. At times mislrd by some false step they would wander for miles from the I right path that led to the vault of I "The Invisible Hand": but with that Ureleos patience which marked Dm* neau and his companion would re turn and retrace their steps until they again found their way Into the chambers we have described. The green snakes wriggled across their path, the boot of a great white owl sent a shudder through their veins and Ihe golden waters of the lake held them enthralled. Here they crept cautiously from one chamber to another through the connecting tun nels. their amazement Increasing at every turn, and thus they wandered . through the mazes of the dark tun nels and chambers, until, worn with * fatigue, they sank exhausted at the I very threshold of the great rhaml»cr where Pengullly had constructed the 1 "Submarine." but ‘The Avenger" had ‘ been transported to the river beyond. and when, after many hours of undls ’ turbed slumber upon the cold damp j floors of the passage, they resumed 1 their Journey, they found the vast i chamber in a state of confusion. The I heavy limiters lay scattered over the floor. The archways leading beyond i had been blown away and the passage , enlarged. Great stones lay against I the walls, and the huge cranes and derricks stared npon the intruders like s gallows. They stood staring at Ihe entrance with white scared fares, gazing upon the weird scene reflected by their | torches. "I believe we are In hell." whis pered I.a Prade. as he slunk back Into the tunnel. "What can It mean?" j Deneau. whose black piercing eyes shone with a strange light, made ne j reply, but cautiously followed his com panion Into the cover of the tunnel. "Out with the lights." he whispered j and a tremor shook hLs frame. us fly from this place." whls- ■ porec. I.a I’rade. leaning toward his comrade, "the devil Is surely In It." Bui Deneau. whose bold spirit was j fast recovering from the shock, made reply “Fly? Never! We are now on the right tmi\ They have abandoned work.** TRY THESE FOR A CHANGE Two New Dishes With Eggs the Prlifr cipal Ingredisnt. Into a bakedlsh which has been warmed and generously buttered pour a cupful of milk which baa been mado a little more than lukewarm. Add a teaapoonful of strained onion Juice, set In the oven and, a minute later, drop carefully Into the milk five or six eggs. or as many as will lie In the dish without crowding. Sprinkle with salt and pepper and bake until tho eggs are "set." but not hard. Ta a pint of the squeezed and strain ed Juice of eurrants. raspberries or strawberries add a pound of whlto augar. Stir until dissolved and bring to a boll. Keep this up for five min utes. taking off the rising scum. Meanwhile, beat alx eggs light In a bowl and pour the boiling alrup slowly upon them, stirring all tho time. Put back over the fire and cook until It thickens, not Intermitting the stirring for one second. Turn out to cool, stirring still for two minutes, and when cold set on Ice until you aro ready to use It. THREE GOOD WINTER SALADS. With Foundation of Scallop, Fish, Crab-Meat or Shrimp. 8cal!»p Salad—Pour boiling water over a pint of srallo|is. and let them stand live minutes where they will keep hot. Drain, put them on water cress and rover with French dressing. Fish Salad—Pick up any cold, cook ed fish, or us** canned salmon: arrango It In a pile in a dish with quarters of hard-boiled eggs, alternating with lem on quarters around the edge, and mask the fish with mayonnaise. Crab Meat Salad.—Take a large cup of canned crab meat and add half as much »hredded celery: cover with mayonnaise. Bhrlmp Salad—Cleon the shrimps, and let them stand In Ice water an hour: wipe dry. add three or four hard-boiled eggs cut Into large pieces, and mix lightly with mayonnaise— Harper s Bazar. Attractive Bead Work. Much Is reproduced nowadays In bead work Imitative of that done a century ago. when all such Industries were considered accomplishments, and the Individual tastes of the belles of that day were shown In their hand iwork. Bead purses, reticules, bags of all descriptions and card cases were then made in them, the fashion now not only Including these, but also bell burkles. In which either fruit or flower Is set with a filigree framing of cut steel beads. Fans for all occasions are shown, those with wrought Ivory •licks and palllelled gauze particular ly attractive, and In some the sticks are delicately Inlaid with tracings of steel. Such a fan Is useful with any evening coslume. for there Is no color to conflict with the shade of the frock, and the little spangles catch tho light In a fascinating way. Wholesome Potatoes. Potatoes rooked In their skint aro much more wholesome and digestible than those rooked without. They may be baked or steamed; In either rase a hole should be made In them, that steam may escape In rooking, and thus prevent the skin from bursting. The most nourishing part of the pota to Is Immediately under the skin, so that when wo peel them we remove tho best part. Antidote to Poison. It Is a great thing to thoroughly understand what simple antidote to Mko If one is so unlucky as to swal low poison of any kind through mis take. Sweet oil Is to b<> found In near ly every house, and half a pint of It. takoi Immediately. Is an effectual anti •bite to almost all poison*. Anybody with a strong constitution should take a larger quantity of this simple rem edy. Throe Remedies for Chilblains. The modern remedies for chilblains nre legion. Three of the best are raw onions, sliced and bound upon the spot; oil of peppermint, well rubbed In. and tincture of lodine, ap plied with a feather or camel's hair brush. Ribbon Interwoven with Tinsel. Silken material Interwoven with tin sel Is best cleaned with bread crumbs and powdered blue, then shaken and mi ht>ed with a clean cloth, tinsel or cold lace with liquid ammonia. The Better Education. Every man has two educations — (hat which Is given to him. and that which he gives to himself. Of the two kinds the latter Is by far the most val lable. Indeed, all that Is most worthy n a man he must work out ana con iuer for himself. —Lynnian. What Is railed the "vegetable boa 'onstrlctor" Is a species of climber which, it Is said by romancers, twines lhout great trees so tightly as to urangle them to death. It Is claimed .o have been discovered In India. Abraham Lincoln. That these shall not have died in vain, he frayed. Who gave their lives that Liberty and Law Should be the nations heritage. He saw With deep, prophetic eyes, yet undismayed. The work remaining, though "these dead" had mad* Their lives a freewill offering without flaw. From his great utterance men turned with awe Blended with mightier longing, unafraid. For nobler service, wha/so'er its meed. Its meed, we know, for many thousands still lVos death on battlefield, or prison pen. For him, the great, sad leader, was decreed A martyr s death, that so he shouldfulfill His work as leader, as a man of men. SUSAN E. DICKINSON. Saw the Assasination of President Lincoln Diary of Dr. Chariot S. Taft, f ec«i tly Diteooorod in Now York, It a Rotr.arhab o Souvonir of ihm Croat Tragody of April 14, 1865. A remarkable souvenir of the assas sination of Abraham Uncoln recently camo to light In Now York. It la the pocket diary of Dr. Charles 8. Taft, who formerly resided at No. 273 West Twuiity-socond street. In his time Dr. Taft was an eminent physician and attended many notable*, among them Governor O. P. Morton of Indi ana. But no experience In his life equaled tho one ho records In hla note book. Ho was present at Ford’s Theatre that fatal night and witnessed all of the tragedy which ended In the death of Lincoln. Ho was one of tho first physicians to roach the wounded pres ident's side, was present at his death, and helped to (s-rform the autopsy. Dr. Taft begin* his memoranda of the groat tragedy In these words: "Notes of the circumstances attend ing tho assassination of Abraham Lin coln. president of the United States, on tho evening of April 14. 1866. as witnessed by me: also the medical notes of my attendance on the presi dent up to the time or his death and of tho post-mortem examination five hours after death. "The notes were written April 16. 1666. at the earliest possible moment after my attendance upon the presi dent and ihe post-mortem examina tion." "Attended Ford’s Theatre." ho Two PI)H of 0 r. Taft-o Diary. writes. "Friday evening. April 14. with my wife; arrived at the theatre about eight p. m. The president and party arrived about 8:30 p. m. Saw him take a seat with his back Immediate ly opposite the entrance door of the box. and faring the stage; could not see the president after he was seat ed, owing to a division in the front of the box extending from the lower rail to the top; people could see his left profile from the opposite side of the dress circle from his box. I occu pied a seat In an orchestra chair In section C*. No. 175, about three rows back from tho orchestra railing, and somewhat to the left of the center of the stage. I could see Mrs. Lincoln In one corner of Ihe box and nnother lady, whom I subsequently learned was Miss Clara Harris. In the opposite corner nearest the stage. From the relative position when I saw him seat himself, he must have been sitting lietween Ihe two ladles and Just be hind the division of the liox, which In tercepted the view of his faco from my seat. "At about 10:30 p. tn. my attention was directed toward tho president’s box by the report of n pistol, and I saw a man droo from tho state box. NO 37. shouting as he did so." ’Sic' semper tyrannis!’ As he struck the stage he partly fell, sinking down until bis knees nearly touched tho floor; he sprang to an erect posture In an In stant. brandished a large knife which ho held In tils right hand for about the space of throe second*, then darts! across the stage with the knife held above bis head and disappeared. A few moments of great confusion then followed, many person* Jumping upon the stage and *omo passing out In the direction the man who had leaped from the state box had taken. "I was endeavoring tn pacify my wife, who Wished to leave the place, when I heard several shouts for a sur geon; this was the Drat Intimation I bad that any one had been wounded. I sprang upon the atage calling out that I was a surgeon, when I wan seized by several men and lifted up to the atato box. When I entered tho president was lying upon the floor sur rounded by a number of men. who were about lifting him to remove Mm. Some wero advlaing hla removal home: this measure I opposed, stat ing that I was an army surgeon and wished him to be removed to (bo nearest house. "As we |maned down the stair* I Inquired If there was any other nor* gron present, and a gentleman who was near me. supporting the hca<L stated that he was a surgeon; when we reached tho street somo persona on the porch of a house opposlto railed to us to como over there. Wo carried the president over and pro ceeded with him to a room at tho end of the passage, where ho waa laid upon a bed. "I called for brandy and after a few minutes had elapsed a quantity of brandy was brought, which I diluted and gave the president a teasponnful of. He swallowed It, but with much difficulty. I afterward gave another trasiioonful. which caused so much strangulation that I gave no more, except after the arrival of Dr. Stone, when, at his suggestion. I put half a trasiioonful lietween his lips, but It was not swallowed, and nothing more was ever put between his lips. "I remained with Ihe president until ho died, encaged during n greater part of the night In supporting his head so that Ihe wound should not press upon the pillow and the flow of blood bo obstructed." "Acting Assistant Surgeon. L*. ft. A"