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By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN.

[Copyright, 1897, by Anna K. Rohlfs.l

With almost a simultaneous sound a dozen spades and picks struck tlio ground. Thodigging up of Mother Jane's garden had "begun in earnest.

I staid about that gate most of the day. If I moved away, I imagined that Mr. Gryce was uneasy and wanted me back under his eye. So as Lucetta was invisible and Loroen in a strained and anxious mood, I followed the example of many of the other villagers who had ventured into tho lane for the first tiiuo in months, and now stood watching every shovelful of earth that was thrown out, disappointing as the task had becomo as hour after hour passed without any discovery.

Along toward noon I had a diversion if the rest had not. Mr. Trohm came riding up in his buggy, and somewhat later in the day Deacon Spear camo boldly upon tho field, though none too near our gate, at which Saracen sat growling. The talk I had with Mr. Trohm was of a delicate nature, not bearing repetition, but the few curt words I exchanged with Deacon Spear may amuse the reader or at least satisfy somo of my good friends that I am not so given over to vanity as to be misled by every passing compliment a man may pay me.

He was, as I was saying, drawn up on the opposite side of the road, but when he saw me he made a very low bow and sidled a step forward. This made me draw myself up a bit, though I had no idea what was coming. He seemed to take that for an invitation, for, pointing toward Saracen, he asked if the dog was quiet, and when I in a superior way answered that he was as quiet as a lamb he edged tip to where 1 was standing and sheepishly held out his hand. "I havo been thinking," lie drawled, "that it was only neighborly for me to call upon you, Miss Butterworth. But this business which has occupied the lane these last few days has put us all into such a mood of unpleasantness that there was no use of trying sociability on any one.''

His hair was so sleek. his eyes so small and so twinkling, that I began to have respect for William's opinion ol him, but I said nothing, possibly be cause I only half heard what ho had just said himself. "I'm no lady'smrur'—these were'tlie next words I heard—"but, then, 1 judge, you're not in for flattery and all that kind of thing yourself. So now I've got tht chance, I'll just say the thing I've got on my tongue to say. Miss Butterworth. I'm C3 and I have been a widower two years. I'm not fit ted for a solitary life, and I am fitted for a comfortable life with an affectionate wite to keep my hearth swept clean and my own affections in good working order. Will you be that wife? I have a neat cottage"— "\es. said I. "in Lost Man's lane.' "Oh." he exclaimed, "you do not like tliis place? Well, we could go elsewhere. I am not set against the city myself'— ".Nor against the comfortable little income somebody lias told you I possessed, cried I. "1 see your disinterestedness, but I should be sorry to profit by it. Why, man. I never spoke to you before in my life, and do you think"— "Oh," said he, "I see you are not above llattery and those things. Well, madam, 1 know a tremendous fine woman when I see her without talking away a dozen evenings on politics, religion and what not. I don't need to know any more about you than 1 can take in with my two eyes, but if you would like a little more acquaintance with me, why, I can wait a couple of weeks till we've rubbed the edges a little off of our strangeness, when"— '''When you think I will be so charmed with Deacon Spear that I will be ready to settle down with him in Lost Man's lane, or if that will not do carry him off to Gramercy park, where he will be the admiration of all New York and Brooklyn to boot. Why, man, if 1 was so easily satisfied as that I would not be in a position today for you to honor me with this proposal. I am not easy to suit, so I advise you to turn your attention to some one much more anxious to be married than I am, but not before this mystery is settled in Lost Man's lane. If you were an honest man, you would ask no one to share your fortunes while any cloud rests upon your honor.'' "My honor! Madam, be careful. I admire you, but"— "No offense," said I. "For a stranger I have perhaps indulged in a little freedom. I only mean that any one who lives in this lane must feel that the shadow which envelops it rests also a little upon him. W7hen that is lifted, cacL one will feel himself a man again. From indications yonder that day may not be far away. Mother Jane is a likely source for such a mystery. She knows just little enough to have no proper idea of the value of a human life." "Madam," said Deacon Spear, "I have not that much interest in what is going on over there." Here he snapped his fingers. "If men have been killed in this lane—which I do not believe— she never had no hand in it. What I think is that it's all a coincidence. Each and every person who has disappeared has disappeared naturally. No one has been killed. That is my theory, madam, and you will find it correct. On this point I have expended muoh thought"

I was irate I was also dumfounded at his audacity. Did he think I was the woman to swallow that? But I shut my lips tight lest I should say something, and he, not finding that agreeable, being no conversationalist himself, drew off after awhile with some pompous expression of hoping to see me again after his honor was cleared up in my very particular eyea

It was the second proposal I had re­

ceived that day, but the first—well, I did not accept that either, though my declination was a little kinder than the one I thought best to intlict upon Deacon Spear.

A day of unparalleled anxiety broken by such episodes as these 1

CHAPTER XXXIV. UNDER A CRIMSON SKY.

At 5 o'clock the diggers began to go home. Nothing had been found, and the excitement of search which had animated them early in the day had given place to a dull resentment mainly directed toward tho Knollys, if one could judge of theso men's feelings by the heavy scowls and significant gestures with which they passed its broken down gateway.

By 6 the last man had filed by, leaving Mr. (iryco freo for the work which lay before him.

I had retired long beforo this to my room, where I awaited tho hour set by Lucetta with a feverish impatience quite new to

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As none of us could

eat, tho supper table had not been laid, and though I had no moans of knowing what was in store for us the somber silence and oppression under which the whole house lay seemed a portent that V» is hv no maims e.ueouraLrinar.

Suddenly I heard a knock at my door. Rising hastily, I opened it. Ijoreen stood before me, with parted lips and terror in all her looks. "Come!" she cried. "Come and seo what I have found in Lucetta's room."

As she was already half way down the hall I hastened to follow her, and in a few moments found myself on tho threshold of the room I knew to be Lucetta's. "She made me promise, cried Loreen, halting to look back at me, "that I would let her go alone and that I would not enter the highway till an hour after she had left. But after this how can we stay in this house?" And dragging mo to a table, she showed me lying on its top a folded paper and two letters. Tho folded paper was Lucetta's will and the potters were directed severally to Loreen and to myself with the injunction on them that they were not to be read till she had been gone six hours. "Serious!" I murmured. "But Mr. Gryce is with licr.'' "No one is with her. Mr. Gryce may be near, but she has undertaken her task alone. Miss Butterworth, I have never broken a promise before in all my life, but I am going to break this. Come, let us fiy to her. She has her lover's memory, but I have nothing in all the world but her.

I immediately turned, and we hastened down the stairs, but at the foot Loreen gave me a look and said: "My promise was not to enter the highway. Would you bo afraid to follow me by another road—secret road— all overgrown with thistles and blackberry bushes which have not been trimmed up for years:"

I thought of my thin shoes, my neat silk dress, but only to forget them the next moment. "I will go anywhere," said I. "But where, where has Lucetta gone? Is it to Deacon Spear's? If so"—

But Loreen was already too far in advance of me to answer. She was young, site was lithe and was down as far as the kitchen before I had passed the flower parlor. But when we had sped clear of the house I found that my progress bade fair to be as x-apid as hers, for her agitation was a hindrance to her, while excitement always brings out my powers and heightens both my wits and my judgment. uur way lay past tiie stables, from which 1 expected every minute to see two or three dogs jump. But William, who had been discreetly sent out of the way early in the afternoon by the two sisters, had taken Saracen with him, and possibly the rest, so our passing by disturbed nothing, not even ourselves. The next moment we were in afield of prickers, through which we both struggled till we came into a sort of swamp. This was bad going, but we floundered through it, edging contraiiclly as I could not but see toward a distant fence beyond which rose the symmetrical lines of an orchard. "Loreen," I cried, "Loreen, those are Mr. Trohm's grounds! Must we pass through them?" "It's the shortest way," she shouted back, for among the hummocks of the swamp she had got the start of me again

And, unpleasant as I felt this intrusion to be, I hastened on, overtaking her once more just as we reached a tiny gateway so covered with vines that there was no need for Loreen to say: "I do not believe this has been opened for years, but ft must be opened now." And, throwing her young strength against it, she burst it through with all its vines, and bidding me pass she stepped herself over the trailing branches and made without a word for the winding path we now saw clearly defined on the edge of the orchard before us. "Oh," exclaimed Loreen, stopping one moment to catch her breath, "1 do not know what I fear or to what our steps will bring us. I only know that I must hunt for Lucetta till I find her. If there is danger where she is, I must share it. You can rest liero or come farther on. But what is this?"

It was a man. He had started suddenly from somo one of the shadows near the hedgerow. "Silence!" he whispered, putting his finger on his lips. "If you are looking for Miss Knollys," he added, seeing us both pause aghast, "she is on the lawn beyond, talking to Mr. Trohm. If you come here, you can see her. She is in no kind of danger, but if she were Mr. Gryce is in the first row of tree3 to the back there, and a call from me''—

That made me remember my whistle. It was still round my neck, but my hand, which had instinctively gone to it, fell again in extraordinary emotion as I took in the situation he had hinted at and realized that it was on Mr. Trohm's grounds we stood and that it was toward Mr.. Trohm himself Loreen

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looks of unmistakable fear and dread were turned. "Loreen," I whispered, "it is not here you look for a solution of that awful mystery?" "Miss Butterworth," 6ho answered, "it is here you should look for it." "Here? I?" Never havo I felt such emotion and never havo I so nearly succumbed to it. "What do you mean?" I prayed. "Toll me. tell me quickly what you mean!" "I mean," she gasped, "that that, is the man who has pursued us with his hatred, driving my father and my mother iuti their graves. Obadiah Trohm is the rich man of whom wo spoke to you not Deacon Spear or any ono else in this unhappy lano. And breaking from rno sho slid away nearer the ill assorted couple, one of whom from that moment I saw no longer the courteous, kindly country gentleman, but a monster of vengeful propensities, if not something worse and still more diabolical. "Come!" sho beckoned, happily too absorbed in her own emotions to notice mino. "Let us get nearer. If Mr. Trohm is the wieked man we fear, there is no telling what the means arc which he uses to get rid of his victims. There was nothing to bo found in his house, but who knows but that tho danger may be around her now. It was evidently to dare it sho came, to offer herself as a martyr that we might know"— "Hush!" I whispered, controlling my own fears roused against my will by this display of terror in this usually calmest of natures. ,"No danger can menace her there, not where they two stand, unless he is a common assassin and carries a pistol''— "No pistol," murmured the man who had crept again near us. "Pistols make a noiso. He will not use a pistol." "Good God!" I whispered. "Youare not anticipating also that it is in the heart of this man to kill Lucetta?" "Six strong men havo disappeared hereabout," said the fellow, never moving his eye from the couple before us. "Why not one weak girl?"

With a cry Loreen started forward. "Run!" sho whispered. "Run!" But as this word left her lips a slight movement took place in the belt of trees where we had been told Mr. Gryce lay in hiding, and we could see him issue for a moment into sight with his finger like that of his man laid warningly on his lips. Loreen trembled and drew back, seeing which the man beside us pointed to tho hedgo and whispered softly: "There is just room between that and the fence for a person to pass sideways If vou and this lady want to get nearer to Miss Knollys, you might take that road. But Mr. Gryce will expect you to be very quiet. The young lady expressly said before she came into this place that she could do nothing if l'or any reason Mr. Trohm should suspect that they were not alone.'' "We will bo quiet," I assured him, anxious to hide my face, which I felt twitch at every mention of Mr. Trohm's njvme behind the screen he thus offered for our use. Loreen was already behind the hedge.

The evening was one of those which are made for peace. Tho sun, which had set in crimson, had left a glow on tho branches of the forest which had not yet faded into the gray of twilight. The lawn, around which we were skirting, had not lost the mellow brilliancy which made it sparkle, nor had the cluster of varied lined hollyhocks, which set their gorgeousness against the neat yellow of the peaceful doorposts, shown any dimness in their glory, which was on a par with the setting sun. But though I saw all this it no longer appeared to me desirable. Lucetta and Lucetta's fate, the mystery and the impossibility of its being explained out here in the midst of turf and blossoms, filled all my thoughts and made me forget even my own cause for shame and humiliation, ii not sorrow.

Loreen, who had wormed her way -along till she crouched nearly opposite to them, plucked me by the gown as 1 approached to where sho was, and, pointing to the hedge which pressed up so close it nearly touched our faces, seemed to bid me to look through.

Searching for a spot where there was a small opening, I put my eye to this and immediately drew back. "They are-moving nearer the gate," I signaled to Loreen, at which sin crept along a few paces, but with a stealth so great that, listening as I was, I could not hear a twig snap. I endeavored to imitate her, but not with as much success as I could wish. The sense of horror which had all at once settled upon me, the supernatural dread of something which I could not see, but which I felt, had seized mo for the first time and made that ruddy sky and the broad stretch of velvet turf with the shadows playing over it, of swaying tree tops and clustered oleanders, more thrilling and awesome to me than the dim halls of the haunted house of tin Knolly-s in that midnight hour when 1 saw a body carried out for burial amid trouble and hush and a mystery so great it would have daunted most spirits for ill their lives.

The very sweetness of the scene mado Its horror. Never have I had such sensations, never have I felt so the power of tho unseen, yet that anything would happen here, anything which would explain the total disappearance of several persons at different times without a trace of their fate being left to the eye on this spot or in the house beyond, ieemed so impossible that I could but liken my state to that of nightmare, where visions take the place of realities and often overwhelm them.

I had pressed too olose against the hedge as I struggled with these feelings, and the sound I made struck me as distinct, if not alarming, but the tree tops were rustling, too, and, while Lucetta might have heard, her oompanion gave no evidence of doing so. We could hear what they were saying now, and realizing this we stopped moving and gave our whole attention up to listening. Mr. Trohm was speaking. I could

hardly believe it was Lis voice, it had so changed in tone, nor could I see in his features, distorted as thoy now were by every evil passion, the once quiot and dignified countcaanco which had so lately imoosed uuon me. "Lucetta, my litllo Lucetta," ho was saying, "so sho lias conio to seo jne como to taunt mo with tho loss of her lover, whom sho says I havo robbed her of almost, before her eyesl I rob her! How can I rob her or any ono of a man with a voice and arm of his own stronger than mine? Am I a wizard to dissipate ins body vupor? Yet is it hero in mv house or on my lawn? You aro a fool, Lucetta: so are all theso men about hero, fools! It, ism your house"— "Hush!" sho cued, her slight figure rising till wo iovgot it was the feeble Lucetta wo were gazing at. "No more accusations directed against us. It is yon who must meet, them now. Mr. Trohm, your evil practices are discovered. Tomorrow you will liave the police hero in earnest. They did but: play with you when they were here bel'oro.'' "You child!" he gasped, striving, however, to restrain all evidences of shock and terror. "Why, who was it called in tho police and set them working in Lost Man's lane? Was it not I"— "Yes, that they might not suspect you and perhaps that they might suspect us. But it was useless, Obadiah Trohm. Althea Knollys' children have been long suffering, but tho limit has been reached at last. When you laid your hand upon my lover, you roused a spirit in me that nothing but your own destruction can satisfy. Where is he, Mr. Trohm? Where is silly Rufns and all the rest who have vanished between Deacon Spear's house and the little homo of the cripples on tho highroad? They have asked me, but if any one in Lost Man's lane can answer that question it is you, persecutor of my mother, of ourselves, whom I here denounce in face of these skies whore

God reigns and this earth where man lives to harrv and oondemn." And then I saw that tho instinct of this girl had accomplished what mere human acumen had failed in. For the old man—indeed he seemed an old man now—cringed and the wrinkles came out in his face till he was demoniacally ugly"You viper!" he shrieked. "How dare you accuse me of crime—you whose mother would have died in jail but for my forbearance? Havo you over seen me set my foot upefti a worm? Look at my fruit and flowers, lpok at my home, without a spot or blemish to mar its neatness and propriety. Can a man who loves theso things stomach the destruction of a man, much less of a silly, yawping boy? Lucetta, you are mad!" "Mad or sane, my accusation will have its results, Mr. Trohm. I believe too deeply in your guilt not to make others do so.'' "Ah," said he, "then you have not done so yet? You believe this and that, but you have not said so." "No,"she calmly returned, though her face blanched to tho colorlessness of wax, "I havo not said so yet."

Oh, tho cunning that crept into hi face! "She has not. said it. Ob, the little Lucetta, the wise, tho careful little Lucetta!" "But I will," sho cried, meeting hi? eye with tho courage and constancy a martyr, "though I bring death upon myself. I will denounco you and do it before the night has settled down upon us. I have a lover to avenge, a brother to defend. Besides, the earth should hi rid of such a monster as you." "Such a monster as I? Well, my pretty one"—his voice grown suddenly wheedling, his face a study of mingled passions—"wo will seo about that Come just a step nearer, Lucetta. 1 want to see if you aro really the littl girl I used to daudle on my knee.''

They wero now near the gateway They had been moving all this tinit His hand was on the curb of the oh: well. His face, so turned that it caught tho full glare of the setting sun, leaned toward the girl, exerting a faseinatin influence upon her. She took tho step he asked, and beforo we could shriel out "Beware!" we saw him bend for ward with a sudden, quick motion and then start upright again, while. In form, which but an instant beforo had Stood there ill all its frail and inspired beauty, tottered as if the ground wen bending under it, and in another mo ment disappeared from our appallei sight, swallowed in some dreadful cav ern that for an instant yawned in the smooth!}' cut lawn before us and theu vanished again from sight as if it liai never been.

A shriek from my whistle, mingled with a simultaneous cry of agony Iron Loreen and the bushes in our rear. Wi heard Mr. (iryco rush, but we our selves found it impossible to stir, para lyzed as we were by the sight of the old man's demoniacal delight. He was leaping to and fro over the turf, holding up his fingers in the red sunset glare. "Six!" he shrieked. "Six! And room

for two more. Oh, it's a merry life I lead. Flowers and fruit and lovemaking (Oh, how I cringed at that!), and now and then a little spice like this! But where is my pretty Lucetta? Surely she was here a moment ago. How could she have vanished then so quickly. I do not seo her form amid the trees, there is no traco upon the lawn, and if they search the house from top to bottom and from bottom to top they will find nothing of her—no, not so much as a print of her footstep or the ecent of tho violets she so often wears tucked into her hair."

These last words, uttered in a different voice from the rest, gave the oue to the whole situation. We saw, even while we all bounded forward to the rescne of the devoted maiden, that he was one of those maniacs who haye perfect control over themselves and pass for very decent sort of men exoept in the moment of triumph, and, noting his look of sinister delight, perceived that half his pleasure and almost his sole reward for the horrible crimes he had

REPORT OF-' TH li CONDITION

Citizen's National Bank

AT It A W RDSV I LLE,

I the Stale of Indiana, at tho close of bustness, February 4, 1 Hf)9:-

UKSOIIIICES,

ans and discounts ...... •$'J i:,044.77 indrafts.seeuradaml unseen red 3]81l!B7 S. Bonds to secure circulation 2ri.O0().0B 'ounty and City Bonds 68,767.05 Mas from National Hanks (not. Reserve A cents) ne from Stale Hanks anil Itank

Due from Approved Reserve Agents Chocks anil oilier cash Items Notes of other National Hanks .. Fractional paper eurreney, nickels. ami cents Lawful Money Reserve In Hank, viz: lecte 11.250.26 Legal-tender notes. ir.00tu)0

:edeniptlon fund with O.S. Treasurer (5 per Lent., of eirculat Ion).

t3.t541 .42

9,587.70

9,390.86 li,499.12 5,699.00

202 11

40,259.25 1,125.00

Total $532,926.81 i.iAim.iTiKs. a pit til stock paid in $100,000 00 nrplijH funtl... TiO^OOO.OO ndlvlded profits, less the expenses and taxes paid 8,(89.C8 National Hank notes outstanding 22,600 00 Due to State Hanks and Hankers 02.19 ndlvidual deposits subject to

Check 351,045.07

Total J582.926.84 STATU OKINMANA,COUNTY OF MONTOOMERY.SB 1, C. UOIjl'RA, (.'ashler of the abovo named bank, do solemnly swear that tho above statement Is true to ho best of my knowledge and belief. c. GOLTRA,

1

Cashier.

Subscribed and sworn to before me this lltk day of February, 1899. KOHBRT CALDWELL,

Notary Public.

CORK KCT—Attost: A. 1\ RAMSKY, I P. C. SOMKITVLL.I.R, V-

Wit. E. NICIIOI.SON,

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RBPORTOFTHE CONDITION

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First National Bank

AT CRAWFOKDSVILLE,

In the State of Indiana, at |the closo of business, February 4, 1899. KESOUltUlSS. Loans and discounts.... '.1'.'i...$32al782.79 Overdrafts, secured and unsecured 510.20 U. S. Bonds tosecure circulation... 25,000.00 Municipal and county bonds 28,837.44 Due from approved reserve agents 72,789.48 Duo from other National Banks ... 85,236.29 Other real estato and mortgages ownod 1,000.00 Current expenses and taxes paid.. 696.58 Checks and other cash items 1.962.81 Bills of other banks 3,600.00 Fractional paper currency, nickels and'eents 295.60 Specie 43,578.00 Legal-tender notos 4,600.00 Redemption fund with U.S.Trensurer 5 per cent, of circulation). 1,125.00

Total $641,798.75 1.1A 111 LIT1ES. Ciipital stock paid in $100,000.00 Surplus fund 50,000.08 Undivided profits 17,667.46 National Hank notes outstanding 22.500.00 Individual deposits subject to chock 340.886.29 Demand certificates of deposit 1,700.00

Total $641,793.75 STATEOF 1 N DIANA, COUNTYOF MONTOOMEHY.HB 1, J. E. EVANS, Cashier of the aboro named bank, do solemnly swear that i/lie abovo statement Is true to the best of my knowledge and belief. ..... ..... ,1. K. EVANS, v® Cashier.

Subscribed and sworn to before'mo this 11 t,h day of February, 1899. HVRON It. RUSSELL,

Notary Public.

ConuKCT—Attest: W. P, 11 G. S. DUHIIA.M, Directors.

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pcrputriitod was in tho mystery surrounding his victims and tho entire immunity from suspicion which up to this time he had fancied himself to enjoy. .Meantime .Mr. (iryco had covered tho wrench with his pistol, and his man, who succeeded in reaching tho place even sooner than ourselves, hampered as we were by t.lio almost unpenetrable hedge behind which we had crouched, tried to lift tho grass covered lid we could faintly discern there. But this was impossible until I, with almost superhuman self possession, considering tho imperative nature of tho emergency, found the spring hidden tho well curb which worked the deadly mechanism. A yell from the writhing creature, cowering under tho detective's pistol, guided me unconsciously in its action, and in another moment we saw tho fatal lid lip,-ind disclose what appeared to be tin' remains of a second well, long ago dried up and abandoned for the other.

The rescue of Lucetta followed after move or less diflieulty. As she had fainted in willing she. had not suffered iiitu h, and soon we had the supremo deligiir of seeing her eyes uneloso upon the face of I.Ol'een. •'All." she murmured in a voice whose echo pierced to every heart save that of the guilty wretch now lying liaiideuiti on the sward, "I thought 1 saw Albert., and he was dead, and 1"— liu! here Mr. (Jryce, with an air at once contrite and yet strangely triumphant, interposed his benevolent face between hers and her weeping sister's and whispered something in her ear which turned her pall id cheek to a glowing scarlet. Rising up, she threw her arms around his neck and let bun lift her. As he carried her—where was his rheumatism now out of those baleful grounds and away from tho reach of tho maniac's mingled laughs and cries her face was peace itself. But his—well, liis was a study.

TO BE CONTraUXI).

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