Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 26, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 16 November 1895 — Page 6

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SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS. CHAPTER I.—The narrator of the story, Minnie Trevor, tells how she gets her living am a female commercial traveller. On arriving late one night at a town called Waytoorougb, she finds that all bedroom accom- .. DUa la nAtv. modaUon is taken up. She Is offered, however, abed in a room over the Assise Courts, a room which has evidently been

spying into the Crown Court below. Minnie has a ghastly dream of a murder perpetrated In the court. One of the four men engaged In the murder wears a mark and has a curious star with six points branded on the wrist. She awakes with a scream.

CHAPTER II. WAS IT A DRBAM?

Awoke? Yes! But for the first minute or two I did not in the least realize that I had been asleep. I lay palpitating, gasping, bathed in sweat, with that awful death cry ringing in my ears, expecting momentarily to see the murderers approach and serve me as they had done the unfortunate girl. Presently, emboldened by the silence, I looked fearfully around. The moonlight was still streaming faintly through the window, and by its light I perceived that I was in bed gradually my senses began to return to me, and I sat up, trembling, but more composed. "That was the most frightful dream that mortal ever had," I said to myself, shuddering, and feeling around for the matches, which lay in the shadow on the table by my side. As the light I struck flared up, I caught sight of the fatal trap door. Ah—it was not a dream then, after all, but a frightfully grim reality. I had really witnessed that awful murder, and then thrown myself on to my bed and lost consciousness!

The cold sweat broke out again upon my brow, and I lay back in the bed, and buried my bead beneath the olothes. Presently a kind of horrible fascination began to steal ever me. I felt as though I must get up and look once more through that fatal trap door. I tried to combat the feeling, but it grew too strong for me. I felt as though I were being drawn out of bed against my will. So I dragged my unwilling limbs aoross to the hole and looked fearfully down.

Nothing! No trace of disorder, no murdered girl, no men, no blood stains -where she had fallen—nothing! The place was as silent as night, and perfectly empty!

Confused and giddy, and doubting the evidence of my senses, I got up from the ground and walked to the window. It was a dream, then! God keep me from ever dreaming such another! Would the morning never come? Nothing on earth, I felt, would induce me to lie down on that bed again.

Even as this thought flashed through my mind a strange lassitude began to take possession of all my limbs, my eyelids were as though some invisible hand were forcibly dosing them my legs were giving way beneath me, and I had just sense enough left to perceive that if I did not throw myself on the bed I should fall to the floor. I stumbled to the bedside, and scarcely had my head touohed the pillow when I immediately lost consciousness.

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And now comes the strange part of my story. No Booner was I asleep again than I took up my ghastly dream exactly where I had left it off before! This time of the horrid place to be forgotten. In I was down in the Court—no longer the center of the floor was a kind of cessempty. The masked man—the involun-

t*ry murderer—was lying prone wherQ QUt of whose depths a bloated toad was ltd tad fallen, Unnoticed, while the rest were bending over the body of the other victim. Even, now, if I recall that soene, a feeling of nausea creeps over me, and I see again the murdered girl with the life-blood trickling slowly along the floor from the gaping wound In her forehead—the glazed eyes wide open, and a look of horror frozen into their blue depths.

When, on a later occasion—that of a certain criminal orime—I had to visit that Assize Court with my husband, my first Involuntary look on taking my plaoe was to seek that blood stain on the floor, my next to look upwards for the trap doors in the roof. Of the first, needless to say, no traoe remained the second had been effectually removed, the celling containing the peep holes having been pulled down, and what had served for my bedroom converted Into an open gallery for general publio, the gallery being lighted by the self same window where I had held my vigil with the bats and the moon. In spite of this difference my fancy persisted In peopling the Court with the figures of the murderers and their victim, and the whole of the time the Judge was summing up I oould see in fancy those four figures sitting in solemn conclave round the solicitors' table with their weapons In front of them, the girl's frightened face peeping round the back of the prisoners' dock.

But to return to my dieam. The murderers were evidently consulting together as to what was to be done with the body. "Where are those keys?" said the short, stout man—Bill, the others called him. "The dungeon will be the best plaoe If we can and it, as no one bnt he" pointing to the huddled-up figure on the floor—"knows of Its existence*" "What a fool he is to take it like this I suppose he was fond of the girl," "She was his wife, I think," "They why In thunder didn't he keep and irresistible curiosity. b*r out of the way?" aald the scarmtj "Dear nie, miss," a voice was saying

What a brute yon arel .Weahallhave to make tracks before the poor girl is missed, and our work still undone, dash it all. However, we must not stand ar

gulng here. It will be daylight almost directly. I know where this dungeon 4s —I was here when it was found so get those keys, and we'll put this away."

The masked man was kicked over on to his back, and his pockets rifled then, having found what they sought, two of the men lifted the girl in their arms. ••One of us must stay here, and keep him from making a noise when he oomes to," said the third man, Tim, who seemed now to assume the lead. "You, Mike, had better come with me Bill, you stay here."

Bill grumblingly obeyed. Apparently he didn't relish being left there alone with that gruesome blood-stain on the floor. Like most villains he was a coward at heart.

And now the little procession started, I, in my dream, following close in its wake. Through the prisoners' dock we went, along a stone passage, and out across a queer kind of enclosed yard. There the men laid down their burden while they proceeded to search for a door. It was now very dark—the darkness that so often precedes the dawn, which was indicated already by various faint streaks of light in the sky. The men cursed and swore under their breath as they pushed aside the bushes growing olose up to the wall, without being able to find what they sought. At last Tim discovered a keyhole almost hidden by a straggling piece of ivy, whioh had begun to throw its tendrils across the tiny opening. A considerable amount of force from the two strong shoulders was necessary to make the door move on its rusty hinges, which turned inwards. A blast of cold air seemed to come along the dark, narrow passage which was now revealed. Shouldering their burden once more, the men entered, closely followed by me, as before. A few sharp turns and twistings brought us to a second door, made of what had evidently been stout oak, but which was now nearly rotted away with the damp but its ponderous looks and bolts gave ample testimony as to what its strength had once been. The locks had lately been oiled, and there were also marks where levers had been inserted against the rotten wood to push back the bolts, which all stood undrawn. The old door, however, was so inseoure that one man had to hold it upright, while the other made it slowly turn on its hinges. At last it was fully pulled back, and the secret dungeon was disclosed to view.

What a place! On the floor, which was oozing with black filth, all kinds of loath-

the damp, slimy walls were rank fungoid growths, depending for their nour-

around. This foul den was of ootagonal Bhape, with apparently no means of lighting. On oloser inspection, however, a grating in the roof oould be perceived, whioh had probably in the course of time been built over, and oaused the existence

pool containing more of the black ooze,

in the act of creeping. Round this culmination of filth were fixed upright posts at regular Intervals, from each of whioh depended the remains of a rusty iron ohain, the inference being that the unhappy creatures Imprisoned here In olden times were fastened to these posts—the plaoe being altogether too delightful for prisoners to wander freely about—exposed to every variation of climate through the open grating In the roof over their heads. To think of It! Human beings—men and women—huddled together In one miserable mass, regardless of sex—chained by the leg to these horrible posts, stalled like brute beasts without a tithe of the brute beasts' comforts! One imagination fails to picture such horrors! "They knew how to make folks properly unoomfortable in the good old times," said Tim, as he looked round. "I wonder how many poor souls have snflered here 'for conBolenoe sake?' Many a score, I'll wager." "Come, don't stand their moralizing, but lay her down quickly and let us get out of this," said the other. "Ugh, the very smell turns my stomaob here's a good place, just behind the door—out of sight in case anyone should happen to peep In, which isn't likely."

And with a brutal jest about the means of corruption being so handy—It was Mike who said this—they laid the poor girl down among those creeping horrors on the slimy floor, with her long fair hair for her only shroad Alas, for that lovely hair, with which fond fingers had doubtless often played. And, alas, for the fair cheeks and blue eyes which a lover would be so proud to caress. The pity of it, oh, the pity of It all! Then the rotten old door was closed on the scarce cold body, left, like Blue Beard's unhappy wives, ard, doubUess, many another unhappy one, a sacrifice on the altar of a fatal, though perhaps natural vcv.-.,::

Mike, with a fierce oath. "He'd: "do please wake up, or I shall have to

man, best not give us muoh of this tomfoolery or he may go into the dungeon and keep her company. I always thought he was a white-livered one." If, "No, no, we'll have no more blood-, abed," said the third man, who had not For hitherto spoken. "Ton have spoilt our mora

break open the door."

"Where am I?" I cried, springing up. "Have they found the body? Is it you, Mm. B^ele? Gome In, the door is unlocked./' ,I cot been throtigh that door once during the night?

Why, what time is it?' I asked In surprise. Nigh on ten o'olock, miss that's what made me so uneasy when I came up, and found you was still as sound as a top. Beg pardon, miss, if I'm wrong but they could hardly have been suoh very bad dreams to let you sleep so sound as that, I should think." "Well, that remains to be proved when you hear them meantime, I won't keep you waiting, now, Mrs. Beele. I will make all haste to do justioe to your kind offer of breakfast, and perhaps you would repeat your kindness and come again for me in half an hour, for I should never find my way unassisted."

world, I take it, were it not so. And what I had dreamt was all so consistent, so real the very faot of the thread of the story being taken up in my second sleep exactly where it had left off in the first, added additional proof to my oonviotlon. By the time I was dressed, and ready to appear at the Beele breakfast table, I had fully determined to Insist on a thorough searoh of the premises being made to try and dlsoover that poor murdered girl's body. It is another strange thing that from the very first I never once thought that I had dreamt of some bygone tragedy which had longAgo been brought to light. No, I felt as firmly convlnoed as I ever was about anything In this world, that I was on the traok of some undiscovered orime.

TERRE HAUTESSATTTRDAY EVENING MA-IL,iNOVEMBER816,1895.

"Dear heart alive, what are you say ing, miss? A body? What body? The poor thing's gone suddenly oraoked," heard her mutter. Then aloud, and though coaxing a willful child, "Do bfieo the door now, miss it's looked fast* ohurch, and breakfast- time gone over and all."

Then recollection more fully returned, and I jumped out of bed aod let the worthy soul In. She entered guardedly, as though expecting some sort of out break on my part, and my first words hardly served to re assure her. "I have had the most awful night, Mrs. Belle. 1 cannot tell you what frightful dreams I have hal indeed, can scaroely think they were dreams. Did you hear any noise In the night?" "Noises? Bless your heart, no, miss. If you beard any it must havebeensome drunken man going home they do break out noisy from the public house in Sheep street now and again." "These were no drunken men, Mrs. Beele. But I will tell you all when I'm dressed. By the way, I ought not to intrude any further—I bad better go to the hotel for breakfast." "Indeed, I hope you won't do nothing of the sort,

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never yet turned a guest out without their breakfast, and we ain't a going to begin. No, miss, you make haste and come down I've got a nice little rasher of ham keeping hot for you in the oven, for me and Beele, we finished our breakfasts two hours sgo."

The good lady took the hint and de parted. Truth to tell I was anxious to get rid of her, for I wanted to chink calmly over my night's experiences. Strangely enough, I felt no sense of fear any longer—it may be the bright sunlight had something to do with that— but with every moment the conviction was forcing itself upon my brain that these dreams—or dream, for it was in reality but one—was not due to indigestion or an overheated imagination, but had been sent me for some especial purpose—the discovery of some hideous crime committed in thife very spot—of that I felt as sure as I did of my own ex-r istence. I am no believer in so-called spiritual manifestations, but I did then, and I do still, believe in the significance of dreams. This belief does not accord with my boasted common sense, my readers will say but I cannot agree with them. The best—or worst—of us have

some creatures were crawling, and on some pet weakness or superstition, call it what you will, with whioh to leaven the dead level of our every-day conduct, Ishment on the poisonous exhalations all and this would be but an uninteresting

At the end of the stipulated time Mrs. Beele returned, and found me still struggling with my hair, so long had my meditations hindered my toilette. Hut I would not let her depart again without me it would have required some courage on my part to go down those stairs and through the Assize Court alone. I did not at all relish it as it was, with my hostess for company, but tak lng my courage "in both hands," as the saying Is, I passed quickly through and out Into the corridor beyond. As we went on I was wondering what had been the masked man's fate had the ruffians taken him off with them, or had they removed a dangerous witness by adding another victim to cover the first crime. "I am sorry to hear from my wife that you bad an unpleasant night, miss,"be gan my dapper little host when we at last appeared. "If I might make so bold, now, did you eat anything to dis agree with you last evening, miss, at the hotel? That does produce bad dreams sometimes you know."

He spoke with an apologetic air, as though afraid of wounding my harassed feelings, and at the same time wishful to vindicate the slumber-producing quail ties of the comfortable bed in the attic room. "I

think my modest supper is innocent of what you accuse it," I answered/ smiling faintly. "I have had a most ghastly dream—there is no gain-saying that—and I will tell you all about it. But first, has any murder ever been committed within the walls of the Assise Courts?" "Not as ever I heard on, miss," was the answer. "A murder! Dear heart alive, no!"

I knew beforehand what the answer would be—the crime was an undiscovered ofie! "Then what I dreamt about most have

happened leng ago. I shall ask your help, Mr. Beele, In unraveling this mys tery."

The little man looked grave, as though some misfortune wen, impending. "Beg pardon, miss," he began, clear log his throat. "But I hope it ain't nothing of a disagreeable nature, like that would get me and the missus here into trouble? That would be rather hard at our time of life."

I hastened to assure him that it would be the last thing Ishould think ef doing —to get him into trouble after his kindness to me in my hour of need.

The worthy pair absolutely laughed out loud in derision when, having fin ished, both my breakfast and my story, over the latter of which they looked grave but sceptical, I demanded that we should immediately institute a search for the dungeon In which—In my dream —I bad seen the murderers deposit their viotim. "Bless your heart, miss," said Beele, "there isn't a nook or cranny I haven't explored in the old place, to say nothing of all tbe antiquarians, as they call them selves, and tbe Americans who come to visit us

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noses itiio every blessed thing, and nothing esc»» pps them, I promise you. There isn't a corner I don't know and haven't examined a dozen times over, and no suoh dungeon as you speak of exists in these Assize Courts you may take my word for that with a clear conscience." "Are there no cellars?" I asked. "Cellars enough, and to spare likewise tbe cells used by the prisoners when they come up from the prison to be tried But there's no dead bodies hidden in them why, the places, cellars and all, are regularly inspeoted twice a year by the visiting justices, and if there bad been such a thing, even up the chimneys or under tbe floors, it would have been discovered pretty quickly, for it isn't long since all the floors were taken up and relaid."

This was discouraging, certainly, and ought to have convinced me of the fallacy of my idea that a murder had been done within these walls—only somehow it did not.

I shook my head. "Somewhere or other on these premises there is a dead body concealed—of that I am as firmly convinced as though I had seen it put there—nay, I did see ii, as clearly as I see you now. If you cannot show me over the underground parts of the building I shall apply for a jus tices' order to view them, for search I must and will." "For the matter of that, and if it will set your mind at rest, I can show you the cellars on my own responsibility, miss there's nothing to prevent me. But you'll find no octagon dungeon, or any other sort of dungeon—that I'll swear."

And muttering to himself about "girls and their fads," and "thinking themselves so much wiser than other folkaj' the oKI man lighted a candle and prepared to conduct me through the underground regions.

We were turning to the right on entering tbe main building, but I stopped him at once. "No, I want to go through the stone passage leading from the back of the prisoners'dock."

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