The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, April 28, 1920, Image 9

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VOLU E xxxv. LAURENS, SOUTH CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 28, 1920. NUMBER 41 John, (Continued from Last Week.) . CHAPTER III.-Next day Nelson finds the pearls havo disappeared from the wall saf9. His first idea of informing tho police is not acted upon because qf pe culiar circumstances. Ho has boon dis charged from his position without ado. Cluato explanation or reason, and feels binself involved in something of a mys tery. Ho decides to conduct an investi gation himself. That night Darbara sig male from the window of her apartment. Which is opposite his, and they arrango a meeting for next day. In the morning he finds a note in his room, asking him why he had not informed the police of the loss of thle jewels. CHAPTER IV. I had twice traversed the cross lane near McGowan's Pass tavern waiting for Barbara Bradford. Although it had been my Intention to ride thither I was amazed to learn on applying at two of the stables near the park en trance to hire a horse thnt the few they had there either were owned pri vately or had been already engaged. There was nothing for me to do but to go to my rendezvous on foot. I had almost despaired of Miss Bradford's coming when I spied her cantering slowly along the littne, followed at a decorous distance by a groom. She was lo.king right and left and when she saw ie her fagie brightened but sie rode a few steps past me with no sign of recognition. I was wondering what to make of this lew slight When sio suddenly reined in and allowed the groom to come tip with her. "James," I heard her say to the groom, "my head aches, and the rid ing is lMking it worse. -- Take the horses back to the stable, and I will walk the rest of the way home." "Very well, Miss Bradford," he said, touching his cap, as lie assisted her to alight. She waited until he had vanished and then hastened to thn bench where I was stdated, one I had purposely so lected because it was half hidden by a turn in the road and the branches of a wide-spreading tree. She colored vividly as I rose to greet lir with outstretched hand. "Oh, Mr. Nelson," she crled, "I don't know what you will think of me, ask Ing you to meet ime here. I am in trouble. I must tell someone. I don't know what to dot" "The only thing to do," I suggested, "Is to begiln at the beginning and tell me the whole story. I've sisters of my own. Just pretend you are one of my sisters and let me help you." She looked at me thoughtfully, studyling me as if questioning wheth er or not I was to be trusted, and ap parently deciding in the affirmative, told me an amazing story. "It's nil about my sister, Claire," she began. "She's five year' older than I. She's a lovely girl, but she's-that IS, she usedl to be--mpulsive, roman tic, and headstrong. She and my mother never got along well together, and she was Rent away to boarding school. One winter, it was six years ago, mother was In IEurope and only Dad andl I were at home . . . She sighed sadly. IEvidently her words were bringing back to her mo nments of heartache. "To make a long story short, Claire ran away fromt the school and mar riedl--married a French chauffeur em pilod by a family in the neighbor hood. She took me into her confi dence a week later, and I-well, I told da~d. There was a terrible time about it all. Dad found out that her hus band was already married, had a wife andl child right hero in this city, Hie had the marriage annullledl and man aged to keep everything out of the pa pers. He threatened Claire's husband with prison and made him go back to France. Dad was simply wvonderfnl. No one knew anything about Claire's escapade except ourselves, the prin cipal of the school, and the judge down in Nassau county, who ordered the ma rrlage annullerl. Dad kept moth er abroad until after it was. all over, and to this day she never has heard a wvord about it." "Your father must he a wvonderful man,"'I saidl enthusiastically. "He was," she salid simply. "lie has boen dead two years." "Oh,'I'm so sorry," I cried, " I did not know." "If Dad weore alive he would know what to do. You see, when lie (lied, there was not much money left. We're really little hotter than paupers. We've been living from day to day on our tiny capital, and Mother has boon woking overy wira in nrnnen&AI a on nitt ~for l'ire I wantili to lo something. to go out and earnt a Iivng for m hyself, but sh never would con Claire's priospects if I went inito traile' d o no hing unti aftr Cl i e is s f l tarried." . A robld xpesIncrnintoMher "elwS to ie. bIt no I (on't know. hel t:< ngogeul to ma'rry yoiung I!n'ry 1). Thaiyer*, whlo is wyorth a lot of m~oney, butt somelonet has f'ounid out :ihont he I ''Secret."' " il.i' I shey find out?" I naked e ...:S't I nd irsto1 now the myste iri s p r o' ein c t h e ta r k t h a t h a d btramii t' lh--: Into touch wilth I ar On ri: 1 ''j I. mei hand of rasuen I'd do - ' n blackma l Claire Bred. * 1't. e:I h r .4'ster was trying to save ' tr hee :n-et'sot mystery of all," <' i Miss Iradfonw. "defore .now. iSIlhe tIred over to me all the pn1per's abn the annulment or Claire's ituarit:ge. Somtehow heow seemiiel to rely ont tie ft r more than on either Mother or Claire. ile explained to mne the im prtance or always keeping the), in case the last should ever Cro1) up, but he charge me to see that they alwvays were safely put away where no one could find them." "Where (lid you keep them?" I asked. "In the wall safe in my sitting rooni." "In the wall safe!" I cried, think, ing in bewilderment of the coinci dence that these papers should have had a similar hiding place to the Gas ton jewels which had vanished so strangely. "Yes," she answered, plainly puzzled at my howildernent. "It was an ex cellent hiding pilace. No one but my self had the combination. I don't see now who could have taken them. I found the safe locked as it always wis." "When did you first discover the pa pers were missing?" "Let me see," she pondered. "Claire's engagement was announced at a dinner three weeks ago last Thursday. The newspapers on Sun day carried a brief notice of it. Two days later the first note came." "What note?" She reached into the pocket of her riding habit and drew forth a folded slip of paper. "I brought it with me to show youI here, this is the first one." Like the mysterious note I myself had received only the preceding night, this one was not naclosed in an en velope. It wans just a folded slip, ad dressed in typewriting to "Miss Claire Bradford." On the other side was this message: "What if Thayer knew about your being married before? Ilow much will you give to get those papers back?" "Where did you get this?" I asked. "I found1( it on the floor of my bed room one morning when I got up late. I gave it to my sister wvithout having' read it, thinking she had dropped it there. Sihe read it and screamed and fainted. Fortutnatelyo Mother was out of the house at the time. Naturally I read the note then. I went to the safe and found the documents gone. Claire has been nearly crazy ever since. She insists that it is all my fault. She says I ought to have de stroyed the papers, but I couldn't, could I?" "Of course not," I replied warmly. "You did quite right in keeping them. It was not your fault they were stolen." "I couldn't destroy them. Dad had tok4 me to keep them," she said simply. "What did you do then? Did you tell your mother?" "Oh, no, she must never know. Dad did not want her ever told anything about it. We talked it over, Claire and I, and decidled to putt a personal advertisement in the papers. It sima~ ply said, 'Liberal reward and no ques tions asked for return of important papers.'" "Were there any answers?" "Yes end no. One morning there was a oecondl note." "Delivered like the first?" "Yes, I found it, too, on the floor of my bedroom. IHero it is." -..Mora nm~cond peirpleved .Ihan ever' by the ~roiig raifnlcatiouof the plPts of tho thieves that seemed to involve us both, I took the paper and rend: "Ton thousand is our price for the paperis. Pay it or you'll never marry Thnyer." "Did you go then to meet the man in the park?" "Not until after I got a third note, more, threatening than the first and second. Clairm ayd I talked it over and over, trying to think who could have taken the papers. We only keep two servants now, Sarah and Mary, and they both have been with us since we were chil(iren. It could not have been either of them. They think a much of us as our own nother does." "Do you suppose tho man that she married may have learned of yotr father's death and have returned from France to try to blackmail her?" "We thought of that. The notes did not come from him. They do not read as if a Frenchman wrote them." "Who could it be?" I said more to myself than to her. "Then there was another note," she went on. "It (leman(led that Clairo wear a red cairiatiion and meet the writer in the parki and bring ten thou saiId dollars. That was the time I first moet you. Your presence must have frightened themi off, for we had no more deimands until night before last." (To be continued.) INSURANCE--FIRE AND LIFE AlIEI I II,1I.EE1 INWII001) 31''TAL INSURA NCE ASSOCIA'T'ION l~t:$-.00 pier $1.0100. We reITeseIt several of he best rife Insuranlc ( Comipnies. Alf rvellee l'olice. -sandlIo Itates. SULLIVAN & MADDEN Offie--Old Rolertson lotel Pholl> 1191) ills That you want to buy where you can be sure of getting the very latest in style? That you want to find a store where you can be certain of receiving the finest courtesy, and where you can safely believe every statement made to you by the sales-people? 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