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thai M I THE INDIAN DRUM By William Macliarg and Edwin Baitner U\. SLUGGEDl SYNOPSIS -Wealthy and highly placed In the Chicago business world, Benjamin Corvet Is something of a recluse and a mystery to his associates. After a stormy interview with his partner, Henry Spearman, Corvet seeks Constance Sherrill. daughter of his other business partner, Lawrence Sherrill, and secures from her a promts# not to marry Spearman until he raturns. He then disappears. Sherrill learns Corvet has written to a certain Alar. Conrad, in Blue Rap- Ida, Kansas, and exhibited strange agitation over the matter. Corvet's letter summons Conrad, a youth of unknown parentage, to Chicago. Aiars arrives in Chicago. From a statement of Sherrill it seems probable Conrad Is Corvet's illegitimate •on. Corvet haa deeded his bouse and Its contents to Alan, who takes possession. That night Alan discovers a man ransacking the desks ana bureau drawers in Corvet's apartments. The appearance of Alan tremendously agitates the intruder, who appears to think him a ghost and raves of "the Mlwaka." After a struggle the man escapes. Next day Alan learns from BherriU that Corvet has deeded his entire property to him. Introduced to Spearman, Alan is astonished at the discovery that he Is the man whom he had fought in his house the night before. Alan tells no one of his strange encounter, but In a private interview taxes Spearm ib with the fact. Spearman laughs at and defies him. Spearman poisons Constance's mind against Alan. CHAPTER VIII--Continued. ? ' -7- a Chippewa, aren't you, Judah?" Alan asked. "Yes." "lour people live al the other end of the lake, don't theyT* » , , , "Yes, Alan." . „ 4 "Have you ever heard «f the ImHun . Drum they talk about np there, that they say sounds when a ship goes • down on the lake?" The Indian's eyeb sparkled excitedly. "Yes," he said. - ; * Do you believe in Itf* "Not just believe; I know. Everybody knows that it sounds for those who die on the lake. I hafe heard it It sounded for my father." "How was that?" "Like this. My father sold some bullocks to a man on Beaver island. The man kept store on Beaver island, Alan. No Indian liked him. He would not hand anything to an Indian or wrap anything !• paper for an Indian. Say it was like this: An Indian comes In to buy salt pork. First the man would get the money. Then, Alan, he would take his hook and pull the pork op out of the barrel and throw It on the dirty floor for the Indian to pick up. He said Indians must take their food off of the floor--like dogs. "My father had to take the bullocks to the man, across to Beaver Island. At first the Indians did not know who the bullocks were for, so. they helped bim. When they found out the bullocks were for the man on Beaver island, the Indians would not help him a Chtppewa, Aren't Judah?" Alan Asked. any longer. He had to take them across alone. Besides, It was bad weather, the beginning of a storm. "He went away, and my mother went to pick berries--I was small then. Pigtty soon I saw my mother coming bask. She had no berries, and her hair was hanging down, and she was wailing. She took me In her arms and •aid my fatner was dead. Other Indians came around and asked her how she knew, and she said she heard the Drum. The Indians found my father's bodjr." "Did you ever hear at a ship called the Mlwaka. Judahr* "That was long ago," the Indian an- ' twered. "They say that the Drum beat wrong when the Mlwaka went down*-- that it was one beat slkort of the right number." , "That was long ago," Wassaquam : merely repeated. r "Did Mr. Corvet ever speak to yon about the Mlwaka r* "No; he asked me once If I had ever ^^Ijeard the Drum. I told him." n Wassaquam removed the dinner and brought Alan a dessert. He returned to stand in the place across the table - that Alan had assigned to him, and stood loeklng down at Alan, steadily *nd thoughtfully. I "Do I look like any one you erer saw k' lief ore, Judah?" Alan Inquired of him. &if ' "No." "Is that what you are thinking?" iV •That Is what I was thinking. Will be served in the library, Alan?" -- * to the library and wati ed himself In the chair where his father had been accustomed to sit. Wassaquam brought him the single small cup of coffee, lit the spirit lamp on the smoking stand and moved that over; then he went away. When he had finished his coffee, Alan went into the smaller connecting room and recommenced his examination of the drawers under the bookshelves. At ten o'clock, Alan stopped his search and went back to the chair In the library. He dozed; for he awoke with a start and a feeling that some one had been bending over him, and gazed up Into Wassaquam's face. The Indian had been scrutinizing hiro with intent, anxious inquiry. He moved away, but Alan called him hack. "When Mr. Corvet disappeared, Judah, you went to look for him up at Mnnlstlque, where he was born--at least Mr. Sherrill said that was where you went. Why did you think you might find him there?" Alan asked. "In the end, I think, a man maybe goes back to the place where he began. That's all, Alan." "In the end! What do yon mean by thatf What do yon think has become of Mr. Corvet?" "I think now--Ben's dead." "What makes you think that?" "Nothing makes me think; I think It myself." "I see. Yon mean yon have no reason more than others for thinking it; but that is what you believe." "Yes." Wassaquam went away, and Alan heard him on the back stairs, ascending to his room. f When Alan went np' to his own room, after making the rounds to see that the house was locked, a droning chant came to him from the third floor. He paused In the hall and listened, then went up to the floor above. A flickering light came to him through the half-open door of a room at the front of the house; he went a little way toward It and looked in. Two thick candles were burning before a crucifix, below which the Indian knelt, prayer book in hand and rocking to and fro as he droned bis supplications. A word or two came to Alan, but without them Wassaquam's occupation was plain; he was praying for the repose of the dead--the Catholic chant taught to him. as it had been taught undoubtedly to his fathers, by the French Jesuits of the lakes. The intoned chant for Corvet's soul, by the man who had heard the Drum, followed and still came to Alan, as he returned to the second floor. He had not been able to determine, during the evening, Wassaquam's attitude toward him. Having no one else to trust, Alan had been obliged to put a certain amount of trust In the Indian; so as he had explained to Wassaquam that morning that the desk and the drawers in the little room off Corvet's had been forced, and had warned him to see that no one, who had not proper business there, entered the house. Wassaquam had appeared to accept this order; but now Wassaquam had Implied that It was not because of Alan's order that he had refused reporters admission to the house. Alan started and went quickly to the open door of his room, as he heard voices now somewhere within the house. One of the voices he recognized as Wassaquam's; the other indistinct, thick, accusing--was unknown to him; it certainly was not SiJearman's. He descended swiftly to the first floor, and found Wassaquam standing in the front hall, alone. "Who was here, Judah?" Alan demanded. "A man," the Indian answered'stol idly. "He was drunk; I put him out." "What did he come for?" "He came to see Ben. f mit him out; he is gone, Alan." • * Alan flung open the front door and looked out, but he saw no one. "What did he want of Mr. Corvet, Judah ?" "I do not know,, I told him Ben was not here; he was angry, but he went away." "Has he ever come here before?" "Yes; he comes twice." , "He has been here twice?" "More than that; every year he comes twice, Alan. Once he came oftener." "How long has he been doing that?" "Since I can remember." "Is he a friend of Mr. Corvet?" "No friend--no I" "But Mr. Corvet saw bin when be came here?" "Always, Alan." "And you don't know at- all what be came about?" "IIow should I know? No; I do not." Alan got his coat and hat The sudden disappearance Of the man might mean only that he had hurried away, but It might mean, too, that he was still lurking near the house. Alan had decided to make the circuit of the house and determine that. But as he came out on to the porch, a figure more than a block away to the south strode with uncertain step out into the light of a street lamp, halted and faced about, and shook his fist back at the house. Alan dragged the Indian out on to the porch. "Is that the man, Judah?" be dehanded. ' "Yes, Alan." Alan ran down the steps and at fiill speed after the man. But when he reached the corner, he was nowhere in sight. Alan retraced his steps for Beveral blocks, still looking; then he gave It up and returned east toward the Drive. The side street leading to the Drive was not well lighted; dark entry ways and alleys opened on It; but the night was clear. Alan could see at the end of the street, beyond the yellow glow of the distant boultvard lights, the smooth, chill surface of tbe tak* A. white light rode above it; now, below the white light, he saw a red speck-- the masthead and port lanterns of a steamer northward bound. Farther out, a second white glow appeared from behind the obscuration of the buildings and below it a green speck-- a starboard light. Information he had gained enabled him to recognize In these lights two steamers passing one another at the harbor mouth. Ills thoughts turned to Constance Sherrill. Events since he had talked with her that morning had put them far apart once more; but, in another way, they were being drawn closer together. For he knew now that she was caught as well as he in the mesh of consequences of nets not their own. He staggered, slipped, fell suddenly forward upon his knees, under a stunning, crushing blow upon his head from, behind. Thought, consciousness almost lost, be straggled, twisting him- He Staggered, Slipped, Fell Suddenly Forward Upon His Knees Under a Stunning, Crushing Blow Upon His Head From Behind. , self about to grasp at his assailant. He caught the man's clothing, trying to drag himself up; fighting blindly, dazedly, unable to see or think, he shouted aloud and then again, aloud. He seemed ih the distance to hear answering cries; but the weight and strength of the other was bearing him down again to his knees; he tried to slip aside from it, to rise. Then another blow, crushing and sickening, descended on his head; even hearing left him and, unconscious, he fell forward on to the snow and lay still. chapter ix, A Walk Beside the Lake. "The name seems like Sherrill," the Interne agreed. "He said It before when we had him on the table upstairs ; and he has said it now twice distinctly--Sherrill." "His name, do you think?" "I shouldn't say so; he seems trying to speak to some one named Sherrill. There are only four Sherrills In the telephone book, two of them In Evanston and one way out In Mlnoota." The other?" They're only about,, six blocks from where he was picked up; but they're on the Drive--the Lawrence Sherrills." The Interne whistled softly and looked more interestedly at his patient's features. "He'll be conscious some time during the day, there's only a slight fracture, and--perhaps you'd better call the Sherrill house, anyway. If he's not known there, no harm done; and if he's one of their friends and he should . . ." The nurse nodded and moved oft. Thus It was that at a quarter to five Constance Sherrill was awakened by the knocking of one of the servants at her father's door. Her father went down stairs to the telephone Instrument where he might reply without disturbing Mrs. Sherrill Constance, klmona over her shoulders, stood at the top of the stairs and waited. It became plain to her at once that whatever had happened bad bfea> to Alan Conrad. *. ! "Yes. . . . Yes. . •<' , Yon are giving nim every possible cart? . . , At once." She ran part way down the stairs and met her father as he came up. He told her of the situation briefly. "He was attacked on the street late la$t night; he was unconscious when they found him and took him to the hospital, and has been unconscious ever since. No one can say yet bow seriously he is injured." She waited in the hall while her father dressed, after calling the garage on the house telephone for him and ordering the motor. When he had gone, she returned anxiously to her rooms; he had promised to call her after reaching the hospital and as soon as he had learned the particulars of Alan's condition. It was ridiculous, of course, to attach any responsibility to her father or herself for what had happened to Alan--a street attack such as might have happened to any one --yet she felt that they were in part responsible. They had let him go to live alone in the house In Astor street with no better adviser than Wassaquam. Now, and perhaps because they had not warned him, he had met injury and. It might bfe, more than mere Injury; he might be dying. Something which had disturbed and excited Alan had happened to hlin on the first night he had passed in that house; and now, it appeared, he had been prevented from passing a second night there. What had prevented him had been an attempted robbery upon the street, her father had said.. But suppose it had been something else than robbery. She could not formulate more definitely this thought, but it persisted; she could not deny it entirely and shake it off. To Alan Conrad, In the late afternoon of that day, this same thought was coming far more definitely and far more persistently. He had been awake and sane since shortly after noonday. The pain of a head which ached throbbingiy and of a body bruised and sore was beginning to give place to a feeling merely of lassitude--a languor which rpvlslted Incoherence upon him when he tried to think. The man who had assailed him had meant to kill; he had not been any ordinary robber. That purpose, blindly recognized and fought against by Alan in their struggle, had been unmistakable. Only the chance presence of passersby, who had heard Alan's shouts and responded to them, had prevented the execution of his purpose, and had driven the man to swift flight for his own safety. A little before six Constance Sherrill and Spearman called to inquire after him and weire admitted for a few moments to his room. She came to him, bept over him, while she spoke the few words of sympathy the nurse allowed to her; she stood back then while Spearman spoke to him. In the succeeding days he saw her nearly every day. accompanied always by her father or Spearman; it was the full two weeks the doctors had Insisted on his remaining in the hospital before he saw her alone. They had brought him home, the day before--she and her father, in the motor--to the house on Astor street. He had insisted on. returning there, refusing the room In their house which they had offered ; but the doctor had enjoined outdoors and moderate exercise for^hlm, and she had made him prot&tie to come and walk with her. He went to the Sherrill house about ten o'clock, and they walked northward toward the park. "There Is something I have been wanting to ask you," she said. "Yes." "That night when you were hurt--It •was for robbery, they said. What do you think about It?" She watched him as he looked at her and then away; hut his face was completely expressionless. "The proceedings were a little too rapid for me to Judge. Miss Sherrill.'4 "But there was no demand upon yon to give over your money before yon swere attacked?"- ' "No." She breathed a little more quickly. "It must be a strange sensation," she observed, "to know that some one has tried to kill you." "It must, indeed." "You 'mean you didn't think that he tried to kill you?" "1 was hardly In a condition, Miss Sherrill, to appreciate anything about the man at all. Why do you ask?" "Because--" She hesitated an Instant. "If you were attacked to be killed, It meant that you must have been attacked as the son of--Mr. Corvet. Then that meant--at least it implied--that Mr. Corvet was killed, that he did not go away. You see that, of course." "Were you the only one who thought that? Or did some, one speak to yon about itr "No one did; |/«poke tf father. Be thought--" "Yes." "Well, If Mr. Corvet was murdered I'm following what father thought, yon understand--it Involved something a good deal worse perhaps than anything that could have been Involved If he had only gone away. The facts we had made It certain that--If what had happened to him Was death at the hands of another--he must have foreseen theft death and, seeking no protection for himself ... It Implied, that he preferred to die rather than to ask protection--that there was something whose concealment he thought* mattered even more to him than life.;' It--it might have meant that he considered his life was . . . due to whomever took it." Her voice, which had become very low, now ceased. She was speaking to Alan of his father--a father whom he had never known, and whom he could not have recognized by sight until she showed him the picturea few weeks before; but she was speaking of his father. "Mr. Sherrill didn't fee1 that It was necessary for him to do anything, even though he thought that?" "If Mr. Corvet r/as dead, we could do him no good, surely, by telling this to the police; if the police succeeded in finding out all the facts, we would be doing only what Uncle Benny did not wish--what he preferred death to. We could not tell the police about It without telling them all about Mr. Corvet, too. So father would not let himself believe that you had been attacked to be killed. He had to believe the police theory was sufficient." Alan made no comment at mice. "Wassaquam believes Mr. Cormet la dead," he said finally. "He told me to Does your father believe that?" I think be Is beginning to believe It" 'Tve not told any one," be said, now watching her, "how I happened to be out of the house that night. I followed a man who came there to the house. Wassaquam did not know his name. He did not know Mr. Corvet was gone; for he came there to see Mr. Corvet. He was not an ordinary friend of Mr. Corvet's; but he had come there often. Wassaquam did not know why. Wassaquam had sent the man away, and I ran out after him; but I could not find him." He stopped an Instant, studying her. "That was not the first man who came to the house," he went on quickly, as she was about to speak. "I found a man in Mr. Corvet's house the first night that I spent there. Wassaquam was away, you remember, and I was alone in the house." "A man there in the house?" she repeated. "He was going through Mr. Corvet's things--not the silver and all that, but through his desks and files and cases. He was looking for something--something which he seemed to want very much; when I interfered, it greatly excited him. I frightened bUn. ^ Be thought I was a ghost." > . v r "A ghost. Whose ghost?" . He shrugged. "I don't know; some one whom he seemed to have known pretty well--and whom Mr. Corvet knew, he thought." "Why didn't you tell ns this before?** "At least--I am telling you now, Miss Sherrill. I frightened him, and he got away. But I had seen him plainly. I can describe him. . . . You've talked with your father, of the possibility that something might 'happen' to me such as, perhaps, happened to Mr. Corvet. If anything does happen to me, a description of the man may . . . prove useful." Then clearly and definitely as he could, he described Spearman to her. She did not recognize the description; he had known she would not. Had not 8pearman been in Duluth? Beyond e®e®e®e0e®e®e®e®e®e®o®«®e®e<s>e©e®»®e®e®e®e®e®»©e®e®e THIS STORY IS HARD TO CREDIT If True, However, It 8hows the Remarkable Subtlety of the Mind of the Oriental. One Ingenious If dishonest native of India turned his dark skin to excellent account. One of the European examiners of Calcutta university, says Lord Frederic Hamilton In his book "Days Before Yesterday," told me that there had been a great deal of trouble about the examination papers; by sofne means or other the native students always managed to obtain what we may term "advance" copies of the papers. My informant had accordingly devised a scheme to stop the leakage. Instead of having the papers printed In the usual fashion he called in the services of a single white printer on whom be could rely. The white printer received the papers early cm the morning of the day designated for the examination and duly set them up on a hand press bad a previous knowledge of the questions. How had they managed It? Eventually it appeared that the coolie, taking advantage of the momentary absence of the white printer, had whipped off his loin cloth, sat dofwn on the "form" and then replaced his solitary garment. When he was obliged to strip on going out the printing Ink did not show on his dark skin; and all that he had to do was to sit down on a large sheet of white paper for the. questions to be printed off on it. Then, with the aid of a mirror, the students could easily read them. The oriental mind Is subtle. PluniJ# Hidden Betitnd Wainscoting in Various Rooms in ; Detroit Robber's House, DODGES MANY TRAPS la Caught in the Act of Robbing Po- Hfeman'e Home and I* Hit on ;Head by Brick While Shooting at Police--Old Offender. Detroit, Midi.--In Fred Letnhagen, forty-two, who was felled with a brick and captured while firing his revolver at Patrolman William A, Emllng and the latter's brother, Eli, when they surprised him in the act of robbing the patrolman's home, the old-timers In the police department recognized an old acquaintance. They said they remembered Lemhagen as the burglar who had terrorized the East side over a period of several years prior t» 15 years ago, but since that time he was believed to have "gone straight." His Peculiarity. When he was lodged In Receiving hospital, under police guard, suffering from a severe laceration on the head and possible fracture of the skull from the brick, the veterans of the force said they remembered Lemhagen's peculiarity in the burglary line during his career almost a score of years ago. Inspector Schuknecht went In persbn at the head of a squad to search Lemhagen's home. They found a false panel In the linen chest covering a cubby bole, which disclosed $87 in bills when they slid the panel aside. Behind the wainscoting In various rooms of the house they found pockets for plunder drilled and cut Into the walls and out of them they took a cigar boxful of rings, wrist watches, men's watches, cuff buttons, pencils and one revolver. Jewels Scattered About. Tbe jewelry was scattered about In small consignments, two or three rings or Other pieces of jewelry being found in the various "woodpecker nests" that Lemhagen had made to hide his plunder. Rings and diamonds were found In half a dozen other recesses. Police declare they are satisfied Iifiinhn(grn is the "Kfiflf gMto jwn^u" ' '-in-A , ' • .v*-' I 3 ffl Felled With a Brick. who has perpetrated job after job within a radius of a mile of his home, dodging dragnets and plans laid for him. He made a clean ^'getaway" with thousands of dollars' worth of jewelry and cash. He Is a carpenter and locksmith. His home Is in the fashionable Indian Village district. * PiU» uid should help you, bor! An Illinois Case Mrs. R. T. CompileSt., your nrt§h~ ton, 624 Grove De Kalb, 111 Iy»: "My kidneys gave me trouble. I always f e l t lame through my back and had miserable pains and weakness through it. My back felt ready to go to pieces. 8harp pains darted through my back and kidneys every time I twisted my body. Doan's Kidney Pills cured permanently." Cat Doaafr at Aay Stan, 0Oe a Bee doan's v.isy PORBR^OLBURN CO, BUFFALO, SC. V, : ** * • 1 •' \ ** 1 X ' ' \ -"K • "V - k • • •'1V * '< v. * i *; f> • < v • <?••• iij=v ---->The Healthy I Shaving Soap I f%H--« Wrap dan urn Hlmuls LAWYERS NOT ALL GRASPING •> f Here's One Man Willing to Testify :. 'TlMM Seine of the Tribe a Heart, ' ' , 1 * J j* - 'Count Armand da Bucamp, the Belgian publicist, said the other day in an interview: "When I hear of any good thing coming out of Germany I wink my eye and think of the story about the lawyer. " 'Gents,' a fat man said in a hotel smoking room, 'I hate to hear yon lambasting lawyers the way you've been doing. A lawyer last year made me a present of r; t , v "'Yes, he dldP • * "'Come off I' "•What are yon 8' . "But these gibes and Jeers didnt move the fat man. "'It's the solemn truth, gents,' he said. 'You see, I was Injured In a railroad accident last year, and this lawyer sued the railroad company, and got $5,000 damages. His bill was $5,150, but he didn't say a word about the $150 balance. He made hm- 'a present of It"* OBJECT LESSON FOR YOUTH •M Gentleman Couldn't See Why the Youngster Considered He !/ "Had No Chance." Wealth is variously estimated la different parts of the country. ^ Jlmmle Glower had grown to man-'; hood In one of the most inaccessible little country villages imaginable. Wearying at last at the monotony of his life, he grew eager to leave the -' fields and lanes of his childhood. His father was a quiet old man of much local renown and stoutly op- . posed to his son's desire to go to the great and wicked cities, "But what chance has a young fel- " low got to get on in a little place like:, this, I'd like to know?" gloomily demanded Jlmmle. "What chance?" ejaculated his father. "Why, just look at. me, my son. When I first came here I didn't have nothing,--not nothing I And Just look at me now---I have got nine dcgsl" , V* V • ;y The Radio Craze. A .Chicago schoolboy has equipped bis little sister's baby buggy with aradio receiving set so that when he bas to watch her in the afternoon he' tunes In, catches a concert, then goes and plays ball while baby is lulled to Sle^p by sweet, ethereal music. ' V: A self-made man borrows thirds of his ideas In the operation---, most of them good. < Qlaae Resists Fir*. There is a product called "wire glass," which, it appears, presents a most effective barrier against fire. It consists simply of a meshwork of wire embedded In a glass plate. Even Inside the building. He had one as- j when licked by flames and raised to a sistant, a coolie who was clad only ID r*d heat it does not fall to pieces, and loin cloth and turban; by no possibility i it has been shown In many cases thnt. j could he conceal any papers about his I employed in windows and skylights, person. J wire-glass not only resists the heat In spite of these precautions, how- i or fire, but also the shattering effects ever, It soon became clear at the ex-1 cf cold water poured over It while amination that sane of tbe student* (it is yet glowing hof ' Z , "It Must Be a Stranpe Sensation," 8he Observed, "to Knew That Someone Has Tried to Kill You." that, was not connection of Spearman with the prowler In Corvet's house the one connection of all most difficult for her to make? They were silent as they went on toward her home. He had said all he could, or dared to say; to tell her that the man had been Spearman would not merely have awakened her Incredulity; It would have destroyed credence utterly. A definite change In their relation to one another had taken place during their walk. The fullness, the frankness of the sympathy there had been between them almost from their first meeting, had gone; she was quite aware, he saw, that he had not frankly answered her questions; she was aware that in some way he had drawn back from her and shut her out from his thoughts about his own position here- But he had known that this must be so; It had been his first definite realization after his return to consciousness in the hospital when, knowing now her relation to Spearman, he had found all questions whlcb concerned his relations with the pe^ pie here made Immeasurably more acute by the attack upon him. She asked him to come in and Stay for luncheon, as they reached her home, but she asked it without urging; at his refusal she moved slowly up the steps. ACID THROWN UPON for Life, New YorH Woman > >4; .c'^^Accuees Wooer She Discouraged. • ,<• •<"' Brighton Heights, N. Y.--Miss Rose Bessaye, twenty-eight," a nurse In the office of Dr. Ernest Kutcher, dentist, will be scarred for life by acid, thrown over the right side of her face and shoulders. At the hospital it is said the acid did not injure her eyes. The police took up the search for James O'Brien. Miss Bessaye told the police she answered a ring of the rear doorbell and saw O'Brien standing there, holding a bottle. Then the acid was thrown upon her. She screamed and O'Brien fled, she asserted. Not a word was said by either. 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