'' ' T 1 ?? C rea t Jfouel. P M NTV-A THE JOINT WORK OF W.ML&m. w. H.Ballou, Ella Wheeler Wilcox, MaJ. Alfred C. Calhoun, i'' W A,an Dale > Howe & Hummel, Pauline Hall, Inspector Byrnes, ' John L. Sullivan, 1 ' T TTn' Nell Nelson, Mary Eastlake, P. T. Barnum. Bill Nye, Synopsis of Previous Chapters. Chapter I—By W. H. Ballon.—Henry Hen- Bhall, a young artist, while traveling In u parlor ear, mentally sketches the personnel of his ideal wife. To his astonishment he sees his ideal reflected in the mirror, she being one of a party of four, consisting of an old man, pre sumably her father, a governess and a man with a villainous countenance. He mak.-s a sketch of the party. He determines to make her acquaintance, but upon arising in the morning finds that the train has been in the depot some hours, and that the party of four has disappeared. Chapter 2By Ella Wheeler Wilcox.—Mr. Crawford, his daughter Edna. Miss Brown, a governess, and Dr. Wutson occupy a iiat on West Thirty-eighth street. Their names are all assumed to hide some secret. Edna tells her father that she hates Dr. Watson and objects to his presence in the house, but Mr. Crawford insists that the doctor's presence is necessary to him. Watsou possesses hypnotic influence over Edna, and is leugued with Miss Brown in a secret compact. A month later Henshall recognizes Watson at a hypnotic ex hibition. By means of the sketch made in the car a detective locates the doctor, but upon calling finds the party has moved. The same day a strange woman called seeking a Dr. Henshaw, and leaves muttering threats against l)r.AVatson or Henshaw. Chapter 3—By Maj. Alfred C. Calhoun.—A defective calls at IlcushalPs studio aud says that he saw Dr. Watson talking to a woman. He shadowed the woman to a boarding house. . llcnshall's father calls and tells the young artist that he is in the power of Banker Hurt man, who can ruin him. He implores his son to marry the banker's daughter and thus save him. Henry promises reluctantly to do so. Meanwhile the Crawfords have moved further up town. Edna's hatred of Dr. Watson in creases, and Anally she leaves the house. While writing an advertisement in the World oflice a man asks her to read his advertisement to see if it is spelled correctly. The advertisement is for a female violinist. Chapter 4 By Alan Palo.—Henshall in time becomes engaged to Lena Martmun. Miss Hurl man has a Mrs. Smith for a companion. The artist calls one day when Lena is out, and finds upon the floor a brooch containing a por trait of Dr. Watson. It was dropped by Mrs. Smith who returns to seek for her property and ilnds it in llensliali's hand. Explanations follow, and Henshall learns that I)r. Watson is Mrs. Smith's husband, that his name is Leopar dl and that he is a hypnotist. He has numer ous alliases, llenshaw being among the num ber. He abandoned his wife two months after marriage, and she has since been seeking him for revenge. Mrs. Smith ami llenshull agree to join forces. v.—TWO ON A TRAIL. By WILLIAM F, HOWE, Assisted by ABE HUMMEL. Illustrated by A. B. SHULTZ. (Copyright. All righto reserved.J "Vy dis is Dr. Henshaw, ain'd it?" ex claimed Herr Steinmetz as he laid his great hand on the shoulder of a man walking rapidly past him on lower Broadway. "Vere haf you pin all dis time? Haf you your old frents forgot?" The doctor was in anything but an amiable frame of mind when his medi tations were suddenly cut short by this inopportune recognition by an old ac quaintance. With a deep frown on his brow ho lifted his piercing eyes to Stein metz's face and curtly returned the greeting. The German pulled him out of the way of the crowd to the edge of the curbstone and plied him with questions. Was he still lecturing? What was he doing in New York? Whero had he been buried out of sight for so long? He replied that ho had settled down to practice his profession in New Or leans, and had had no opportunity to meet his former acquaintances. He was spending a few days in the city to trans act business of the utmost importance, and he was then on his way to keep an appointment that he oould not delay, us it wns already getting late. "So," said Herr Steinmetz, "bud yon must gome und see me. My gousin Heinrich Neulsirger, your olt manager, Is here and he will vant to talk vid you vile you stay in Now York. Can't yon gome to-nide?" "I think I can," returned the doctor, who was shifting around anxiously, and evidently dosirod to make the interview as short as possible. He was perfectly willing to promise to see his former manager, but if there was any one man he had particular reason to avoid, that man was Heinrich Neuberger. "You must gome to my goncert," con tinued Herr Steinmetz. "Id vill he grant. I haf disgofered a now Camilla Urso, a greader blayer dan Matam Urso over. She vill make her deput to-nide at Stein way hall. You are a musician: you must hear her." Putting the proffered complimentary ticket into his pocket the dootor, to end the interview, said "Good-by," and har ried through the first door he noticed, through the Schermerliorn building to Wall street and then down past the sub treasury and the custom house to the Hanover square station of the elevated railroad. Henry Henshall, who had been down town to see his father, happened to bo riding on tho same train us the doctor, hut ho was so deeply engrossed in his thoughts that ho did not notice the for mer husband of his flancee'B companion as he passed through the car looking for a seat. Tho young artist was downhearted, and as the train sped up town ho won dered what to do with himself to while away the evening. He did not care to go to his club, he . had no reason to go home and he had told Miss Hartmau not to expect him Bjitil Saturday. When the guard yelled "Fourteenth street" he suddenly deter mined to leave the train and tako a table d'hote dinner at one of the Italian res taurants in that portion of the city. After his meal ho enjoyed a good cigar, and then startqd to walk leisurely over toward Union Square, along tho north side of Fourteenth street. Before he had taken many stops his artistic eye was attracted by the well rounded figure of a girl just ahead of him, who carried a leather music roll in her hand. There was something familiar in her appear ance, and he quickened his pace to get a bettor look at her. The next moment he knew that she was the ideal with whom his brain had been filled since he first caught a glimpse of her in tho Wagner car. His first impulso was to lift his hat and address her, but he restrained himself, knowing that sho would undoubtedly re- Bent his impertinence. He resolved to find out where sho went, howe-er, and permitted her to get several feet in advance, but not very far, as he feared to lose Bight of her in the crowd that was hurrying along tho thoroughfare toward the places of amuse ment. As tho girl reached the corner of Irving place she camo suddenly face to face with a man in whom Henshall rec ognized the younger of the two men who had been traveling with her on the New York Central railroad. She looked down and triod to pass him. "I um very glad to meet you thus un expectedly, Miss Crawford," sarcastically remarked tho doctor, detaining her with his hand. "Let me go; I have nothing to say to yon," sho exclaimed, looking up at him appealingly and shrinking from his grasp. For a moment Henshall stood irreso lute. He saw that the girl wished to es cape from the man, who seemed deter mined not to let her go; but he could not tell what their relutions had been or how his interference would be taken. Again he heard her plead to bo let alone, and she turned her eyes toward him as if to appeal for help. He saw that great, dewy tears were stealing out upon her long eyelashes, and he hesitated no lonorar lie lif ted hl* pierviw <eyes to fIICC. "What do you menu, sir, by insulting an unprotected lady?" he cried, jumping forward and giving tho doctor a shove with such violence as to nearly throw him over the iron fence around the Academy of Music. Ho pushed forward in front of the girl, who immediately left, and he shook his fist in the face of her astonished acquaintance. "You deserve to be thrashed within an inch of your life," he continued, "and I feel very much inclined to give you a severe chastisement to teach you bettor manners." "Come, get away from here. I will not stand any more of this nonsense," re turned the physician. "I shall call a policeman if you interfere with me." "I shall not allow any one to insult a lady in my presence," said tho artist, who felt that he had to offer some justi fication for his conduct to the throng that had already collected around them. "This is ridiculous! 1 spoke to an old friend of mine," was the final reply vouchsafed to the girl's champion, who allowed himself to bo put aside as the furious doctor moved away. Henshall followed, thinking that he might again havo the opportunity of stepping between his ideal and 0110 from whom she was evidently anxious to es cape. Ho was crossing Irving place when a carriage drove past. He recognized it immediately as Edward Hartman's. He hoped that the occupants would not no tice him, but ho was disappointed. He was walking ahead when he heard a fa miliar voice calling his name. He turned and saw Mr. Hartman beckoning to him. The carriage had stoppod in front of the academy mid the banker and his daugh ter wero alighting. "Lena thought sho would like to goto the theatre this evening," said Mr. Hartman, after shaking hands with him, "so, as she never saw 'The Old stead,' I have brought her here. I have a box, and I want you to come in with us, unless you have some special en gagement." "I want to see a—friend," said Hen shall. "You can go out between the acta and see him. I may want to see a man myself, and I know that Lena will ex cuse us," said the banker with a facetious wink to the young man. The artist came to the conclusion that tho young lady, in whom he felt a much more lively interest than he did in Lena Hartman, had probably gone too tar tor him to overtake her, and so he allowed his fiancee to persuade him to enter the academy. "I really have some business on hand, though," ho remarked, "and I shall be obliged to leave before the end of the performance." Ho had seen Denman Thompson's play before, and he was far too much en grossed in his own thoughts to take any interest in the quiet rustic scene on the stage. , In the meantime Dr. Watson, as the evil eyed one chose to style himself for the time being, had gone along Four teenth street as quickly as his legs could walk. When he reached Union square he looked around in the vain hope that he might catch sight of Miss Crawford. She had disappeared, and he did not know which way to turn. People surged around in every direction, and he knew that if the girl had tried to escape she might have taken a horse car, as long as she had reached the corner ahead of him. "Curse the luck," he muttered; "if it hadn't been for that young idiot on the block above I should have had her in safe keeping before now." Ho went over to the Morton Houso cafe, sat down at one of the tables and ordered a glass uf absinthe. "I thought I had time to catch her again before she reached Union square, " he mused. "I wonder if she really walked that whole block. She couldn't have taken one of tho green cross town cars, as I did not notice any pnss tnore. Let's see, where could she have gone? Not to any of the places on the sou Ih side of tho street, that's very sure. She might have entered Stein way hall. By jovu she must have done it." This idea impressed him as being very good, and he told the waiter to bring him some more absinthe. As he sipped the liqueur his mind was active. "Of course that old fool Steinmetz is bringing out a new fiddler, and she would naturally want to attend the con cert. Supposing—no, it is not possible —yes, it is, though—she might havo sought work there herself. I do not know but that she is the now Camilla Urso herself. I'll find out." He did not dream of going to the hall himself and seeing his old friends Stein metz and Neuberger. He left the cafe, and as a first move bought an Evening World from a newsboy and turned im mediately to the amusement column, where he saw tho announcement that Miss Louise Neville, a talented young artiste, would make her first public up pearance in the United States. "Louise Neville may be Edna Lewis," ho thought. "It is not probable that she would appear under her own name or under the alias adopted by her father." To settle the question to his own satis- ! faction he walked around to the nearest florist and bought a large bouquet. Then upon a blank card he wrote: "With the sincere regards of an old 1 St. Louis friend who has often enjoyed in private the accomplishments that the public are now given an opportunity to applaud. EDWIN ST. LEONARD." He instructed a young man to deliver the flowers to Miss Neville off the stage, aud to say that he had been sent by It , St. Leonard. Fifteen minutes later the messenger returned. "When I handed her tho flowers," ho reported, "she said she was surprised to hear that Mr. St. Leonard was in New York, and she told me to thank him for ' her." "I am glad to have that much settled. ' Now I can lay my hands on Edna," thought Dr. Watson. "Those infernal 1 managers have hold of her; that's the • only trouble. I can't very well take her , by force, and I'm afraid it is too late to get tho old gentleman down hero before j the concert closes. I'll try, though." , Returning to the Morton house he wrote this letter: "MY DEAR MU. CRAWFORD: My efforts , have at last been crowned with success. I have discovered your daughter. She is , now at Steinway hall, and if you will come down here without a moment's de- ! lay you may be able see her to-night. In haste, G. L. WATSON." Ho procured a messenger boy, and by aid of a liberal tip secured the promise that the note would be delivered in the shortest possible time at Kowenhaven place, near Sixty-seventh street. He then stationed himself near the door of Steinway hall to await develop ments. Not long after this he saw his whilom assailant puss him and speak to a friend. Henshall had sat through two acts of "Tho Old Homestead" by the side of Miss Hartman, and, believing that he hud done his full duty to her, he pleaded the engagement he had mentioned when he met her and bade her good night. In front of Steinway hall he mot a brother artist whom he had known for years. "Come in here with mo," said hiß friend. "A musician who heard the new violinist play in private yesterday says she is simply n marvel, and that she is bound to create an immense sensation. | I bought tickets and intended to como ' hero in time, but was delayed. I hope we have not missed her entirely." Dr. Watson did not lose sight of Hen- j shall until tho swinging doors closed be hind him. ! VI.—CHECK! TO THE WRONG ONE? By PAULINE HALL. Illustrated by Miss ALICE M. LOVETT. | [Copyright. All rights reserved.] I As Henry Henshall went into Stein ; way hall he caught sight of Dr. Watson ; standing over at the right hand entrance. Their eyes met, and each felt thut it was war to the knife between them. "What rascality is he up to now?" the young artist muttered to himself, as ho followed his friend into the hall. It was well filled, new violinist had been thoroughly advertised. It was claimed that she was the "greatest of her Bex in the use of the violin, and that Ole Bull, Joachim or Sarasnti could not bring more clear and passionate tones from the instrument." Henry Henshall read this on the pro gramme with ajsrnile. The concert was well on in the second half, and a woman was singing a solo when they entered. The next number was bv Schumann, and was to be by the brilliant "Louise Neville." The hall was so full that Henshall's friend said they would stand in the rear, as it would bo a bother to go way down to the front of the house whero his seat was, and besides he wished to remain with Henshall, who had only purchased an admission ticket. The young artist's attention was dis tracted by his reveries on Dr. Watson. "I must get Mrs. Smith to make a charge against him that will lead to his arrest if it becomes necessary to protect my ideal from him. But she must still be under his fascinations, for she wishes to avoid this if possible." At this moment the applause drew his attention to the stage. The audience had evidently been carried away by Miss Neville's playing, for they were greet ing her appearance for the Schumann number with that hearty clapping of hands which is the artist's most cordial and inspiring greeting from the public. He glanced at the beautiful girl, who advanced with a dignified manner to the front of the stage, slightly smiling her recognition of the greeting which had been given to her. One glance told him that Louise Nev ille was his ideal of the Wagner car. The fair face was that which had haunt ed him so constantly, waking or sleeping. "Give mo your glass for a moment," ho exclaimed excitedly to his friend, ol moat snatching it from his hand. He levelled it straight at the girl's Lice. She had put the violin under her chin, and the fingers of her left hand were lightly touching the strings. She had put the violin under her chin. Yes! It was she. The dream of the artist soul stood before him, fairer than he had imagined. She was dressed very simply in a gown of white satin, with a largo sash of white silk at her slender waist. He felt a thrill of delight! She seemed nearer to him than ever. The purpose which he had sworn in the Wagner car, when it seemed so wild and imiKissible to carry out, now seemed to the excited young man a very easy matter. He felt that her position as a public or professional performer argued some diffi culty in her family, and he was not slow to think that in this way the beautiful girl had sought to escape from the hate ful Dr. Watson. The next moment he was entranced. A strain of music of the most delicious sweetness streamed from her bow as she lightly swept it over the nut brown in strument which she held so caressingly. Henshall was passionately fond of music. Ho had heard her wonderful playing in the car, and it had held him in thrall; but that could not bo compared to this. Edna was inspired by the occasion to her best effort. In the inspiration of the moment she forgot all but her art. The dainty melody of the groat German floated 011 the air like a lullaby sung by one spirit to another. As she went on ho felt that some oc cult influence was at work within the girl. Instead of the free, spontaneous movement and the entire absorption in the composition there seemed a tense, nervous agitation in the performer which lietrayed itself to him he hardly knew how. The tempo was quickened, and the bow seemed to bite into the catgut, while her smooth forehead contracted into a faint frown, her nostrils dilating slightly now and then. Was she going to be overcome at the moment of her triumph? Could nerv ousness be asserting itself now after she had triumphantly conquered her public, and when the house was hanging breath lessly on her playing? He felt in himself a sense of discom fort, which 110 was attributing purely to his sympathy with the young girl. But it soemed to augment. At last by an attraction which WJIS almost against his will he felt his head turned to one Hide, as if drawn there by some subtle influ ence. Not five yards away from him was Dr. Watson. His eyes were bent with growing ear nestness on the girl's face. They wore hot, and seemed almost starting from his head. It was evident that the hate ful man was concentrating all the power of his soul into that look. By his side stood Mr. Crawford. Henry Henshall understood the situ ation at a glance. His own creeping, disgusted sense of being under some in fluence seemed explained by the mag netic attraction of this devilish man. Ho knew, too, that his ideal, this nerv ous, high strung girl whose artistic temperament must answer to the faint est impression, was being overcome by that terrible glance which Dr. Watson was directing toward her. He felt that something must bo done. A little more of this occult violence and Edna might break hopelessly down. He was her knight, self constituted, to bo sure, but with the fond hope that some time he might receivo from those soft brown eyes the sign that he was not an ungrateful defender. His course was quickly decided on. Ho walked behind the hateful form of the doctor, and after standing a moment turned around sharply and, as if by ac cident. struck the uiqn in the back so heavily that he turned In wrath and Bur prise. "Oh, I beg your pardon, Dr. Leo pardi," he said, with a stress upon the name. Ho darted a glance at him as ho said this that sufficiently conveyed his feel ing. It was to be war to the knife. Dr. Leopardi looked at him in return with a deadly hate. "You are mistaken, sir," he said hotly, without a moment's hesitation. "My name is not Leopardi." Henshall felt that his ruse had suc ceeded in what he chiefly intended. He had broken the fatal current whieli streamed from Dr. Watson's eyes, and which was slowly but surely unnerving the fair girl who struggled so bravely against the malign influence. He stepped close to his ear and hissed into it: "If you do not withdraw at once and cease persecuting that innocent girl I will bring one that will prove you are Dr. Leopardi and a thief and a villain. Go, quietly and at once, and I will do nothing more at present, but otherwise beware, for I know you much better than you do me. Go!" Leopardi's brown face grew sallow white and his eyes looked like an angry snake's. "I will be even with you some day," he said in a low tone of intense re vengefulness. "I never forget a debt like this." Then he turned and said something to Mr. Crawford, who had been watching his daughter too persistently to have re marked this side scene. After a mo ment apparently of hesitation on the old man's part he turned, and with an agitated air left the hall with the doc tor. "What did you do to that fellow: asked his companion as Ilunshall rc turned to his side. "I scotched a snake!" he said, his lip curling with disgust and scorn. Edna Lewis had completed her solo triumphantly, and twice she wus obliged to return to bow her acknowledgments to the applauding house. She was deadly pale, and there was a strained look in the dark browm eyes which pierced Henshall's very soul. He could not leave her unprotected. He must wait and sec her safely home. Dr. Watson and old Mr. Crawford were nowhere in sight, but that did not dispel his fear. • He waited until the crowd had disap peared. Then he saw a slight figure, a gleam of white satin showing beneath the long fur trimmed cloak, which he recognized as the same that his ideal had worn at the time he had rescued her from Watson's persecutions. She was so heavily veiled that he could not detect a single feature. He approached her humbly, and raising his hat said in the most deferential tones: "Miss Neville, pardon my again in truding upon you, but it is only in your own regard that Ido so. I have a cab here for you, which will bear you at once to your home, and if you will per mit of my escort I shall feel safer to know that you arrivo there without any molestation." She bowed, but seemed too nervous to speak. As if distraught, one little gloved hand fluttered out toward him and grasped his own, but it was instant ly withdrawn, and she hastily entered the coupe he had engaged. She gathered her robes close to her, and left a place at her side for Henshall. "Where shall I tell the driver to go?*' he said as he leaned toward her. In muffled, agitated tones the number of a west up town street was conveyed to him. He hastily repeated it to the cabman, and then boldly entered the coupo and seated himself by her side. The cabman drove off. Henshall's fair companion kept her handkerchief to her face, and seemed to labor under an agitation that she could with difficulty repress. Ho made no attempt to converse with her. He had said as he closed the door of the coupe: "Dear Miss Neville, you will surely acquit me of want of respect under the circumstances. You know my one de sire is to bo your most trusted guardian should you need any. Do not try to speak. My only wish is to see you safely housed." The agitated girl underwent some vio lent throe of feeling, but did not attempt to speak. The carriage bowled rapidly along over the pavements, and soon drew up at the door of a large flat. Henshall sprang out and rang the bell. The janitor opened the door, and then only did the fair maiden spring lightly from the coupo and run up the steps into tho hall. She turned, with her hand upon the door, removed her veil, and with a mocldng smile called out: "Thanks, awfully! Good night!" The next instant she had closed the door in his face and was flitting up stairs. Henshall, with a muttered curse, turned, paid the cabman, then, scowling, took down tho number of the house and strode away. The face he had seen was that of the young singer at Louise Neville's concert. "They must have changed clonks," he muttered to himself. Then, as ho walked on, despite his chagrin, he had to laugh. [TO HE CONTINUED.J An Adventure with ltluck Snakett. John B. Snyder, of Bar to. Berks county, the skillful watchmaker, was out after wild raspberries the other day 011 tho premises of his brother, Jacob Snyder, abovo Forgedale, when he met with quite an adventuro. lie was busy among some briers and brambles, when a big black snake suddenly reared up near him and came at him full tilt. Tho ouly weapon Snyder had was his berry kettle, which ho swung at the head of tho serpent, knocking it over, then jumped upon and dispatched tho enemy. Just then down from a bush dropped the mate of the ugly reptile and at onco showed fight, but this one also got a whack with the kettle and was soon killed. 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