The Albany daily herald. (Albany, Ga.) 1891-190?, January 20, 1906, Image 10

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HI IfL 3 7»»VJe’ THE ALBANY DAUY HERALD: FRIDAY, 8ATURDAY, L-. G©1Q©R. cordially invite you to tike a look at our stock you will seo that HIGH QUALITY has been lookea after as carefully i LOW PR1GES.II Ladles’ Pure Sheer Llnen'Hcmstltched ^Initial Handkerchiefs at * |0c slaty Embroidered ttaadkerchlefs, linen and lawn, fine and sheer; "ready for Kilts, worth 3j per cent. - more, at from • ■ 20c to 8B C Blg'illot Wh'lie" and*' figured Hem stitched Handkerchiefs, Ladies' and Gents’, at • • • • 5c 85 Boxes Children Initial Handker chiefs, 3 in a box, at a box, • |5c Men's While Silk Handkerchiefs, hii;h grade, large sizes, well worth 35: per cent more. Holiday prices, from • . - . 26 c <® $1.00 $1.25 l adles' Kid Oloves, fine qual ity; this week at ■ ■ - 75c Hand-Knitted Woolen Underskirts, fancy designs, delicate colors, from • • ■ ■ Bgc to $1.25 One lot of White Marseilles Spreads, from . . . . 75c to $3,00 KV'Just received an assortment or LADIES’ BELTS, stylish and up-to-date, K'/.’Underwoar and Hosiery for tho whole family at saving prices. L,. GEIGER, i 71 ,Broad Street* Y° u contemplating investing in , rC !f lofthe Jones & Smith ITi f I a YliiAt>AnfAA £, I nnn P n Guarantee & Loan Co. are thei people you want to consult for these reasons: They guarantee the title to piece of property they are responsible for de'fects in the title they 1 They have the most com- | i)lete list of desirable proper ties in and about the city. Vacant lots, nice houses, and cheap tenant houses for sale. See r ' Wm. E. SMITH, Real Estate Manager Jones & Smith T. G. & L.i Co., Woolfolk Building. The Holladay Cfc-se A,Mystery cf Two Continents Hr BURTON E. STEVENSON Copyright, 1903, by Henry Hob «od Cctnptay (Concluded from Page 9*) In tfie lift; l entered'the office, but saw no one. I went on through an open, door and saw an old man sitting at a desk. I Inquired If Mr Holladay was there. The old man glanced at me and bowed toward another door. I saw it was a private office and entered It. Tho door swung ahut behind me. There waa another oid man Bitting at a desk, sharpening a pencil.” ‘Is It you, Francos?' he naked. ‘No,’ I said, stepping before him. 'It Is tier sister, M, Holhulnyl' “Ho stared up nt mo with such n look of dismay end anger on Ills fnoo that I was fairly frlglitenod; then, in the same Instant, before I could draw breath, before I could say another Hutchason ye Specialis t ■gate? "egs to state that he has .rhed to the city- and is id to serve his patients Hutchasou’s offices in Davis-Exchange Bank ildin£ are now nearing pletion and he will be ly in his new office in a days, thoroughly equippec r the delicate work of expert pticiau and opthalmist. i ■ ", LEADING OPTICIAN, Albany, . . . Georvls. B. F. MANNING NTING, COLLECTING AND REAL ESTATE AGENT. FOB 841,K, ihlnirton Htrrn wl»h six la able. Terms saiUfitu- Aore lot on Washlm i homo, barn nud rf, titles perfect. V nice 800 aoro farm, 125 gores oleared land, ^re beautiful oan grove, 4 tenement bonnes, I wed" water. For qulon sale, cheap for , bona fide titled. * ree 4-rooin h’ usee on Jaokson street 9 on osny ternm. r 8-room houses on Broad street. > plantation, John He.vnold* plare. Kaat lertjr. adjoining places of John Johnson U. Ramsey. Cheap on easy tenon; long . a on State atrbet with 4 2-room bon sea, a writn 8 room i, cheap ; rents for $21 per hundred acres, with all improvements, s; desirable place for truck, dairy and farm. ible acre on Residwuce street. Table lots on State street, utifnl house, Hi cash, and others on payments. nice lota lu Arcadia. Ntc«* farm i city. 411 acres with 9 wells, pood 7tenant bona**: In high sinto pf $12.69 per utw. lundred other improved and unlra e triad to ahow yon and figure with you ; I hare. I do a general collectic; brut i hmIJoU your patronage, i boar* house • >ork itry Sausage today. Phone ore-iNo. • *~4*“*• He fell bock and dourn. word, hla face grew purple, monslenr, and.bo fell forward on hla desk, on his bnud, on tho knife which was clasped In It. I tried to check the blood, but could not, It poured forth In such a stream. I knew not what to do. I was distracted, and In a frenzy I left tho place and harried to our lodgings. That Is the truth, monsieur; believe me.” “I do believe yon,” I said. “It wos then,” went on her mother, "that that man yonder bad another In spiration. Before It had been only— what you call—lituckmatl—a few thou sands, perhaps a pension. Now It wus something more. Ho was playing for a greater stake. I do not know alt that he planned. Ho found Celeste suspect ed of having killed her father. He must got her released at nny coBt, ao ho wrote n note"— | “Yes!" I cried. “Yes, of course; I see. Miss Hollndny under arrest was be-' yowl Ids reach." "Yes," she nodded, “so he wrote a note. Oh, you should have seen, him In thoso days! He was like some furious wild boast. But after she was act face Celeste did not come to us as she bad promise. Wo snw Hint sho suspected ns, that sho wish to have nothing more to do with us. So Victor commanded Hint T wrlto another letter, Imploring her. offering to explnln.” She stopped n moment to control herself. "Ah, when I think of It! She enpio, rnon- “Maltre FlngretV" we tuqulrcd of the first passerby, and ho polutod us to a little house half hidden lu vines. A knock brought the notary himself to the door, a little dried up mnu, with keon face and eyes lueredlbly bright. My compaulou Evplnlnod our errand In laborious French, supplemented by much gesticulation — It Is wouderful how the hands can help one to talk— nud after a time tlie little Fixmctnuau caught Ills meaning and Inmtfra nwny to got Ids tint and eont, scenting a fat fee. Our first Btep wns to ho nil easy one, thanks to the severity and tlior- orglmoBs of Fro® administration, but 1 admit that 1 saw not what we should do further, once we n'i.l ve/.Uc.i the date of Miss ITolliulay’s birth. The uotary unlocked the dear, showed us Into Ills oliiCQ and sot our chairs for us; tlien he got down Ids register of births for 187(1. It wns not a large book, for the births at Ktretnt are not overwhelming In number. "The name. 1 think you said, was Holladay?" he asked. "Hiram W. Holladay,” nodded Mr. Uoyee. "And the dale June 107" "Yes; June 10." The little man rail his Huger rapidly down the page, then went hack again and read the entries one by one more slowly, with a pucker of perp'.ox’.ty about Ills Ups. lie turned the leaf, be gan farther back and read thrmig'i the hat again, while we sat watching ’him. At last he shut the hoik. "Messieurs," he said quietly, "no such birib la recorded here. I have e:t- auiiued tho record for tho mouths of May, June and July." "But It. must be there!” protested Mr. Uoyee. "Nevertheless it Is uot here." “Could the child have been bom here aud uo record made of It?" "Impossible, monsieur." “For a large fee, perhaps,” suggested my companion. “In Paris that may sometimes be pos- But In a small place like this I bare beard of It" "You lmvo been here for that length of time, tbcu7" “Ob, yea, monsieur," smiled tbe little man. “For a mneb longer time than that” Mr. Boyce leaned forward toward him. He was getting back all bis old power as a-cross examiner. “M. Fingrot,” he began Impressively, “I am quRe certain that Hiram W. Holladay and bis wife were here dur ing tbe months of May, Jnne gad July, 1876, and that while they were here a daughter was born to them. Think sgaln. Have you no recollection of them or of the event?” The little notary sat for some mo ments with knitted brows. At last be shook his bead. - “That would be tbe height of tbe sen- son, you sec, monslenr,” be said apolo getically. “There are a great many people here at that time, and I cannot know ull of them. Nevertheless It seemed to mb for a moment that there was about the name a certain famil iarity—as of an old tune, you know, forgotten for years. Yet It must have been my fancy merely, for I linvc no recollection of the event you mention.” There wns one oUier chance, and I gave Mr. Boyce the clew. “M. Flngrct,” he nsked, “are you acquainted with u man of the name of Pierre Hnthune?” And again the notnry shook bis bead. “Or Jasper Mnrtlgny?” “I never before heard either name.’ We ant silent n moment, lu despair. Wns our trip to Etrotnt to be of no nvnll? Where was my premonition now? If wo had lost the trail thus Uarly In the chase, what hope wns there -that we should over run down tho quarry? And how explain the fact that no record had been made of Frances Hollcday’s birth? Why should her parents have wished to conceal It? An hour had passed, the shops were opening and u bustle of life reached na through the open door, “Tho first train for three days Is about to arrive,” said tbe little notary. Again wo fell silent Mr. Royce got out hla purse and pnld the fee. We had come to Bn Impasse—a closed way, We cotild go no farther. I could seo thnt the notary waa a-hungered for his roll and coffee. With a sigh, I arose to go. The notary stepped to the .door and looked up the street. “Ah,” he sold, “the train has arrived, bnt It Beems there were not many pns- sengers. Here Is one, though, who has finished a long journey." He nodded to some one who ap proached slowly, It seemed. He was before the door. He passed on. It was Martigny! “That Is the man I" I cried to Mr. Boyce. "That Is MarHgny! Ask who be really Is." He understood on the Instant and caught the notary’s arm. “M. Flngret, who Is that man?” The notary glanced at him, surprised by his vehemence. "Thar," he said, “is Victor Fajolle. He 1b just home from America.” "And he lives here?" "Oh, surely—on tbe cliffs just above the town, the first house. You cannot miss It, burled In n grove of trees. He married the daughter of Mate. Allx some years ago. He was from Paris. 1 “And bis wife Is living?" "Oh, surely she Is living. She herself returned from Americii but three weeks ngo, together with ber mother and sister. Tbe sister, they say, Is— welt"— And he finished with a signifi cant gesturo toward bis head. I saw my companton’s face turn white. I steadied myself with an ef fort. “And they are at home now?” “1 believe so,” said the notary, eying him with more and more astonish ment. “Thoy have been keeping close at home since their return. They will permit no one to see the—Invalid.” "Come, we must, go!” I cried. "Ho must not get there before us!" sleur. We took from her her gown nnrt put It on Ceclle. She never left the place again until the carriage stopped to take lior to the boat. As for us. we wero Ills Blnves.” There wus uo need that she should tell me more. “And the gold?" I asketl. She drew a key from her pocket and gave It to tue. “It Is in a box upstairs,' she said. 1 took the key ami fallowed licr to the floor above. The box, of heavy oak, bound with Iron, xviUi steamship nud express labels fresh upon It, stood In one corner. I unlocked It and throw back the Ud. Package upou package lay in It, just as they had come from the subtreasury. I locked the box agalu mid put the key lu my pbeket. "Of course," I said as I turned to go, “I can only repeat your story to my conit'aulou. He and Miss Holladay will decide what steps to take." They bowed without replying, and I went out nlong the path between the trees, leaving them aione with their dead. Joy Is a great restorer, and a week of happiness In this enchanted Parts had wrought xvouders in our junior aud his betrothed. It was good to look at them, to smile at them sometimes, as when they stood uuseeiug before some splendid cauvas at Hie Louvre. The past was put aside, forgotten. They lived ouly for the future. . And a near future too. There Was no reason why It should be deferred, and so they were wedded, with only we three for witnesses, at ' the pretty chapel of St. Luke's, near the Boule vard Montparnasse. There was a little breakfast after ward irt Mrs. Kemball’s apartment, aud then our hostess bade them adieu, aud her daughter and I drove with them across Paris to tbe Gare de Lyon, where they were to take train for a fortnight on the Riviera. We waved them off and turned back together. “It Is a desecration to use a carriage on such a day,” said my companion. So we dismissed onr* and sauntered "So that Is tbe end of the story," she said musingly. "Of their story, yes," I Interjected. “But there are still certain things I do not quite understand,” she contin ued', not beedtng me. "Yes?" "For Instance, why did they trouble to keep her prisoner?" “Family affection V" "Nonsense!, There could be none. Besides, tbe man dominated them, and I believe blm to have been capable of any crime," Perhaps be meant the hundred thou sand to be only the first payment. With ber at band, he might hope to get more Indefinitely. Without her”— * "Well, without her?" “Oh, the plot-grows and grows the more one thinks of Itl .1 bellovb It grew under bis bands In just tbe same way. 1 don’t doubt that It would huve comq at last to Miss nplladay’s death by some subtle means, to tbe substitution of ber sister for her. After a year or two abroad who could have detected". It? And then —oh, then she would have married Fajolle again, qnd they" would hnve settled down to the enjoy ment of ber fortune. And be would have been a great man —oh, a very great man!" \ My companion nodded. “Touche!" she cried. I bowed my thanks. I was learning French rapidly. "But Frances did not see them again?” “Oh, no. Bhe preferred not.” “And the money?" "Was left In the box. I sent back the key. She wished It so. After all, It was her mother"— “Yes, of course. Perhaps she was not really so bad,” “She wasn't,” I said decidedly. "But tho man”— “Wns a genius. I’m almost sorry he's dead." "I’m more than sorry. It has taken an Interest out of life.” We had come out upon the bridge of Austerlltz and paused involuntarily. “And now the mystery Is cleared away,” she said, “and the prince and tbe princess are wedded, just as they were. in tbe fairy tales of our child hood. It's a good ending.” "For all stories,” I added. Sbe turned and looked at me. “There are other stories,” I explained. "Theirs Is not tbe only one.” “No?” The spirit of Paris—ot perhaps the June sunshine—was In my veins, ran-' ntng riot, clamorous, not to be re- “Ceytalnly not. Tbere might be an other, for Instance, with you and me as tbe principals." I daredjnot look at ber. I could only starb ahead of me down at tbe water. She made no sign; the moments passed. “Might be,” I said desperately. “But there’s a wide abysB between the pos sible and the actual.” Still no sign. I had offended her—I might have knownl But I mustered courage to steal « sidelong glance nt her. Sho wns smiling (lop’ll nt the water, and her eyes Vere very bright. “Not always',!', she whispered. "Not always." the end. v. ±= •mq DANCING CLASS at 8 Elks’ Home, every Friday o’clock p. m. Solre at 9:30. MISS CHLOEMILY GILBERT. CLEARANCE ,SALE! Wishing to reduce my $tock before taking Inventory, all of my merchandise will be offered for this month at STRICTLY COST! This is a great Bargain Sale as my stock consists of very desi'able goods in ail lines, and was bought at low prices before the advance of all kinds of merchandise, but l am determined to reduce my present stock before the spring'goods come in. and I shall give to my patrons the full benefit of it, 0. Neuman, Agent For May Manton Patterns, FOR THE BEST s. Values in Marble and Granite for artistic work manship, and the finest material in MONUMENTS Headstones, etc., try The Albany Marble ana Granite Works. Long-Live i Syringes , Tkere’s no end to trickery in tLe making of Rub ber Goods. But you needn t suffer by it. Buy Syringes of us and avoid inferior quality or un fair cost. ,-v r | : jL • Don't be afraid of a small price when we make it; it’s our frequent fortune to be able to-sell goods for less than their worth. Our better gtiods are the pick! of the finest on the market and you 11 • match them rarely~and are apt to pay more when you do. Quality, assortment and price in yotir favor when you huy Syringes here. Hoggari Drug Cp. PHONE 75. \ Because it tastes good. The mothers* favorite because.it acts promptly and cures all Coughs, Colds, Croup, etc., and pre vents Pneumonia. Just as good for adults. 25c h bottle at all drug-qtores. W. H. 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