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THE SILVER SPRINGS SIGNAL ' ' The rTysieryofaSilenHovG ^-Chevalier WILLIAM II QIJEUX U AUTHOR of> \THC closed DO OK,\ ETC- ILLUSTRATIONS CD-RHODES COPYJHGHT BY THC 2f*A/7T- SST Pt/aU3H/*T CO • 9 if w - w 8YNOPSI3. —10— Gor<Jon Gregg, dining aboard with Horn­ by, tho yacht Lola's owner, accidentally Sees n tern photograph of a young girl. That night tlio consul's safe- Is robbed. The police find that Hornby l» a fraud and the Lola'a name a false one. In London Gregg Is trapped nearly to his death by a former servant. Ollnto. Visit­ ing )n Dumfries Gregg meets Muriel Letthcourt. Hornby appears and Muriel Introduces him as Martin Woodroffe. her lather's friend. Gregg sees a copy of the torn photograph on the Lol a and finds that the young girl Is Muriel's friend. Woodroffe disappears. Greg g discovers the boily of a murdered woman in Ran- noch wood. The body disappears and In Its place Is found the body of Ollnto. Muriel and Gregg search Rannoch wood together, and find the body of Annlda, Ollnto's wife. When the police go to the wood the body has disappeared. In Lon­ don Gregg meets Ollnto. alive and well. Gregg truces the young girl of the torn photograph, and finds that she Is Elma Heath, hieco of Baron Oberg. who has taken her to Abo. Finland, and that she holds a secret affecting Woodroffe. On nls return to .Rannoch Gregg finds th» Lelthcourts fled from Hylton Chater. who had colled thero. He goes to Abo. and after a tilt with the police chief. Is con­ ducted to the place where Elmo U Im­ prisoned. CHAPTER XI. The Castle of tho Terror. The big Finn rowed me down tte swollen river Alter nearly a mile, the ' stream again opened-out Into—a- broad—la*< where, In the distance, I saw rising sheer and high from the water, a long square building of three stories, with a tall round tower at one comer—an old medieval castle it seemed to be. Prom one of the small windows of the tower, as we came into view of It, a light was shining upon the water, and my guide seeing it, grunted in satis­ faction. It had undoubtedly been placed there as signal. After waiting five minutes or so, he pulled straight across the lake to the high, dark tower that descended into the water The place was as grim and Bilent as any I had ever seen, an Impregnable strong­ hold of the days before siege guns were Invented, the fortress of some feudal prince or count who had prob­ ably held the surrounding country In thraldom A Bmall wooden ledge and half a dozen steps led up to a low arched door, which opened noiselessly, and the dnrk figure of a woman stood peering forth My guide uttered some reassuring word In Finnish In a low half-wh!dper and then slowly pushed tbe boat along to the ledge, saying \Your high nobility may disembark There is at present no danger \ I rose, gripped a big runty chain to steady myself, and climbed Into the narrow doorway in the ponderous wall, where I found myself In the darkness beside the female who had apparently been expecting our arrival and watch lng our signal. Without a word she led me through a short passage, and then, striking a match, lit a big old-fashioned lantern As the light fell upon her 1 recognized that she was a member of some re­ ligious order The thin ascetic coun tenance was that of a woman of strong character, and her funereal habit seemed much too large for her stunted, shrunken figure \The sister speaks French?\ I haz­ arded in that language, knowing that In most convents throughout Europe French is known \Oui m 'sleur But are you not afraid to venture here? No strangers are permitted here, you know. If your presence was discovered you would not leave this place alive—so I warn you By admitting you I am betraying my trust, and that I should not have done were It not compulsory.\ \Compulsory! How?\ \The order of tho chief of police. Even here, we cannot afford to offend him \ So tbe fellow Boranskl had really kept faith with me, and at his order the closed rioor of the convent had been opened. \Of course not,\ I answered. \Rus­ sian officialdom Is all-powerful in Fin­ land nowadays. But where is the lady?\ \You are still prepared to risk your liberty and life'\ she asked in a hoarse voice, full of grim meaning. \1 am,\ I said. \Lead me to ber \ \You are on Russian soil now. m'sieur, not English.\ she remarked In her broken English. \If your ob­ ject were known, you would never be spared to return to your own land Ah!\ she sighed, \you do not know the mysteries and terrors of Finland. I am a French subject, born in Tours, and v brought to Helslngfors when I was fifteen. I have been in Finland forty- five years. Once we were happy here, but since the czar appointed Baron Oberg to be governor general—\ and •he shrugged her shoulders without finishing her sentence. \Baron Oberg—governor general of Finland'\ I gasped. \Certainly Did you not know?\ she said, dropping into French. \It is four years now that he has held su­ preme power to crush ajid Russify these poor Finns. Ah, m'sieur! this country, once ao prosperous, Is a blot upon the face ot Europe. His methods *re the worst and most unscrupulous Bf any employed by Russia. Before he same hrre he was the best hated man in Petersburg, and that, they say, 1« why the emperor sept him to us.\ \Where does this baron live?\ asked, surprised that he should occupy so high a place In Russian officialdom —the representative of the czar, with powers as great as the emperor him- Belt. \At the Government palace, in Hel slngfors.\ \And Elma Heath Is here—in this grim fortress! Why?\ \Ah m'sieur, how can I tell? By reason of family secrets, perhaps. They account for so much, you know.\ The fact that the baron was ruler of Finland amazed me, for I had half ex­ pected hfm to be some clever adven turer Yet as the events of the past flashed through my brain, I recollected that In Rannoch Wood had been found tbe miniature of the Russian Order of Saint Anne, a distinction which, In all probability, had been conferred upon him If so, the coincidence, to say the least, was a remarkable one. I ques­ tioned my companion further regard­ ing the baron. \Ah m'sieur,\ she declared, \they call him 'The Stoangler of the Finns.' It was he who ordered the peasants of Kasko to be flogged until four of them died—and the czar gave him the Star of White Eagle for It—he who sup­ pressed half the newspapers and put eighteen editors in prison for publish­ ing a report of a meeting of the Swedes in Helslngfors; he who encour­ ages corruption and bribery among the officials for the furtherance of Russian interests; he wh o has ordered Rus­ sian to be the official language, who has restricted public education, who has overtaxed and ground down the people until now the mine Is laid, and Finland Is ready for open revolt. The prisons are filled with the Innocent, women are flogged; the poor are starv­ ing, and 'The Strangler,' as they call him, reports to the czar that Finland Is submissive and is Russianized!\ 1 had heard something of this abom­ inable state of affairs from time to time from the English press, but had never taken notice of the name of the oppressor So the uncle of Elma Heath was \The Strangler of Finland.\ the man who, in four years, had re­ duced a prosperous country to a state of ruin and revolt! \Cannot 1 see her at once?\ I asked feeling that we had remained too long there. If my presence in that place was perilous the sooner I escaped from it tbe better. \Yes come,\ she said. \But silence' Wal k softly,\ and holding up the old horn lantern to give me light, she led me out Into the low stone corridor again, conducting me through a num ber of intricate passages, all bare and gloomy, the stones worn hollow by the feet of ages, Into a small, square chamber, the floor of which was car­ peted, and where, suspended high above, was a lamp that shed but a faint light over the barely-furnished place. Beyond was another smaller room into which the old nun disap­ peared for a moment, then she came forth leading a strange wan little fig­ ure in a gray gown, a figure whose face was tbe most perfect and most lovely I had ever seen. Her wealth of chestnut hair fell ^disheveled about her shoulders, and as her hands were clasped before her she looked straight at me In surprise as she was led to­ wards me. She walked but feebly, and ber coun­ tenance was deathly pale. Her dress, as she came beneath the lamp, was, I saw, coarse, yet clean, and her beauti­ ful, regular features, which in her photograph had held me in such fasci­ nation, were even more sweet ana more matchless than I bad believed them to be. I stood before her dum- founded In admiration. In silence she bowed gracefully, and then looked at me with astonishment, apparently wondering what 1, a per­ fect stranger, required of her. \Miss Elma Heath, I presume?\ 1 exclaimed at last. \May I introduce myself to you? M y name Is Gordon Gregg, English by birth, cosmopolitan by Instinct. I have come here to ask you a question—a question that con­ cerns myself. Lydla Moreton has sent me to you.\ I noticed that her great brown eyes watched my Hps and not my face. Her own lips moved, but she looked at me with an inexpressible sadness. No sound escaped her. I stood rigid before her as one turned to stone, for in that Instant, in a flash indeed, I realized the awful truth. She was both deaf and dumb! She raised her clasped hands to me in silence, yet with tears welling -In her splendid eyes. I .saw that upon her wrists were a pair of bright steel gyve3. \What is this place?\ I demanded of the woman In the religious habit, when I recovered from the shock of the poor girl's terrible affliction. \Where am I?\ \thi s is the Castle of Kajana— the criminal lunatic asylum of Finland,\ was her answer. \Tbe prisoner, as you see, has lost both speech and hearing.\ \Deaf and dumb!\ I cried, looking at 'l the beautiful original of that destroyed photograph on board the Lola. \But she has not always been so!\ \No. 1 think not always,\ replied the sister quietly. \But she can write responses to my questions?\ \Alas! no,\ was the old woman's whispered reply. \Her mind Is affect­ ed. She is, unfortunately, a hopeless lunatic.\ I looked straight into those sad wide-open, yet unflinching brown eyes utterly confounded. Those white wrists held In steel, tba^P^face, an^Wanchgd. ^ps^beAjcj Inertness of her movements, all told their own tragic tale. And yet that letter I had read, dictated In secret most probably because her hands were not free, was certainly not the out­ pourings of a madwoman. She had spoken of death, it was true, yet was it not to be supposed that she was slowly being driven to suicide? She had kept her secret, and she wished the man Hornby—the man who was to marry Muriel Letthcourt—to know, The room In which we stood was evi dently an apartment set apart for her use, for beyond was the tiny bedcham ber; yet the small t high-up window was closely barred, and the cold bare­ ness of the prison was sufficient In­ deed to cause anyone confined there to prefer death to captivity. Again I spoke to her slowly and kindly, but there was no response. That she was absolutely dumb was only too apparent, f et surely she had not always been so! 1 had gone in search of her because tbe beauty ot her portrait had magnetized me, and I had now found her to be even more lovely than her picture, yet, alas! suf­ fering from an affliction that rendered her life a tragedy. Th e realization of the terrible truth staggered me. Such a perfect face as hers I had never before set eyes upon, so beautiful, so clear-cut, so refined, so eminently the countenance of one well-born, and yet so ineffably sad, so full of blank un­ utterable despair. She placed her clasped hands to her mouth and made signs by shaking her head that she could neither under­ stand nor respond. I took my wallet from my pocket and wrote upon a piece of paper in a large hand the words: \I come from Lydia Moreton. My name is Gordon Gregg.\ When her eager gaze fell upon tbe words she became instantly filled with \Colonel Smirnoff. If he knew that I had admitted you, you would never leave this place alive. This is tbe Schusselburg of Finland—the place of imprisonment for those who have con­ spired against the state.\ \The prison-of political conspirators, eh?\ \Alas m'sieur, yes! The place In which some of the poor creatures are tortured In order to obtain confessions and information with as much cruelty as in the black days of the Inquisition These walls are thick, and their cries are not beard fromjhe oubliettes be- of Schusselburg. She Raised Her Clasped Hands to Me In Silence. excitement, and nodded quickly. Then holding her steel-clasped wrists to­ wards me she looked wistfully at me, as though imploring me to release her from the awful bondage in that silent tomb. Though the woman who had led me there endeavored to prevent it, I hand­ ed her the pencil, and placed the paper on the table for her to write. The nun tried to snatch It up, but 1 held her arm gently and forcibly, say­ ing in French: \No. I wish to see if she Is really Insane. You will at least allow me this satisfaction.\ And while we were In altercation, Elmo, w{th the pencil in her fingers, tried to write, but by reason of her hands being bound so closely was un­ able. A t length, however, after sev­ eral attemplsT she succeeded- in print­ ing in uneven capitals the response: \I know you. You were on the yacht I thought they killed you.\ The thin-faced old woman saw her response—a reply that was surely ra­ tional enough—and her brows con­ tracted with displeasure. \Why are you here?\ I wrote, not allowing the sister to get sight of my -question. - In response, she wrote painfully and laboriously: \I am condemned for a crime I did not commit Take me from here, or ' shall kill myself.\ \Ah!\ exclaimed the old woman. \You see, poor girl, she believes her­ self InnocentI They all do.\ \But why Is she here?\ 1 demanded fiercely. \I do not know, m'slour. It Is not my duty to inquire the history of their crimes. When they are 111 I nurse them; that Is all.\ \And who is the commandant of this fortress?\ c a^f^flheThorrors Indeed who has not heard of them who haB traveled in Russia7 The very mention of the modern bastile on .Lake Ladoga, where no prisoner has ever been known to come forth alive, is sufficient to cause any Russian to turn pale. An d I was in the Schusselburg of Finland! 1 fnrned over the sheet of paper and wrote the question: \Did Baron Oberg send you here?\ In response, she printed the words \I believe so. I was arrested in Hel slngfors. Tell Lydia where I am.\ \Do you know Muriel Leithcourt? 1 I inquired by the same means, where­ upon she replied that they were at school together. \Did you see me on board the Lola?' I wrote. \Yes. But I could not warn you, al though I had overheard their in ten tions. They took me ashore when you had gone, to Siena. After three days 1 found myself deaf and dumb—1 was made so.\ \Who did it?\ \A doctor, I suppose. People who said they were my friends put me un der chloroform.\ I turned to the woman in the re­ ligious habit, and cried: \A shameful mutilation has been committed upon this poor defenseless girl! And I will make It my duty to discover and pun­ ish the perpetrators of it\ \Ah m'sieur. Do»not act rashly, pray of you,\ the woman said serious­ ly, placing her hand upon my arm Recollect you are in Finland—where the Baron Oberg is all-powerful.\ I do not fear the Baron Oberg,\ exclaimed. \I f necessary, I will ap­ peal to the czar himself. Mademolsell is kept here for the reason that she is In possession of some secret. She must be released—I will take the responsi bility.\ But you must not try to release her from here. It would mean death to you hoth. Th e Castle of Kajana tells no secrets of those who die within its walls, or of those cast headlong Into its waters and forgotten.\ Again 1 turned to Elma, who stood In anxious wonder of the subject of our conversation, and had suddenly taken the old nun's hand and kissed it affectionately, perhaps In order to show me that she trusted her. The n upon tha paper I wrote- \ IB the Baron Oberg your uncle?\ She shook her head in the negative, showing that the dreaded governor general of Finland had only acted a part towards her In which she had been compelled to concur. 'Who is Philip Hornby?\ I inquired writing rapidly. \My friend—at least, 1 believe so.' Friend! And I had all along be­ lieved him to be an adventurer and an enemy! Why did you go to Leghorn?\ I asked. \For a secret purpose. There was a plot to kill you, only I managed to thwart them,\ were the words she printed w lth much labor Then I ow e my life to you,\ I wrote. \And in return I will do my ut­ most to rescue you from here, if you do not fear to place yourself in my hands.\ And to this she replied: \ I shall be thankful, for I cannot bear this awful place longer. I believe they must tor­ ture the women here. They will tor­ ture me some day. Do your best to get me out of here and I will tell \you everything. But,\ she wrote, \I fear you can never secure my release. I am confined here on a life sentence.\ \But you are English, and if you have had no trial I can complain t o our ambassador.\ \No I am a Russian subject I was born In Russia, and went to England when I was a girl.\ Tha t altered the case entirely. As a subject of the czar in her own country she was amenable to that disgraceful blot upon civilization that allows a person to be consigned to prison at the will of a high official, without trial or without being afforded any opportunity of appeal. I therefore at once saw a difficulty. Yet she promised to tell me the truth If I could but secure her release I Could I allow this refined defense­ less girl t o remain an inmate of that •bastile, the terrors of which I had heard men In Russia hint at with bated breath? They had willfully maimed her and deprived her of both hearing and the power of speech, and now they intended that she should be driven mad by that silence and lone­ liness that must always end in in­ sanity. \1 have decided,\ I said suddenly, turning to the woman who bad' con­ ducted me there, and having now re­ moved the steel bonds of the prisoner with a key she secretly carried, stood with folded bands In the calm attitude of the rellgleuse. You -will not act with rashness?\ she implored- in quick apprehension. \Remember ycur life is at stake, as well as my own.\ \Her enemies intended that I, too, -honld die!\ I answered, looking straight Into those deep mysterious brown eyes which held me as beneath * spell. \They have drawn her into their power because she had no meuu of defense. The man is awaiting me in the boat outside. I Intend to take her with me.\ \But m'sieur, why that is tmpes sible!\ cried the old woman In a hoarse voice. \I f you were discovered by the guards who patrol the lake both night and day they would shoot you both.\ \I will risk It.\ I said, and linking my arm in that of the woman whose lovely countenance had verily become the sun of my existence, T made a sign, inviting her to accompany me. The^sister^.barjed .tha^door. urging I nferto reconsider my decision, but i waved her aside. Elma recognized my Intentions In a moment, and allowed herself to be con­ ducted down the long. Intricate corri dor, walking stealthily, and as we crept along on tiptoe I felt the girl's grip upon my arm, a grip that told me that she placed her faith in me as her deliverer. Without a Bound we crept forward until within a few yards from that un­ locked door where the boat awaited us below, when, of a sudden, tbe uncer­ tain light of the lantern tell upon something that shone and a deep voice cried out of the darkness in Russian* THE CHARM OF MOTHERHOOD Enhanced By Perfect Phyti. cal Health. The experience of Motherhood*) a try. Ing one to most women and marks da. tinctly an epoch in their lives. Not ont •woman in a hundred is prepared or rsa. derst^ds^how.to^nip^rJy^re-t« h\ TeTf; Of course nearly every woman' nowadays has medical treatment stanch times, but many approach the expert, ence with an organism unfitted for thi trial of strength, and when it is over her system has received a shock from which it is hard to recover. Following, right upon this comes the nervous strain of caring for the child, and a distinct change in the mother results. There is nothing more charming than a happy and healthy mother of children, and indeed child-birth under the right conditions need be no hazard to health or beauty. The unexplainahle thing u that, with all the evidence of shattered nerves and broken health resulting from Halt! or I fire!\ unprepared condition, and with am. And startled, we found ourselves pis time in which to prepare, women looking down the muzzle of a loaded will persist in going blindly to the trial carbine. A huge sentry stood with his back to the secret exit, his dark eyes shining beneath his peaked cap, as he held his weapon to his shoulder within six feet of us. \Speak!\ cried the fellow. \Wh o | are you?\ At a glance I took In the peril ot the | situation, and without a second's hesi­ tation made a dive for the man be­ neath his weapon. He lowered it, but it was too late, for I gripped htm around the waist, rendering his gun useless. 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When th<» Impounding wall was built the city did not provide for a fish ladder, hense the trouble.—Santa Barbara Dispatch to Los Angeles Times. Appropriate. Patience—Will always dnsses jp- proprlate to the occasion. Patrice— I suppose, then when lei going to draw carpet tacks lie puu on his \claw-hammer.\ The worst thing about FIIFFLDS » the ease with which they arc <.ONFENV ed into enemies. Yet a millionaire can sa\ more l» ten words than a penniless man cu say In ten thousand. Florence Nightingale's Statue. \The Lady With the Lamp,\ statue of Florence Nightingale, has been un­ veiled without ceremonial, in Water­ loo place, London. The statue stands high on a red and gray granite pedes­ tal, and makes a notable and an ap­ propriate addition to Waterloo place. By its side, fully harmonizing with It in general outline, is that of Sidney Herbert The effective background for both is the Crimean memorial. 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