what she should or could do to be of service to her beloved Victor.
After sitting for an hour in a meditative mood, she thoughtlessly opened a door that led to the fine garden, and whilst thinking only of Victor, she found herself walking under the magnificent trees, which were interwoven with shrubbery, and, O, horror! suddenly she felt something thrown over her head, which was the last she remembered that night.
CHAPTER XIV.
VICTOR ABDUCTED AND IMPRISONED.
THE bloody conspirators worked hard and faithfully to influence their people, besides throwing baits and firebrands amongst those who were in less reputable pursuits, such as rum, tobacco, perfumery dealers and patent medicine venders; showing plainly, that if Victor Juno's teachings were accepted by the people, there would be an end to orthodox creeds; and medical doctors, medicines, rum, tobacco, toilet articles and the thousand-arid-one fashionable make-ups and unnecessary artificial paraphernalia would be useless, and the manufacture and sale of these articles would totally cease; therefore the thousands of people who make a good livelihood at these trades would lose the means of making a living through such doctrines as Victor Juno advocated.
This kind of logic was convincing to those who cannot see God in natural things; but, who are born, bred and educated under artificial logic, artificial habits, and as Victor Juno says: "They live by art, doctor by art, and expect to fly to glory on golden wings."
The bloody conspirators are not idiots nor simpletons, but deep, cunning villains, who understand all about the power of God's holy laws; and whilst they are not able to
