Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1869-01-13

and went on with his dinner, bending law
to his plate. The meal was finished in
silence and embarrassment. | ventpred to
look once or twice at Mrs. Clare, who was
only pretending to cat. Her face was
pale and anxious. The change in her
husbands countenanee was az marked as
the change in heri. All the old sweet
ness had faded from his lips, that now
touched each other in harder pressure;
and the geutlenese had gone ou: Of his eyes
I.e arose without speaking, and left
the table, Mrs. Clare following. Our
chamber adjoined theirs, and 'hither.
after leaving The diaing-roo2n, l went
With my wife
"Did you see Mrs. Clare's face when
her husband drank that glass of wine 2"
she asked, looking a. me very sobeIy
eyes, and [ would give this moment
half | am worth to recall the thoughtless
act. But it never, for an instant, cross
ed my mind that he was danger"
At ttis moment we heard, through the
partition that separated our chambers,
the voice of Mr.. Clare. pitched to an un-
usual tone.
Come, lie down and get your usual
nap" we heard Mrs. Clare say coaxingly
"I'm going to walk on the beech, I
tell you!" was roughly answered. 81
can't sleep"
Then I'll walk with you,' was the
frm, but kind reply.
4tNot # 7 zriob m ro ofo,a v,,oGou,
Aud I do!"
We hsard no more. Everything was
silent In the room for some minutes,
Then the door opened, and the.sound Of
heavy feet was on the stairs. A low cry.
like despairing wall, thrilled upon the
air Afterwards all was as still as death
in the adjoining chamber
"You had better go after him." said
my wife, turning On me pale face.
"It will be Of little use, | fear" was
my reply, though, acting on her suggss
ton, went out quickly.
| looked up and down the st eet, as
stepped from the cottage, but Glare was
not i, sight. At the next rner, going
towards the sea, was drinking saloon. /
went in, but did not find him. Then
| burned down to the beach, thinking he
might have gone to walk there as he had
SAID. 10 my great relief, saw him sit
| tlns alone Ia of the rude arbors Gov
cred with dead leaves, that were scattered
1 along the shore.
"AA! Good afternoonw [ spoke fam
| illarly. Enjoying the delicious breeze?"
He looked up at me with couutenanee
so altered, that scarcely recognized a
feature; stared scowilngly tor . .t,tte
whlie then, with fierce impulse in his
voice, fups out the imprecation-
Curse you!'
staggered back as though he had
struc me. | was not surprised alone |
was appalled,.
IF you had put pistol TO my head
you could not have done me worse ser
vice p He added, in a voice that Bss
passionate With despair,
sat down beside him and took his
hand, but he flung mine away, glaring at
me with hate and loathing.
just leave ms 2" be cried. You We
done your cursed work Leave me !"
All my efforts were il vain-and heav-
gu knows | tried faithfully to soothe him,
and SO got down into bis confidence that
| could help him in his 6erce struggle
with an awakened appetite.
Finding that [ would not leave him.
be arose and strode rapidly up the beach,
fol owing near enough to keep him in
oe a.
streets that came down to the beach, and
lost track of him.
Nearly an hour afterward, found him
at the bar of one Of the hotels with a
glass in his hand, drinking. | went up
to him, and was about to speak, when be
bent towards me with SO evil light in
his eyes, that [ felt for the instant afraid.
Lifting warning finger, he said, in a
low, passionate voice-''Keep on your
own side, sir I owe you no goodwill
and I'm dangerous He stood, bending
forward, gazing steadily ct me, without
changing a muscle of his face, or varying
its expression in the smallest degree.
| turned slowly and went away, my
heart like lead in ray bosom,
Mr. Glare was absent at tea time, and
his wife did not come down from ber
room, I sat out upon the porch until
nearly ten o'clock, waiting for the return.
Isn't that him ?" asked my wife wto,
troubled as was sat On the porch w tn me
A man: walking unevenly, ceme into
the light Of the nearest lamp, took hold
of the post and steadied himse If for mo-
ment, and then moved on towards the cot
tage. Yes, it was Glare. He came for
ward, planting his steps carefully, STUN
bled a little as he ascended the porch, but
recovered himself, and, without speaking,
came in and went up to his chamber,
making but little noise on the way.
We soon followed. anxious ana heavy
hearted, and sat down in our room With
no thought of retiring The sounds that
came from the next room were not in
telligibe nor satisfactory. Some one was
moving about uncasily. and either put
ting things right or changing the old or
der. This went On steadily for perhaps q
quarter Of an hour, without voice being
heard. Then we were started by low,
quick cry Of fear, and knew the voice to
be that of Mrs. Glare. A dead silence fol
lowed We listened in painful suspense.
'I'vc mind to do it, We heard Mr.
Glare say, and following the sentence
came the clear click of 8 pistol lock.
The next few minutes seemed an age.
AZ yge waited for tho deadly ranort afraid