Connecticut western news., 1873-10-03

The dylng man grew gradully more
 feeble. The servants crept about tn,
 house stealthily, and whispered to eacl
 other like conspirators. Dr. Pillogus
 divided his attention between the
 watch in his hand and the patient in the
 armchair. Mrs. Welford had not beer
 in the room for couple of hours.
 Where is Harriet ?" asked the sick
 man.
 A servant returned with an answer
 His mistress was in the next room re.
 ceiving visitor-a gentleman.
 "She might be better employed, ;
 growled the doctor.
 MT. Welfori was of the same opinion.
 A sick man is jealous of his privileges.
 He remarked to the servant that he did
 not wish to see any yvisitor-only his wife.
 The servant fumbled about the room for few minutes, and then said (confi- dentially to side-board) that he did not think the stranger wished tointrude on the privacy of Afr. Welford-laying particular emphasis on the Mister.
 Patients never miss word that they are not wanted to hear. Mr. Welford caught the insinuation of the domestic and remembered it.
 "The indelicacy of some people," re- marked the doctor, sententiously, Sis only equaled by the heartlessness of others" He had studied the sentence.
 ''James," said the sick man, "desire your mistress to come here. I have but a few minutes to live, and her absence grieves me-"
 The servant delivered the message and returned with mouth full of the following sentences:
 "Oh, If you please, sir, missus says, as the ordeal's too much for her, and if you wouldn't mind, she would like, as her nerves bad, to remain where she is. and suffer her af1iction all alone" The domestic then punctuated himself out of the door.
 "This is very extraordinary" said the doctor. "Let me recommend you to compose yourself"
 At this moment strongly-defned burst of laughter broke through the stiffness. It was composed of a little peal, and a regular guffaw.
 "Surely that cannot be my wife! !"
 "I strongly suspect it is though, and her visitor. Compose yourself, my dear sir ; the rites of Hospitality, you know, must be observed even in the house of death.
 The patient indulged in feeble look of impatience, the first sensation he had known for years. He mistook it for spasm of death.
 Doctor Pillogus improved his oppor- tunity. First he reminded MT. Vel ford that he had but few more minutes to live-perhaps with view of cheer ing him then he dwelt on the mani fold duties of dying man, not only with regard to the world he is going to, put to that he is leaving. Then he re- serred incidentally to Mrs. Welford, and Ter bereaved condition, winding up suddenly with the remark, somewhat oetulantly expressed, that s'She should oe here, guests or no guests"
 The patient indorsed this sentiment with look of intelligent appreciation. He also groaned q am thus minute to display my complete mastery of the human passions).
 A moment later there was another cheerful response from the adjoining oom. It was @ more guilty laugh than he first one, and quickly subsided into giggle.
 "This is too much. With your per- mission I will speak to Mrs. Welford. f she has not the delicacy or inclina- ion to be here, she should at least have he good taste to remain quiet"
 The patient really looked as though le saw the force of this. He was visi- 'ly annoyed. These little incidents were not set down in the tragedy he had 
 Doctor Pillogus returned with long ace. When I say this, want you to understand that it was more than usu- fly long; for, in it's moral condition, it 7as about as long as politician s prom se before election; now, it was longer han politicians explanation after ,ard.
 The patient watched his demeanor losel y, but said nothing. He felt, omehow, that things were not going lght, and, to tell the truth, the poor pol felt little ashamed of himself.
 When a kind friend wants to break ome unpleasant news to you mildly nd cautiously, he generally contrives put you on the rack as preparative. y the time he gets to the worst your o1rits are broken to pieces by forebod- lg apprehension and doubts.
 Shall l tell you what the doctor con- to his dying friend? No. annot. The development is too start ng, even for me, who wallow, and, very ften, stick fast in such things. A hectic flush of anger diffused itself yer the pale mans cheek. He stretched 1 'rth his hands like galvanized corpse. nd told the doctor to go for his wife I nd command her attendance The doc- 1 'r went out. The patient bent forward i l his chair with the cat-like watchful- ess of sick man.
 1 am sorry to say he heard the words 1outed in gruff, fierce and strange oice: "Tell the stupid old brute that we . ill come to see him in ten minutes, if will do us the favor to die in five, as romised."
 l The business of this scene begins I lth scream and an oath! : The first came from Mrs. Welford. =. ho, after having performed it in a editable manner, flung herself on the e ia and burst into torrent of tears. f The second emanated from the militia ' chieftain, and was of large and gen. , ous description. Y In corner of the room stood the doc = r, gazing with anxious visage on a f ,ectral figure which has just entered. r It was MT. Welford ] | The military chieftan surveyed the f enc with deliberate stare, walked up Q Mrs. Welford, placed his brown hand ] her fair shoulder, and bade her be d c "Leave this house, sir" z !" prefer to stay" < " You refuse ?" v " Unquestionably." '" Madam" addressing his wife, Gre 'e to your own apartment" :" Harriet, stay where you are." The reader is requested to bear in f ind that all the 1mpudent answers f, aanate from the military chieftain. il