The Van Buren press., 1877-05-22

wild mans.
was very much excited, for l WAS in
the FIRST stages Of brain disorder, apd
wandered restlessly about the room put
! recollect seeing Helen weeping and be
seeching them to take :care of me. All
is as q dream from that time, hut l was
put to bee. and n physician sent for.
Not until l was entirely recovered, and
then they were forced to 1t, did they tell
me that the abody Of beautiful i'Velore
We're had been found in the 'wbods, hear
the bridge, utterly, without lifei;b,Hnd,
when examined, discolered marks aboht
the throat showed that sho had Been
strangled 10 deathnota } odt i9 aei'2ss
This was six weeks later The body
had been taken TO the We're burial place,
but her, betrothed, q noble. gentleman
the servants said, had come down to
Westwold and taken charge of every
thing, though greatly racked with grief.
Mr.. We're had been taken home vary i'll,
and Helen had, of course gone also. ..
My love dream had turned into hor.
rible nightmare, and ended in an awful
reality.
A year passed. As was natural, the
first sharp shock Of this most painful ex
perience had worn of. More immediate
occurrences occupied my thoughts, but
! could never recall that fatal time with.
out shudder. '' 'f
! One night, at sacred concert, l saw
the face of Helen We're. 1t was more
beautiful than ever, matured by the chas
tening influence of suffering. She was
dressed in deep mourning, and by her
side sat a man OF peculiar elegance and
dignity. '
AS watched Helen We're sharp jcal.
ousy OF her companions attentions stole
over me. There seemed between them,
to my attentive eye, the familiarity Of q
close sympathy. saw her slip her lit
tie black gloved hand within his; l OBJ
served when she grew weary that he sup
ported her.
When the concert was over hastened
to approach them. Helen seemed star
tied and agitated by my appearance, but
gave me her hand and introduced me to
Mr.. Alfred Sutton. A few words aside
informed me that this was Velore's be-
trothed
She urged me to visit her. did so.
Her fathea was dead. She lived in her
beautiful house alone. How greatly she
had changed from the gay little school
girl Of hardly more than year back |!
She had lost all the abandon ofgirlhood,
even the bloom, but she was very lovely,
and as watched her new pang OF jeal.
ousy Of Mr.. Alfred Sutton rose in my
breast.
But In little while understood her
better. Her na-far-- bar -sistey,s .-ha.
his love for her only brotherly. Care
fully, tendcrly I sought and won her
Six months after our marriage . gentle.
man came in carriage to my house, and
asked to see me alone / conducted him
to the library, and closed the door.
He was man of polished address, and
evidently of strong character. He intro
duced himself as DR. vaux of the private
insane asylum at Hillside. At this an
nouncement felt slight CONSERVATION
and bewildermcnt, that think was appa-
rent in my manner. .
About q year ago." said he, after
some preliminaries, 81 received a pa.
tient whose name may not be unkno wn
to you--.Mr George Sloewick."
Good Heavens ~ cried.
"You know him?'
~ have known him very we'll"
"Yes. He was placed in my care by
his father; pronounced insane by his
family physician. l have given his case
the best care and particular attention, but
he is incureable. At present his physi-
cial strength is fast falling: in short, l
fear he is dying. But as life fails reason
returns, and as now consider his state
perfectly natural. and his reason lucid, l
feel required to treat his wishes with in
diligence. He desires to see you, and'I
have come for you"
rose and began looking for my hat.
When servant had brought it, I follow
ed Dr. Vaux to bis carriage.
/ was too confuses to observe what
course WE took. l only realized with a
sudden thrill, that we stopped at last be.
fore the portals of the asylum. My CON-
panion gave me some refreshments. for
| was I confess very nervous, and then
followed him through several light, pleas.
ant corridors to the door.
ais he quite prepared to see mc2"
asked. .=.s n.
'' He is waiting" was the reply. NJ
Twas ushered into chamber of mod
crate size The light was subduad. A
woman stood at the side Of bed tanning
the CHASTITY face among the pillows, The
head was shaven, the cheeks deeply fall
en-; never should have known George
Sloewick, not even by his voice. r.,
"Come closer" he said, Ia strained
whisper, motioning me to the bedside y
DR.. Vaux placed chair for me, and
stood with hand upon my SHOULDER. 20
~ can talk only moment" said Sloe.
wick, with painful effort 81 killed he,
II killed Velore We're. You see had
money hid there under chestnut tree, all
the money could get. My dog saw me
bury It. He was sagacious brute. lie
dug it up, and killed him for it. Twas
buroing him near the spot, and was all
marked with his bloom, you knov. when
she came and saw me. ! thought she
saw all, for there lay the bags of money
as the dog had paved them out OF the
dirt IT WAS all the. hiding place had
thought she would tell, and deterIuin.
ed to kill her. Perhaps after all she did
not see the money; l don't know; but
pretended sick the next day, and told