Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1877-01-06

you have nothing to do but take that
bottle OF Chloroform and so to work.
I don't wish TO suffer unnecessarily. "
"Well," said 1, "I'll not let you
commit suicide, by trying the job
yourself. !. I am ready"
"Thank you," cried he, grasping
my hand and shaking it cordially;
Il thought you were sensible man,
and now I am sure of it."
81 am not at all sure of it," said
I, half-smilins, "but I will take the
chances
And 1 aid.
When ke walked out Of his chloro-
form slu,a aber, the job was thorough
ly done, :every trace of it was re-
moved, and he was comfortably dis
posed in the bed. He looked at me
steadily smiled, nodded and said:
"Doct'sr, you're trump!'
Just tbnn some one knocked light
ly. "OR Zen the door, please" he
continued; it's my wife,"
I did %, and admitted pretty,
though plainly dressed little woman.
Her face sswas deathly pale, and she
ran to ths bedside, exclaiming:
"Oh !! sClinton; is it all over?'
"All over, my dear, thanks to DR..
Bolton" "'he replied.
"Oh. I'm so glad p she cried; 81
was afraid you wouldn't do it, doc
tor" she sdded. addressing me.
"He 1ll think us both crazy, if
you talksiSe that Agnes said her
husbandtwith a smile.
ooh, he mustn't think that, Clin-
ton" she cried. t" why don't you ex-
plain ?"
"Mrs.: Hamlin, you forgot your
SELF" sai2 he, rather sternly.
{" Dat,,gy dear" she urged, "you
will tell him some tilne?''
81 hope So, certainly" he an
swered; sand doctor, if you are not
sufficiently repaid, make out your
bill, and|I hope to be able to liqui-
date it socn."
81 au' amply paid" said I, "and
I only desire to be assured that I
have really done you service"
"Oh, ,syou have" cried both, but
they would vouchsafe no further ex-
planatioa. and I took my departure
as nuch;perplexed as ever, but leav-
ing them as if I had given them q
fortune instead Of manning one of
them for life.
I was:much occupied that Spring
and Summer, but often thought Of
the mysterious Queen street case, al
though ! learned nothing more, ex-
ccpt that Mr.. Hamlin and his wife
had departed, no one knew whittier,
as soon as the husband was tolerably
recovered from the operation he had
undergone. Early in September, I
was walking one day along the city's
most fashionable avenue, when q
voice called
cdr. Bolton!'
I turned and saw Mrs. Hamlin,
exquis;tely dressed, sitting in an
open carriage beside a tall, fine-look-
ing gentleman, whose face was more
than half covered with short, thick
whiskers, mousta che and beard.
"Jump in, DOCTOR" she cried,
"and LET me introduce you to my
husband, Mr.. Sylvester, DR.. Boil
ton"
I stopped with my foot on the
carriage step, as if petrifed.
Mr.. Sylvester bowed, and smiled
very politely, but did not speak.
Come, DOCTOR" said the lady,
"do get in, please. I am SO glad
to see you"
I climbed in and sat down, look
ing first at one and then at the other
in a very stupid fashion.
What's the matter" cried the
lady, aren't you glad to see me
again ?"
"Why-yes," muttered /, /" bu
but where is Mr.. Hamlin p
She looked suddenly grave. Sc
| did he.
Didn't you hear2" said she sol
emnly.
mo-" said I horrifsd; "he-h.
didn't die?"
/ knew then how q homicide feels
Not bit Of it r cried Mr.. Syl
vester; suddenly thrusting ont boti
hands, graaping mine, and shaking