Richland beacon., 1877-06-16

d" Destruction of Sennacherib "had a ire
mendous run, it will also be remembered
that not single life was really lost dur
ing its representation.
It was only a few weeks after this mod
est first appearance on the boards OF
"The man with an Aneurism that,
happening to be at a dinner party OF
practical business men, sought to In
terest them with the details of the above
story, delivered with such skill and
pathos as l could command. regret TO
say that, as pathetic story, it for mo-
ment seemed to be a dead failure. AT
last prominent banker sitting next to
me turned to me with the awful ques-
ton: "why don't your friend try TO
realize on his life insurance." l begged
his pardon; 1 didn't quite understand.
40. discount, sell out. Look here
latter pause.) Let him assign his policy
tn me-it's not much of risk. on your
statement. Well-Pll give him his five
thousand dollars clear"
And he did. Under the advice of this
cool-headed--I think l may add warm
hearted-banker, "The man with an
Ane,,rism invested his money in the
name of and for the benefit of his wife
in certain securities that raid him
small but regular stipend. But he still
continued upon the boards of the theater.
BY reason OF some business engage
ments that called me away from the city,
did not see my friend the physician
for three months afterward. When l
did asked tidings of The Man with the
Aneurism. The doctors kind face grew
sad. "I'm afraid-that is, l don't ex-
actly know whether I've good news or
bad. Did you ever see his wife ."
Inever had.
"Well, she was younger than he, and
rather attractive. One of these doll-faced
women. You remember, he settled that
life insurance policy on her and the
children; she might have waited. She
didn't. The other day she eloped with
some fellow, don't remember his name,
with the children and the five thousand
dollars"
"And the shock killed him." said,
with poetic promptitude.
"No--that is---not yet; 1 saw him
vest srday," said the doctor, with COLI
scientious professional precision. looking
over his list of calls.
"well, where is the poor fellow now ?"
"Hs's still at the theatsr. James, if
these powders are called for, you'll find
them here in this envelope. Tell Mrs.
Blank I'll be there at seven and she can
give the baby this until come. Say
there's No danger. These women are an
awful bother! Yes, he's Il the theater
yet. Which way are you going? Down
town? Why can't you step into my
carriage, and I'll give you q lift, and
we'll talk on the way DOWN. Well, he't
at the theater yet. And-and-edo you
remember the destruction of Sennach'
crib? No? Yes you do. You remem
Der that woman in pink, who pirsuetted
| in the famous ballet scene! You don't
Why, yes you do! Well, 1 imagine, o.
course l don't know; it's only q sum
mary diagnosis; but l imagine that oul
friend with the aneurism has attached
himself to her."
doctor, you hsrrify me-"
"There are more things, Mr.. Poet, il
heaven and earth than are dreamed o
in your philosophy. Listen. My dag
nosis may be wrong, but that wemal
called the other day At my Office to asl
about him, his health, and general con
dition. l told her the truth-and sh
tainted. 1t was about as dead faint a
/ ever saw; was nearly an hour i
bringing her out of it. Of course it va
the heat of the room. her exertions tn
preceding week, and l prescribed for hel
Queer, wasn't it? Now, if were
writer, and had your faculty, I'd max
something out Of that"
"But how is his general health ?"
40, about the same. He can't evad
. what will come, you know, at any mi
, ment. He was up here the other da!
Why, the pulsation was as plain-wh!
the entire arch of the aorta-What, 20
. get out here. Goodbye"
of course no moralist, no man writin