The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1877-10-24

ed towards the entrance; but, una
Bile to contain his annoyance, he
turned sharply round, and came
back.
''Villainous type of a cold and
heartless World.'' he said, addressing
John Grimjohn, ''you have taken my
last coin; and you sit there and let
me poison myself, without stretch
ing out hand TO save-without say
ing a word.'
''Have you taken poison?"
Il have-I have r groaned the
stranger.
"IIave you really? Was that
poison in the paper?' said John,
coolly.
Eyes; have just swallowed a IA
tai dose OF arsenic-one of the most
dangerous of our posions."
"Ah, I know what arsenic is"
said John coolly.
''And have taken enough to kill
six men," groaned the stranger in q
hollow voice.
well, that was Uasteful," said
John, grimly. "You might have
bought enough for one. and spent
the balance on beer"
Enough for six enough for six %
said the stranger rolling his eyes and
speaking in tragic tones.
Good !" said John, opening a
flap in the counter. Come in here.
He caught the stranger by tue
collar. drew him in behind the coun-
ter, through the bar-parlor, and into
kind or store behind where there
was large cupboard.
mo one saw you come in." said
John, quietly, "and no one saw you
take the poison?"
"Only you-only you" said the
man, faintingly. A doctor-a doc
tor p
And he was about to fling him
self into a chair but John held him
up. and thrust him into the big
closet.
Doctor, eh? Oh, yes, my boy.
you shall have a doctor-halr a doz-
en- of EN-. They'll hold a fine revel
round your corpus"
"Wh-wh-What do you mean ?"
grasped the stranger; as John thust
him back, and held the door ready
to clap to.
81 mean I'm glad you took arse
nic," said John.
"Wh-wh-why, you unfeeling
wretch?
because it leaves the body so
nice and limp aud soft. The doc
tors like it so.'
"What do you mean?" faltered
the poisoned man.
"Mean?' said John. "Why,
that the doctors will give me ten
pounds for good healthy, strong
subject like you. 1 say, what a
splendid lecture on anatomy that
will be round you about the day
after tomorrow"
Sell me-to the doctors r. groan-
the Mortified man.
''Of course; but not you-your
body. You won't know anything
about it. my lad; and nobody else.
for no one saw you come in."
wretch - roared the stranger.
But the word was cut in half by
John banging to and locking the
closet door.
81 say" he said. knocking at the
panel.
"Yes-yes: let me out" cried
the man, family.
"Just die as quietly as you can,
there's a good fellow; and don't
mind making a noise, if it eases
your mind-no one can hear you"
The man began to kick and hams
mer at the door, and John walked
up and down, smiling and rubbing
his hands. Then he turned to the
bar, served few customers, left the
place in charge OF bar-man, and
went to where the stranger was still
hammering away at the door.
Not dead yet?' John said, with
his mouth to the keyhole.
"No-no-no! Let me out"
groaned the man. ''or shall die p
SWELL, I want you to die,' said
John, coolly.
But it wasn't poison-on1y powd
cred chalk" groaned the prisoner.
LET me out! let me out u
"You sconndrell" |" cried John,
opening the door. collaring the
stranger, and shaking him. "Do
you mean to say that was only
powdered chalk?''
THAT was all, sir-that was all T
"Then you've robbed me of ten
pounds / should have got for your
wretched carcass
"rIl never do so no more. sir--I
won't. pom my soul / WON'T
"Soul!'' cried John. shaking and
kicking him. you haven't got