The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1878-06-14
Selsrf Story.
From Littelrs Living Age
SECOND SIGHT.
BY E. W. LATIMER.

| ChAfIEH lll-CONCLUDED.
was inexpressibly discomposed b,
! Lat I saw. There 1 stood, spectator, a.
it seemed to me, of some lugubrioul
tarca -, Of some act of insanity.
walked back on tiptoe to the door by
which l had entered the sitting-room
--- -"~sino a moment TO recover
and aIleT p.-------o
myself, opened and closed it violenuy'
calling out to Stachovitch in his room to
know if he was ready.
all be with you in a moment ne
cried, and there was no emotion what
ever in his voice. Take an evening
paper, and sit down.
Then he closed his own door without
having shown himself, left me to myself
for few minutes and appeared smiling
as he always smiled since his duel
had the greatest mind to question
him concerning the strange scene ol
which had been the involuntary spec
tator. But was afraid of intruding on
his secret, SO held my tongue.
We went out. At the corner OF the
Avenue Friedland and the Rue st Hon
ore we took carriage.
"A lucky number, 1 said, looking al
the ticket that the coachman gave me
mo HOY"
"Why lucky?" asked Stachovitch.
Because 1107 can be divided by g."
Stachovitch still looked at me.
Il have fancy" 1 said, ,"for noting the
numbers on the hack carriages Iengage
and the houses where 1 visit. If he fig
ures when added together make nine o,
a number that can be divided by nine,it
is all right. If on the contrary they
make thirteen, as for instance 643 does
am made seriously uncomfortable.
like best to visit houses with lucky mum
bers. and 1 am always afraid of quarrel
ing with people who live at numbers 49
67, and so on. Luckily there are no
many such houses. IL your Avenue
Friedland there is no Noi3. The houses
are numbered II, II bis, 10"
Stachovitch looked at me a little anx
iously.
"Really and truly" he said, edo yot
believe such things?"
Not knowing whether he were joking
or in earnest, l answered, laughingly
"Of course 1 believe them.n
Then said he, 81 suppose you ar
afraid of Friday, and would not choos'
/ to start upon a journey on that day."
"Oh, no." replied with mock gravity
"that is mere superstition. An interes
in numbers is quite another affair. 1t i
an excellent habit to cultivate. After
time we might develop it into quite
respectable mania. You can be alway
enjoying the use of it too without an,
Inconvenience TO others. l assure yo'
| find it contributes greatly to the inter
est OF my existence"
Take care" said the young Russlal
eagerly, you are playing with dangerou
weapons. Believe me, for ] know wha
1 am saying. Ihaye had sad experience,
aAre you really in earnest?'
Perfectly. All manias are dangerou
Mania, nanidcus, are sad words, m
dear fellow. As soon as man gets OF
of the straight line ofcommon sense, b
finds himself upon the road to insanity
answered, "Yes-yes, you are quiz
right" well knowing that absolute col
sent cuts short discussion; for when
thought of the scene before the glass,
could not bear to allude in the present
of Stachoyitch to anything connecte
with insanity.
However, the matter fIded from m
mind. set it down at last to mere 81
macing, to try effects of expression b
fore a mirror. This certainly put STAG
lovitch in rather a ridiculous light, b.
5 in no way impaired my regard for hir
His marriage was to take place on Il
eighth Of June.
y 1t was the last week in may. Stach
\ witch dined nearly every day wi
' Madame de Baudry, and came hon
IS about ten o'clock. | was accustomed
4 look in upon him nearly every evenin
r. when We commonly strollet togeth
down the Champs Elysees-
Y. One evening when l went to his hou
|" his servant told me he had just gone Of
o. but that he had left a message for L
or begging me not to go away without ST
ing him, as he had something very il
~ portant that he wished to say to me.
thought it was probably something abe
his marriage. So having nothing
particular to do I took comfortal
chair, and began to read. 1t was a love
q night. From the windows Of the sitti
room could see the trees of the aven
,w could hear the noise of the carrial
ne. on the streets. There was nothing
eI conduce to any sad or mysterious tn
aEii eEisi of feeling.
All VI q l. q 7
nd TOT. Before me, pale as a corpse, W
siSS haggard, burning eyesstood S;achovit
1t; drawn up to his full height, looking |
OF his own spectre. M
no no Read that" he cried in hoarse Vol
OF. @read that' as, without giving me Il
to ask question, he thrust crump
newspaper into my fingers.
Instead OF looking at it however, l
We gazing into the face of my friend.
ue0 @What is the matter?" asked.
wn @Read it--read it" he repeated; ay
Die. will see that l was right all along.
rec rec. my terrible preseniment"
ise. .se. 1 took the newspaper and read
and paragraph. 1t was telegraphic despat
na a and ran thus
thel ATHENS Viconoto Pooo do nri,