The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-08-01
DIR. MACBRIDE.
Saving a Beautiful Girl from Death
for His Own Wedding.

DR.. Eneas Macbride was strong in
comparative anatomy, and dissected
everything that came in his way. His
dissecting room was in the courtyard
of the Palazzo Carminali, Rome. But
it was up stairs in his library and alone
that III Scozzese" carried out his
choisest manipuladons and made the
more delicate of the preparations of
human muscles, arteries, veins and
nerves, which, when completed, were
displayed under glass shades on long
table in the center of the apartment.
1t was at this table, having just finished
the dissection of very small hand
never mind to what kind of creature
the hand, while it was living hand,
had belonged-that he was sitting in
July, 1855, when it suddenly occurred
to him that he had exhausted his sup
ply of cochineal with which to tinge
the melted wax which he proposed to
inject on the morrow morning into the
venous system of his preparation"
DIR. Eneas Macbride proceeded to the
well known druggists shop kept by
Signor Panciarotto, at the corner Of the
Via del Condotti. 1t was one of the
largest and handsomest shops in Rome.
He made his purchase and placed the
packet of cochineal in q side pocket.
''Stay," he suddenly exclaimed, paus-
ing on the threshold, II had forgotten
something. You must make up, If you
please, that admirably efficacious Sleep
ing draught, with the secret of the
formula Of which only you and / are
cognizant, and which has given ease to
so many Of my patients. Will you pre-
pare it for me at once? must take it
with me-"
with pleasure, illustrissimo ad &C.
cellentissimo Doctore," said the apoth-
ecary, as he hustled from jar to jar,
pouring various ingredients into q glass
vial. "Tis wonderful sleeping
draught, to be sure. have tried it on
my wife who, poor soul, endures ago.
MES from the toothache, and it never
fails in producing slumber. To be sure,
had you not told me that the potion
was quite harmless, I should have been
afraid to use it; for the sleep that it
brings about is so deep and so long as
tie be really very much like the sleep of
DEATH"
He had soon completed his task, and
b DR.. Macbride, placing the vial in his
side pocket with the cochineal, left
the pharmacists. He crossed the Piazza
di Spagna, in the direction of the Col
lege of the Propaganda; when just as
he had reached the spot where is now
the monument, his path was crossed by
a tall man who was wrapped up in
long black cloak, and who wore his
broad tapped hat slouched over his
eyes. a.
ut is all very well for you to SLOUGH
your hat over your eyes, my friend"
said DIR. Macbride to himself, "but I
know that hat and cloak very well, or
1 am grievously mistaken. They belong
to the nameless man who lodges in one
of the garrets at the Palazzo Carminal.
once nursed you through fever, my
friend, and gave you money to get your
cloak out of pawn. don't think you
would do me any harm, though folks
do say that you are spadacino; hired
assassin" G
Scarcely had he thus mentally ex-
pressed himself when he heard in q low
voice behind him the single word. SEC
ceolav' Here he isp' And Immediately
he was seized from behind by strong
arms, heavy cloak was thrown over
his head, and he was lifted from the
ground and carried some yards. Then
he was thrust forward on what seemed
some kind of q bench or seat; the arms
which had seized him had relaxed their
grasp, a door was slammed and he be-
came aware that he was in q rapidly
moving vehicle.
DR.. Eneas Macbride had in verify
been kidnapped by two men, forcibly
carried by them to coach, one OF the
doors of which was standing wide,
huddled into the vehicle and rapidly
driven away. The whole proceeding,
Indeed, had been watched with the
liveliest interest by an individual who
was clad in a long brown cloak, and
eyes, and who-there is no indiscretion
in saying twas the nameless man
who lived in one Of the garrets on the
Palazzo Carminali, and whose profess
sion was conjectured to be that of an
assassin for hire. And as he watched
the carriage rapidly retreating into
the shadows, the nameless man was
jingling some golden coins in his pock-
cts and chuckling merrily.
Ten ducats," he reflected-''ten
ducats only for pointing out the Signor
Dottore to them. And they have sworn
not to do him any harm OF course. If
they had wanted to harm him they
would have come to me; but l would
not have stabbed the Signor Dottore;
no, not for hundred ducats. Let us
60 and drink bottle of Chianti."
While the nameless man was thus
congratulating himself on the success
full result of his exceptionally bloodless
nights work, unseen hands had relieved
DR.. Eneas Macbride of the heavy cloak
in which he had been muffied, and in
which he had been all but suffocated.
He sat up to find himself in the interior
of what was evidently the carriage of a
person of rank. The blinds were closely
drawn down, but a small lamp hanging
from the roof gave him sufficient light
to see that the opposite seat was occu-
pied by two gentlemen very richly
dressed, but whose countenances were
wholly concealed by masks of black
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