The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-02-22
MI OWN SUICIDE.


had resolved to kill myself; there was
no bnger any doubt that Amelia was faith
less to me.
Lei me be sure of twas it Amelia her
name was? To think that she once held
my life, as it were, in her little hand, and
[ tan't recollect to save my soul what her
ntme was.
Anyhow, whoever she was, she had prov
Ell false to me, and, as / was very young at
tie time, l had promptly come to the con
dusion to destroy myself. My first inten-
lions We Q to go and blow out my brains
LII over Ter STAIR carpet, but then l reflect
ed that every one would know that Henri
.etta-come to think of it her name was
Henrietta-had infatuated me and tarned
my head. "No," said / to myself, "no
scandal, no publicity Let me initiate the
wounded stag, which, seeking to hide It's
fatal hurt, betakes itself TO the most secret
thickets, there to perish from all human
eyes,"
In this elegiac disposition I took the $50
train for Melun, which set me down just at
dust within a few steps of the Golden Lion,
a very well kept inns with clean beds and a
capital table.
s'What will Monsieur have for supper?'
said a charming little mistress.
"Nothipg-supper would be mockery.
Show me to my tomb-to my room, |
mean"
retired to my coach but not to sleep. In
my fevered dream I beheld Victoria-I am
confident it was Victoria after all passing,
leaning upon the arm of my hated rival. ]
ciutched madly at his throat and seized
the iron railing of the bedstead, or the mar
BILE slab of the little table by my bedstead,
I rose unrefreshed, but what of that was
about to die-hai hal to die.
Having dressed myself l went in search
of a rope You may think when a person
wants to hang himself nothing is easierthan
to fnd Il rope, bat I had to hunt ne hotel
high and low before / could find n
What on earth do you want with a rope,
Monsieur said the pretty mistress when
she found me one.
With the precious bit of hemp in my
pocket L took my way toward the thicket
not far from the hotel in a little wood whose
paths were familiar to me. There was n
lonely and gloomy copse there whereI we'll
knew my lifeless hoay would swing for
weeks ere it was discovered.
Upon the road / thought of Bertha-I
was wrong before; come to think Of it it
was Bertha land cursed her with all the
bitterness of which my soul was capable.
7 then tested my cord. II was not such an
agent OF obstruction as I would have chos-
en- had i an assortment from which to make
d selection. Il seemed to me both short
and not up to my weight. / was annoyed.
You cannot tell how q trifie like that will
effect a persons temper at such o moment.
Al further disappointment was in store
g. - N. a ..xrtD . ~ fho Quot had co
lected in advance, / was disagreeably sur
prised TO find some one else there. An in
diyidual, whose back only | corld see, was
occupied in fastening a rope to the most
eligible branch of the tree.
Hello! What are you doing there?' !
cried.
He turned around. tfWhat business is
iS Of yours, any way?" he said.
s.Bah; don't you think / ] know what you
intended to do?"
"Well, an : supposing I wanted to han &
m~yself-its my own funeral-suicide |
mean"
I regarded him narrowly. He was a
handsome and manly young fellow OF about
my own age, with a frank and winning
countenance. He was deadly pale.
This young man, said ], lifting my
hands to heaven, 'was going to take his
life-his own precious life-ull for the
sake Of a worthless jilt."
"Sir?v he cried.
Poor, silly fool I went on, commune
ming with myself aloud. e"He would un-
dertake himself to defend her. All lovers
are the same. Will you" | continued" take
my adyice-the ADVICE Of q well wisher?
Just leave that cord there &c was 9 stouter
rope thar mine, I had obseryed and 60
quietly home like q coed fellow. When you
are yourself you viii thank me for having
given you such good advice"
He shook his head gloomily. II de-
sire to die, he muttered.