New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-03-10

feared he would be imprudent. wish
could have prevented this" Then
he added, turning to the undertaken,
"Who sent for you? You did not tell
me-"
sThepoorg gentleman brother, sir?'
Brother! He had no brother"
"Oh yes, he had, sir Twin brother,
| fancy. The likeness is wonderful
Strange that I never heard of it be-
fore" said the doctor looking aston
lshed. "Hemust have been here soon
after my patient died, or perhaps at
the time. wonder if any family diff
ficulty-Ishould liketo question him.
he continued sWhere is he?'
"He was here awhile ago, sir, but
left just as you came in I think"
every queer said the doctor puz-
zled.
Pretty soon they went away togeth-
er, and then | emerged from my hiding
place and started out again, taking
the direction of Mary shouse. On en-
terlng l found her in sad frame of
mind that she assured me he was able
to subdue. She appeared to divine
intuitively that some calamity was
about to befall her, and all my en-
deavors were powerless to dry the
tears that welled from her eyes as she
met me, and with which l could with
difficulty prevent my own from min
CLING. In trying to soothe her agitation
and dependency, clasped her hand
in mine, when, to my dismay, she
started hack II, q ffriubt
ut is cold!" she cried. cit is like
the hand Of a dead person! Some
dreadful misfortune is goingto happen
to you'll know it feel it," She be-
gan to sob Historically. TWAS on the
tip OF my tongue to exclaim: "Mary,
it has already come to me, and soon
| its black shadow will blight your
young and tender lifen'
But I dared not speak. feared the
horrible truth might kill her, and on
my wretched soul would then lie an
increase Of guilt. Besides, she must
know it all when my body should be
I buried! In a little while no conceal
ment would be possible AS l gazed
into her tear-dimmed eyes, a feeling OF
intense agony rose up III my heart.
Unable to endure it, | snatched my
| hand from hers and rushed from the
house, regardless of her sorrowful
amazement.
During the interval that has elapsed
between that day and the morning of
my funeral saw her no more had
not the courage to again face her grief
and her questioning look in which lin
gered an expression OF dread. But
when the day finally dawned-the day
in which | was to be laid to rest body
and soul, if, indeed, my soul could OBJ
tain rest-I was impelled to go to her
to take my last farewell.
On coming into her presence dis
covered my poor Mary in the same
dismal mood.
ooh, how | have sufered-how |
have sufered!o she exclaimed over and
over again. [ implored her to tell
me the cause OF her despair, but she
said she was unable to explain it, all
though in some way, it seemed to be
connected with myself. Again she
clasped her hand in mine, and again
she complained OF its icy GOODNESS.
The fatal hour drew near when they
were to take my dead body to the
churchyard. l had to tear myself
away. And yet, how could 60 with
out Mary whom loved so we'll? It
was impossible
"Mary," said, II have a favor to
ask OF you. A friend OF mine has just
died, and am Obliged to attend his
funeral. Come with me-"
10 my surprise she assented read
lily.
"Anything-anything;" she said,
so that am with you and not left
alone with my thong hts"
| So it happened that within half an
hour we were seated side by side in
the coupe and being driven together
toward the churchyard where at that
moment my own funeral procession
was on its way. | leaned back in
the carriage lost in gloomy reaec-
ton, while Mary's tears fell
faster and faster behind her
veil. The fantastic quaintness of the
situation broke suddenly upon me,
and to Mary's Mortified wonder,
burst into an uncomfortable par
oxysm Of laughter. | saw the changed
expression of her face as she looked
at me, and becoming sober again 1
relapsed once more into my ioyless
reverie.
When we reached the churchyard,
the hearse containing my body was
already there, and some men were pre-
pared to carry my coffin to an open
grave near by. The doctor was the
sole mourner. He walked slowly and
with uncovered head behind the black
draped box that contained my mortal
remains. He appeared uneasy and
looked round once or twice as if in
search OF some one, my brother, prob
ably.
"How STRANGE murmured Mary.
| chad your friend no associates except
| that man and YOURSELF
| NO." I answered. and was struck
by the fearful sound of my own voice.
| The clergyman that accompanied the
party began to read the burial service,
and from the depths OF the carriage
where sat with Mary quivering form