The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-02-05
. MARTYR OF SCIENCE.

A MARTYR OF SCIENCE.
FROM THE FRENCH OF JULES RoBILLoT.
Nv friend Pierre Andreol glanced
furtively at his watch, and turning to
me, said:
"In a quarter of an hour we will be
there"
81 replied, eyes, in a quarter OF an
hour"
"a fine day."
every fine"
And we continued to march side by
side, silently, as two convicts rivetted
to the same ball.
The day was almost too beautiful,
an August sky darling it's afternoon
RAYS on the barred heads ofthe mourn
full procession slowly moving on it's
way toward the cemetery of Pere lie
Chaise.
In turning, l saw, stretching out far
behind me, on the Rue de la Roquette,
and losing itself in the distant turn,
the long black file, followed by the
procession of mourning carriages. l
could distinguish even the coupe ofthe
dead mar with it's lanterns draped in
black and his horse marching with his
air of ceremony-grave and slow.
Before us the near relations; the old
grey-headed colleagues covered with
decorations, all bearing the same at
titude of dignified affection. On each
side OF the hearse, with it's wreath OF
flowers surmounted by an enormous
crown of v~iolets, marched a detach-
ment of soldiers with a heavy, indif-
ferent tread, their musket stocks
cleaning from under their arms.
'"The poor doctor was officer of the
Legion of HONOR" said /, addressing
Pierre.
Eyes. And he would probably have
been elected commander at the next
nomination"
$50 you, his secretary, are now
without a placer"
II! Oh, that's nothing"
"How old was he?"
almost sixty years"
"Only sixty years." And / ( dreamed
OF the embryos of discoveries which
must now be forever undeveloped In
that vast brain.
"Such men ought not to diel"
Pierre looked at me some seconds
with his steady eye, and said IN a low
voice:
Eyes, it is a pity those men commit
suici le."
Commit suicidel" said /, stopping
brusquely.
.sThe Doctor GGanty killed himself
Pierre was crazy with his mysterious
airs. Every one knew how the doctor
died, OF poisoning from an accidental
cut in dissecting. Pierre. as if he fol-
lowed the course of my thoughts, gave
his head a shake of pain.
For q savant it is very simple to
commit a suicide that no one will sus-
pact, even the one for whom it was
done. The doctor knew how to kill
himself, that's ALL"
My friend wore so serious and so
convinced an air that / began to un-
derstand that underneath this death,
SO simple In appearance, there was
some cruel and terrible secret.
"But--to kill himself! For what?'
You mean to say for whom. For
whom do four men out OF five kill
themselves"
smiled with incredulity. ga wom-
am"
Pierre nodded afirmatively with an
expression of deep sorrow
"A woman! Yes
stopped confounded. Pierre ought
to know the truth. For nearly ten
years he had lived side by side with
the doctor; he had known somewhat
OF the hidden depths ofthis a How
well recalled him as he looked on the
day OF reception of the Institute-this
obstinate searcher of unfathomable
problems--this pallid worker with his
d~isdainful yet smiling profile, whose
scalped obeyed anever trembling hand
did he kill himself-like a boy OF
twenty
We continued our march through
the dusty street. In front OF us rose
that straight, well-kept avenue lead
ing to that English garden ofthe dead,
Pere lie Chaise. | walked on YEARLY,