Butte semi-weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1886-1890, 1886-12-15

doctor wns sent for, who made . thiro oiaR
MI. az nv case. bad got into bad com
INV. and been hocmed. In this BELIEF d
~ me an emetic, which at any rate rousee
ma into INV senses ! passed . wretcoee
nioht 81 a truckls bed in my clothes, AMI
~ discharged with . caution In the morn
ing. --... d,
a bath and clean linen, but, above all, TOT al
explanation with my landlady. Why dids n'
oivc that man my letters ard allow him U
% into INV roomsl Had she done no or wa
4 ali a delusionl She, and she only, cou't
decide.
.As 1 drove up I noticed . good many Pro
n,e about. in knots of threes and fours, talk
ING earnestly, and several policemen.
HMore anxious than ever, l ran In. AS
did 20 the landlady came out, throw mp ne'
arms and, with q wild Shrek, fell 1aint'ne
upon the path before me. ! looked rotll'd' ~
one will do, for somebody or something u
help, and saw that my pavilion was u heaI
Of ruins!
aAmidst a perfect Babel Of questions
when did you leaveT How did you es
capeT Were you inside when 1t feIlF n'M
the like, I got the poor woman Into my room
and then, when she had recovered, the ex
PLANTATION was demanded of me.
u was told that I returned ut 5:l5 and
went to my room to dress. The room fell III
and tore the whole place down just as the
servant was going to lay the cloth for my
dinner. They all thought that l was crushed
to death under tho ruins; and what did
mean by such conduct soaring the lives al
most out of them in that wayr Some o5scr-
vations which I had heard when l first CAM
back gave ,re clue to tho landlords hesitation
about letting me have the pavilion / coveted.
What do you mean,' l said, 'by your con-
ducti-allowing me to take o place that was
liable to tumble down at any moment? This
told, l got time to think, and under cover OF
questioning Mrs. Lakes statement rs to time,
had it emphatically confirmed as to fact-or
what she, a woman in full possession Of hel
faculties, and without any object to deceive,
was ready to swear to as to fact. | had come
home. She had given me my letters. l was
in my room-to her certain knowiedge-fif-
teen minutes before the roof fell in.
II told them some of the truth. l had to
20 back to tho town and was kept so late
that l slept there. When they supposed that
those letters had something to do with 1t
did not contradict them. All agreed that it
was a wonderful interposition Of Providence,
and l did not gainsay that.
II had the ruins carefully removed, nomi
nally in order to recover my hooks and
papers, but really because ! would not dis
believe my senses. A man resembling me
had entered tho pavilion; you may say that
I was overweight and excited; that I had
worked myself up to accept a delusion and
was dcluded-but how about Mrs. Lake? She
was making up butter into pats when I came
in, and had absolutely nothing on her mind,
for it had turned out we'll. If a body were
found under the ruins the mystery would he
solved.
mo body was found, but amid the wreck
of my writing table were the letters.
"Some six years afterward I camo by acct
dent upon a curious book called Our Chill
drcrf Il Heaven The author, a Sweden
borgian, believes that our SONS and daughters
whom we lose in infancy grow up in a
spiritual life-parallel df 1 may use the. world
to our own. That is to say, when we pass
into the outer world we are met, not by babes
or children, but by grown up men and
women, educated as we would have liked
them to be il they had never left us. Say
what else you please about it, the idea is a
beautiful ono, and set me thinking, set me
asking questions among the elders Of my
family and my old nurse; the result of
which was that I found I was born one Of
twins, but that the fact was suppressed for a
very sad reason-when we were ten days old
my mother was seized with puelperal mania,
under the influence Of which she strangled
her other babe. That is the reason why l
must ask you to give me your word that you
will not publish this story in my lifetime.
When l am dead, you can use it as you
please, but don't put my real name in it,"
his grave, and his last words were: "Dear
brother I am cominp