The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1886-07-15

VIII not XIII you'll"
Il can not swear answered the mani
Il would sooner die than forswear the
blessed human face-even though that
face be my enemys."
At these words my rage returned; I
dashed the man to the ground, and put
my foot upon his breast, and my hand
upon his neck; and he struggled for a
time-and was dead! was startled; and
as looked upon his face I thought it
seemed to revive; thought the cold,
blue eye fixed upon me, and the vile
grin returned to the ivid mouth, and
the hafids, which in the death-pang had
grasped the sand, stretched themselves
out to me. So stamped on the breast
again, and dug hole in the shore, and
buried the body. And now" said I,
Il am alone at last!" And then
the sense of loneliness, the vague, vast,
comfortless, objectless sense of desola-
ton passed into me. And Ishook-shook
IN every limb of my giant frame as if I
had been child that trembles in the
dark; and my hair rose, and my blood
crept, and I would not have stayed in
that spot moment more if I had been
made young again for it. turned away
and fed-hed round the whole island;
and CRASHED my teeth when I came to
the sea, and urged to be cast into some Il
Hmitable desert that might fee on for.
ever. At sunset returned to my cave
l sat myself down on one corner of tn
bed and covered my face with my hand.
1 thought heard voice; I raised my
eyes, and, as l live, l saw on the other
end of the bed the man whom had slain
and buried. There he sat, six feet from
me, and nodded to me, and looked at
me with his wan eye and laughed.
rushed from the cave-1 entered wood
I threw myself down. There, opposite
to me, six feet from my face, was the
face of that man again! And my courage
rose, and spoke, but he answered not.
I attempted to seize him. He glided from
my grasp and was still opposite, six feet
from me as before. 1 flung my
self on the ground and pressed my
face to the sod, and would not
look up till the night came on and dark
ness was over the earth. then rose and
returned to the cave; I lay down in my
bed, and the man lay down by me. And
l frowned and tried to seize him as before,
but I could not; and l closed my eyes,
and the man lay by me. Day passed on
bed, at home and abroad, in uprising
and down-sitting, by day and at night,
there by my bedside, six feet from me,
and no more, was that CHASTITY and dead
thing. And l said, as / looked upon the
beautiful land and the still heavens, and
then turned to that fearful comrade, Il
shall never be alone again :" and the man
laughed.
At last ship came, and hailed it. It
took me up, and l thought, as put my
foot on the deck, Il shall escape from my
tormentor!" AS I thought SO 1 saw him
climb the deck too, and l strove to push
him down into the sea. but in vain; he
was by my side, and he fed and slept with
me as before! Icame home to my native
land. I forced myself into crowds;
went to the feast, and heard music, and
l made thirty men sit with me and watch
by day and by night. So had thirty
one companions, and one was more social
than all the rest.
AT last said to myself: This is de
fusion and cheat of the external senses,
and the thing is not, save in my mind.
will consult those skilled in such disor-
ders, and will be alone again!"
summoned one celebrated in purging
from the minds eye its films and deceits.
I bound him by an oath to secrecy, and
told him my tale. He was bold man
and a learned, and he promised my re-
lief and release.
Where is the figure now?" said he,
smiling; Il see it not"
And l answered.: 1T is six feet from
u.s."
Il see it not" said he, again; land if
it were real, my senses would not re-
ceive the image less palpably than yours. :"
And he spoke to me as school-men speak.
did not argue nor reply, but I ordered
my servants to prepare a room and to
cover the floor with thick layer Of
sand. When II was done babe the
Leech follow me into the room, and l
barred the door.
where is the figure nowr repeated
he. And said: six feet from US, be-
on the floor" said I, and pointed to the
spot; what see your" And the Leech
shuddered and chung to me that he
might not fall.
THE sand" said he, twas smooth when
we entered, and now see on that spot
the print Of human feet!
And laughed and dragged my living
companion on. "See," said /, when we
move what follows us u
The Leech gasped for breath. THE
print" said he, "of human feet !"
Can you minister to me, then ?" cried
I, in sudden, fierce agony. And must
never be alone again 2"
And I saw the feet of the dead thing
trace one word upon the sand; and that
word was-NEvER!-Bulwe Lytton.
Cavalry March in the Night.
To one not familiar with a cavalry
night march in the face of the enemy it
may be difficult to comprehend why il