Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-10-18

said abruptly, It tefnprS me Io uflnk-l see no other way of drowning the horror cf it. God forbid that it may come to the miserable refuge, but it seems it must bes that or mad ness" In truth, the idea that he might be driven out of his mind had occurred to me-
 I said: There is an alternative, you can try it. Suppose you go completely away"
 What! throw up my appointment? It would be ruin to all my future; I should never get anything again. And take Calista abroad, with two little chldrena No, I can not do that"
 Ask her orinion-which you ought to have dono before Do you not sec how ill and worn she is: Believe mo, she suffers far more now than if she knew the truth"
 He stared blankly, in a helpless sort of way; then signing heavily, rose and walked about the room.
 "I will sce,' he said; ''tEanl: you-good- by"
 In dark ignorance wondered over it all. Would that bitterly vindictvc spirit pursue vengeance until her victim lay down in a dis honored grave? Was Ter stcadiaStness will ful-a scheme laid down ard rightly carried out? Or, on the other hand, in carving out the threat upon her dying iirS, was >!c work ing her own penancc. 1t secmGl ic lAc DOS sible that in her changed co"ditoAs she might abhor what yet she was co!;s:,ciit ! by some great moral law to do.
 At length the clouds gathered tex, < il.!;lv about them for Calista to re.H2::! silent. Size entreated her husband in her direct, trust inspiring manner to tell her all, and then he told her. He called upon me to answer for his story, and l did so as far as 1 could for strangely enough Agatha had never appeared when 1 was present. The relief to Calista's mind was at once apparent, once she under stood the facts of the case, extraordinary as they were; she showed all her strength of character and was ready to~brave all the world calmly-in her own dignified, sweet way.
 "Yes, have seen her." she said to me. "and 1 am willing to take my share of her vengeance. Poor girl, pity her from the bottom of my heart, and one of tho most painful parts of this strange, mysterious visitation is that pity should be still needed by departed spirit. How I wish that we could comfort her somehow" l wished, yet dreaded, to see the appari- tion; but as yet it had never been seen by me- Calista's fears for her husband had rapidly deepened, taking the terrible form of dread lest he should go mad. He was very unwell and she persuaded him to see a physician . ''Tell me the simple truth-have you any ! fears of mental disease?" she asked the doc tor, hanging upon his words of life or death
 I'll leIl Ou luS lEuIn since you alone may help him., ,' he answered. He is suffer- ing under some mental strain, and I can do little for him. He needs entire change of scene; he should travel"
 ''It is absolutely necessary?' "Abso- lutely." Calista told him tho strange story She did this rather than let it come from her husbands lips, as there was no question of her sanity. At any cost he must go," was the ultimatum This decided the matter She urged him to throw up everything money, professional advancement, position, country.
 1t means the extinguishing of my whole future,n he said. Nevertheless it had to be. And if it follows usf'
 '.lt will not" she answered. 1T have a feeling that it will not"
 But worse trial yet remained. Calista fell ill; her health had been undermined by these trying months, and professional au- thOrity forbade her going to a hot climate when all Maj, Haringfeld's arrangements settled. There was no help for it.
 They had taken a cottage on the Thames for the summer months, and I had gone down to them for day to say good-by for by this time all resentment against Maj. i Harlngfield had been merged in compassion ! He and were sitting together on the little terrace, Cahsta having gone to fetch wraps, for the evening was little chilly. With his head between his hands, he said: ''Surely
  life"
 i Calsta returned at this moment, and I saw | that her husband could not bear to look her in the face. He rose hastily and murmured that he was going fol" half an hours row. l The moon was nearly full and shining bril- iiantly over the broad river Calista and watched him put off in the little boat, and | began to walk slowly up and down. 1 Before long the boat came gliding in sight 1 again. We saw it as a dark spot upon the nloonlit river VIC saw the sparkle of the drip from the oars. Then we both stood still, our eyes fixed by simultaneous impulse upon the two figures seated in that boat i There sat Mr. Haringfeld, his head bent with his usual air of dejection. and there, op- posite him sat a slight figure, wrapped in hair the moon showed up clear and terrible in that light which, although so familiar never ceases to be strange Soundlessly but for the i dip of tho oar they drfted by, he absorbed in thought, she bending forward and looking in his face with rapt gaze, sullen, despairing, and at the same time, as 1 fancied, inquiring -pitiful.
 | Suddenly I became aware that I was icy 1 cold from head to foot; my teeth chattered 1 l trembled violently.
 You see her," whispered Calista. The ] boat drifted on, the oars scarcely touching tho water, the two motionless figures bending toward one another As they glided through the brilliant path of light cast by the moon across the river she slowly lifted a trans parent hand and seemed to lay it on his arm. ! He gave O shuddering start-we looked-and 1 he was alone.