Evening journal., 1888-12-06


which 7 put on to look at that Internal pic
ture would havo lost my eyes, sure. They
didn't find me an easy prey II ! was un-
armed said the gambler, with q significant
mol; "but l thought the villain had killed
me. The powder burned me right here. ?
touching his forehead Just between the eyes
Il put up my hand and found that my facs
was covered with blood, and supposed that
the bullet had gone into my head
My first thought was 70 got out Of the
place, and on my way down stars / won
dered in a vague way how soon I would be-
gin 70 lose consciousness, and how long a
man could live with bullet in his brain
tell you a man can do a heap Of thinking in
a little while when lie thinks he has Q through
ticl-et on tho lightning express to a place he
isn't exactly sure about ] thought of all
the things had ever done in my life, and
tried 70 strike a sort Of balance, for Iivo tried
to DO a coed turn now and then; but above
all, | wanted to get home and see my wife
and children once more. / suppose / ought
70 be very thankful that ! got out alive,
but'-clinching his hands in a forcible down
ward gesture-''it makes me so mad to think
that fellow got away
While the wounded faro king was telling
his story his wife and daughters lowered
tenderly about him, changing the bandages
upon his head and wetting the powder burns
with cooling lotions
The entrance Of Abe Hummel Mr. Days
counsel, called the interesting patient out Of
the room.
Mrs Daily, attired IN an elegant tea gown
Of blue satin, trimmed with bands of Per-
sian embroidery, received her guests very
pleasantly. She looked pale and worn
~ am tired, she said in answer to a svm-
pathetic inquiry, "but am so thankful that
my husband is spared to me that / don't
! think Of so small a thing as weariness.n
Glow did you first hear Of the accidentf n
was asked
He told me about it himself, replied Mrs.
DAILY.
"Mr Jolly came and took US all down TO a
museum 20 ses u little man; anything you
know, 70 get rs out of the way until Mr.
Daily got home. / never felt better in my
life, and came home with no thought Of any
thing wrong, and went up to my husband 10
kiss him as I always do, when discovered
that he was hurt, and exclaimed: sWhy.
what is the matterf Telling me not 10 be
/ frightened, he related she story. You see y
continued Mrs DAILY, "the letter was only
signed A. Stanton SO there was no way Of
knowing whether it was from man or a
woman
''You believe all your husband says about
/ the matter, do your
To this rather pointed question Mrs DAILY
replieCS believe himg OF course believe
him; why shouldn't 1, never had any cause
to doubt my husband No woman ever had
better one You may be sure said the
lady, "that if had any idea that he cared
| for another woman that l would not stay
here and nurse him. / am naturally of a
jealous disposition, but l never had any
cause to be jealous of him. / should not care
/ for all this trash, only that the girls get the
papers and read it Rll l don't like that. For
my part, don't trouble myself even to read
\ the stuff
1t is certainly true that Phil DAILY is one Of
the kindest husbands and most indulgent
fathers in the world, and his family circle is
as happy an one as could be found. Mrs.
Days life is given to good works. She prob
ably makes more personal effort in charitl-
bic way than any one woman In New York
Addie Stanton and Ella Hammond, the
women in the case, are still prisoners at Capt.
Reilly's station house, in West Thirteenth