Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-07-06


we are both incapable Of speaking"
I sat on thestone floor OF the prison
awaiting the morning. / knew that
loved a monster, but loved still. No
thought of betrsying her came to my
mind. Ali other thoughts-hOme,
friends. good name-W5re drowned In
the ail-cOnquering sea. recalled my
morbid sensation before I saw her,
compared that nights reflection with
my present state of feeling. Was
not a murderer at heart? Was it not
just that should be punished for the
sin 1 had conceived but not commit
ted?
Morning came and with it my re-
lease. Mrs. Brown had confessed the
crime and was dying. She wished to
see me. She was lying on q sofa,
and by her side a grave old man held
her pulse in one hand and his watch
IN the other. She opened her eyes and
held out a feeble hand TO me.
poor, generous fool, did YOU think
would let you die" she said? ''No,
l have killed all I wished to kill.
kept silence until my poor tools-my
so-called nurse and physician-could
escape. l needed them and used
them; but they are innocent, except
of knowing me, and they are gone.
How long have I?'' she asked of the
physician.
Not an hour" he answered sol
EMMY.
''MOre than enough. am the wife
of Clifford Lewis. He won mo by
that sOfE voice which you admired; he
crushed me by that iron hand which
you saw. / was high strung, impetu-
Gus, passionate. I loved him-God
knows how much!-but defied him.
l did not want to be ruled. In this
evil hour his brother Montague
came to live with us. He treated me
kindly and / trusted him. I told him
1 was happy-fatal, weak COMES
sion. He was q mean creature. He
loved me-he asked me TO fly with
him. 1 refused. I told him hated
him. He went away, bnt left
poisoned arrow. He told his brother
that I confessed that 1 loved him, and
he fed to save our happiness"
"HOW artistically he planned his
revenge! When my husband found
that my pride OutstoOd his cruelty,
he struck deeper. We had a child"-
hear the dying woman struggled fear
fully with death and with that agony
which is fercer-"a beautiful blue
eyed boy, with all that is good
imaged in his face and not yet blighted
by his inheritance of evil. He came
/ hope he is dead-I have never seen
him since.
81 could not die; but there was one
thing left for me to dol could kill. I
would cleanse the race from these two
plague spots. No other woman should
suffer as I mad done"
had dim consciousness that the
room was full OF people-that this
woman lay dying on a sofa. 1 could
not collect my senses. / dropped on
my knees by her side and strOve to
say a prayer for her souI-her guilty
soul. / heard q cry Of agony, con
vulsed breathing and remember
nothing more.
A dark room; the same grave old
gentlemen; the too familiar face of
Susan with q bowl OF Cruel in her
hand. This picture succeeded the last.
/ tried in vain to reconcile the two.
"rhere; seems to me he looks sensi-
bier, said Susan.
The doctor (sO I imagined) started
no: eyes, here is a change for the bet.
ter. My dear young friend, how do
you feel?'
answered with ghost of a voice
that | did not know.
"a very bad typhus, very COmpli-
Gated important case. You are alive,
my young friend, through the blessing
! Of God and successful medical treat
uaeut."
''And the tree, is that typhus? And
Mrs. Brown. is she typhus? And MUIR
Ter, and all that, merely typhus?"
malignant typhoid, my dear young
friend. Great irritation of the brain,
/ preceded almost always by low spir-
It's, strange fancies, delirium, and too
ofteD death. But you are alive, and,
ny frlend"-
Mrs. Brown wishes to know how
the gentleman is" said a voice at the
door
Decidedly better, "sa1d the doctor.
poor woman, 1 wish she had better
advice!"
It turned out that / had met Mrs.
Brown at my chamber-dOOr. with the
lever circulating in my veins, and had
fallen down unconscious. The subse-
/ luent events had existed but IN my
evered brain. 1 had transmitted two
! very respectable, snuffy old bachelors
ntO my murdered men, and Mrs
Brown proved to be a very nice,
/ though rather elderly and plain in
/ valid lady, Tor whom have the high
/ 9st respect.
/ The tree-it was the merest old
/ wreck you ever saw. No respectable
/ lemon accustomed to g. warm climate
/ WOULD nave CnOugnU Tor a moment OF
/ taking up his abode in it, particularly
/ lis winter quarters.
/ "But. doctor" said I. after I had
/ GOT well enough to go downstairs.
/ IT don't like the looks Of Mrs. Browns
/ physician, after all.
81 know the reason, my dear young
friend; our instincts are very apt to
De right said the doctor. who was
tWo-and -tWenty-grai Of-calOmsl
! nan. ''You do we'll to distrust his
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