Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-01-19

life seemed to flash before his inner eve in these few seconds of contemplation, all his long weary years of struggle, and crime, and deceit. And this was the end of it, and there was the cause of it. We'll, she should not es- cape him; he would be revenged upon her at last. There was nothing but death before him; she should die too
 He set his teeth, drew the loaded pistol from his pocket, cooked it, and lifted it to her breast
 What was the matter with tho things He had never known thespull of pistol to be so heavy before.
 No, it was not thas. He could not do it. He could not shoot sleeping woman, devil though she was; he could not kill her in her sleep. His nature rose against it.
 He placed the pistol on his knee, and as he did so she opened her eyes. He saw the look of wonder gather i'll them and grow to a stare of agonized terror. Her face became rigid like dead persons, and her lips opened to scream, but no sound came. She could only point to the pistol.
 "Make a sound and you are dead" he said fiercely. Mot that it matters, though" he added, as he remembered that the scream must be loud which could be heard in that raging gale.
 What are you going to do9' she gasped at last. What are you going to do with that pistole And where do you come fromT'
 II come out of the night" he answered, raising the weapon: tout of the night into which you are going"
 ''You are not going to kill mel" she moaned, turning up her ghastly face. II can't die. I'm afraid to die. It will hurt, and I've been wicked. Oh, you are not going to kill me, are yous'
 "Yes, l am going to kill you," he an- swered. "I told you months ago that would kill you if you molested me. You have ruined me now; there Is nothing but death left for me- and you shall die, too, you fend!"
 "Oh, no! mol no! anything but that was drunk when l did it; that man brought me there, and they had taken all my things, and I was starving" and she glanced wildly round the empty carriage to see if help could be found, but there was none She was alone with her fate.
 She slipped down upon the floor of the car riage and clasped his knees. Writhing in her terror there upon the ground, in hoarse accents she begged and prayed for mercy
 "You used to kiss me-" she said; ''you can not kill a woman you used to kiss years ago. Oh, spare me! spare mel"
 He set his lips and placed the muzzle of the pistol against her head, and at the contact she shivered and her teeth began to chatter. I1o COulu uOU uO ne must lSU her go, and leave her to her fate. After all she could hurt him no more, for before another sun had set he would be beyond her reach
 His pistol hand fell against his side, and he looked down with loathing not unmixed with pity at the abject human snake who was writhing at his feet.
 She caught his eye, and her faculties, sharp ened by the imminent peril, read relentment there. For the moment at any rate he was softened. If she could master him now while he was off his guard-he was not very strong man. But the pistol--
 Slowly, still grooming out applications, she rose to her feet.
 "Yes," he said, 'be quiet while think if I can spare you," and he half turned his head away from her, and for a moment nothing was heard but the rush of the gale and the roll of the wheels running over the bridges.
 This was her opportunity. All her natural ferocity arose within her, intensified a hun dred times by the instinct of self protection With a sudden blow she struck the pistol from his hand, and it fell upon the floor of the carriage, and then, with a frightful yell, she sprung like wildcat straight at his throat. So sudden was the attack that the long, lean hands were gripping his wind pipe before he knew that 1t had been made Back sho bore him, though he seized her round the waist. She was the heavier of the two, and back they went crash! against the carriage door,
 It gave. Oh, God, the worn catch gave! Out together, out with a yell of despair into the night and the raging gale, down to- gether through sixty feet of space into the black river beneath! Down together, deep into the watery depths-down into the abyss of Death!
 The train rushed on, tho wild winds blew, and the night was as the night had been. But there in the black water, though there was never a star to see them, there, locked together in death, as they had been locked to- gether in life, the fierce glare of hate and terror yet staring from their glazed eyes, two bodies rolled over and over as they sped silently toward the sea!