Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1889-12-14
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great relief to me, however. If you should
come up, and know Bessie would be
glad to see you. We haven't seen you
for q long time. What has been the
matterY' Mr.. Archer asked, as he con-
Quoted Rush to his box.
Rush explained that he was working
I'D a special case for The Dawn and was
unusually busy. As they neared the
box, they saw O'Hara bending low over
Bessie from his seat above. They could
almost see the pupils of his cat like eyes
dilate as he talked to her in his slow, pc
culiar voice. Mrs. Archer looked at him
and shuddered. She could only catch a
word Of his conversation now and then,
and that more than satisfied her. He
was talking upon subject she disliked.
"Whether one believes in spiritualism
or not" O'Hara was saying, she must
admit that there are some wonderful
things done in its name should like
you to meet little woman down town
"a medium, suppose she calls herself
She would tell you things that would set
you to thinking. If you want to make an
appointment to meet her, will arrange
the meeting, and get Mrs. Pryor to chap
eron us. It's not an attractive place, but
it is perfectly reputable or you may be
sure I shouldn't suggest your going
there"
All this was said in low voice, so that
Mrs. Archer did not catch enough Of the
conversation to know what it was about.
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out plainly. O'Hara seemed to speak
behind his tongue. and it was quite diff
cult to understand him unless you gave
your mind to the effort. This impedi-
ment. if impediment it could be called,
made him speak slowly, and this slow
ness gave certain impressiveness to the
simplest remark he made.
Mrs. Archer greeted Rush with the
greatest cordiality. He seemed like a
Whit Of fresh country air after breeze
from Hunters Point. Bessie also was
pleased to see him. Though she was
very much interested in what O'Hara
was saying. she found the man rather
oppressive, and there was something
about his dilated pupils that she didn't
altogether like.
When Rush entered the box, O'Hara
went out. and Mrs. Archer seemed to
breathe more freely. The conversation
was lively and general until the curtain
was rung up again. Then they listened
with breathless interest to the beautiful
music. Rush could not help contrasting
his present surroundings with those of a
few hours before and few hours hence.
On every side of him were youth, beauty,
refinement and wealth. The woman he
adored was before his eyes, singing as no
one else could sing.
"Oh, to see her, hear her singing,
Scarce know which Is divinest,"
quoted Rush. Then his thoughts wan
dered back to the miserable tenement in
East Fourth street where he was to spend
tho night, with poverty, wretchedness
and crime on every side, and he himself
on the track of murderer. The life of
q journalist has variety in it, if nothing
else. Then he looked about him, at the
"glittering horseshoe;" the delicate per-
fume of the flowers that lay upon the
railing of the boxes was waited to his
nostrils, and he was intoxicated by the
scene. His reverie was broken in upon
by Mr.. Archer. who tapped him on the
shoulder.
"Just look at West Hastings" said he
"That fellow is more in love with Helen
than gave him credit for being. He
has not taken his eyes off her once since
she came upon the stage"
Sure enough, there he sat in his pro-
scenium box, alone. his eyes riveted on
the lovely face Of Helen Knowlton and
his ears drinking in every note of her
voice. This was not pleasant sight to
Rush. and it sent him back to his tene-
ment house watch in no happy frame of
mind. But his work grew more inter
esting as time went on, and he soon be-
came completely absorbed in picking up
the threads Of evidence against the MUIR
derer of the unfortunate actress.