The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1889-02-07

Nh. ooRBY Is sArisTrED At Las,

CHAPTER TX
M ooRBY Is sATisTrED AT LAST.
In spite Of his long walk and still logger
drive Brian did not sleep well that night. He
kept tossing and turning, or else lying on
his back wide awake, looking into the dark.
nes and thinking Of WhYta Toward dawn,
when the arst faint glimmer Of morning
came through the Venetian blinds, he fell
into sort Of uneasy doze, haunted by hor.
rible dreamA He thought ho was driving In
hanson, when suddenly he found whyto
BY his side, clad In white cerements, grinninR
and gibbering at him with ghaStly merri-
menk Then the cab went over q precipice,
and DO fell from . great height down, down,
with the mocking laughter still sounding in
his ears, until he woke with 0 loud cry and
found it was broad daylight, and that drops
Of Precipitation were standing on his brow.
II was no good trying to sleep any longer, %,
with q weary sigh, he arose and went for his
tub, feeling faded and worn out by worry
and want Of sleep His bath did him some
good, d the cold water frightened him up
and pulled him together. Still he could not
help giving q start Of surprise when ho saw
his face looking at him from the mirror, old
and haggard looking, with dark circles round
the eyeA
"A pleasant life I'm going to have Of u II
this sort Of thing goes on" he said bitterly;
~ wish TO G-I bad never seen or heard Of
Whyta"
He dressed himself carefully, however, for
Brian was q man who never neglected his
toilet, however worried and out Of sorts be
might feel Yet, Notwithstanding his efforts
to throw of his gloom and feel cheerful, his
landlady was startled when she saw how
haggard and wan his handsome face looked
In the searching morning light
She was q small, dried up little woman,
with q wrinkled, yellow face, and looked 90
parched and brittle that strangers could not
help thinking &c would do her good II she were
soaked In water for q year. In order to soften
her a little Whenever she moved she
cracked, and one was In constant dread Of Sec
ing one of her wien looking limbs break of
short, like the branch Of dead tree When
she spoke II was in q hard, shrill voice, like
cricket; and being dressed in a faded brown
silk, what with her voice and attenuated
body, she was not unlike that noisy insect,
She cracked into Brian's sitting room with
The Argus and coffee, and look Of dismay
came over her stony face as she saw his
altered looks
Dear me, SIR" she chiIped out In her
shrill voice, as she placed her burden on the
table. ''are you took bndf'
Brian shook his head
"Want Of sleep. that's all, Mrs.. Sampson"
he answered. unfolding The Argus
"Ahl that's because ye amt got enough
blood in yer cad, !" said Mrs. sampson, wisely,
for shO had her own ideas on the subject Of
health "lf you amt got blood you amt
got sleep"
Brian looked at her rs she said this, for
there seemed such an obvious want Of blood
In her veins that he wondered u she had ever
slept In all her life
However, he said nothing, but merely init.
mated that n she would leave the room be
would take his breakfast
"An' II you wants anythin' else, Mr.. Fitx.
gerald" she aid, going 10 the door, '.you
knows your way 70 the bell a. easily a. I do
to the kitchen" and. with final chirrup, she
cracked out Of the room
Brian drank his coffee, but pushed away
the food which was before him, and then
looked through The Argus 70 see the latest
reports about the murder casa What ho
read made bis cheek turn even paler than Il
was, and ho could feel bis heart beating
loudly.
They've found Q clew. have theyT be NUT.
tered, rising and pacing restlesSly up and
down. ~ wonder what IL can bel threw
that man on the scent lest night, but II no
suspects mo there will DO no difiiculty In him
finding out where live BAH What non.
sense I am talking. am tho victim Of my
own morbid Imagination Thar Is nothing
10 connect me with the crime. % ! need not
b afraid Of my shadow. rvoa good mind 10
leave town for time, but II am suspected
that would excite suspicion. Oh, MAdgei my
darling" he cried, passionately, ''if you only
knew what suffer, know that you would
pity me-but you must never know the truth
-'Neveri NeverP" and. sinking Into chair
BY the window, he covered bis face with his
banda After remaining in this position for
some minutes, occupied with his own gloomy
thoughts. ho arose and rang the bell A faint
cracklo In tho distance announced that MrS
Sampson had heard, and she soon came into
the room, looking more like . cricket than
ever. Brian had gone into his bedroom and
called out 10 her from therci
~ am going down 10 st Kilda, MrA Samp.
son." he aid, ''and, probably. win not b
back all days
(Which I opss 10 ull do you good, I" an.
swered thscrickst. ''toryou'veea eaten nothin',
an the soa broe1eS q miraculous for maxim
you tAks 10 your victualA Ny mothers
brother, boln' Gailor, an wonderful for u
stomach, which, when . I'D done q meal. the
table looked - II low cu3 I'd gone over H."
"a whatP askod Fitzgerald, buttoning his
"A low eunr rsplIed the landlady, In sun.
prise at biz ignoranca, IS I've read.in Oily
Writ, q NoW John The Baptist Was partial 70
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