St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-01-05

she murmured ecstatic words-ah! she
was beautiful in that moment"
"This is too much, too much to suf-
fer!" exclaimed the doctor.
Patience, patience! / must omit no
detail. | gathered a periwinkle at the
foot of willow and offered it to her
trembling. She took it without MOTTO
ing my trouble, and put in her hair, say
ing, Thanks AT that word addressed
to me, which sounded in my ears like
the sweetest music, l was no longer
master of myself; / regarded her in
tently; Icaught her hands in mine with
a feverish gesture: i love you,' said
to her. i love you'll love you! She
uttered cry of fright and pushed me
from her scornfully.
II repeated my words; / told her
everything, my longing, my torment,
the struggle in my soul! She repulsed
me with loathing.
Gated, blind with love and rage, pant
ing for breath, / seized her in my arms,
l dragged her with me, plunged into
the pond-I held her fast, my lips were
glued to hers-1 experienced only a
voluptuOuS sensation of
safety AND PLEAsURE"
"InfamouSG" cried the doctor, leap
ing i'll front of the priest with gesture
of menace.
You find me very culpable." he as
sented, 'but wait: word OF two more
of grace and am done, Some peasants
passing at the time drew us from the
water still living. / expatriated my
self. and resolved to redeem my crime
by life of abnegatiOn. l have Wan-
dered for long years in country saw
age and uneXplored, and condemned to
the most horrible of punishments, to
life deprived of all that constitutes the
strength and energy of man, having but
this envelope of miserable and soiled
flesh. deprived of bones, delivered over
to carnal and unclean appetites, forced
for my sin to give up my skeleton-tO
leave it in-the depths of the pond of the
CharmeuseS till the moment when you
yourself withdrew it from the water!
"And now," cried the priest. conclud-
ing, "since heaven adjudges me suffi-
GENTLY punished for my deed. it rests
with you whether | once more enter
into the possession of the solid part of
myself"
The skeleton agitated itself upon the
bed with feverish Impotence.
Eyes, the solid part of myself" re-
peated the priest, pausing for the doc
tors answer-the doctor. without
strength to utter word, and who could
only bow his head in token of consent.
Then strange and sickening specta-
Gle passed before his eyes. He saw the
skeleton at his consenling gesture sud-
denly lift itself upon its seat, slide
its legs to the floor and stand erect
WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?
At the same instant the priest1d-
vanced, his bones also; they gazed at
each other tenderly. with recognition
and love: the voice, the same unearthly
voice that while ago had hidden the
priest to enter, now said to him:
Gomez
He obeyed; the flesh opened. The
bones pressed to their places in the
homeless body of the priest; the flesh
closed anew; the step regained asSur-
ance; the voice became clear and sono-
rouS. He turned to the doctor. ''Alas,"
said he, 81 have still to make the most
horrible part of my avOwal; still to con-
meet the links of the chain that bind US
together; still to beseech for pardon,
when tell you that the name of this
woman, the innocent cause of our un-
happiness, was-Teresita-the name of
the accused priest"
''Raphael!-I guessed aright" cried
other and fastening his fingers about his
throat: land you dare, you wretch
you dare to hope that will pardon you?
Tell me-tell me instantly what have
you done with Teresita? Lives she
still?"
"She is dead; she died in my arms
some days after that funeral prone
nade." and Raphael recoiled to the end
of the chamber.
'Then it was you who killed her,
wretch, devilw and with a furious
push, the doctor thrust him backward
on the bed, raised the scalpel which he
had caught from the instruments on the
table and plunged it forward-horrOr
of horrors! the blade encountered no
resistance, but ratified againstthe ribs
with strident noise. The priest had
disappeared; the doctor held before
him only his lugubrious capture, he
was
FORWARDING A SKELETON.
Three months after the events I
have recorded, DR.. Alcibiade Reynaud
read one morning in the journal of his
department the following announce
ment:
''Death of one of our missionaries to
the Isle of LouitcheOu upon the coast of
China. Lost his life presumably under
the stroke of an enemy of the faithful.
The Able Raphael, stabbed in his bed
on the night Of the 25th Of October inst.
was"
The paper fell from the doctors
hand. "Stabbed the 25th of October
last! The date, the exact date. of the
skeletons dragging from the pond of
the Charmeuses!' The doctor read
again and again the detailed relation of
that event. notes of which he had made
in his diary and which we have had the
privilege of copying here. He wished
to convince himself of what he had
seen. Was it flash of light thrown
upon a sad and hitherto inexplicabe
event in his past life? Or was he
simply on the track of one of those
strange, magnetic phenomena, the SIM
ultaneity of thought and events, all in
tellectual mirage, so to speak?
Who can say? At all events, it has
been remarked by every one in the vi
entity in which DR.. Adelaide Reynaud
lives that he has given up the practice
of fishing with line?
CLEANED AT SALTWATER.