The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-12-06
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Once, Sos. .S nn,l 81 Tourtrentj, Str.,t.
qHB Light THAT FAILED.
EUpYAED KILLING,
Althor Of "e0idiera THREE"

| dhlhor OF "s0ldisS 7hrtf,"
CHAPTER WI.
whaisyon that follows al my slieY
The foe that ye must fight. my lord.
That hftricS swift lis Gun tideY
The shadow OF the night. my lord.
Then wheel my horse against the iocl ~
Hes down aud oyerpast, my lord.
fe war aaaftist the sunset glow:
| The darkness gathers last, my lord.
.N E5 -The Fight OF iieriors Ford.
"Tbis cheerful life," paid Dick, son,
many days later. 'Torp's away; Bcssi
hates me; can't get at the notion OF tn
Melancolia; Maisie's letters are scrappy
and ! believe l have indigestion. VIVA
gives n man pains across his head an.
spots before his eyes. Binkie? Shall III
take some liver pills?' -
Dick bad just gone through liyel,
scene with Bessie. Sho had, for tn,
liftieth time, reproached him for sendin,
Torpenhow away. She explained be-
enduring hatred for Dick, aud made Il
clear to him that she only sat for til,
sake Of his money. "And Mr.. Torpen
how's ten times better man than you,
she concluded. G5T
"He is. That's why be went away.
should have stayed and made love te
you" 1
The girl sat with her chin on her hand
scowling ITO me! I'd like to catch
you'll Ii / wasn't afaid O being hung
"a kill you. That's what I'd do. D'you
believe me?"
Dick smiled YEARLY. II is not pleas.
ant to live In the company Of q notion
that willnot work out, a fox terrier tina,
cannot talk, and woman that talks too
much. He would have answered, bu,
at that moment there unrolled itselI
from one corner OF the studio veil as
1t were, OF the Almiest gauze. Dick
rubbed his eyes, but the gray haze
would not go.
"This is disgraceful Indigestion. Bin.
ZIG, We will 20 to q medicine man. We
can't have our eyes interiercd with, 10,
by 'hese we get our bread; also mutton
chop bones for dogs"
He was an atiable local practitioner
with white hair, and he said nothing
until Dick began to describe the gray
film in the studio.
I'VE all want little patching and re.
pairing from time to time" he chirped.
Like ship, my dear sir, exactly like Il
ship. Sometimes the hull is out Of or
der, and We consult the surgeon; some.
times the rigging, and then l advise ;
sometimes the engines, aud we go to the
brain specialist; sometimes the lookout
on the bridge il tired, and then we see
at ocu(ist. l should recommend you 10
see an occulist. A little patching and
repairing from time to time is ali YOU
want. An oculist, by all means"
Dick sought an occrlist, tho best in
London. he was certain that the local
practitioner did not know anything
about bis trade, and more certain that
Nlaitie would laugh at him if he had to
take to spectacles.
I've neglected the warnings OF my
lord the stomach too long. Hence these
spots before the eyes. Binkie. can see
as well as I ever could.' II
AS he entered the dark hall that led
to the consul,ine.room man cannoned
sgainst him. Dick saw the face as it
hurried out into the street.
"That's the writer.type. He has the
same modelling Of the forehead as Torp.
tie looks very sick. Probably heard
something he didn't like"
Even as he though, n great fear came
upon Dick, fear that made him hold
his breath as he walked into the oculist's
waitingrooln, with the heavy carved
furniture, the dark green paper, and the
sober-hued prints on the wall. He rec.
ognlzed reproduction of one OF his own
sketches.
Many people were waiting their turn
before him. His eye was caught by a
flaming red and gold Christmas.ca1ol
book. Little children came to that eve.
doctor, and they needed large.type
Amusement. "a
That's idolatrous bad Art" he said,
drawing the book towards himself.
From the anatomy OF the angels, it has
been made in Germany" He opened ii
mechanically, and there leaped to his
eyes verse printed in red ink:
The next good joy tina, May had,
1t was the Joy OF three,
10 see her sood Son Jesus Christ
MG&14S tAe Dina zee; i
Making the blind 10 see, good Lord,
AND happy may We be.
Praise Father, >on and Holy Ghost
To all eternity!
Dick read and re.read the verse ill bis
turn came, aud the doctor was bending
over him seated in an armchair. The
blaze OF a gas microscope in his eyes
made him vince. The doctors hand
touched the scar OF the sword.cut on
Dicks head, and Dick explained briefly
how he had come by it. When the
flames were removed, Dick saw the doc
tors face, and the fear came upon him
again. The doctor wrapped himself in
d mist OF words. Dick caught illusions
to "ecar," frontal BONE" "op,ic nerve"
"extreme caution" and the avoidance
Of mental anxiety.
"Verdict?" he said family. SHY bust
ness painting, and l daren't waste time.
What 10 you make of it?'
Again the whirl OF words, bu. this
time they conveyed q meaning.
Can you give me anything TO drink %
Many sentences were pronounced in
that darkened room, and the prisoners
often needed cheering. Dick found a
glass Of liqueur brandy III his hand.
"As far as I can gather" he said ,
coughing, above the spirit, t"you call it
decay OF the optic nerve, OF something,
and therefore hopeless. WHAT is nv nv
time.limnit, avoiding oil strain aud
worry ?"
"Perhaps one year."
my God! And il don't take care 0 I
myself?"
II really could not say. One cannot
ascertain the exact amount OF iujury in.
ilicted by the sword.cut. The scar is All
old one, and--exposure to the stron 9
light Of the desert, did you say?-with
excessive application to fine work? |
really conld not say"
" beg your pardon, bat it has come
without any warning. II you will let
me, III sit here for a minute, aud then
III 20. You have been very good in
telling ne the truth. Without any warn.
ing-without any warning. Thanks
Dick went into tho street, and wap
rapturously received by Binkie. "!We've
got it very badly, little dogl Just as
badly nc we can get it. 9We'll go to the
park to think it out"