Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-08-23

master SAID.
"Let some one 60 and see If the doctor
has araiyed. Ask him to come up here at
once" With that the governor left the
no good our staying. He'll be all right. I
4 don't feel quite well.
Major Hardinge looked at him shrewdly
out OF the corner of his eyes. "Does he
drink?"
mot that am aware OF. never heard
of it before. shouldsay certainly not"
sis he mad?"
"No-o-he has his peculiarities-but he
certainly is not mad"
SIS he subject to fits?"
81 have not known of his having one be-
FORE"
When they reached the office the Major
began to pace about
"That chaplain of yours must be stark
mad?"
"If so, it is very sudden attack"
"Did you hear what he said?"
Every well, indeed"
"Never heard such thing in my lifel Is
ne in the habit of using such language?"
"Hardly. Perhaps we had better leave
it till we hear what the doctor says. Pos
sibly there is some simple explanation. 1
am afraid the chaplain is unwell."
eff he isn't unwell, don't know what
he is. Upon my word, Paley, I can't con-
gratulate you upon the figure Cornerstone
Jail has cut during the last few days.
don't know what sort of report I shall have
The governor WINGED. When, q few min
utes afterward, the doctor entered, he began
upon the subject at once.
Glow is the chaplain, doctor?"
DR.. Livermore gave curious glance
about him. Then be shook hands with the
inspector. Then he sat down. Taking off
his hat, he wiped his brow.
"Well? Anything wrong?"
"The chaplain says he is bewitched."
The governor looked at the inspector,
and the inspector looked at him.
"Bewitched?" said Mr.. Paley.
"I told you the man was mad" the in
spector muttered.
"Hushr' the doctor whispered. "Here
he comes"
Even as he spoke the chaplain entered.
leaning on the chief swarder's arm. He
advanced to the table at which the gov
ernor sat, looking Mr.. Paley steadily in the
face.
'sMr. Paley, I have to report to you that
I have been bewitched."
II am sorry to hear that, Mr.. Hewett."
He could not resist smile. Though am
afraid do not understand exactly what you
mean"
"It Is no laughing matter. The chaplain's
tone was cool and collected-more impress
sive than it was used to be. 'The man
whose name I believe is Oliver Markell has
bewitched me. He was the second man in
the third row on my right-band side in
chapel. could make out that his number
was B q. He cast on me SPELL
There was silence. Even the inspector
felt that it was delicate matter to accuse
the chaplain outright Of lunacy. An inter-
ruption came from an unexpected quarter
from the chief warder.
"It's my belief that man Mankell's been
up to his games about those cells"
The interruption was the more remark
able, because there was generally wsr-not
always passive-between the chief warder
and the chaplain. Every one looked at Mr..
Murray.
"What is this I hear about the cells?"
asked DR.. Livermore.
The governor answered.:
Yesterday the men were all locked in
their night cells. This morning they were
all locked out-that is, we found them all
seemingly fast asleep, each man in front of
his cell door"
''They were all locked in except one man,
and that man was Mankell-and he was the
only man who was not locked out" Thus
the chiet warder.
"And do you suggest" said the doctor,
"that he had g finger in the pie2"
"Its my belief he did II all. Directly