The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-02-01

teach him, through the agency of an in
tense pathos, how futile death had made
this new, fierce emotion. "There she
lies" he reflected, ga mockery of all the
love had in my nature to bestow on
mortal woman. My ideal-that is just
now the thought that he had never seen
her before forsook him and did not re-
turn.
Suddenly, with almost bound toward
the shelf on which it stood, he remem-
bered the flask of white liquid. For
many minutes he had wholly forgotten it.,
and there is no exaggeration in here
perate tremor of delight. The ready
means of applying it waited for his hand
to seize. He knew from his fathers in
structions precisely how 10 use the fluid
first by pouring a certain amount down
the throat of the dead person, second by
simultaneously injecting an amount yet
smaller. Before another five minutes had
passed he had done all that he dared to do.
The world stood still with him while he
watched. He was no longer in the least
agitated; he simply felt himself under the
spell of mighty suspense. His new pas
sion begot In him new hope. Would she
wake at the summons of the drug? He in
tensely longed to have her do so, and with
the increase of yearning came diminu-
ton of doubt.
Soon fierce JOY shot through every
fiber of his frame. She moved, ever SO
family, her lips betrayed the slightest of
tremors, and vet one which there was no
mistaking. Then she sighed, heavily,
painfully; at the sound great compass
sion took hold of his heart-strings and
wrung them till ne feared that he might
cry aloud. But his mouth remained hrmly
locked. and in a minute more he perceived
that her features were twitching rs If some
inward torture racked her. When, with
extreme abruptness, her eyes Enclosed,
they darted forth wild, affrighted lusters
Consciousness had come to her, and with
1t strong alarm. She raised herself slowly,
shudderingly, from the level where she
lay. 1t was then that Gerald sprang toward
her.
Don't be frightened he said you're
quite safe" And he helped her to rise,
wrapping closer about her shape the large
loosesfaiment in which it had first been
clad. She tottered little as she planted
her foot on the floor, repelling him in a
childish, terrified way with one hand,
while the other grasped her drapery just
above the breast.
"Safe?" she now repeated, staring at
him and still tottering. He wheeled up
an easy chair behind her, and, pushed
backward by his gentle pressure, she sank
into it.
Where am II" she went on. her voice
full of scared quavers. He was about to
answer with at least some semblance of
accuracy, when she continued to speak,
her white fingers grasping bewilderedly
the long, thick fallen strand of her hair.
Il thought / had died." she muir
INJURED. Il thought"
Gerald dropped into chair at her side
Tell me how you came to do tH' he said.
Remember, I'm your friend No matter
what made you do it, Pm prepared to give
you nothing but the most absolute SYM
pathy."
She looked at him blankly. 81 don't
understand YOU"
Why, you said that you thought you
had died.
"Yes-yes--I said that"
"And you tried, then, to kill yourself?"
ITO kill myself!" she echoed, with a