Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-08-13
HOW HE WAS CURED.


Silver beseechingly. -You know love
you. You are the only friend have in
the world. and if you were to die what
would become of hls9"
Il suppose youn Guy Cheevers would
console you for my loss, said Mr.. Mad
dox grimly. AT al rate, / don't care.
will end my troubles and sorrow to-
morrow at 12 m.
With these fearful words he strobe out
of the room, leavi Lizzie sobbing, with
her curly black he'd resting on dinner
plate.
What's the matter now, Bess? Has
the milliner disar pointed you in your
love of bonnet?" asked warm, hearty
voice. which was the property of young
Guy Cheevers," as Mr.. Maddox called
him, as that gentleman strobe into tho
room.
"Oh, Guyl" sobbed Lizzie. aUncle
Cyrus is going TO die tomorrow at 10
o'clock.
How do you know?"
%He said so.
"But how does he knowi"
Hes going to KIN himself"
$50 as to make himself true prophet,
eh 2" asked Guy, laughing.
"Oh, Guy, don't joke!" cried Lizzie
tearfully. ~He will know he will"
II doubt iti" said Guy skeptically.
But he tried to commit suicide several
times she persisted fearfully. "once
he tried to smother himself with burn
ing charcoal, but he forgot to stop up the
keyhole, and smelt the smoke and got
some neighbors 10 break open the door,
and saved him. Then he tried to hang
himself, but the cord broke, and he fired
pistol at himself, but forgot to put any
ball in it, so that failed and then"
"Graciousl" cried Guy, as Lizzie
stopped for want of breath "what de-
termined man he must bel Such perse-
verance deserves to be rewarded. Have
you any idea what plan he will try
now?"
@Tm sure don't know, said Lizzie.
"But what does he want to make away
with himself forP" asked Guy wonder
ingly.
"Why, he says he is miserable man
burden to every one, and that life has no
joys for him, and that he is weary of this
world"
"And so would like to try the next ?"
said Guy. Perhaps he won't find it so
pleasant as the one he is quitting. What
an unreasonable man he must bel He is
rich, talented, healthy, and has very
pretty neice here in a moment of abb
straction he allowed his arm to wander
around Miss Silver's waist-"and what
more can he want2 But some people
never are satisfied. 1t seems he is deter
mined to pry into futurity, and it seems
a pity to disappoint so laudable an am
bition; but duty-duty to myself-com-
pels me to interfere. dislike any scan
dial or excitement. A coroner's jury
would cause both; therefore, we must
balk his little game.
"But how 2" asked Lizzie curiously.
"A prudent general, said Guy haugh.
tily, "never confides his plans to his army,
particularly when the army is of femi-
nine gender; so excuse me, NUNS the
word. But rest assured, my dearest
Elizabeth, that unless your worthy uncle
shuffles off this mortal coil in a surrep-
titious manner before 10 o'clock to-mor-
row he will not doit afterward-of course
mean illegally Farewell till to-mor-
row."
Having concluded this address Guy
strobe off in a tragic manner, leaving
Lizzie greatly surprized, but still quito
reassured, for in her opinion what Guy
couldn't do wasn't worth doing.
The next morning Mr.. Maddox made
his appearance, very saturnine and
gloomy, and ate his breakfast with a
mournful air that was terribly impress
sive. Having finished, he then took leave
OF his niece in feeling manner.
II am about to leave you" said he
mournfully. II ann about to end this
life of misery. hope that you may be
happy"
@Oh, don't gol" said Lizzie, tearfully
clinging to him, and looking into his face
pleadingly.
aIt's useless, said Mr.. Maddox firmly.
-My mind is fixed, and nothing you can
do can persuade me to relinquish my
purpose. But you, my dear child, shall
not be unprovided for. intend to make
my viii in the few hours that are left me,
and you viii not be forgotten. Good by,
my dear child, FAREWELL"
And then, after embracing his niece
fervently, he rushed from the room fran
tically and securely locked himself in his
own room, and began to prepare himself
for his last journey.
Mine O'Clock I" he said to himself.
looking at his watch. ~Three hours yet :
Enough to do all that / have 70 do.
First to make my will II
The last win and testament of Mr..
Cyrus Maddox was evidently not a long
one, as It was finished in less than an
hour.
Eleven o'clock, said Mr.. Maddox,
and have finished. How slow the time
passes, to be surei Now, what shall
40 until 12, for / am determined not 70
die until noon"
A knock at the door.
-Go away, cried Mr.. Maddox an
grily; you can't come in II
Il am very sorry to disagree with you, "
said voice outside, -but can come in.
I have duplicate key here, and If you
don't open the door will.
Mr.. Maddox rose and unlocked the
door savagely, and Mr.. Guy cheevers
staiked into the room, carrying an obiong
box under his arm.
he placed the box on the table and
then took q seat opposite Mr. Maddox
and stared blankly at him.
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