Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-08-13

you lew questions. Have you pro-
vided for your niecs's welfareSr
What's that 10 SOa?r
Considerable. l ann about to marry
Miss Silver; 50 her interests are naturally
mine.
Then she is provided for-amply.
Thank you for the information. Very
glad 20 hear it. And now excuse the
apparent impertinence of the question,
but where is your will?"
Here, replied Mr.. Maddox, laying
his hand on it.
off,
Give it you'll Why, pray2"
at might become misplaced ex-
planned Guy.
~rll keep it myself, said Mr.. Maddox
in a rough tone.
~Then just leave a memorandum on
the table" said Guy earnestly, ito tell
where il is. 1t will save trouble, per-
haps.
~Get outlr cried Mr.. Maddox angrily.
@Ah, / see I" said Mr.. Cheevers coolly;
sin hurry TO begin. Well, l won't de-
tain you; but have little suggestion
to offer.
"Well?' said Mr.. Maddox impatiently.
at is this, said Guy. Miss Silver
informs me that you have made several
previous efforts to cat short your trouble
and your breath, and always unsuccess-
fully. Now it seems to me you mt go
the right way about it. This box"-and
here he opened the box alluded to- con-
tains several little plans that think
might please you. Here's one, and he
showed little steel instrument.
Whats that?" asked Mr.. Maddox.
"This, said Guy, is an article that
you can place round your neck like col
lar, then, by striking your hand on the
left side of your neck, a sharp spike is
driven into your jugular VEIN"
But that would kill mel" said Mr..
Maddox, staring.
well, amt that what you want?" de-
manded Guy sternly. "Now, here's
another, he went on. Here's a wheel,
you observe; you place this band round
your neck, pass it round the wheel, and
give it two or three turns-then let go.
The recoil will twist your head almost
off your shoulders-kill you to Ger
tainty."
Mr.. Maddox stared at him with un.
feigned horror.
Then, went on Guy coolly, "here'ss
little package, a torpedo. 1t contains
nitroglycerine. You place it in your
mouth, snap your teeth on it, and oil
goes your head, smashed into millions Of
atoms.
Good heavensl" exclaimed Mr.. Mad.
dox fearfully. what terrible idea.
"Not at ALL" said Guy soothingly.
Beautiful invention-I quite pride my
self on it-scientiiic suicide, you see!
Any one can take poison, or blow his
brains out; but to do it scientifically re-
luires real talent. You have it, and |
am confident you viii reflect credit on
my inventive skill. Now il you could
cut your jugular, garrote yourself, and
blow your head off all at once-why, rd
thank you.
WHAT" cried Mr.. Maddox fiercely,
do you think I'm crazy? Do you think
I'm going to use any of your internal i'm
ventions2 Leave this room, you cold
blooded villain, before throw you out of
the window!"
But have great many more to
show you, demonstrated Guy, "and you
see want you to try as many as possible.
Well, well, T" he added, as Mr.. Maddox
grasped the poker threateningly, @Pm
going. But I'll leave this box here, and
before you get rid of yourself just make
memorandum of what you will use and
leave it ON the table, because you know
there will probably be nothing left of you
to draw conclusions from, and So"
Here any further speech was cut short
by Mr.. Maddox seizing his visitor and
hustling him out into the passage.
"Well?" said Lizzie anxiously.
II think its all rig IT." said Guy, grim
ming. "Get the luncheon ready. Your
uncle will be down.
And sure enough, so he was; and
though he spoke not, he ate most vora-
ciously of everything on the table.
Lizzie" said he suddenly, after an
hours pause, did you ever see an infer
nal old fool and an idiot?"
"Never that know Of, /" said Lizzie.
@Why do you ask?"
Because just look at me and you'll see
one, said Mr.. Maddox grimly, and he
stalked upstairs.
Up to the present time of writing Mr..
Cyrus Maddox is still alive, enjoying re-
markably good health, and he seems to
be on friendly terms with Mr. Cheevers
and his wife Lizzie. He probably forgave
that gentleman on account of discovery
that he made that the nitroglycerine
torpedo contained nothing more danger
GUS than salt and the other internal in
ventions" were internal in the same
ratio; but Guy still maintains that when
persons are weary of life they should end
their troubles by scientific suicide.
How to get woman to keep a secret
Give her chloroform. Texas Siftings.