The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-08-27
A HOPELESS CASE.

DEAR yWISaRAvE: / hear from MY
father that you are to be at Stockport on
Friday. Just run over here on Saturday
and have some tennis with me. I'm locum
tenens for Muddlesby, the great man on
insanity. We're quite happy family
here, keepers included. No one ever stops
inStockport for more than an hour unless
compelled to do so by the police. Don't
affect singularity and remain there, but
come over about three Yours expect
anty, GERALD ALLISON.
From Dudley Wingrave, Inner Temple.
London, TO Gerald Allison, the Asylum,
Dingleton, Cheshire:
DEAR ALLISON: So soon! Whom the
gods love, &c, I'll como! Yours ever,
DIV.
Across the moor. up a larch-crow
hill and i stopped at pleasant look
ing little lodge. tho gates OF which
swung noiselessly open. The asylum
itself was red old Queen Anne man
sion a quarter OF mile beyond the
lodge. Allison stood before the door.
smoking pipe and looking perfectly
contented with himself aud the hot
sunshine.
You're little bit late. old fellow. I"
he said cheerily. Got your things?
Il nav Ilhu OOuto, tuhO mT. w III
graves traps into the hall We've u
few people here this afternoon who
can play. You'll have to look out II
you don't want to be smashed"
But" ! said little apprehen-
sively, 'where are theyp'
He looked puzzled. 'Oh. don't
bother about them; they re all right
We can look at them afterwards If
you want to do So"
doesn't 1t seem IA little disre-
spectfulP" | asked You medical
men become utterly callous to tho
tragedy OF it all"
He laid his hand on my shoulder.
There isn't any tragedy old fellow.
in being mad. But let mo Introduce
you to Sir Solomon Shapton. He'll
help us to make up four. Shapton.
my friend. Mr.. WinGraye. I'll hunt
about for some ono else;"
Sir Solomon although not possessing
the wisdom OF the first OF his line, was
very great in Horticulture. He laid
down the law rather emphatically as
to the varieties OF narcissi which could
be grown in tho open. or course we
could not agree but we differed SO
politely that it really did not matter.
Sir Solomon. for middle-aged man.
seemed to have read a great deal and
6to have experimental ALSO He was
he informed me, writing paper on
the habit OF the ant eater. 1t seemed
that the ante eater made a little pit in
the sand and hid itself at the bottom.
When the ant tumbled into the pit.
ha oil ~
further said that the only drawback
TO his enjoyment OF the ant eaters en-
cheering skill was that he found 1t
necessary to procure 80 many ants on
which 1t could regale itself. that
when the ant caters forceps suddenly
emerged from the sand and seized an
ant the whole proceeding savored so
much OF mans inhumanity to man
that he had almost resolved to discon.
tinue the series OF experiments.
Before could assure Sir Solomon
how much / admired the tenderness
sof his heart Allison returned with q
short stout man in 1annels and q
rather startling blazer. whom he In
troduced to me as Mr.. Pottleton.
. Pottleton seemed decidedly taciturn.
but commenced to serve against US
Sir Solomon and myself were part
ners-with great vigor. Suddenly a
tall, thin man who had been watching
the game with every appearance OF
interest deliberately walked into the
middle OF the court and waved his
arms as II signaling to train. Mr..
Pottleton. who had possessed himself
OF dozen new tennis balls. immedi-
ately proceeded to serve" at the
newcomer with great force and pre-
= cision. but In the same surly silence
which he had maintained since the
commencement OF the game.
turned to Sir Solomon for an ex-
PLANTATION. This must be ended or
mcnded." he said with great solemni-
ty. The mans n lunatic"
Sir Solomon walked up to the new
conner bowed with exquisite grace
and then smote him violently on the
shin with the edge OF his racquet
The tall thin man ceased to wave his
arms and sprang at Sir Solomon, but
as he did so two men rushed from the
adjoining bushes and separated the
combatants
You just come along and look
after them ants OF yourn" said one
z OF them roughly to Sir Solomon.
Sir Solomon picked up his cap and
bowed politely to me.
Excuse me Mr.-Mr.- forgot
your name. A pressing engagement
In the cause OF humanity. Some
other time / shall be most happy.
Most happy" And the keeper led
him away.
why. he's mad!" ! said to Allison.
Allison laughed little queerly.
SWELL, yes / suppose he Is but
you wouldn't have discovered 1t unless
he had been upset Pottletoh, lool,
after Mr. Wingrave until find some
one else"
Pottleton grunted n surly &C.
ouiescence. We wandered up and
down the broad gravel path in front
of the lawn. "Who-eh-was tbs
tall thin manp' asked.
..Stockbroker said Pottleton.
surllly. Mans mad. See him al
s,oalo all tho ou0ar pufa ~ In