Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1892-11-15

AMI, pathetic a. the eyes az italian c,,,,.
uIr'i, were nxed dreamffy upon the ecens
before hers-her hands, long. white tdls
looking hands, lay upon her dress I Il,
most held my breath In the presence Z,
her beauty, and felt a panr ~ rcg,a,
when reflected upon the void Il covered
The band played softly. somewhere 4,
the distance. No one spoke. Then !
| woman y voice rose on the air. d low mas.
Tomato voice that sang, with q great vi,
n the depths, some minor native melody
Inc peace Of the night was broken onjv
~ This Wailing song. It rose III throi..
| ping intensity and sank again almost -
silence. It was weird. unearthl,,
strangely beautiful. 1t thrilled INV , va;,,
soul and when 1t ceased, suddenly ~ 4
PAD begun, II left me trembling. Mics
Cariyon shivered vistbly, and Westhavar
Dent instantly over her taking hath i - i.
nands IN his own and then drawing har
shawl closely about her. Tho silence
seemed to hold fatal Significance Il
grew unbearable. leaned forward and
spoke to Mrs Westhaven. / said: -
What q beautiful voice ana what Z
beautiful song 80 :
Sne smiled quietly, and thought she
mad not heard me. repeated nv remar ~,
somewhat stifiiy, and she replied. stiil
81 did not notice it,
Westhaven drew himself mn sharnlv
and Miss Cnrlyon's chair, upon which ~
mad leaned, rolled forward with 4 dis.
her little cutting laugh. -
us 60 in." ~
bade them good night, feeling IN
comfortable Westhavcn gave me his
nanl, and we stood there for moment
happiness. - -
Little BY little my prejudice aoa,rst
Miss Carlyon was allayed, use thss
word advisedly, for think II was never
quite lulled to rest. She was wnnd .S.
fully like Westhaven. Il was absnlntsIv
the same nature, differently clothed
And, to do her justice, her views yvera -
Vtde, her thoughts were as liberal ~
lar reaching as q mans, and she had 8
passionate energy Of feeling and uurnosa
which occasionally rose up and STRUGGLED
n her feeble little body and left her shak-
ing. could scarcely explain her feeling
ior Westhaven. 1t 1t was love IL was
love OF most unfeminine nature. Calm
ana without caprice, unexacting. and. in
2 certain sense, deferential, she showed
with him neither the Impotence nor the
hooking spirit which ruled her mood
With others, and accepted his utter devo-
Aon 70 her gently and gratefully. IT was
nected. -
Miss carlyon was certainly improving.
She told me quietly one day that the Lon
don PHYSICIANS had given her but few
months to live. 'sThey tried everything.
even electrisity,n she said, laughing.
They do not in the least know what il
the matter with me, !" she continued, in
her little, sharp way. mo one does but
myself, and will tell you. / am the
Nervous Exhaustionist of the society
novel who has drained life and intends
to die after an improved method of her
own'
But you are not succeeding / re-
piled, with some warmth, for there was
something terrible to me in the way this
young girl calmly spoke of dying. "You
are not succeeding in the least You
Will find that your method will outwit
you and work a result of which you have
never dreaIaed.''
She turned very pale and looked at me
in frightened sort of way. When she
spoke again it was nervously, exeitedly
and of quite different topi.. She
seemed relieved, too, when Wetshayen
came into the room, and left us immedi-
ately
II have some books from the east in
box there on the table; you must look
them over" he began, and then he drifted
into the seni-scientific chatter-I can
give it no more dignified title-in which
we so often INDUCED. We laughed a
good deal over the erratic, insane theories
which the late advances in electricity had
sent, like SO many electric shocks, over
the world, and Westhaven drew me out
at some length ON the subject of cleo
trical magnetism as applied to individuals.
He looked about for his cigar case and
went out of the room to find it, After wait
ing few minutes for his return walked
over to the table to have glance at the
new books. There were two boxes upon
it, one nearly concealed by pile of
papers, and this one opened. Beneath
q layer of paper found several coils of
insulated wire and portions of magnetic
electric battery. Westhaven entered the
room and called to him:
81 am in the wrong box"
He uttered hoarse cry and sprang
toward me, suddenly checking himself
and endeavoring to master what APP
peared to me an unaccountable agita-
ton His emotion was too apparent for
either of us to completely ignore it and
felt compelled to turn away and pre-
tend to be engrossed in the contents of
the other box until he could recover him
self. Selecting a magazine, l went away
Immediately, considerably amazed at my
stupid mistake, yet more puzzled over
the agitation it had caused him. So SIM
pie Il discovery as that OF finding in the
possession of a man who openly avowed
his interest in electrical studies an instru
ment constantly in vogue among electri
clans was not in itself sufficient utterly to
confuse the possessor. But then West
haven was a queer fellow. He possibly
did not wish me to know that he expert
mented; or perhaps he was inventing
something, And l cast the whole affair
off my mind with laugh.
The next day neither Mrs. Westhaven
nor Miss Carlyon was at breakfast.
Miss Carlyon was not well, Westhaven
said, and to this attributed his moody
silence and strange, excited manner. He
did not appear through the day, and, con
trary to my custom, went to his rooms
in the afternoon to inquire for the in
valid. / found the door open and was
entering the parlor when voice from
the inner room fell upon my ear. West
haven was speaking harshly and rapidly;