The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-10-04


MY friend, Mr.. Ferguson" contin-
ued, pointing to my sleeping self. lis
subject to curious lapse. like catalep-
sy. He is liable to be in this condition
for day or SO. Kindly keep his watch
and money, and give him a room at my
expense will pay for day anyway,
in advance"
had not intended to do it. but I'M
der the circumstances I had to draw
out Dusenberry's ..wad." My manner
was so frank and the wad was so large
that the clerk was impressed and the
porter Quoted. He summoned another
man and the two of them carried me
that used to be-of upstairs, some
where.
Take the best of care of him. give
him what he likes. and viii pay the
bill" l slapped q ten-dollar bill into
the hand of this functionary. and left
dollar for the porter; then l left the
hotel in hurry, while the good I'M
preston was strong. wiping the per-
spira ton from Dusenberrys brow. On
reaching the street started up town.
but noticed tendency in my legs-I
mean Dusenberry's legs-to go the
other way.
~ command you to subject yourself
to my will. and if you behave yourself
shall probab bly, give you back to your
SELF in the morning. for you don't i'm
prove on close acquaintance. Go to
sleep. and stay that way until l call
you"
Dusenberry subsidized, and l was in
charge once more. As reward for
his obedience took him into the best
restaurant in town and gave him a
SIS dinner; then let him go to the
opera and occupy SIS seat in box.
though he did not care for that, SO
went out after the first act and took in
a few church fairs. l loathe a fair,
but was teaching Dusenberry les
son. / subscribed with his hand and
in his writing to various building
funds and missionary funds and char
ity funds and funds for orphans and
funds for clergymen, and l don't know
what ail-funds aggregating stiffish
little sum of several hundreds. But l
knew that Dusen beTy could stand it,
and he was mean in money matters.
1t would serve my vengeance and be
for the peace of his soul to do some
good with his money. On leaving the
last fair slipped and fell downstairs,
for could not get used to Dusenberry's
thick legs. Good! I was bruising
Dusenberry. l went into a cafe and
drank a pint of heavy, sweet liqueurs.
Good! Dusenberry would have the
govt. went into the park and sat On
bench in a chill wind with hat off
and coat unbuttoned. Good! 1 was
giving Dusenberry cold. returned
to the hotel, little anxious about my
real self, when an important person
blocked the way and said in loud
voice: Now, then, sir, I want to
know when you're going to pay my
BILL
It was humiliating to be detained
and addressed in this public manner,
and l started to blush; but, after all,
this was Dusenberry's business. Let
him blush if he knew how. / would
see if he did. "Never, SIR" l answered.
And Dusenberry didn't blush. after
being dunned in this open and often
sive way 1 shall net pay you one cent"
"You won't, won't you? Well see
tomorrow"
$50 away. do not know you"
"Ha, ha! That's good. You'll make
My acquaintance in the courts, then,
soon"
go to the devil" You see, I was
getting up a reputation for rudeness IS
well as for immortality for Dusenberry,
and nov had precipitated him into q
lawsuf..
Presently found that was grow
ing tired, for Dusen berry must have
been up late on the night before. And
it seemed to me then that had had
enough Of my present form. I began
to think strongly of home, OF my COM
Portable bed, of my bath, of my cool,
fresh linen in the locker. Yes. would
go there, but first l would go to the
hotel, get myself and leave Dusenberry
asleep in the boot room.
l entered the hotel, looked at the
register and requested to be taken to
room "a.
That's where Mr.. Ferguson was
put, isn't it?'
Eyes"
"Well, he's gone"
"What!"
81 saw him leave half an hour ago"
Good night" And l strobe from
that place III an agitation OF soul that
ought to have turned 'Dusenberry's hair
gray. had left that place unguarded.
was now most likely walking
around the streets of that city. per-
haps in the vilest slums. a prey to viii
lainy and accident. creature without
q mind, deaf, blind, unfeeling! what
would what had - become of me?
Suppose I were at the bottom of the
river at this moment, and should be
doomed to occupy the inferior body
that | live in at present Despair,
Suppose that Dusenberry's personality
should awake and try to evict my
and suppose that while
was asleep he should succeed IN doing
it Again, despair. l might be
MANNED or crushed: my clothes might
at this moment be n possession Of a
gang of corner ioafers who would
pawn them on the morrow for beer. OBJ
liging me to lie perdu in the friendly
screen of a coal yard until night fell
again and l was enabled to steal home
without exciting comment. / rushed
from street to street. max
ing Dusenberry puff as | did so. for
some minutes before | could form ans
plan of action. the dread OF being per- |
manently locked IN with Dusenberry, |
in his now hated form. driving me al