The farmers' union. (Memphis, Mo.) 1891-1895, 1894-07-12
CHAPTER 1I.-COntinued

UaEOXySm nau a!fcduy IAsScO. anu
jacques welcomed his friend with a
faint smile and feeble pressure Of the
hand. Toward morning Pierre pre-
vailed upon Nine. de Vignes and Juli
cite to 20 to iest and let him watch OFT
the rest of the night alone. JACQUES
had " fallen asleep. and his friend
sat there by the bedside tn mixing Over
the STANCE events Of the night; how
Juliette had stayed his hand at the
very moment he wa about to set his
soul ee, and ~ the ~ moment, TOO,
when Jacques va crying out for il.
Ought 1 not to heed this admoni-
tom" Pierre asked himself. Ought
] not to turn back al Julictte's call Is
this not The hand of fate laid upon
my shoulder: Fac: What is fate ! ut
another name for surrender? Men
make fate a, much q, fate makes them.
Juliestc bids me save Jacques. III
obey her. Davidotf is riyht--it is not
physical power that JAG ues stands in
need of, but will power. He is dying
because he refuses to fight for breath
until nature can repair the evil done
by his ancestors"
"Ah. Jacques. awake are you MUIR
INJURED the artist, as the sick man
opened hi, eyes and gave Il deep sigh
o! regret at sight of earthly light
again: drink this; it viii strengthen
you.' said Pierre.
jacques Obcyed mechanically.
How useless, how useless he whis-
pered as no sank back upon his pillow;
what do a few days longer signify. my
friend: Why not let me go: Why
cling to me sO?"
"Li,tcn, Jacques" said Pierre i'm
pressively. there i really no need of
your going at all. Davidotf says. and
] believe him. that hundreds of men
lead active lives and attain Old age
with no more lung surface than you
have: that the other organs of your
body are entirely free from disease.
and that it is simply Il ease of depressed
spirits. caused by the presence of car
bonic acid ga in your system. You
are dying, in other words, of iuditfcr-
encc and dcspondc ncy.
Cali it what you viii. dear Pierre"
murlnured the sick man, Il am dy ing,
nevertheless: but d. 1t let it worry
you. | know it is not pleasant. 1t is
as much a bore to you. | suppose. rs it
is to me. 1t i such aruundabout road.
/ always did hate curves and angles
when was at school. Don't you re-
member how they used to call me
straight Line JAG .ucs:
1T is wonderful" said Iaurier to
himself, as he "a ell upon his friends
face. 10 see what Il transformation has
taken place He is not the same lcr-
son. The very moment he Is rescued
from him elf he begin, t. mend. Da-
vidotf is right; this is disease of the
mind, and | can save him. | can
breathe spirit into that frail body
which will rescue it from dissolution.
The soul of Pierre Laurier in the body
Of Jacu,lcs dc Viunes'"
Jacques" suddenly cried Pierre.
give me your hands. Nay. both OF
them: now press hard and look me full
in the face, but don't think: let me do
the thinking. Re passive. receptive.
rs il you were waiting for something
to happen or We're expecting to hear
some call or sound, or have some hand
touch you. Now, tell me. JAG ,ues.
what do you see: do you see no one. do
yuu hear nOfhlng?
Who, Jacques. whO:" whispered
De Nigncs. rs he clung ccnvulsively to
the painters hands, his lips parted.
his breath coming with Il sound Of
escaping air. Il hear her voice. it
grows palmer and palmer: she is COM
ing. She is here"
Who. jacques. who" whispered
Iau, Ter. eagerly. as he bent down to
the sick mans pillow.
"tl ,mcnce Villa"
Coed" exclaimed Pierre: that was
your brain, but my thought and as
he rose and surrendered his place 70
Mime. de \iyncs something pressed
against his breast. 1t was Jacques
pistol.
You need lest, Monsieur Pierre "
said Mime. de \iEnes gently: Il have
sen: your coffee to your room: sleep
until dinner. anyway.
Julictte soon Joined Nine. de \igncs
at Jacques bedside. but the sick man
took no nOtc of her y essence. He had
sunk into a >tupor-ike doe. and al
though he replied when SPOKEN IL. Yet
he seemed scarcely conscious that hi>
mother was bat hing his face. iced II.
him and giving him drink.
Suddenly quick, sharp Eoisc smote
the ears OF the tAo women painfully.
JuIlettc gave II low scream and seized
Mime. de .igncs' arm. He: fa>e was
whittier th,c Jacques.
Good heaven. what was that:
ked .hc ouns girl. fixing her eyes
with Il w..d stare Upon Mime de Nisnes
TIE ncNt instant Fierrc'S voice was
h. :: IN the cor; ittor
Jacques. jacques Staggering along
from cor to chair. leaning heavily or
table as he pa sei it. Laurier reac heG
Jacques bedside. and. selling one OF
his hands. dropped down in Il kneelins
position: then sank lower ana lower
until his head reached the ii>or. With
II piercing shrek OF terror. .luliette
started toward the door. but recover
ING herself. she turned back. and ar
preaching the PROSTATE man. hen
down over him with an asonizing lo,k
Us she exclaimed, sohh;ng in wild grief
He has slain h aself. a.h man: h,
has taken his life Call for help. L
may not b. TO, late.
1t is too late. .Iuliette." Iau;terct
Pierre Laur;er. with Il rafting sount
in his threat. jacques. Jacques
The sick man opened his eyes Ian
guidly.
Jacques, don't you hear me: have
kept my word-take tit will save 20,
e-sake the soul Of Pierre Laurier..'