Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1894-09-13
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face sometimes in great emergencies, in
o time of high pulse and excitement,
wears for fieeting instant. Nowhere
outside madhouse could it become fix
ed and changeless
Yes, that was it indeed The perpet-
uation of the expression of a moment,
like the work of instantaneous photog-
raphy, with all the latent power and
sense of breathlessness that such fact
involves.
The brows were contracted into a
deep scowl. The thin lips seemed al
most to quiver, and with its staring
eyes and changeless look in the glare of
the gaslight this fearful countenanoe
seemed to float on through space.
The sound of music came from the
other room. Miss Maxey was singing
the "Ave Maria"
DR.. Lamar felt himself safe from in
terruption. An odd fancy, suggested
perhaps by the peculiar character of the
subject came to him. He reached up
and turned off the gas jets one by one
till but single light remained. He re-
duced this until it was the feeblest
spark and stepped back to see the effect
There was fire in the open CRATE
The light of the Goals flickered and fell,
and the room was full of shadows. But
the facel Truly the lip quivers! And
the eyes! Did they not move? The
scowl! Does it not deepen? Surely this
cannot be water through which it looks?
But moment ago it was space. Now
it seems as if the tide were flowing
the steady and relentless tide-and as
it flows its ceaseless motion causes the
soft flesh to tremble. The eyes seem to
grow hollow, to fade away, leaving un-
tenanted cavities, and as this happens
the quivering lips break into a mocking
leer A fierce breath from the unseen
river rises to rap with hollow rattle at
the windows. The sound breaks the
spell
Horrifed at his own sensations, La
mar turned and hurried from the room.
When DR.. Lamar rejoined the party
in the next room, he found Mrs Maxey
in tears.
''Did you notice how affected she
was?" Ellen asked him in an undertone.
"By what?"
''By the singing of Schubert's Ave
Maria. Don't you remember, it was
the song that made her faint in the old
days? have never sung it slice. Some
how thought of it tonight and imme-
diately we found her crying. And it
seems it was something her mother
used to sing"
"Ah! DR.. Bently was right then. 1t
was "Reminiscences.
There was knock at the door. Max
ey answered it. He closed the entrance
to the rear chamber after him and turn
ed up the gas in the vestibule before he
opened it to his visitor.
He was seized with a sudden trem-
bling at the knees when he saw who that
visitor was. Paler, ghastlier, more fu-
nereal than ever, the melancholy Dye,
whose woebegone hat and threadbare
coat exhibited a still deeper shade of
desolation, stood upon the threshold.
"You again?"
''Sir, again"
SIN spite of all that told you?"
"Sir, I have borne your instructions
we'll in mind. I have forgotten nothing
1t remains for you to say whether you
will admit me or no."
Mr.. Dye did not look at Maxey when
he addressed him. In truth, he did not
seem to have energy Or spirit enough
left to raise his head, and he certainly
did not appear at all anxious to be in
vited into the room.
The growing conviction that this man
was not the prime mover, but only the
instrument in the hands of more pow
erful parsonage who kept himself al
ways in the background, leaped to a
most mature stage i'll the artists mind.
admit youp' he exclaimed, suppress
ing the tendency to loudness in his
tones for fear of reaching the ears il
the adjoining chamber "That I shall
do most certainly, since you have come.
Walk in, Mr.. Dye, and state your busi
ness, and let us see if we cannot come
to something approaching a mutual un
derstanding. That is point'which we
have too long been dodging about, Mr.
Dye, and have very distinct idea tha
it would be we'll for us to reach it to
night" "
The somber man raised a look of milo
inquiry to the artists face, said sim
ply, "As you WILL" and passed into tn
parlor.
Maxey closed and locked the door ant
turned on two of the gas jets.
Then he noticed that Mr.. Dye wa
trembling. 1t was chilly evening, ant
it occurred to him that the threadbar
coat could not be very warm.
"You are cold, man, he said. "Dray
up here by the fire"
He placed chair as he spoke in from
of the open CRATE. Mr.. Dye bowe
gravely.
"Sir, l thank You"
He had only looked at Maxoy himself
He sat down with his back to the pictuI
and began at once to warm his hand
over the GOALS He lid not wait for th
artist to question him, bat Immediately
with his most cratorical air, began:
"Sir, you are doubtless exceedingl
surprised and, may l venture to ado
not inconsiderably annoyed by my real
pearance in this house. When wei
away from here, sir, you adjured M
upon pain of personal injury, never, e:
a cept upon certain conditions, to appe'
a in your presence again. But at the ris
e Of that personal injury 1 have once NOR
,. and for the last time, come. Upon
: former occasion I might have feart
you; but, strange and paradoxical as
!, may seem, now that am much weak
!. and less capable Of self defense l !
"a longer dread the violence Of your +
I sentiment.
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