Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1894-07-27
II.-Contlnued.

jacques welcomed his friend with q
faint smile and feeble pressure. of the
hand. Toward morning Pierre pre-.
vailed upon Nine. dc Vignes and juli-
cite to go to lest and let MIN watch OFT
the re,t of the night alone. jacques
had n W fallen asleep, and his friend
sal there by the bedside tn hiking over
the STANCE events of the night; how
Julie tic had stayed his hand at the
very moment he wa' about to set his
soul + ee, and q. the very moment, too,
VIII n Jacques wa crying out for it.
Ought l o to heed this admoni-
tom" tierrc asked himself. "Ought
1 not to turn back at Juliette's CALI. Is
this not ,he hand of fats laid upon
IN shoulder. Fac? What is fate rut
another name for surrender? Men
make fate as much as fate makes them.
.Julieste bids me save jacques. Ill
obey her. Davidotf is right-it is not
physical power that jacques stands in
need OF. but will power. He is dying
because he refuses to fight for breath
until nature u repair the evil done
by his ancestors"
".Ah, Jacques. awake are you muir
mursd the artist, as the sick man
opened his eyes and gave Il deep sigh
Oh regret at sight of earthly light
Sei uIliIh UIllSs IL VIII UlCu
you" said fierle.
ia .qucs obeyed mechanically.
How useless, how useless" he whis-
pcred. as he sank back upon his pillow:
what do Il few days longer signify. my
friend?: Why not let me go.: WHY
81 ng to me so:"
Lii ten, Jacques" said Pierre inn
pressively, there is really no need of
your going at all. Davidoff 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 a case of depressed
spirits. caused by the presence of car
bonic acid gas in your system. You
cnce and dcspondency.
Cali it what you will, dear Pierre,"
mnrmured the sick man, II am dying,
nevertheless: but don't let it worry
you. know it is not pleasant. 1t is
as much q bore to you, | suppose, as it
is to- me. 1t is such aroundabout 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 4ues?:"
lit is W nderful," said Laurier to
himself, as .gazel upon his friends
face. to sec what a transformation has
taken place He is not the same per-
son. The very moment he is rescued
from him elf he begins to mend. Da-
vldotl is right: this is u disease of the
breathe q spirit into that frail body
which will re. cue it from dissolution.
The soul of Pierre Laurier in the body
OF .jacuucs de Virnes'"
"Jacques.." suddenly cried Fierre.
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.
as if you were waiting for something
to happen or were expecting to hear
some call or sound, or have some hand
touch you. Now, toll me, jacques.
what do you see: do you see no one, do
you hear no:hing?"
Who, jacques. who:?" whispered
De Nigncs, as he chung convulsively to
the painters hands, his lips parted.
his breath coming with a sound of
escaping air. Il hear her voice. it
grows palmer and palmer: she is COM
ing. she is herc!"
Who, jacques, who'" whispered
Iaulier. eagerly. as he bent down to
" SiSn la . pAAloNs
'Clemence Villa"
Good" exclaimed Pierre: that was
your brain, but my thought" and as
he rose and surrendered his place to
Mime. dc Nignes something pressed
against his breast. 1t was JACQUES
pistol.
You need lest, Monsieur Pierre"
said Nine. dc Nignes gently: II have
sent your coffee to your room; sleep
until dinner. anyway
.iulictte 500 Joined Nine. de Nigncs
at Jacques bedside. but the sick man
took no note of her y sence He had
sunk into Il stupor-like do2e, and al
though h. replied when spoken to. vet
he seemed scarcely conscious that his
mother was bathing his face, feeding
him and giving him drink.
suddenly a quick, sharp noise smote
the ears of the tNo women painfully.
..lnliettc gave u low scream and seized
Nine. de Nigncs' arm. Her face was
whittier than jacques.
Good heavens! what was that?:"
Il ked the young girl, fixing her eyes
with a wild stare upon Nine. de Vignes.
The next instant Pierre's voice was
heard in the corridor.
Jacques. jacques" Staggering along
from door to chair. leaning heavily on
a taOle as he pa sea IL, l-aurler each
jacques bedside, and, selling one of
his hands. dropped down in a kneeling
position: then sank lower and lower.
until his head reached the floor. With
a piercing shrek of terror. Juliette
started toward the door, but. recover
ing herself. she turned back. and APP
preaching the PROSTATE man, bent
down over him with an agonizing look,
as she exclaimed, sobbing in wild grief:
HE has slain himself. rash man: he
has taken his life: Call for help. 1t
may not BE- too late"
1T is o late. Juliette." muttered
Pierre Laurier, with a rafting sound
in his threat. jacques. Jacques"
The sick man opened his eyes Ian
guidly.
Jacques, don't you hear me? 1 have
kept my word-take tit will save you
take the soul of Pierre Laurier."
AS the words pierre Laurier' fell
on jacques ears he opened his eyes,
looked wildly about for u moment, sat
up in bed, and, repeating them slowly,
as il his mind were wandering. .Xhere