Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1894-12-07

most green1Sh hue with fright.
But in vain did this fair disciple
OF Mesmer resort to passes, commands
and finally fearful entreaties. Brans
ford could not be aroused, and hi
condition seemed to become NOR,
serious every moment.
"Oh, Mr.. Bransford, do wake up.
If you have the slightest regard fol
me, I beseech Of you to wake up,
cried the girl, apxiously. "Oh, Mr..
Vanderveer, do you please say some
thing to arouse him, your voice will
be more familiar than mine"
''Tom," cried Charlie, at the top OF
his voice, "wake up, old man." Then
shaking him by the shoulders, hs
pleaded with him wildly. "Tom, old
friend, you are all right. Wake up,
Tom, if you love me. wake up" Then
reproachfully to Estelle: "He told
you he had weak heart"
eyes" she replied, now crying hys-
terically, "but I thought he was iok-
ing. Do please go for doctor as
quick as you can"
"But l can't leave him here, he'll
fall on the floor" said Charlie.
"Don't you think I had better carry
him to the lounge?"
"Pray do, and then can bathe his
forehead with some extract and fan
him while you are gone"
Bransford's remains-for they hard.
ly seemed to be more were then Ia
boriously half lifted, half dragged
from the chair to the lounge, and a
daintily embroidered pillow placed
under his head. Estelle had in the
meantime supplied herself with all
available restoratives and took her
place by his side, while Charlie hur-
ried away for medical aid.
Left alone with her unfortunate
victim, she unburdened her soul
aloud.
"Oh, what have I donel Perhaps
he will die. And I heard SO much
about him. l was sure we were going
to be good friends. And 1 did like
him from the moment saw him this
evening-and now 1 have probably
killed him. Oh, how could l do it,
how could L do 1t
A sort of spasm passed over the un-
conscious form before her, and she
thought his breathing hal ceased, SO
put her hand over his parted lips to
see if she coull feel any breath, when
to her horror and surprise, the trem-
bling hand was kissed in most life.
like manner, and Bransford's dark
eyes looked into hers with humor-
GUS twinkle.
Remember" he said, quietly, 'I
am not responsible. I am hypnotized,
You know" Then, still keeping her
hand in his own, he sat up and asked
gravely: Don't you think that You
have had pretty good lesson in the
danger of playing with edged tools
and dabbling in occult arts You do
not know anything about?"
II think it was perfectly abomin-
able and cruel for you to give me
such terrible fright" she cried, pull
ing away her hand.
cit might easily have really oc-
Cured. Come, now. You have said
you like me, then forgive me, but
promise to be bewitching woman
and not womanly witch in the fu.
ture. The day of witchcraft has long
since passed; nineteenth century
witches have no excuse for existing. Is
it bargain?"
"Rather one-sided bargain; but I
think you are right and promise"
When Vandervecr returned an hour
later, after calling unsuccessfully on
five physicians, he found Tom and
Estelle chatting as cozily together as
though they had been friends for
years.
eyes, Tom said on his way home,
cit was hard enough to lay there and
stimulate unconsciousness while she
was crying and you were carrying on
like lunatic; but when she put her
dainty little hand on my mouth. why
1 simply could not resist. Ye gods,
man, if it had been her lips, AMI +
do you think she ever would have for
given me?"
ooh, yes, proph esied vanderveer,
gloomily, "and in time no apology
will be looked for or required under
similar circumstances"
Charlie was right. Truth.