Morning journal and courier., 1894-04-14
TALES OF TEN TRAY
The Man With a Diohrotia Pulse.
BY EDGAR L. wAKEMAN.

[Copyright, 1891. All rights reserved.l
 As MT. Slipson Cogleigh had invented something in the line of machinery which made him very rich in properties and ex- ceedingly poor in health. he possessed cer- tain testamentary possibilities necessary to be closely looked after by those nearest him in ties of kiuship and interest.
 He was still young man in years, but very old one in mental and bodily suffer ing. He had been too absorbed in money getting to provide himself with wife, chil- dren and home as partial and potent de- fense against those who had decided that his gainings should be theirs; and conse- quently relatives had taken possession of his person and made his life wretched with their wranglings for preference.
 He had really made several desperate though futile efforts to escape from the bondage his riches imposed; but his stom- ach had failed him early In his career, neu- rslgia overlook him at a subsequen peri cd and the rackings of rheumatism had followed. Besides this, as any one could l see from the lateral uncomfortable motion of his hand when writing, inordinate use of coffee, tea, tobacco or other stimulant, had given him what those most interested termed a dichrotic pulse; and this was chiefly relied upon to crary Mir. Siipeon | Cogleigh off at any convenient moment.
 His poor relations, like all poor rela- tion, being in the best of health, he found himself no match for them In cunning and contrivanee; and he at last perforce be- came resigned to lingering death In the society of those who, on the principal of the survival of the Attest, had been most ingenious, most vigorous and most dsrine in warfare upon each other and in assaults upon his personal liberty; until the mar rowing circle of inexorsbls imprisonment surrounding him had been reduced to ths small though alert and vigilant party which accompanied him to the little knowr but marvellous baths of Furnss, in the is land of St. Michael among the far and dreamful Azores.
 The members of this surviving heroic band-for there was touch of heroisn in each individual purpose from their va rIous standpoints of motive and action were disposed at @ convenient distanc, from MT. Cogleigh and his man servant | upon the promenade deck of a steamer l which was now rounding the heights o Point Delgads and making Its entrsnc, into the artificial hsrbor of Ponta Deigsds | the third city in sizs and importance fl Portugal and the Azores.
 Before them the quaint old city strsg eled to the right and left like a checkeret ribbon of pink and blue, creeping prettil, ont and up over pleasant ways of slmos tropical verdurs aHd bloom, toward e. cir cling group of high and ssrratsd outlyinI hille. Fine old Doric structures erep through the film of distance, and grsdu ally were disclosed the sunny streets, over shadowed now and then by massive cupo Ia, upgainly dome or delicate minaret opening out and on, past tower of churcl or ancient campsuile, to the far and love ly quintas and villas of the rich, like whit
 aecks against the heathery mountain aide beyond.
 They saw, too, the lszily shifting thread
 of Azoresn harbor life; the just arrived : low-lyipg government msil-steamer fror 3 Lisbon, with the frantic demonstration and regard from thousands of islander | upon the quays and ecudding, huddlin 3 small boats, swarming about; queer looi ing craft laden with the fine, sleek csttl r from St. Mary's and manned by hair Q lot armed with ox-goads like the bikes C