The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-05-26

short walk, easy and pretty If posi-
BILE ~
Certainly" answered, and I
offered to lead them myself to the val
ley through which the swift river
hows-a. deep, narrow cleft between
two great decliyities, rocky and
wooded.
They accepted, and as we walked
we naturally discussed the virtue OF
the mineral waters. They hal rs /
surmised, come there on his daugh-
ter's account.
"She has strange malady,' said
he. ''the sea- of which her physicians
cannot determine. She suffers from
the most inexplicable nervous symp-
toms. Sometimes they declare her i'll
of heart disease, sometimes
OF liver complaint, again of n
spinal trouble. At present they at
tribute it to the stomach that great
motor and regulator of the body--this
protean disease OF thousand forms, n
thousand modes OF attack. 1t is
why we are here. |, myself, think ii
her nerves. In any case, il is very
sad D."
This reminded me of his own jerk
ing head.
"It may be hereditary" says |;
your own nerves are little disturbed,
are they not?'
"Mine?" he answered, TRANQUILITY.
Not at all; have always possessed
the calmest nerves" Then, suddenly,
rs if bethinking himself:
"For this, " touching his hand, els
not nerves. but the result Of a shock,
a terrible shock that | suffered once.
Fancy it, sir; this child Of mine has
been buried alive
could find nothing TO say; | was
dumb with surprise.
YES" he continued, "buried alive
but hear the story; 1t is not long.
For some time past Juliette had seemed
affected with disoriered action of the
heart We were finally certain that
the trouble was organic, and feared
the worst. One day it came she was
brought in lifeless-dead. She had
fallen dead while walking in the gar
den. Physicians came in haste, but
nothing could he done. She was
gone For two days and two nights
watched beside her myself, and with
my own hands placed her in her coffin,
which | followed to the cemetery and
saw placed in the family vault. This
was in the country, in the province
of Lorraine.
at had been my wish, too, that she
should be buried In her jewels, brace
lets, necklace and rings, all presents
that had given her, and in her first
ball dress. You can imagine, sir, the
state o: my heart IN returning home.
She was all that / had left; my wife
had been dead for many years. re-
turned, in truth, half mad, shut my
self alone IN my room and fell into my
chair dazed, unable to move, merely
a miserable, breathing wreck.
"Soon my old valet, Prosper, who
had helped me place Juliette in her
coffin and lay her away for her last
sleep, came in noiselessly to see if he
could not induce me to eat. shook
my head, answered nothing. He per
sisted.
Monsieur is wrong this will make
him i'll. Will monsieur allow me,
then, to put him to bed?"
"'No, no, ] answered. Let me
alone.
''He yielded and withdrew,
Glow many hours passed | do not
know. What a night What a night
It was very cold; my fire of logs had
long since burned ont in the great
fireplace; and the wind, a wintry
blast, charged with an icy frost,
howled and screamed about the house
and strained at my windows with
curiously sinister sound.
Long hours, say, rolled by. !
sat still where had fallen, prostrated,
overwhelmed; my eyes wide open,
but my body strengthless, dead; my
soul drowned in despair. Suddenly
the great bell gave loud peal.
81 gave such leap that my char
cracked under me. The slow, solemn
sound rang through the empty house.
I looked at the clock.
"It was two in the morning. Who
colld be coming at such IN hour?
Twice again the bell pulled sharp
lv. The servants would never answer,
perhaps never near it. took mp
candle and made my way 70 the door.
I was about 90 demand:
"'Who is there : but, ashamed OF
the weakness, nerved myself and drew
back the bolts. Ny heart throbbed,
my pulse beat, threw back the panel
brusquely, and there, in the darkness,
saw shape like a phantom, dressed
in white.
~ recoiled, speechless with anguish,
stammering
'Who-wbo arc you"
"a voice answered:
d" 1T is !, father.
'1t was my child, Juliette.
Truly, ! thought myself mad.
shuddered, shrinking backward before
the spectre as il advanced, gesticulst-
ing with my hand TO ward of the sp-
,,ar;t;o, IL Ia that oestura which