The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1895-12-10

Stein had risen from his seat and stood
bolt upright. with his head shot fer
ward-a habit of his on the bridge
when steaming full speed through
fog. The doctor hardly breathed
Hedford continued: 'Ibbe.son's lab
oratory was a wonderful place / did
not coyet the mans position, but 1
envied him his laboratory. 1 was a
long time searching for what 1 want
ed. 1 found 1t at last. 1t was a thick
glass Jar with we'll gelatined stopper,
and labeled-but that would anticipate.
"A few minutes with a microscope
proved what / expected.
81 left the house and went To my
hotel. The gray dawn was brighten
ing into day when l arrived. Notwith-
standing the hour. Miss Brentwich was
waiting for me. Her face. always wan
and white as I had seen it, wore a new
horror.
"'He is down at last she gasped.
'Mullerv
Eyes. Human nature could no long
er stand the strain. You will go to
him. You will save the brave fellow.
l cannot bear more. l wish l was
dead
she said this without tear. Her
tears had all been shed.
Muller was not past hope when 1
found him. But he thought he was. 1
DeleNGu L cOulu nave saved MS llie--
Omnes: (which of course you did,"
mot I. / allowed him TO die, as 1
might say. without benefit of clergy
that is. without even the alienation of
pain which science can in the last eX
tremity provide. Waltz! said bedford
again sharply, for the faces of his
hearers excepting the imperturbable
Mr.. Smith were frowning fiercely.
I'm the terror of death Muller told
he NJ "a nj Aa mi
(which you have told us?"
mot vet
Great Scotland Yard! Captain
Stein INTERCEPTED: whats next?"
This: Ibbetsen had given a dinner
| party to his friends, including Muller
and Morrison. The host had a special
wine in his cellar which Muller knew
| that none of the guests drank save
| himself and the Englishman. Muller
| also knew all about the cholera bacilli
| farm in the laboratory. He dosed the
| special wine. and at the last moment
| left to look after a pretended urgent
| case"
What a fiendish joker cried the
captain and his officer. Neither Smith
nor Anderson spoke.
| ''No." said Hedford, that's the
worst of 1t. 1t was not a joke; nor
| even an accident. as poor Ib5etsen
thought till the thinking of it drove
| him mad.
Muller believed" bedford went on.
| "that he could confine the disease to
| one man. Morrison. But 1t happened
| that owing to some banter at the table
| all the guests had drunk the fatal
wine. Ibbetsen would have done the
same. only that owing TO a slight indis-
position he avoided stimulants that
evening Eleven OF the ia number
that served for many merry Jest at
table-developed Asiatic cholera within
two days; some of them within a few
hours Their residences were widely
| scattered and so the epidemic got
ahead of Muller"
A message was here delivered to the
captain. He apologized hoarsely and
left the cabin. The others followed
| When Stein returned from the bridge
he found his friends listening to the
singing of an English anthem which
could be family heard from the salon
Hedford concluded quietly:
MULLER indirectly killed many thous-
ands whom he vainly tried to save
but he did kill, and he meant to kill,
one man. George Morrison"
| Very softly from the salon fioated ur
the last line OF the anthem:
ION earth. peace.. Good will among
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