Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-08-07
AN HOUR OF TORTURE

Napoleon was SHINING light in Morning
dale He had studied law, he had studied
theology, and he had studied medicine,
but as his father had left him in possession
of goodly estate he had not yet decided
to which of the grand professions he should
lend the glory of his name.
But one thing Napoleon WHITES had
done-he had married
Like star Of the first magnitude had
Amantha Jessup dawned upon the social
horizon of Morningdale. None had known
her previous to her advent, but there were
those who had known her progenitors in
The other years.
His heart had been offered up, and the
Offering had been accepted, and, moreover,
| Amantha had given her own heart in ex.
change.
Napoleon sat in his studio. It was q
large room on the lower floor, overlooking
q broad garden. Napoleon sat there,
| smoking richly colored lneerschaum, his
mind busy in framing castles in the clouds
of smoke, when Amantha entered
"My angel is going out9" he said, when
she had kissed him.
eyes, darling, but not for long. I shall
soon return, and when come back you
must let me come and sit with you here
! am only perfectly happy when am with
my love-"
Amantha went away, and Napoleon
| pushed his pipe aside.
"Poor fools!" he muttered to himself.
"They would have cast suspicious upon
my angels character! They would have
made me doubt her! Verify, they have
their reward, and have mine.'
He had spoken thus, when the door
communicating with the hall was uncere
moniously opened and stranger entered
| Napoleon arose. There was something il
the appearance Of the stranger that filed
| him with awe.
pardon me, sir, for this intrusion
My business is Of Importance. Your name,
4 sir"-
Napoleon Whiffles."
/ .Ah, thought SO! But be seated.-be
seated"
"Mr. Whiffles, you wonder why am
here9 ! saw lady leave this house,
lady beautiful-beautiful without, but,
alas, Within
"Hold!" interrupted Napoleon. "My
wife has but just left me"
II feared 1t. Her dress was of blue, hel
mantle Of white Grape, her bonnet gossa
Iner spray, her tresses golden, her eyes q
heavenly blue, her.
Enough" again interrupted Napoleon.
=" You have described my Amantha.
The stranger wrung his hands.
"Alas, another unfortunate duped and
betrayed''
Napoleon started to his feet.
"Mr. Whites, I seek no vengeance or
you. Behold in me Emil Blenheim. Once
was for time withdrawn from tho
realms Of science, attracted by an earthly
spirit. That earthly spirit dwelt in the
form of Amantha Jessup. told her of my
love, and she reciprocated it. We were
married. "A few short months Of bliss-s
few ecstatio months-and she left me-
bore away my jewels-broke my heart.
don't blame YOU Nor shall my hand reno
the fair flesh of the woman who has be-
trayed us both. But the law shall decide
between us"
/ Full half an hour Whites sat in hi
chair with his head bent forward upon thu
table Finally he arose and went with tot
tering steps to his cabinet and from one
Of the drawers took pistol. He cooked it
but he hesitated.
| "No. This is too CHASTITY work. i
shall be more quiet.
He put back the pistol and from another
drawer he took morocco case In which
were score of tiny walls.
He went to the sideboard, and into
goblet poured generous measure Of wine
and into the wine he poured half the con
tents Of the vial, then set the goblet upol
the table before him.
He had grasped the goblet, when tn
door Of his room was second time uncer
enormously opened. He looked up and be
held an elderly gentleman with benevo
lent aspect accompanied by two stout serv
ing men.
II beg your pardon, sir" said the elder
~ gentleman, 'but this intrusion is no
without cause. You have had visitor
within an hourp'
"Blenheimp" suggested Napoleon.
The elderly gentleman smiled, and tn
two stout serving men nodded
"My dear Mr.. Whites, by that name
recognize my patient, though he has III
legal claim to 1t. Can you tell me whithe
he has gomez"
| 1o l0lu lu0 uhll du uOuT AkO. WuhU "
him? Who Is hep''
"a patient escaped from our insane asy
lum at Worcester. His name is Jarvi
Thornburn. A railroad accident, by whicl
he was seriously injured, and his wife
whom he devotedly loved, was killed, com
ing upon him at time when his menta
powers had been strained to their utmost
completely unseated his reason. Poor fel
lowl His greatest suffering consists ii
the impression that his wife has deserte,
him."
"And," ventured Napoleon, she some
times takes other mems wives for his?'
Il eyes, and that phase of his insanity !
the one we have chiefly to guard against
He never sees beautiful woman that h
does not claim her as his wife,"
i He had just poured the fatal contents Q
the goblet out Of the window when tn
door was opened for the third time, an,
An,antha, radiant in her loneliness, stoo
) before him.--New York News.
Where the Joke Came In.
Virgins was harassed by the possession
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