The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1896-02-17

WE HAVE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF CALLING 10
see YOU, Oh, STONE"
and saw she watched my lips and
gained some knowledge of my meaning,
for she shook her head and laid It down
again upon the wet clay piled above the
grave. Around her and all over the
mound were scattered such Wild flowers
as one can find In late autumn, they
looked dragged ana wet as herself,
and she had laid on them TIL they were
all crushed and dishgured. Did you
love him?" asked. pointing down
wards to the grave and making such
actions with my lips and hands. as to
show my Ideas were emblemuttc OF at-
fiction. though Ben told me afterwards
that looked like nothing but the rep
RESERVATION OF windmill, andthat he
had the greatest difficulty to prevent
himself bursting out laughing. which
would OF course have spoiled the whole
thing.
am sure the poor creature under
stood what meant. for she gave low
moan like that Of wounded animal.
and the tears gushed forth from her
eyes again. Suddenly she appeared to
be all comprehension. for she sat up
right, and gazing UP at me, she pointed
to her mouth and moaned-then turn
ing TO the grave. she scratched the
earth about with her Understanding
from the useless task with another
moan. and again po!nting to her
mouth, as though she deptored her In
ability to speak to US What can she
mean?" said. musingly.
Ben made no reply, but could see
from the expression OF his face that he
was struck by the coincidence. but
finding. after awhile that we could not
persuade Miss Craiey TO leave her POSI-
ton. we strolled away. and turned our
steps again towards the village.
"Jack" said Ben. presently: who
was the medical man who attended Sir
Henry on his deathbed?"
"a Dr.. Stone, belleve-a local prac-
titIoner."
Have you interviewed him?"
"No! didn't see the necessity! Sir
Charles told me he had the certificate
OF death. which said that the old man
died OF paralysis OF the brain"
Il propose that we so and see this
DR.. Stone at once!"
Good Heavens, man! what have you
got In your head now?"
only an Idea, Jack, raised by the
actions OF that poor idiot yonder. Did
you notice how she pointed to her
mouth and then scratched at the earth
above the grave, as II she wanted 20
sens'sch the body up?"
"And what do YOU make OF that
from an idiot. Benz"
idiots often have more sense than
wise men give them credit FOR. This
Miss Craley was in the old baronets
room til he died, You tell me and saw
all that passed, though she has but few
means OF relating the story. Why
should she want to scratch him up
again? Why does she associate the
Idea with her month-wlth something
going Into her open mouth? Has she
seen anything go into hls2 VIII taking
up THE body reveal the truth? His death
appears to have been sudden and
rather mysterious one-the widow tells
you that before the quarrel with his
son he was as well and hearty as her
self. The son says thGt he never heard
that his father was III until he received
the news Of his death. Quarrels, how
ever painful. do not rs rule, kill peo-
pie"
but the old gentleman has q decided
ntrokC. Goddard. the butler, and Mrs
Nelson bear witness 10 that"
~ dare say; but strokes do not kill
the first time OF occurrence-Nt least
! o: as a rule-eSpecIally when the sub
iHNN 10 sklOhb 1Alh NtAAAN ~ 80
o'r duty TO see the doctor who attend
I'd him"
But we are not trying to find out a
case Of murder" objected.
well! that Is my notion" answered
lien. ',Sut II my heads no good ito you
ia better 20 back 10 London"
| didn't Ike to hear the old boy talk
like THAT, for had the greatest admir-
alton for his cuteness and faith In his
opinion. as a rule. though hhis pro-
posal " his did seem rather unneces-
snry to the, But Ben Crewe was
strange fellow! Occasionally we 9th.
ers have said amongst ourselves that
there was something unennny about
him. He would refuse 10 eco n reason
for thing. sometimes, when It seemed
nS clear Us day, and then oil Of a
sudden he would start the wondcrlull-
est nctIon--dream, as II were, or It
came across his mind Just like q fash
OF lightning. without apparent rhyme
or reason. hut II would prove TO be the
right thing in the end, and left us all
wondering how he had rot hold OF It, SO
I had great faith In ben, even when
he seemed NOSE unlntclligiblc. ana
wouldn't have flown In the face Of his
wishes for ever &c. told him some
thing fthe sort on the present ocea-
sion, but he only answered rather
EruHly, az though he lidnT like 1t men
TONED: Never mind where got It, or