The age-herald., 1897-08-08

touch of our personality, like the ripple of stone cast into pond, widens and widens .in unending circles across tho cons till the faroR gods themsel9eg cannot say where action ceases. Also, 1t was I who had silently set before the doctor the tupbler of the first elass Iayatory Compartment N6@ Speeding Plymouthward Yet I was, in spirit at least, 100000 leagues removed from that unhappy man of another national ity who had chosen to thrust an inex- pert finger into the workings of m alien life. The machinery was dragging him up and down the sunlit platform. The two men seemed to be learning polka mazourkas together, and the bur den of their song, borne by ono deep voice, was, What did you give me the drink for?" :
 I saw tho flash of silver in the doc tor's hand. The navyy took it, and pocketed it wish his left, but never for an instant did his strong right leave tho doctors coat collar, and as the crisis approached louder and louder rose his bull-like roar, What did you give mo the drink for?"
 They drifted under the great 12 inch pinned timbers of the footbridge toward the bench, and, I gathered, the time was very near at hand The stuff was get ting in it's work. Blue, white and blue again rolled over the navvy's face. in waves, till all settled to one rich clay bank yellow and--that fell which fell.
 thought of the blowing up of He'll Gate, of the geysers in the Yellowstone park, of Jonah and his whale, but tho lively original, as I watched it fore. shortened from above, exceeded all these things. He staggered to the bench, the heavy wooden seat champed with iron cramps into the enduring stone, and clung there with his left hand It quiyered and shook, as a breakwater pile .quivers to the rush of landward racing seas. Nor was there lacking when he caught his breath the ''scream of maddened beach dragged down by the tide" His right hand was upon the doctors collar, so that the two shook to one paroxysn, pendulums vibrating to- gether, while I, apart, shook with them.
 It was colossal, immense, but of cer- tain manifestations the English lan- guage stops short. French only, the caryatid French of Victor Hugo, would have described it, so mourned while laughed, hastily shuffiing and discard ing inadequate adjectives The yehe- mence of the shock spent itself, and the sufferer half fell, half knelt across the bench. He was calling now uponsGdd and his wife, huskily, as the wouDded bull calls upon the unscathed herd to stay. Curions]y enough, he used noybad language; that had gone from him with the-rest. The doctor exhibited gold. It was taken and retained. So. too. was the grip on the coat.collar. E3al
 ''If could stand" boomed the giant despairingly, "I'd smash you--you an your drinks I'm dyin-dyin--dyinl''
 That's what you think said the doctor. You'll find it will do you a lot of good" and, making virtue of somewhat imperative necessity, he add ed: 'I'll stay by you. If you'd let go of me minute, I'd give you something that would settle you.''
 You've settled me now, youd dA-ld anarchist. Takin the bread out of the mouth of an English workin man. But I'll keep old of you till I'm we'll or dead. I never did you no 'arm. S'pose l were little full. They pumped me out once at Guys with stummick pump. I could see that, but can't see this 'ere, an it's killin of me by slow degrees"
 "You'll be all right in half an hour. What do you suppose I'd want to kill you for?" said the doctor, who came of a logical breed.
 'Ow do I know? Tell lem in court. You'll get seven years for this, you body snatcher. That's what you area bloomin body snatcher. There's justice,