The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-03-03

her, but ! looked upon her as o martyr
in her vocation of nurse to the old par.
alytio to whom she was paying, in love,
the debt of the dead wife. said to my
self: 1t is to me, to me alone, that Ro-
we're must give instructions of what he
wishes to leave to his daughter and il
is for me to urge him to do this. 1t ID
for me to brace his weakened will !
was resolved. 1t was duty. Each day
the unhappy mans strength failed.
saw it-this human ruin. One morning,
when / went TO his apartments, i found
him in singular state of terror He re-
lated me story, knew not what, Of a
thief, whose victim he was. The lock Of
his door had been forced, his safe open
ed Then suddenly, interrupting him
self, he began to laugh--a feeble laugh,
which made me i'll.
81 am a fool, he said. Il am dream
ing awake. continue in the daytime
the Nightmares of the night A thief
herel No one has come Nine. Moniche
has watched. But my head is so weak,
so weak! l have known so many rascals
i'll my life. Rascals always return,
heinz
''He made sad attempt at laugh.
1T was delirium-a delirium which
soon passed away, but which frightened
Inc. 1t returned with increased force
each day and at shorter intervals.
well, said to myself, during q
lucid interview, He must do what he
has resolved to do, what he had willed
to do, what he wishes to dor And l
decided-it was the night before the as
sassination-to bring him to the point,
to aid his hesitation. found him calm
er that day. He was lying on his lounge,
enveloped in his dressing gown, with
rug thrown across his thin
legs. With his back skull cap and his
grayish beard he looked like dying
doge.
''He held out his bony hand to me,
giving me sad smile, and said that he
felt better, period of remission in
his disease, feeling of comfort, pervad-
ing his general condition.
What if l should recover? he
said, looking me full in the face.
II comprehended by that ardent look,
which was of singular vitality, that
this man, who had never feared death,
still chung to life. 1t was instinct
Il replied that certainly he might,
and even said that he would surely
recover, but-with what grievous re.
pugnance did approach the subject
asked him if, experiencing the general
feeling of ease and comfort which per-
vaded his being he would not be even
more comfortable and happy if he
thought of what he ought to do for that
,hild of whom he had spoken and for
whose future he wished to provide.
And since thou art feeling better,
ny dear Revere, it is perhaps the op-
to put everything in order in
hat life which thou art about to recov-
#, and which will be new life
HE looked fixedly at me with his
beautiful eyes. 1t was "a piolound re-
gard, and l saw that he OWNED my
thought
"'Thou art right' he said firmly.
No weakness.
"Then, gathering all his forces, he
srose, stood upright, refusing even the
arm which / held out to him, and in
his dressing gown, which hung about
aim, he seemed to me taller, thinner,
sven handsomer. He took two or three
steps, at first little unsteady; then,
up, he walked directly to
his safe, turned the letters and opened
t, after having smiled and said
Il had forgotten the word-four
etters. 1t is, however, little thing.
Ny head is empty.
"Then, the safe opened, he took out
oapers-of value, without doubt-pa-
)ers which he took back to his lounge,
spread out on table near at hand, and
aid:
Let us see. This which l am going
% give thee is for he A will-yes, |
Gould make will, but it would create