Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1898-03-31
1T THE SIGN Of /
THE GOLDEN HORN.



see the patient"
The visit did not take long. Thor
ougEly imbued with the idea that he
was listening TO n crazy girl, the doc.
tor paid little attention to her com
plants: and, seeing that she was un-
deniably excited, he had no hesitation
in writing out a prescription for a mild
sleeping draught.
Excuse me, DOCTOR" said the lew.
looking at the prescription with a puz-
Zled air, but in case we find it impos
sible To make the poor girl swallow
anything. as is sometimes the ease. do
YOU think the nurse might venture to
give her the morphia by way of sub
cutaneous injection
$50 long as it can be done without
violence. If violence has to be used.
it will do her more harm than good"
said the medical man; and, after max
ing an addition to his prescription, he
left the house.
Kisch went TO a chemist &nd had the
prescription made up. There were two
bottles, one of them containing a
sleeping draught. and the other the
proper quantity of morphine for injec-
When he returned, to the house, the
tai -tOOAihE NOlidn VIII IttCu
rs gaoler to Ursula, met him in the
hall.
"She has taken half the coffee, and
has fallen asleep she said, ia a half
whisper; but l don't think she's very
sound"
What need was there to whisper
when there was not a soul in the
house but their two selves and the
prisoner?
I'VE had better see about it at once"
said the jew, with his eyes ON the
rfoor.
He turned from ner and went into a
small room on the ground floor. He
turned up the gas. and saw that the
bind entirely covered the window.
He then opened the coal scuttle, took
out the cork of the phial containing the
morphia for the injection, and poured
away a "teaspoonful of it. He then un-
locked an ~oId-fashioned desk which
stood on a side-table, and took from il
a very tiny phial, from which he flied
up the vacant in the larger one
Finally, he poured away the few drops
of liquid that remained i'm the little
phial he had taken from the desk,
opened the window, and, after listen
ing a moment, 10 make sure that no
one was in the square. sent the phial
lying out, and heard it smash against
the brick wall that supported the gar
den ratings in the center of the square.
What he had dropped into the phial
a virulent blood poison. His oh
ject was that Ursula should die, to all
appearance, in a perfectly natural
manner, under the eyes of rrimpeach-
able witnesses. What he Intended to
do was to administer the morphia in
lection, for which he had the doctors
authority, by force IL necessary. With
the morphia. a deadly poison would
enter the girls veins. AS 500 as the
disease became serious, he would have
her removed to a public hospital.
Whatever accusation she might bring
against him would be considered to be
caused by delirium. If not, he was
ready for a visit from the police. They
might suggest what they liked, but
they could prove nothing. He knew
that, apart from his confederates,
there was not a scrap of corroborative
evidence in existence.
Once in the hospital, Ursula would
be treated for bl0od-p0isoning. She
would die-die in torment, very likely;
he could not help that-and the estate
he coveted would one day be his own.
At any rate, the twelve thousand
pounds would be recovered. And he
should have outwitted Eugene Clovis.
That sometimes appeared to him the
most satisfactory part of the whole
scheme.
Having closed the window, Kisch
turned down the gas and went out in
to the passage, holding the poisoned
phial In his hand. The woman was
waiting for him. She started up stairs
and he followed her.
At mat moment a loud ring came to
the door. They stopped and looked al
each other. Another ring, followed by
several violent blows with the knock
er.
Then voices were heard demanding
admittance. Neither Kisch nor the
moved. There was no light in
the hall, and Kisch determined that he
would not open the door. A whisper.
ing was heard outside; and a minute
later Kisch heard the sound of a win
dow being raised-the windew of the
room he had just left, which lie had
neglected to fasten.
Before Kisch had time to form any
Plan of action, a man burst out of tbs
room, followed by another carrying a
small ~bull's-eye lantern.
That's he. That's Kisch!" shouted
the second man. H%urrell; and the one
who had first c0me in, Frank Lester.
rushed up the steps and seized him by
the throat.
The Jew fell, and as he fell the phial
in his hand was dashed against n Of
the steps of the stair and broken. The
woman had disappeared.
Frank went down on top of his pris-
oiler: but he had no sooner regained
his feet than a woman's screams
reached his ears. 1t was Ursula!
In a few moments he found the door
of her room; and by the time Hurrell
and Royston had secured Kisch, she
was sobbing in his arms.