Morris tribune., 1899-04-15
May no i'll dreams disturb my rest
Nor powers OF darkness me molesti

directly or indirectly acquainted with
900 or 500 civilians in his province, all
the messes OF 10 or IL regiments and
batteries and some 800 other people
Of the nonofficial caste. In ten years
his knowledge should be doubled, and
at the end Of 90 he knows, or knows
something about, every Englishman in
the empire and may travel anywhere
and everywhere without paying hotel
bills.
Globe trotters who expect entertain
menG as right have, even within my
memory, blunted this open heartedness,
but none the less today, if you belong
to the inner circle and are neither a
bear nor q black sheep, all houses are
open to you, and our small world is
very very kind and helpful.
Rickett of Kamartha staid with
Folder of Kumaon' some Is years ago.
He meant to stay two nights, but was
knocked down by rheumatic fever, and
for six weeks disorganized Folders es
Enlistment, stopped Folders work and
nearly died in Folder bedroom. Folder
behaves as though he had been placed
under eternal obligation by Rickett
and yearly sends the little Ricketts, a
box of presents and toys. 1t is the same
everywhere. The men who do not take
the trouble to conceal from you their
opinion that you are an incompetent
ass and the women who blacken your
character and misunderstood your
wife's amusenents will work them
selves to the bone in your behalf if you
fall sick or into serious trouble.
Heatherlegh, the doctor, kept in adj
dition to his regular practice hospital
on his private account-an arrangement
of loose boxes for incurables, his friend
called it-but it was really sort of fit
ting up shed for craft that had been
damaged by stress of weather The
weather in India is often sultry, and
since the tale of bricks is always fixed
quantity and the only liberty allowed
is permission to work overtime and get
NO thanks men occasionally break down
and become as mixed as the metaphors
in this sentence.
Heatherlegh is the dearest doctor
that ever was and his invariable pre-
scription to all his patients is, Ellie
low, go slow and keep COOL He says
that more men are killed by overwcrk
than the Importance Of this world jus
titles. He maintains that overwork slew
Pansay, who died under, his hands
about three years ago. He has, Of
course, the right to speak authorita
lively, and he laughs at my theory that
there was a crack in Pansay's head and
a little bit Of the dark world came
through and pressed kim to death.
"Pansay went off the handle, says
latter the stimulus of
long leave at home He.may or he may
not have behaved like blackguard to
Mrs. Keith w essington. My notion is
that the work of the Katab undi settle
ment ran him off his legs, and that he
took to brooding and making much of
an ordinary P. and o. Irritation. He
certainly was engaged to Miss Manner
ing, and she certainly broke off the
Then he took feverish
chill, and all that nonsense about ghosts
developed. Overwork started his illness,
kept it alight and killed him, poor
DEVIL Write him off to the system
0ne man to take the work of two and a
half men.
do not believe this. I used to sit
up with Pansay sometimes when Heath |
9rlegh was called out tC patients, and
happened to be within claim. The man |,
would make me most unhappy by de-
:cribing in low, even voice the pro- |
:ession that was always passing at the
bottom of his bed. He had sick mans
command of language. When he recov- /
,red, suggested that he should write !
out the whole affair from beginning to |
md, knowing that ink might assist him
70 ease his mind. When little boys !
nave learned new bad word, they are
never happy till they have cha1ked it |
1p on a door. And this also is liter
lture.
He was in a high fever while he was
writing, and the blood and thunder
diction he adopted did not
dill W. d. bGI warn A6 |
vas reported fit for duty, but in spite
# the fact that he was urgently needed
% help an undermined commission
'tagger through a deficit he preferred
10 die, vowing at the last that he was
Tag ridden. got his manuscript before
le died, and this is his version of the
lffair, dated 1885;
My doctor tells me that need rest
md change of air. 1t is not improbable
hat shall get both ere long-rest that
neither the relocated messenger nor the
midday gun can break, and change of
Lir far beyond that which any home
ward bound steamer can give me. In
he meantime I am resolved to stay
where / am and, in fat defiance of my
loctor' orders, to take all the world into
nv confidence. You shall learn for
the precise nature of my
nalady and shall, too, judge for your
elves whether any man born Of woman
N this weary earth was ever SO tor
nented as I.
Speaking now as condemned Grim
nal might speak ere the drop bolts are
rawn, my story, wild and hideously