Arizona republican., 1899-03-16

ting to him on Monday. So, while he
 started eff to the art school as usual
 in the morning. I sauntered out to in
 vest in a sketchboolI. On my way back
 I met Kovno. I had clean forgotten
 all about the wager, and. having an
 hour CT so to spare, walked back with
 him 70 his studio. He was in a con
 versational mood, and kept chatter | ing on about some wonderful master l riece he was starting on.
 1 When we got to the studio-a great 1 big barrack of place, which had once been used by a sculptor. and stood in a l little isolated plot of ground back
 from the road-he produced some
 whisky and glasses, bade me help my
 self, rolled a cigarette, and started
 work. It was very hot day, and 1 had been working late at black-and
 white work the night before. I leaned pack drowsily in q rickety old chair
 and watched him rapidly slletching in his picture on large canvas. lit my
 pipe, and took a long pull at my
 whisky and water. After that I sup
 pose I went to sleep Qfound out after
 ward that the whisky had been doe
 tored). Anyhow, the next thing I re- member is waking up with a horrible
 shooting pain running through all my
 limbs. It was pitch dark. I tried to
 move and stretch myself I couldn't budge an inch in any direction. was securely bound hand and foot. In an instant the truth flashed upon me. Kovno had heard of my intended jaunt to the cealntry, had lain in wait for me, and deliberately lured me to the |
 ho l, I T 1,.a T .drugging me, or where was, had not the faintest idea. l was al the same 1 time immensely relieved and distinct ly annoyed-relieved to reme mber that | it was only a joke, annoyed to think of the simple way in which l had been taken in.
 Hours passed, and the pain of ropes
 cutting into me was into!erable | began to get furiously .angry-Kovno was carrying the thing too far. | shouted and yelled till was hoarse
 and stamped my bound feet against | the wall, to which l had rolled in my struggles. The air was close and stifing, and there was a foetid, earthly smell about it. I began to lose my nerve. I tried to count, to reckon the
 time-aGy Gything to distract my) atten- ton; but to no purpose. At last, utter ly worn out and exhausted, lost con- sciousness again.
 The next thing remembered was faint glimmer of light and Kovno bending over me. lie was laughing si- lently, and his eyes gIittered weirdly in the uncertain light. l cursed him furi- Ously in no measured terms, but as he only continued to chucl1le to himself in that hateful, silent manner, l got more and more alarmed. l imrlored him to undo the ropes, I promised o sign any paper he liked, and to confess that he had won his bet, but not q word would he answer. He merely bent down, and. holding the light nearer to me, gloated over my helpless condition.
 His face was all distorted by the dancing shadows, and his eyes gleamed in a perfectly detestable manner. Suddenly the awful, horrible truth dawned upon me. He had gone mad. His mind, always of q morbid turn, lad been unable to withstand the fasc na- tionS of putting his theories into prac- t tice. The lust of secret crime had got ( hold of him, and the man was to alllC- { tents and purposes a raving lunatic.
 As soon as 1 recognized this my last vestige of self-control left ne, l bab- . bIed at him incoherently, I begged, ' I laughed at him, but aIl in I vain. After standing looking at me in z silence for short time, and evincing f q keen delight in my mental agony. he ( turned and left me without a word. I Hunger and thirst soon added to my [ ortures. Then the earthy smell of C the place, and the absolute blachness | and silence, must have made me delir- ious. I remember nothing more dis one thing, too horrible almost to mention. In one of my more r lucid intervals I became aware of |, Kovno sitting at little sketching easel, a light beside him, calmly ard rapidly making sketches of my dis : torted features, muttering and laugh ng to himself the while. X
 It was only after weeks of delirium hat I came to myself and found Dora . sitting beside me in my own attic in and it was from her that learned the manner of my escape. Ny absence, it appears, was not no iced for the first three days, and was .