The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-03-19

Midas? I know not why it is 50 bn, -.
desire for gold seems to wither the b',.' In
heart. The affections are scorched b,- al.
fierce heat. l can give thee the aid ybn.'
wishest, but reflect well before tbo,, . 5
accept it. The fate of Midas in its Isl -,
sense will not be thine; but thou viii "a, d
that when thy two millions are accnn,''
lated that all thy being is merged infl 4t-
one idea: Gold, gold, goldr' e
BE that as 1t may" answered f,ba-,.
like the others, / say, go ahead. II ~
can really give me this power of rnl.r 'o1
getting, will cheerfully accept the oon.s
quences." use
The doctor reached for two walls o.
this one time the two are to be blen5aaS
ne said. After this thou wilt me- ~.
the one" Jul
What are they?" queried the vopD.
mar. lung
Extract of Golden Rod and Stool.
Leave the last with me, for thou wilt ne5s
it but this once. Seei have injected
double portion into thy veins Be no,
alarmed at slight illness; all win bs- vvsn
with thee and as thou wishest."
How shall 1 use this?" asked Cbarls,
putting the bottle into his vest pocket
'As thou hast seen me do. But use No,
until thou feelest thy powers failing"
III.
For the next few days all went a. =.
fore. Charles Hendricks presented bip,sols
at his place of business as usual. and was
beginning to berate himself as fool far
believing even for short time in The o.
f1cacy of the Arabian's treatment. whom
on the ninth day after the innoculatfor
he was seized with severe pains in The
head. Compelled to give up his work he
retired to his bed. where he soon deyelonod
a high fever which rapidly merged into
delirium.
Wildly he tossed and raved, but sudden
ly in the night there came a burst of
music Nearer and nearer it seemed to
come. and then while he listened en-
chanted, the music ceased as suddenly as
it had begun. The mists cleared away
from his mind and he lay quietly his
mind unusually clear and active.
In the morning he arose, apparently as
well as ever, but that strange clearness
remained. Taking up the papers he turn
ed as usual to the stock reports. To his
surprise he found that all stocks had fal-
len With a new, clear wisdom, he saw
that the fall was but temporary Some
thing within him told him that this was
his opportunity. He went hastily to the
Stock Exchange, taking with him the few
hundreds which he possessed.
Men were frantically unloading every
where. With keen vision and a sharpened
judgment that amazed himself, Charles
Invested his little all and awaited the re-
suit. Before the next twenty-four hours
had passed stocks took an upward bound.
regained their old place, and were steadily
climbing higher, leaving Charles Hen
bricks some thousands of dollars richer
These he reinvested. In ten days he
became the central figure on Change.
TIaR he int
watching him said that he had only to
touch thing and it turned to gold. He
became known by the name of Midas.
The two years passed, and he was worth
81, 900, 900. Millionaire Anderson greeted
him graciously whenever they met, but
Charles, intent only on stocks and bonds,
passed him coldly. To be multi-million-
aire now became his ambition, and he
grew oblivious to every human interest
save that which brought him nearer his
goal. Visions of untold wealth fioated
through his mind, and soon his name be-
came synonymous with all that was keen,
calculating, shrewd and hard. And so the
years passed.
Once he visited an insane asylum.
Among the inmates there was one who
raved, foaming at the mouth while he
struggled violently with his keeper. In
the distorted features he recognized with
a shudder the face of the budding poliu-
clan who had blossomed into a success
full one, having held the gubernatorial
chair of the state for two terms, been
senator also for two, and had even been
spoken of in connection with the White
House.
He left the building hurriedly, his mind
reverting shudderingly to the fate of his
other companions In the hospital the
poet lay, a physical wreck; helpless for
life. A little mound in the cemetery was
all that remained of the novelist save four
books which the critics said were of last
ing fame. Congratulating himself on his
| own good fortune, he returned to his
| counting room.
At last there came day when Charles
| Hendricks stood by the grave of the Wo-
man whom he had once loved. Untold
wealth was at his command but, standing
| there while ''ashes were returned to ashes,
| and dust to dust" he knew that he had
lost the best part of life; that like Midas
| of old, he was accursed.
| Too late came the knowledge that such
| power as was his was a curse to it's pos
| SCISSOR He turned from the grave of
broken heart and crept back to his gold
| alone accursed.