Arizona republican., 1901-03-18

WnO was SuDef, 100, ana tremDHnS With fright.
 My head, There it is--on the wall l cant breathe without it. See how bloody 1t is, It is hanging on that nail. Don't you see I have no mead on my shoulders?"
 Neolge was standing in the middle of the room eying her lover in abject fear. Suddenly she turned and bo,ted through the door as if the devil was af- ter her
 Gone. eh? Now I'll have to get it myself, l suppose. He rose unstead- fly and walked feebly across the room. Plucking the imaginary head from its nail on the wall. he put 1t on. Then he noticed his right hand was gone, then his left foot was pulled by mocking devils from his leg. Devils were all about him, jostling, crowding; cutting off great slices of flesh here, pulling out a iinger and tossing 1t into the fire jerking off his head and hanging it far out of reach--sticking, cutting, slash ing. After vain attempts to gather up the dismembered fragments, he gave up in despair, and With a yell of agony that should have brought terror to the dead. rushed out of the house and fled away through the woods.
 He ran for hours, all unconscious of time. distance. direction, location. All night long he wandered hither and yon ana when morning came he fell pros- trate 10 the ground from sheer exhaus- tlon. For hours he lay in a death-like swoon. and when he finally sat up and looked about him he saw ;.le home of Vahatha nestling in the glen at the foot of the bluff not forty rods away. He was rational again His amaze ment had scarcely vanished when he was startled by soft footfall behind him. Turning quickly he saw vahatha slowly approaching with dowucast head, She was unconscious of his presence. Perhaps he could escape. He was pale as death and he trembled In every limb. Furtively glancing in every direction for cover and find ing none, he rose and started to run. He had not taken a dozen steps when his foot caught on a root and he fell.
 Vahatha saw him rise and recognized him instantly. When he fell she walk ed slowly to where he still lay. He stood up and waited.
 am glad Of this meeting, Jack" Nahatha began. slowly and calmly. "It gives us an opportunity to say farewell and for you to make some explana- tions."
 Not once did Jim look up. His eyes were riveted on the toe of his boot. His face was burning with shame.
 T am not here to reproach you, Jack continued Vahatha, Her sweet voice sounded like the echo of despair. and her beautiful eyes were balls of pain. Who am l that should set my self up in judgment of you. know not how you have been tempted, nor nor how valiantly you have fougnt. Only this I know and now her dry sobs were pltiful to hear-"our souls had kissed in VOWS of eternal constan- cy and Twas yours in holy truth. And you-were mine. O, Jack, Jack! you were my world. When, sometimes, fancied I missed the heart-tones from your dear voice my world was al a-tangle. When you appeared simply indifferent l was miserable. Your smiles warmed my heart as the sun these wild hills and glens. How could you how could you treat me so crpel- ly?"
 I have noticed that women have the power to bring out the best or the worst in men. The world is not as we make it, but as women make it. Men whose world Is sport kneel to women whose world is prayer Sweet wom- ems eyes are the lights in the window for thousands of men whose lives would otherwise strew the shores of the river of Time.
 Jim gathered up the tangled threads of manhood, and began in voice so low as to sound like the whisper from his soul.
 "Vahatha listen. I am not your Jack lam not the-Jack you love. l am base-counterfeit. But-I loved you-l love you still. I adore you. You are more 10 me than Heaven" His voice grew stronger and was full and deep with earnestness T would rather bring the blush of joy to your dear cheek than revel forever in the wealth of Croesus. I would rather bring the love-light to your glorious eyes than to live eternities in paradise r."
 70, Jack, hush. Do not add blas- phemy to your other sins. You have already sinne1 so oft the ange!s are