Waterbury Democrat., 1902-02-22

night.
 Just as he reached thema long, whin- | ing howl broke the stiffness. Another followed, and another. They were tracking along the trail.
 To the man, straining every sinew under his heavy load, it meant but one thing. Mechanically he held to his burden and stumbled on. His head swan dizzily, and the brush about him seemed to swarm, with uncertain shapes. With a superhuman effort he hoisted the blankets over the last little ledge of rock and drew himself up be- hind them.
 The sick man lay where he had left him, but creeping toward him on the bank was 1.-the, gray shadow. It was less than dozen feet away.
 Langfield drew his revolver, then, by the sudden spit of the fire, he saw i what he had done.
 .sShivers!' he cried. There was a glad whine of recognition, as the dog tried to drag himself toward him. Langfield was kneeling beside him in a moment. "Shiyers, old friend" he said, and somewhere on his journey to the Dog Star," Shivers heard. His stump of tail wagged an answer, and in his glazing eyes there was look of perfect trust.
 The night wore on. Slowly the gray skirts of dawn swept across the east ern sky.
 Langfield still sat with the dog in { his arms. The prospector could not I see his face, but the slight dropping shoulders seemed familiar. The pain was growing unbearable, and he f groaned.
 1 Langfeld started. "Yes, yes," he an- swered, absently, 'I'd forgotten" He put the dog gently from him and stood up. The morning light was food ing everything, and it fell full upon the two men as they looked into each others eyes. Langield drew in his breath with sudden sharpness. The other muttered an oath and leaned weaklyy back against the bank.
 ''Tom Perry!" calculated Langfield, taking a step toward him. ''Youi"
 The man nodded.
 The lines on Langfield's face were tense and drawn, and he eadied him. self with an effort. "Well,'' he said at last, tits three miles to the camp. and we'd better be moving"
 There were few drops left in his canteen He offered them to his companion, converted himself into d prop for the wounded side. and the slow. painful journey down the trail began.
 Neither of them talked much. The mist hung midway on the mountain, and when they emerged from it, the ] company's quarters lay on the ledge below. Already the camp was astir.
 The two men upon the p8th paused exhausted. Langfield eased the sick man down and threw himself before him. He had not eaten since the day before, and was weak and giddy. The solitude was oppressive. Blue-faced glaciers smiled mocingly out of. the ravines, raven croaked from the alders, and the memory of Dolly seemed lowering in the light. For the first time Perry's helplessness tempted him. Why should this man not have everything which he had been denied? He felt again the dumb, pleading eyes of Shivers. Shivers had 
 his master was plain and red-headed, and Shiyers-was dead.
 Langfeld mechanically slipped his 1 hand to the sheath in his belt, stole i a sideways glance at his companion, and saw that his eyes were closed ] He drew out the knife and held it be hind him. His breath came in short convulsive gasps.
 Just then Perry gave a stifed ] moan. The sound brought Langfield to his senses. What was that he had intended to do? A fit of trembling seized him. He rose to his feet, though he reeled as he did so. There was a swift movement of his right arm, and something glanced in the light and fell far below them in the brush.
 s'No one needs me- he thought s'and Tom"
 Come he said aloud. i've must get you down for-your wife's sake
 The man did not reply at first When he did his voice was trife husky
 q have none,"s he said.
 Langfield stared at him. Why Dolly-'' he blurted out. .She-'' he began and stopped again, but Perry understood.
 ''N-o,'' he replied with an effort s'she didn't want me- He turned his head and looked unseeingly across the. valley. There was some one else" he said.
 Some one else?" Langfeld stupid ly repeated
 ssYes,'' answered the other, 'sand il seems the fool couldn't understand!' There was a moments silence. ''She's waiting till the company's ordered back,'' he added, with whimsical little smile.
 ! Langfield drew his hand across hi. forehead. The snow, high up on the mountain, seemed swimming sea o1 white; the little stream beside then roared like cataract in his ears.
 Pery made an effort to rise, but fel back in spasm of pain.
 ''She loves-my God, mani" he cried, vehemently, "are you an idiot: SHe loves-you!''- World, New York.
 A Serious Case.
 Late one evening doctor received Z note from couple of fellow-practi tioners, saying: