The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-13


whether his news was true or not. AT
least, Blaise left YOU the gun and you
have the two dogs?' I asked anxiously.
The two dogs are asleep out on the
piazza. IS for the gun, Baise left it in
the Vestibule. Z will make sure of it,
Can you hear Marcel whoais holding on to-
my skirts and saying goodnight to you?
Listen
s'Good might little father, od-night,s+
cried the .child's voice over the telephone.
Goodnight I replied, I shall come
back to you very soon, my dear ones
Il was nearly beside myself at what my
wife had just told me. tried to hide my
own anxiety while was talking with her,
for fear Of exciting LouSe's fears, but it
had all come back to me with cruel force
when heard of this strange letter, so pal
pably false and impossible, that had taken
the only man, the one protector, from the
house. My imagination Immediately be-
gan to paint things so blackly that by the
time I had returned to the hotel I could
not swallow morsel. I rose from the
table to go back once more to the tele-
phone, but my manager appeared just then
for more instructions, necessary to the
success Of my business. I could not get
rid of him for some time, 50 that it was
very late when rushed again to the tele-
phone. My heart was throbbing with inn
patience and my hands trembling SO that
could scarcely hold the phone to my ear.
SON|1iNo '|NASAS SSNNN~
hear anything.
"'Hello. Loufsette, hello! Are you
there? Answer I am very uneasy
cat last I recognized my wife's voice.,
but how altered! It was deep and hoarse
with fear. s-.--. -
".Ah! for an hour we have been so
frightened. I cannot find the gun! The
boy who brought the letter must have
stolen it as he ran away. Blalse has not
come back, and I am afraid he was only
lured away into some ambush. I cannot
breathe, am SO frightened! Wait -.
I think hear some one moving -. in
the garden!'
Iouisette,' cried, leaning way over
to the receiver and scarcely able to speak,
| Louise, I entreat you do not leave me In
| silence. What is that You hear?'
| "'Oh! the dogs are growing now
they are beginning to bark -. they are
barking furiously they run towards
the woods q. All! now they are silent,
they are suddenly very still >. {. it is the
stiffness Of death. {. No -. I can hear
steps, heavy steps upon the gravel walk
| !. :, : some one is coming up to the
"'speak, go on. Louise! I am sitting
with anxiety! Tell me, what do you hear
now?' =. ..-=-
Nothing -. almost nothing oh.
yes, do There is a little grinding
noise, low and steady, as if some one were
cutting a blind to force it open =. it
yields .. -. the window breaks -. OH
| am afraid --..-
Telephone to Marsielle,' I fairly
roared into the telephone, warn the police,
| the gendarmesI' ..t ..-.---
"'What good would it do?' she
| answered. The city is three miles away
Z. they cannot come until too late.
:. I do not know what to do .~.-..-..
| "'Make a noise I cried, or hide, run,
Louise. take the little one and run off into
the woods!" -. ..
ct cannot, I cannot move. 3. All!
some one is coming upstairs. the steps
| creak they are in the hall they
are seeking US. Marcel Oh! help!
:. help! -. hel
/ Her voice died away and could hear
| a. vague noise, confused and dim, then
nothing. All was silent. . ,--.-
''Something in my brain seemed to
snap, and fell backward into an Infinite
And breathing heavily, as if he were re-
| lieving this terrible memory, M. Maroux
added
II will send you the Gazette Judiciare,
which will tell you all there is to know Of
that horrible night. I lost my wife, my
child and two servants. But what
could never tell you and what no words
could ever express is this terrible night
mare invented by Science, the frightfui
| torture aof a: man, who; cone hundred miles
away hears the desperate scries of his
wife for help, and can. do nothing but
shrek with helplessness before a. tablet
| Of wood on the Wall.,- re