The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-07-25

admitted him. and as he approached
put forth skinny clawlke hand to welcome him.
I'm better, Alfred" he said. in thin, waverng
tone. 80 thought if to town the change might
do me good but it hasn't And the doctors don't
good either just big fools
the country Send that out of the ROOM he
added in lower tone Il have something to say you
Alfred Miniver the to retire, which she
did he thought unwilngly, and returned to the bedside
IT want YOU to get me some medicine Alfred from
place in the city I it be had. 1t is
rather of the drug but it is the only thing
that gives any relief Here is the prescription H.
pulled of under his pillow, and handed
it to his nephew.
"of shall be happy to go, dear uncle
said Alfred Miniver secretly delighted at this mark
of favor. 81 will go at once" And so he did.
He thought the chemist gave him odd look when,
having read the prescription he asked him to sign his
big Then it if the prescription
took long time to prepare. But the medicine was
handed at last and Mr. Minver left the shop Just
his hanson started he bent forward suddenly and
gazed ntently at lady who was looking in at shop
back turned him, and before he could get out
his glasses he had been carried out of range.
THANK you, my boy said the old man, when Alfred
gave him the medicine. Nov measure out twenty
drops-no thirty. And fill the glass with water
No. you keep it, he added as his nephew was about to
lay the tiny phal down the other bottles You
keep it. and give dose and then when need it,
don't want it to fall into that woman's hands,
So confused Alfred by unwonted condolences
that he scarcely felt whether tha woman the
the italian lady. He much wanted to ask
his uncle whether he had her. whether he meant
to do but recognizing that there might be danger
in putting such query he refrained.
When the nurse came in few minutes later she found
her patient apparently asleep and she Judged good
opportunity to go and get luncheon.
She had not been gone half hour when the signora
tapped the door of the sick mans chamber Receiving
response she gently turned the handle and entered
Then, sn1noning her engaging smile, she giided
towards the bed.
But did she catch the sight of the figure
lying there than smile faded gliding walk stopped
short movement ceased and she started like one fright
ened Slowly she approached the bed and lifted OF
Mr.. Minvers hands, It dropped from her hold and fell
like lead upon the Counterpart. There heart
pulse, breath. those boodless lips
there issued a heavy, peculiar odor.
Dead! He is dead! am too late!" muttered the
lady pressing her hand to her forehead Then she looked
around with sharp, inquisitive glance. dispatch
box stood at little distance and she guess that the
money which Mr. Miniyer to give her in lieu of the
legacy had expected in that box Her instinct
led drawer in the looking glass where she found
the key of the dispatch box In the box roll OF
bank The sgnor pulled three four off the roll
thrust them back into dispatch which she locked
replaced key, stuffed the remainder OF
the notes into her pocket.
Scarcely had she done this when the door opend and
Alfred Mniver's head thrust between the door
and door post The signora had wild desire to rush
him swiftly closing the door, but she stood
fect1y still.
Madame. You here!'' exclaimed the young man in a
whisper "I do not wish to wake my uncle who,