The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1903-03-31

of a poisonous snake bite, and while
we were discussing this plausible
meaning of his hateful words the doc
tors telephone bell rang.
There's a man here with the jim
jams," said voice from the police sta
ton. Hes awful bad
1t was DIR. Graham's duty as city
physician to attend such cases, for in
those days we had no public hospital in
our city.
Its Patrick said the doctor. II
won't go. won't see him.
"Yes, you will, too | said determin-
eddy. You'll go, and I'll go with you.
Come don't be a child
BY appeals to his pride and to his
professional if not his human interest
in the case | prevailed on him TO 90
With HE.
Half a dozen policemen around the
station door were chatting one another
about their various bruises.
81 believe he'd a fought Oft the
whole force said the desk officer, IF
he hadn't been tapped
did you club him." asked the doc
tor
"Oh. not to hurt Just to soften him
down a bit. He had the jimiams aw-
full
AN we'll he might" put in a police
man, "for he had real snake in his
hand
"Was it alive? asked as we passed
through toward the cells.
'.Sure! l killed it with me own foot. y
Patrick had chung to the snake until
he was knocked senseless. Then the
serpent had slipped through his relaxed
fingers, and the policeman had stepped
on it.
When we reached the first cell, we
saw what l wish I had not seen.
shall never get the horror of it out OF
my mind Patrick was rushing about
the cell on his hands and feet like some
mad orang outang, searching with fren
Zied eagerness over the stone floor. dig
ging in the dark corners with his fin
gers. When we could see his face, i
was a sight to freeze the blood. DIR
Graham had indeed feebly pictured the
fiendish malignity of it. The eyes were
not merely like balls of fire. They
seemed literally to be flashes of greer
hell fire. In spite of my determination
not to be nervous l shrank from thu
glare of them.
"He's been that way ever since III
come to-" said an officer.
DR.. Graham, whose professional in
| thnvpl1Unlv aroused
was much more calm than l.
"Patrick.' he spoke sharply through
the grated door.
The inhuman thing inside STOPPED
and crouching, turned toward us wit
a glimmer of intelligence on its face
Then, seizng the bars as if he wou
| tear them away, Patrick shrickcu 4
| us:
"Where is he? Where is he? II
mustn't get away. l must choke hi
serpent soul down-down-down."
At each of these last words h
wrenched at the bar as if he meant
crush it in his savage grasp.
''Whom do you want, Patrick" tn
doctor asked.
"IIim! The snake. Him that wa
Dan Coughlin"' Patrick ravea 4 Hi
that the angels turned to Snai.e an
set me to kill.'
"What did Dan do. Patrck:' aske
the doctor quietly.
"Do? What did he do. lie lay
the grass at her feet and charmed he
He was long and slim and straight
and was crooked. He lay at her fe'
where she sat by the peat bog. and
saw him charm her With his eyes"
"What did she do, Patrick:'
"What could she do? He charmC
her. He lay in the grass at her fc
and fastened her sweet blue eyes vii
his own, What could she do
, "And the angels turned him iNto
+ snake, did they"
Eyes. | saw it all. | saw the TO
that he moved in the grass turn to