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face, mumbling to himself all the

face, mumbllng to himself all the
time.
"Of with the hound" he cried,
unstrapping the beast, whose whole
motor powers of resistance were SO
numbed that she could not move.
The small boy pulled her off the table,
and kicked her aside. George lifted
his new burden on the table.
Mabelle realized that she was in
the hands of nadman, and realized,
too, when the madness had come upon
him. He passed strap over her
neck.
Il can hold her down by this with
out curare," he explained to the boy.
Its too bad, little GIRL" he unused,
but experiments on animals are no
good any more, and the public OBJ
ject to Our using the charity patients
and condemned criminals. Ha, ha.
ha r. he laughed, heartily, we do
use the patients sometimes, and now
have daisy. Poor little girl ! but
she's willing victim for the sake of
science"
The hound had gotten but small
dose of the curare, and now began to
move about. Her big eyes roamed
restlessly around until they rested on
Mabelle's. They both gazed at each
other and Mabelle forgot that it was
only dog.
''Help, help' she screamed, as
George picked up a long knife to
plunge it into her full breast, which
he had barred by tearing open her
shirt.
With a bound the magnificent
hound was upon the table. George
tried to push her off, but she fought
furiously, her big teeth clutching at
his throat until, together, they rolled
on the floor. The darkey was too
frightened to interfere at first but
finally he ran the knife into the dogs
side. The creature, undismayed,
fought on. AS her life blood left her,
she seemed to possess supernatural
strength. One more gasp, and George
Wilson lay dead, the victim of his
hideously perverted nature.
The brute struggled once or twice,
then closed her eyes forever. In the
pool of blood from her own body, the
soul of the glorious dog went to meet
her God.
Mabelle crept softly down the
stairs. She had to grope for her way
as the evening shadows were falling
fast. Her head was in whirl, and
she could only blindly follow out her
instinct to go to her home. Her
father was not there and she hurried
to her room. When Nancy found
her, she was asleep and Richard, of
course, no where in the house.
''Miss Mabelle acts so queer" she
told Mr.. Cole, when he inquired for
her that night.
The doctor was called Immediately.
"Brain fever" he said, shaking
his ff6f 6fa weeks sne foIeu anu losseu,
and in her delirium called piteously
for the dog who had saved her life.
Her sickness was a mystery to them
all. Richard told his father the trick
they had planned, but where Mabelle
had spent the afternoon no one sus-
pected.
After the horrible details of Will
sons death had come out, in spite of
the hospitals efforts at secrecy, Nan
cy remembered that he had called for
Dick-as she thought-and they had
gone off together.
''Is she better today?" a sweet
voiced woman asked the sixth week
of Mabelles's sickness.
"We expect the crisis today"
Richard answered. AS he spoke
Mabelle opened her eyes:
"Is that you, Ethel?" she asked.
Richard rushed out to tell the good
tidings to his father, and Miss Rives
laid her cool hand on Mabelle's face.
eyes, DEAR" she whispered. "Now
60 to Sleep"
The sick girls eyes closed wearily,
and the first refreshing sleep of many
weeks visited her.
After that she grew better rapidly.
"How can we tell her of poor
Georges death?" groaned Mr.. Cole,
as he remembered SO recently giving
his consent to his daughters engage
ment.
Mabelle was not asleep then as they
supposed. She sat upright in bed:
"You need not tell me-" she said
calmly. "It is I who can tell you."
Word by word she repeated all that
had happened on the afternoon of
Georges death. Miss Rives was
with them, and she covered her face
with her hand.
"Oh, my darling Child" she cried,
"do not let the outside world know
this terrible secret"
Richard and his father both bowed
their heads.
eyes, Ethel, 1 shall tell the world" F"
Mabelle exclaimed. "I must not be
coward. The world shall know of
it that it may learn a lesson learn
that it is time it made laws to pro-
hibit practice SO demoralizing in its
effects. Must this generation of chill
dren be at the mercy of men whose
medical knowledge is gained at the
expense of millions of animals, tor
tured to death? All, Ethel, saw it
and you did not. 1 saw the demon
which had taken possession of George
Wilson, converting him into fend."
She sank back on the pillows, and
Richard rushed to her side.
ooh, 1 am all right" she said,
smiling. "I am very happy that
God had allowed good to come of
evil, now I will spend my life in the
noblest work on earth-teaching and
preaching the crime of vivisection."
AN EDITOR near Custer, Indian
Territory, got a cattle show and con-