Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1905-05-19
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CHAPTER XIII.
Wild, grotesque phantasma--a sense
of intense suffering, aching pains, parch-
ing thirst, and an awful oppression up
on the brain. And then / seemed to
awake from a long, troubled sleep, and
an agony beyond my power to describe.
made an effort and succeeded in
drawing little apart the curtains at
the foot of the bed. Almost within my
reach stood a table, upon which was
moderator lamp, burning low, a jug,
tumbler, and some bottles
The faint rays of the lamp showed me
a large gloomy oak-panelled room, with
the ceiling painted to match. The win
dows opposite me were covered with
heavy curtains, and the furniture was
dark and very old-fashioned. On one
side was huge fireplace, decorated with
oak carvings; in the CRATE burned a
cheerful fire, and there, sitting beside it,
doing, with her face half towards me,
was an elderly woman, a stranger to
me.
Having finished my survey, crawled
back to my pillow and lay still for a
time, feeling very much exhausted with
my slight exertion. Presently the wom-
an woke up, came to the side of the he'd,
drew the curtains, and looked at me.
You are better" she said kindly.
Il am so glad. You have had a long,
weary time of it, but the doctor said
there would be a change one way or the
other tonight. You're with friends, who
have taken every care of you"
"Tell me, is Clara found?" asked,
eagerly.
''Oh, yes, she's all right and will come
and see you as soon as you grow strong
err; but you mustn't talk, or you'll have
relapse"
If had asked for the Emperor of
Russia, believe she would have told
me that he was coming to see me as
soon as | was better. Her answers were
by no means satisfactory, but 1 could
perceive that it was useless to try to
extract others from her
Several days passed, and saw no
person except the nurse and the doctor,
put some questions to the latter, but
he answered crabbedly, that if wished
to get well, l must keep my mind calm,
and not ask questions.
To keep my mind calm with such
memories as were haunting me was inn
possible, yet, in spite of my anxieties,
| grew stronger and better day by day.
But the anguish of my mind waxed
strength with my body.
Nurse" said one day, determined
". Il must know where l am, under
whose care, and / must have certain
questions Of vital Importance to me solv-
ell. l know you are concealing these
things from me for a good motive, hut
it is a mistaken one. Instead of calm
ing, this incertitude is torturing me, re-
tarding my recovery. For heavens sake,
tell me where / am, whose house this is,
and what people l am with?"
well, sir" she answered, 81 am only
obeying my instructions; if / was to 20
flon, them, l should offend my employ
ers and the DOCTOR too, and | can't af-
ford to do that. l will ask leave to tell
you what l know, which l can assure
you is very little. But if you make haste
and get strong, and get about, you will
be able to find out everything for your
self"
That day l got out of bed for the
first time, and sat at the window. 1t
looked into an extensive garden encom-
passed, as far as l could see, by high
wall lined within by rows of tail poplar
trees My room was upon the ground
floor, and this wall and the trees bound
ed my vision. could see naught beyond
them.
One afternoon had fallen asleep over
the fire, suddenly / awoke with Jerk:
the rays of red, autumn sun were
streaming across me. and falling full
upon the face Of Judith, who was lean
ing against the fireplace looking at me.
At first, l thought it was a specter of
my sleep. l could not believe my ewes:
but l was not long left in doubt as to
the reality of the vision. An ironical
smile curled her lips at the sight Of my
dismay.
"A visit from your wife is evidently an
unexpected pleasure" she said, mocking-
".
could not answer her; could only
bury my face in my hands and shudder
at her appearance.
rs this my reward for all the tender
care that has been given you during
your illness for bringing you away
from those wretched lodgings, where
you might have died? Our married life
seems likely to be a bright one"
Would to heaven you had left me to
der cried. ''YOu are no wife of
mine.n
you win find it rather didicult to
prove that, or to shake me Of"
What pleasure can it be to you TO
torture me in this mannerT'' / cried.
Why not leave me to myselfT'
Because / hate you, and because 1
have motives Of my own. II gives me