The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-05-20
Copyright 1904 BY g. p. Putnan,'s sons.)
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towers and worm, forid architecture, was
edged witt, rlododendrons and other
shrubs,
The gardens were BEAUTIFULLY kept.
Everything was automatically straight
anu clean, almost luxurious, Indeed.
The girls were three In number, young,
fashionaby dressed. They talked with.
out ccasIng III mn einpty-headed stream
Of girllsli chatter.
They were tho daughters OF u great
ironrotlrdcr IN the district, and would
each iinve hundred thousand pounds.
The chaplain was showing them over
the asylum.
4 Y How sweet OF you, Mr.. prltchard, to
show us everything!" said one OF the
girls. It's awfuly thrilling. | suppose
we shall be quito safe from the violent
ores r.
"oh. yes" said the chaplain, ''you
will only see those from n distance; we
keep them we'll locked up, ! assure YOU"
The girls laughed with him.
The party went laughing through the
long, spotless corridors, peeping into the
bright. airy 1lvlng-rooms, where bodies
without brains were mumbling and sing
Ing to each other
Tho imbeclle who moved vncantly with
slobbering lip. the demcrtia patient, the
log like. general pnrnlytc-"G. Pc
things which must be fed, the barred and
dangerous maniac they saw them all
with pleasant thrills OF horror. disgust,
and sometimes with laughter
"Oh. Grace, do look nt that funny
little fat one In the corncr--the one witt,
his tongue hanging out! Isn't he weird?'
"Theres one actually reading! He
must be only pretending!'
a young doctor Joined thein--a, hand.
vone Scotchman with pleasant manners.
For q time the llunntcs were forgotten.
Il. Wen. nov. have We seen all Doctor
Steward }5p1e OF the girls said. "All
hesWorethcases? It's really quite a new
sen ~ Ion sSnu know, and I always go In
,,[9r 81 Fsfisntions.'''
| !" w ~ tAhow the young lcdlics schun.
20 y. shtds the doctor to the chaplain
Bless my SOUL" he replied. ~ must
be going mad myself. I'd quito forgotten
to show YOU achunbc."
Who is schunbc?" said the youngest
OF the sisters, q girl Just fresh from school
at Saint Leonards.
Oh, Mals!e!' said the eldest. Surely
YOU remember. Why. It's only Ave years
ago. He was the Manchester millionaire
who went mad after trying to blow I'm
the tomb OF Christ, l think that was IT. Z
II was in all the papers. A young
clergyman found ont wl,n, he'd been
trying to do, and then he went mad-thls
schuabe creature mean, not the clergy
man.
Every ono likes to have q look at
this patient" said the doctor. 'He has
q little sleeping-room OF his own and
a special attendant. His money was all
confiscnted by order OF the government.
but they allow two hundred year for
him. Otherwise he would be among the
paupcrs.'
The girls giggled with plcasurnblc am
ticipatlon. 5
The doctor unlocked a door. The
party entered fairly large room simply
furnished. In an armchair a uniformed
attendant was sitting. reading sporting
paper.
The man sprang up and saluted as he
heard the door open.
K on a bed lay the idiot Hc had grown
very fat and looked healthy. The fea.
lures we're all conrsened. but tho hal,
retained It's color OF, dark red.
He was sleeping. ii
Now. Miss Clcgg, ye'd never think
that was the fellow TINT made such a
But there he lies. He always eats as
much as he can. and goes to sleep after
his meal. He's waking up now, sir.
Here. Mr.. Schuabe. some ladies have
como to see you
IT got up with n foolish grin and be-
gan some ungainy capers.
THANK you SO much. Mr.. Pritchard,"
the girls said MS they LEFT the building.
We've enjoyed ourselves 80 much.''
II like the little man with his tongue
hanging out tho best" said one.
"Oh. Mabel, you've no sense OF humor!
That Schunbe creature was the funniest
OF ALI"
THE THIRD PICTURE
A Sunday evensong. The grim old
Lancashire church of Walktown Is full
OF people. The galleries are crowded.
every seat in the aisles below Is packed.
This night, Easter night. the church ,
Como. something OF the supreme Joy OF
Holy Easter has driven 1t away.
Old Mr. Byars sits In his stall, He Is
tired by the long, happy day. and as
the choir sings the last verse Of the
hymn before the sermon he sits down.
The delicate intellectual face Is
little pinched and transparent. Age has
come, hut 1t Is to this faithful priest but
as tho rare bloom upon the fruits OF
peace and quiet.
How tho thundcrous voices peal in
,exultation
Alleluia!
I Christ Is risen! The old man turned his
head. His eyes were full OF happy tears.
lilo saw his daughter, a young and noble
iniatron now, standing In n pew close to
the chnncel steps He heard her pure
voice, full Of triumph. Christ Is risen!
From his oak chair behind the altar
rails Dean Gortre came down towards
the pulpit.
Young sul-strangely young for the
dignity which they Ind pressed on him
for two years before he would accept IT.
Basil assembled the Nteps.
Christ Is risen!
The organ crashed; there was silence
All the lights in the church were sud.
denly lowered to half3their height,
The two candlesSsin9 the pulpit shone,
brightly on the prshcher's. face,
They all saw that It was filled with
holy fire.
"1F n c CT BE NOT RISEN YOUR
FAITH is VAIN"
The church was absolutely still MS the
words of the text rang out into It,
Tho people were thinking humhly, with
contrite hearts, OF the shame five years