The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-09-22

buoy you up W1IhETalSe hOpeS-he Is
incapable of resistance, SO fear, from
what you tell me. That is the real and
fatal danger. Now is there any motive.
any thought or desire OF aim, that was
his, which we can make use of. ON
which, 50 to speak, we can prop up and
train this will power which is lying
helpless like a creeper that has been
torn from its supports9 His-his de-
xot1 on to y9u, Tor q, examplea His love
She shook her head, and the Dead
The doctor spoke again, gently, ten
derby. s.. . = -.
"Then who has the most influence
ooh, Maud, . said she. ellis sister,
you know, Lady Maud Stratton. I
have no doubt about that. - ..
She spoke without bitterness, but the
thetic to the kind man who had to ask
these questions, since his business was
to cure his patients, than any bitterness
could have been. %. :
eeThen may T consult with her be-
fore CO., said he, Gas to any posi-
blhty that she knows of, of presenting
some motive to her brother for living.
lie Is sinking, he must sink as far as
purely medical skill can help him, and
~ we "an|, 10 we not, 20 Throw any
keep his afoat. - ~. -. .--
f'Hypnotism, that sort of thing9''
she asked. %. ILL., ~.
CIT is uncomfortable that hypnotism
or suggestion can help him. said be-.
There must be something to hypno-
tie, something to suggest to, and that
something is willpower. That, in Lord
Ihurso, as 1 feel sure, is practically
Tho Lily had taken this all so quietly,
one who is stunned, and now her mind
required, as she recovered herself, to
the moment when the stunning blow
had been delivered. r.. .....
"You mean that it is only miracle
that can save him?' she added.
, eyes, but I believe in Miracles said
he, tho one cannot, unfortunately,
summon miracle to one IS aid.''
She got up quickly.
"How strange you should say thatl"
she remarked. "Because Maud be-
Ieves in them, as you, do. Only she no
longer calls them miracles, she calls
them Christian Science ~ ..-
Sir James could not have looked
cynical or sneering if he had tried, and
certainly he did not try. But his tone
was exceedingly dry. 49,.
1ue lduy LII DoSIOns.' ne OBSERVED
Lady Thurso got up. Ono, man in
Caithnes," she said. ssI viii ring;
she shall come and tell you, if she is
m.'' : :.
"Ah, one moment yet, please. want
to talk for moment about you Lady
Thurso, you are on the verge of
nervous breakdown. I have been look
ing at you and watching you. You
have had terrible time, and you are
fSnic ho1 ~ AL
on you more than you can guess, tho
you are bearing it with gallantry
that respect and admire. But are you
not taxing your strength more than you
need3" =
Her eyes went to the writing table.
near which, on the floor, was the pack
of her answered letters.
"You mean that I had better sit
down and think over all this terrible
to break little, fsrather than find re-
lief from it in forgetting, by means of
employment4'' ,rE. H. ..~.-..
emo, do not pin myself down to say
that you must not answer your letters.
but l very strongly advise you to rest
yourself as far as possible, and to avoid
anything agitating beyond that which
you must bear. There is plenty that
you must bear, that you as your hus-
bands wife have got to bear. But if
there is anything else, I entreat you
don't be at home to it. Exercise your
willpower and make it stronger by re-
sistance. Save yourself from anything
else that may worry or tire you. I
speak, of course, quite at random, but
feel sure from your magnificent
bravery over what have. had to tell
you that you have other worries"
Then, quite suddenly, the breaking
point came for her. All these months
Of ceaseless anxiety about Thurso had
worn her nerves to fiddle-strings; all
her life, too, she, with her splendid con-:
stitution, which never told her how
tired she. was, had been living on the
extreme limits Of her powers, and stimuli
taneously with her husbands mental
and physical ruin had come the regret
and glory Of her life. She had loved
once and had scarcely known it, she
loved now and was loved, and re-
nounced it.
She gave sudden shrek Of laughter
that did not sound like mirth.