Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-05-16

give up the moth and go to bed. But he was excited.
 Then he found the moth crawling over his counterpane. He sat on the edge of the bed in his shirt sleeves and reasoned with himself. Was it pure hallucination? He knew, he was slipping, and he battled for his sanity with the same energy he had formerly displayed against Paw kins. So persistent is mental habit that he felt as if it were still a strug, gle with Hawkins. He was we'll versed in psychology. He knew that such visual illusions do come as a result of mental strain. But the point was. he did not only see the moth, he had heard 1t when it touched the edge of the lampshade, and afterward when 1t bit against the wall, and he had felt it strike his face in the dark. df '.- It was a3din, gray night; an aln10St unbroken sheet of watery cloud was sweeping across the moon, and the hedge and trees in front of the house were black against the pale roadway. {,
 Hapley's landlady, hearing strange noises. looked out of her window and saw Hapley, like a ghost in his shirt and white trousers, running to and fro in the road and beating the air Now he would stop, now he would dart very rapidly at something invisible, now he would move upon it with stealthy stEtdesS, y-U-
 !4Asssa Cslastae, T said, Hapley, calling down the staircase next morning, "El hope did not alarm you last night"
 You may well ask that!" said Mra, Colville.
 "The fact is, am a sleep-walker.' There is nothing to be alarmed about really. I am sorry I made such ani ass of myself. will go over to Shore ham, and get some stun to mako me sleep soundly."
 Halfway over the down, by the chalk-pits. the moth came upon Hapley again. He went on, trying to keep his mind upon chess problems. but it was no good. The thing fluttered into his face. and he struck at it with his hat in self-defense. Then rage, tho old rage-the rage he had so often felt against Pawkins-came upon him again. He went on, leaping and striks ing at the eddying insect Suddenly he trod on nothing and fell readlong.
 There was a gap in his sensations, and Hapley found himself sitting on the heap of stones in front of the opening of the chalk-pits. with leg twisted back under him.
 Late that night, after his broken leg was set. he was feverish. He was lying fiat on his bed, and he beun to run his eyes around the room to see if the moth was still about He tried not to do this, but 1t was no good. He soon caught sight of the thing resting close to his hand. by the night-light, on the green table cloth. The wings quivered. With q sudden wave of anger he smote atslt with his fist, and the nurse woke tp with a shriek He had missed 1t.
 That moth,- he said: and then. eft was fancy. Nothingl"
 All the time he could see quite clear ly the insect going around the cornics and darting across the room. and he could also see that the nurse saw noth- ing of 1t and looked at him strangely. He must keep himself in hand. Re knew he was a lost man if he did rot keep himself in hand. But as the night waned the fever grew upon him. and the very dread he had of seeing the moth made him see t. About i've, just as the dawn was gray. he tried to get out of bed and catch 1t. though his leg was afre with pain The nurse had to struggle with him.
 Because of this they tied him down to the bed. At this the moth grer bolder. and once he felt 1t settle in his hair. Then. because he struck out violently with his arms. they tied these also. At this the moth came md cravled over his face. and Hap ley sept. svore. screamed. prayed un- avaIIIngly for them to take it os him.
 Nov Hspi.y Is spending the re- mainder of his days in padded room. Norried by moth that 10 one elss can sec. The asylum doctor calls [ Authorization. but Hapley. when 10 is in bis easier mood. and can talk says I, Iz the ghost of Pzvkins. ani consequently a unique specimen saf vel worth the trouble of catching