Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-10-23
CHAPTER VI.-Continued,

Bobs face showed unspeakable
terror and entreaty; the eyes were
bursting from their sockets and were
HVeted on hers as those of man il
a dungeon might be fixed upon al
approaching specter of one whom he
had murdered. His chest rose anc
fell, as though trying to burst some
unseen bonds that were crushing out
his life. With every breath would
come the awful groan that had first
brought me to him. Beulah Sands had
half turned her face until her eyes
gazed into Bob's with a sweet, child
lsh perplexity. looked at her, sur.
pr1sed that one whom l had always
seen so intelligently masterful should
be passive in the face of such an.
guish. Then, horror of horrors! ]
saw that there was something missing
from her great blue eyes / looked !;
gasped Could it possibly be? With
bound l was at her side. gazed
again into those eyes which that
morning had been all that was intel
hsent, all that was godlike, ali that
was human. Their soul, their life
was gone. Beulah Sands was a. dead
woman; not dead in body, but in
soul: the magic spark had fled She
was but an empty shell-a woman of
living flesh and blood; but the cita-
del OF life was empty, the mind
was gone. What had been woman
was but child. l passed my hand
across my now damp forehead. I
closed my eyes and opened them
again. Bob's figure, with clasped, up
lifted hands, and bursting eyes, was
still there. There still resounded
through the room the awful cultural
groans. Beulah Sands smiled, the
smile OF an infant in the cradle. She
took one beautiful hand from the pa
per and passed it over Bob's bronzed
cheek. just as the infant touches its
mothers face with its chubby fingers.
In my horror l almost expected to hear
the purling of babe. My eyes in their
perplexlty must have wandered from
her face, for suddenly became aware
OF great black headline spread
across the top of the paper that she
had been reading:
FRIDAY, THE 13TH."
And beneath In one of the col
umns:
TERRIBLE TRAGEDY IN VIRGINIA."
"The Most Prominent Citizen of the
State, ex-United States Senator and
Ex-Governor, Judge Lee Sands OF
Sands Landing, While Temporarily
Insane from the Loss of His For
tune and Millions Of the Funds for
Which He Was Trustee, Cut the
Throat Of His Invalid Wife, His
Daughters, and Then His Own. All
Three Died Instantly
In another column:
"Robert BROMLEY Creates the Most
Disastrous Panic in the History Of
Wall Street and Spreads Wreck and
Ruin Throughout the Country"
A hideous picture scared its every
light and shade on my mind, through
my heart, into all my soul. A fren-
CORY crop; in the center one living
dead, part of the picture, yet the
ghost left to haunt the painters, one
of whom was already covering before
the black and bloody canvas.
Well did the world-artist who wrote
over the door of the madhouse: MAN
can suffer only to the limit, then he
shall know peace" understand the
wondrous wisdom of his God. Beu-
lah Sands had gone beyond her limit
nd was at peace.
Inc awful groaning stopped, and an
ley's face Before I could catch him
he rolled backward upon the floor as
dead. Bob BROMLEY, too, had gone
beyond his limit. l bent over him
and lifted his head, while the sweet
woman-child knelt and covered his
face with kisses, calling in a voice
like that of tiny girl speaking to her
doll: bob. my Bob, wake up, wake
up; your Beulah wants YOU AS l
placed my hand upon Bob's heart and
felt its beats grow stronger, as l
listened to Beulah Sands childish
voice, joyishly confident as it called
upon the one thing left of her old
world, some of my terror passed. In
its place came great mellowing
sense of Gods marvellous wisdom. l
thought gratefully Of my moth
ers always ready argument that the
law of laws, of Gods and nature, is
that of compensation. I had allowed
Bob's head to sink until it rested in
Beulah's lap, and from his calm and
steady breathing could see that he
had safely passed crisis, that at
least he was not In the clutches of
death, as had at first feared.
Bob slept. Beulah Sands ceased her
calling and with a smile raised her
fingers to her lips and softly said:
Hush. my Bob's asleep" Together
We held vigil over our sleeping lover
and friend, she with the happiness OF
q child who had no fear of the awak.
ening, with silent terror of what
would come next. had seen one mind
waited to the unknown that day. Was
1t to have companion to cheer and
solace 1t on it's far journey to the
great beyond? How long We waited
Bob's awakening could not tell. The
clocks hands said an hour; it seemed
to me AN age. At last his magnificent
physique, his Imprisoned blood and
splendid brain pulled him through to
his new world of mind and heart tor.
ture.. His eyelids lifted He looked
ut me, then at Beulah Sands, with