The Nevada County picayune., 1907-11-28
CHAPTER Vl.-Continued.

CHAPTER VI.-Contnued.
 1- Bob's face showed unspeakable terror and entreaty;f the eyes were Bursting from their sockets and were yiyeted on hers as those of q man in dungeon might be fixed upon an approaching specter of one whom he had murdered His chest rose and fell, as though trying to burst some unseen bonds that were crushing out his life With every breath would come tic awful groan that had first brought me to him. Beulah Sands had half turned her face until her eyes ga3ed into Bobs with a sweet child fish peiplexity, l looked at her, sur prised that one whom l had always seen sO intelligenty masterful should be passive in the face of such an guish Then, horror of horrors, l saw that there was something missing from her great blue eyes. l looked gasped. Could it possibly be? With a bound 1 was at her side. l gazed again into those eyes which that morning had been all that was intel ligent, all that was godlike, all that was human Their soul, their life was gone. beulah Sands was dead woman, not dead i'll 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 heen a woman was put a child. l passed my hand across my now damp forehead. closed my eyes and opened them again. Bob's figure, with clasped, up- lifted hands, and bursting eyes, was stin there. There still resounded through the room the awful guttural groans. Beulah Sands smiled, the smile of an infant in the cradle She took one beautiful hand from the pa per and passed il over }obs bron2eo check. just as the infant touches it's mothcr'2 face with it's chubby fingers. s In my borTqr l almost expected to hear the purling of babe. My eyes in their perpleXity must have wandered from her face for l suddenly became aware of c 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:..
 "TERRl6LE TRAGEDY IN VlRGlNIA'
 "The Most Prominent Citizen of the State, eexUnitcd States Senator and
 Ex-Governor, Judge Lee Sands of .. Sands Landing, While Temporarily
 Insane from the Loss of His For ''.5. tune and Millions of the Funds for e, Which He Was Trustee, Cut the
 Threat of His Invalid Wife, His
 Daughters, and Then His Own. All Three Died Instantly"
 In another column: ..s,
 ~Robert Browniey Creatas the Most Disastrous Panic in the History of
 Wall Street and Spreads Wreck and
 Ruin Throughout the Country"
 \ hideous picture scared it's every light and shade lou Ey mind, through my heart. into all my soul. A fren- zied finance harvest scene with it's eory etapt .iR Fhe centst one living dead. part of the picture, yet the ghost left to haunt the painters, one .af wbonl was already covering .befere the black and bloody canvas.
 Well did the world artist wbo wrote over the door of the madhouse Man can slrher only to the limit. then he shall ,kuuw peace uuderStapd the wondrous wisdom of h.s God Beu- fah Sands had gone beyond her limit -and was at peace -e<
 .-. The 9Wful groap!ng stopped, and an -ashen pallor spread oyer Bob Brown. Ny's face Before 'cOud catch him ..ahe1Tile,f backward Apoa the floor as dead Bob Brownles, toe, had gone beyond his limit. bent over him and lifted his head while the sweet Womau-Ch,id kuelt and covered his face With kissss ,tilling in voice like tha, of tnl girl speakipg,to 10 her doll iiob, my Bob, wake up. wake hp: yulir Reu9h wants yon As l Faced nay hand upon Bob heart and felt fts beats gtt1w stronger, as. l listened 10 nealIahs Sands remldish voice. ioyishly confident as 1t called upon the one thing left of her old itssffaksusst Fat rSSis Ti1iiswng sense of G2ds marvellous wisdom. l yhodght Gratefully Of my moth, sr's always ready argument that the law of laws. of Gods and nature, is settat of compensation l had allowed sBeb's head Co sink until tt rested in sBealsh S. lap. and from, his calm and .stgady breathing l could see that he had safely passed crisis, that al least he was not In the clutches oi