The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1907-02-14
THE BURIED WILL
BY IOA M. SHEPLER
Copyright, by Daily Story Psb. Co.

making the subjects of his power tell
strange secrets in their own lives or
that Of some other person. Two per-
sons had come forward that last night.
Not of the will or wish Of either They
came because the hypnotist, fixing his
great, black eyes on their eyes, COM
PEELED their presence on the stage.
Both We're nurses. One a fair, sad
faced girl, the other a bold, over
dressed, middle aged woman.
The professor first made passes
over the girls eyes. Presently she be-
gan to humble then to talk of her
hard life, her WEAKNESS. Her parents
were dead, sister and brother she had
none, but there was a lover, a young
physician, handicapped in his start for
place by an old grandfather and a
weakly mother to support. She could
not marry her love at present.
The professor had known pitiful
love, perhaps poverty. He quickly
awakened her. He could not have her
babbling in sleepy way of her sweet,
love story.
The older woman had come upon
the stage at his compelling gaze, but
there was trouble in getting her suf-
ticiently hypnotized that she would
| talk She went off into contrary tant-
runs OF gesture, but her lips re-
NAMED so long tightly closed that the
audience despaired and became I'M
| easy, intimating loudly that this was
scant show for the money invested to
| get into the hall. The professor nodded
| for quiet, and the woman began to
| speak:
I'm a nurse by profession. / never
married Il hate, no, no, love him."
Her lips came to with a snap.
mo, you don't love him. You know
you don't. Now tell this audience why
you hate him; why he never married
you. Such a handsome woman. Tell
it your story" the professor coaxed in
strangely insinuating tone.
Yes" she spoke now clear and
sharp, II was beautiful. I am yet.
| Ugh! How | hated nursing. How |
yet hate it. l was going to marry such
a rich old man that had nursed when
| first met The man | loved-that /
yet"
mo, you don't. You hate him. Go
on" compelled the professor, for at
the word love her tongue had faltered.
That l hate, yes, that's it. He
came for me to nurse his sckly wife.
He had no money to pay me, but what
did care. She was soon to die. That
| knew, and even before she died he
made love to me. The wretch. He
was a gambler. Down in his luck at
that time, found out. He was most
ly down in his luck. When she died
ne promised to marry me soon. Did
he? No. He put himself where | did
not hear of him for five years. The
old rich man that | was to marry had
died, and not another 80 rich present
ed himself to my favor until five years
after, and this time the man was
younger than | and, half witted, sure
ly. Going through stupendous for
tune as fast as ever fool went. | was
getting ready for a share OF it as his
wife when a letter came from the man
I" Hate" put in the professor.
Yes, hate, telling me where to come.
He wanted me Immediately. He was
living with his old cousin, Rhoda,' he
said; such rich woman. He was her
nearest relative, he went on. She had
raised her niece, but the niece, who
was to heir all his Cousin Rhody's for
tune, had disobeyed her, and ran away
with some man her aunt despised.
Cousin Rhody is not WELL he wrote.
She needs a nurse. She has come to
think that l am indispensable to her
comfort. She has made a will in my
favor. Remember, you come just as a
hired nurse, and not as the woman |
love, the woman who will be my wife
when Cousin Rhody's fortune gets in
TO my hands
Il left the man I was to marry. ]
went at the bidding of the other
found Cousin Rhody cross, fright
ene6 old woman. She was sick,
! though her cousin declared to her she
was not, and forced me to tell her how
we'll and young she looked, and that
she was good for % years yet. She
| consulted all manner of doctors, took
all manner of medicine, and l could
see got worse all the time.
AT first she seemed to cling des
perately to her cousin, but as the end
approached she turned more to me,
! and would speak Of her niece Marjory,
and order that she be sent for; but
her cousin saw to 1t that Marjory new
er received the messages.
Then, at the last, she became dis.
| trustful of her cousin. She declared
| that Marjory had done right to marry
| the man she loved best. She confided
! to me that she had secretly sent for a
| LAWYER to draw up new will, and
must not let her cousin know of it,
must get the lawyer into the house
late at night. Yourself and the
housekeeper can be Witnesses she or.
dered.
Il did as she asked me to. Marjory
was left the bulk of the fortune, and
the cousin but modest annuity. The
old lady put the new will under her
pillow, and gave me the old one to
burn. she sitting up in bed watched
me, as she supposed, burn it. | was
prepared for this, quicker than she
could see, | whipped a paper nearly
like II from an apron pocket, and put
the old will in its place.
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