Gunnison news-champion., 1907-06-14

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ri Oroans. hsseaeS Te SQUAD
ea0e bsf3 tAAa ssSs. Il came
iso0 RAnnA oAnAs' s0ee. Hish a
beunl . Sss Il o. 60. Aeos. NJ
Co. tAe sioAe sAas ~ NJ gaze
II AAasss - esea 80 UAso years
naSs as,ied ~ vissdnsaa ~ beasii-
fui euset. grAy aguso thai 80 groom
to be such . saak1ag picsaDs 70 BOB
and De Of late saf q - Cat desx
ne door. Her eaooWs rcsisA on the
aess: in her Aanl Was a. sase-neoH
pspe. tina: she haA cvsdsealy been
reading when Boe entesed. Cod knows
hoe long she had beea reaAsag II be
fore he came. hob was kaeeiiAG a;
the side Of hcr chair. his haaAs clasp
cd and u2lifted In a. asoay q appeal
nat vas sapp1eosaasA ~ - awful
sroans. His face GAs0sA uaspeakabie
terror and entrsaty. tho eyes were
bursting froU tAsts socksss anA we're
rivcsed OF here - tAooe 81 . man In
dungeon might - Axed uVos an
approaching spscter q sae whom he
mad murdered. His chess rose and
fell. as though trying 70 burst some
unseen bonds that we're crashing out
his life. With every breath would
come the awful grOAa that had first
brought ne to him. BeulAh aaads had
half turned her face until her ewes
sazea into BOb's With . sweet. child
ish peTplexity. ] looked as her. sar-
seen so iHtslligently Easterfal should
be passive in the face Of such an
sgish. Then. horror OF horrors I
saw that there was something missing
f-om her Eroat blue eyes. I looked;
sasped. Could II possibly he, With
a bound ! was at her side. l eazed
again into those eyes which that
morning had hssn all that was intel
lissat all that was godlike. all that
was human Their soul. their life
was gone. Beuiah sands WAS a dead
woman. not dead in body. but in
soul. the magic spark had fed She
was but an empty shell-a woman of
del of life was empty. the mind
was gone. What had been . woman
was but a child. passed my hand
across my now damp forehead
closed my eyes and opened them
again. Bobs figure. with clasped. up
lifted hands. and bursting eyes. was
still there. There still resoundei
h.. Oh k< - .f..I
groans. Beulah Sands smiled. the
smile of an infant in the cradle. She
took one beautiful hand from the pa
per and passed 1t over Bob's bronzed
cheek, just as the infant touches its
mothers face with its chubby fingers
In my horror I almost expected 10 hear
the purling OF a babe MY eyes In their
perplexity must have wandered from
her face. for I suddenly became aware
of a great black headline spread
across the top Of the paper that she
had been reading:
"FRioAv, TIVE ,3rh."
And beneath in one Of the col.
umns:
"vGRRi0Ie vRAeGov ~ VAGINA"
"vks aasst pvsmioeWt citissa q ~
etste. sa-UWissd esssss ss~sass ~
en-oswsr~ss, JweOs Lee es~1s 81
ss~es Landing, Wkits rsmpseorily
s~ss~s srsm ths lses - t@ie eee.
tS~s ana au,is~s - tks Fvnes ~
which ~ VS. revssss. cvt ~
rtroat ~ ttis Invalid WIN. NE
cals .er's, END rhso Vie own. Az
Three pies instantly"
In another column:
"Robert ero~rlsy crsstss tire Most
Cs-ctrous Panic IN the = s.s~y ~
Wall Street and SPREAD, ,rsek snI
Ruin Throughout the Coun,ry."
hideous picture scared its every
light and shade on my mind. through
my heart. into all my soul A fren-
zied-fina nee harvest scene with its
CORY crcp: ia he 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 orld-artist vho wrote
over the door OF the madhouse: Man
van suHtE pHly 10 tue limit, t0en ne
shall know peace" underst-rd the
wondrous wisdom of his God. Beu-
lah Sands had gone beyond her limit
and was at peace.
The awful groaning stopped, and an
ashen pallor spread over Bob Brown-
ley's face. Before ! could catch him
he rolled backward upon the Aoor a.
dead. Bob BROMLEY. too, had gone
beyond his limit. l bent over him
and lifted his head, while the sweet
womanchild 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
placed my hand upon Bobs heart and
felt its beats grow stronger. as I
listened TO Beulah Sands childish
voice, joyishly confident As il called
upon the one thing left OF her old
world some of nv terror ps>>eA II