The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-21

''The game is to cure your wife. And
what 1 am after is TO give you a sam
pie of the medicine that will do it. Fol
you are a man who will believe il
nothing without material proofs, anC
once having been given what you, in
your finite, fallible mind, consider &c
| be proofs, you are convinced beyond
| all doubt-until a stronger proof to the
contrary is forced upon you. 1t would
| be of little use for me to raise Mrs
HariSh to a condition of health and
sanity without teaching you a certain
kind of caution of the very existence
of which you seem unaware, a caution
respecting the acceptance of material
proofs as conclusive in all cases; for
without this caution you would imme-
diatcly begin sending her back again.
To a man of your self-sufficiency, who
has amassed 800, 1000 in twenty
years, the teaching will doubtless turn
on to be somewhat drastic; but. if so,
it is your lookout, not mine. 1t is on
your own demand. Now, what is that
thing in your mind that wild horses
could not draw from you? Answer and
write"
Mr. Harish had summoned all his en-
ergies to resist. His face flushed and
paled, his muscles grew tense, he set
his jaw like a bulldog and clinched his
hands, his teeth gTitted like grinding
stones. In vain. 1t was the old, old
struggle-brute force against science,
seIfshness against love. one against the
combined strength of skilled humanity.
The conclusion was fOregOne. His eyes,
fixed upon DR.. Funivall as if nailed by
some invisible power, gradually took
on a more settled appearance, passing
from the steely to a nervOus-laughing
expression, to sObeTness. to earnest
ness, to peacefulness, and, finally, with
the doctors closing words, to deep in
trOspectiOn. Immediately he began to
write, awkwardly, without seeing the
paper, prOnouncing each word slowly as
he set it down, conscious only of Ger
tain truths in his own soul
"I-perjured myself - in-COurt -
yesterday-on-the-
Very good, to start with; How
much did you save out Of it-or maker
'I-may-ma INSTRUMENTATION"
Charming! That admission would
be enough to convince most men, but
what you ask is real proof, in dispens-
able proof, something that nobody but
yourself could possibly suspect. OF
that perjury everybody suspects you.
What is the first lie you ever told for
money!"
-can't-think."
TOO long ago. Ell? When you were
very young? You began almost at
once, probably What was the first
mean thing you did for money after
you were 2l?"
''I-fraudulently got - and-fore-
closed a mortSage -on-WidOw-Gag s
-home-and-made - four - thousand
dollars-which-se - me-up-in-busi-
ness"
What is the latest thing of the kind
you have done, aside from the perju-
ry?'
"This-mOrning - I-clOsed-a-deal
that-will practically-ruin - my
late-partner 's-children."
There are, besides. many other
transactions of yours that you would
not acknowledge to a living soul, aren't
there?"
Yes"
wei, tell me one more, and that
will do"
"I-swore - off - three million-in-
taxes-in-the-city.
That's enough" said DR.. FurnivalI,
putting on his spectacles. Mr.. HaTish
sat immovable an instant, and then be-
gan to gaze around as if just waking
from sleep. His eye caught sight of
the doctor.
"Ah!" he exclaimed, with a jocuIari-
itv somewhat forced, Il remember.
didn't doze 1t was the hypnotism
wasn't it? ia! ha. How did it come
QUIZ
Without a word DR.. Furnivall point
ed 20 the paper in his hand.
He examined its appearance curious
ly at first. Then he read the writing,
read it again, then stared at it in I'M
believing horror. A long minute he
stood with bowed head, his face the
hue of chalk. Slowly he tore the leaf