The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1908-03-02

saw him 1t was clear that he was
sorely troubled for some reason, and
also that his health, which had never
been very strong, was giving out en-
tirely. His eyes, which formerly used
TO look into mine, now stared straight
into the air, saying nothing and look
ing for nothing. and his appearance
and behavior was more feverish than
ever. We no longer took any walks
together. He said he didn't care and
only asked me to leave him alone.
When l tried to find out something
about him from the people OF the
house In which he lived. they told me
that he came home every evening ex-
hausted, covered with mud. and drip
ping wet, and that he invariably TO
fused to eat anything.
Caring for him as I did, I began
to feel greatly worried about him. but
young as was l worried only short
time, and when we did not meet
gradually forgot all about him. l had
NO suspicion at that time that this
failing was the beginning and the end
of a mysterious accident OF which my
friend was a victim. told you before
that Kaspar LIGHT was murdered. That
Is probably saying too much, but In
my terror and my sorrow over his
sudden and strange death / had the
feeling OF a horrible and mysterious
affair with something of the superna-
tural about Ii. The coroner's physician
said that he had died from heart fail
ure, and other physicians whom
asked to examine his dead body
agreed with him.
"The day before he died I had q
long talk with him which I shall never
forget.
III was rainy, dreary evening Ia
the fall when / went to see him the
last time. He was sitting at his desk
In his room. His face was terribly
thin, but his cheeks were as red a.
ever. l shall never forget the expires
sion saw In his eyes when he looked
up and saw me there, for he had not
heard me coming. do not know how
1t happened that this evening he once
more. felt like opening his soul to me
When + begged him to tell me what
was the matter with him. why he &c
often refused to see me, where and
with whom he spent his nights. he al
last said that he would tell me every
thing
Il 60 every day to see the family
| Steamwater.
IL was surprised. had never
heard anything OF family OF that
name, and / could not imagine thai
Kaspar LIGHT should have made any
new acquaintances. He had never be
fore spoken OF these people | tolt
him what | thought and asked hin
when and where he had met them.
Don't ask me how II began" ht
said. II don't know IL myself an,
more. I only know that I am afraid
horribly afraid. Something forces me
something mysterious. threatening ant
ghostly which cannot get away from
/ am sick, very sick. l cannot strug
gle against II, so have to follow.
you know how / love fog when 4
envelopes the street, and almost hide'
the light OF the street lamps. The FOL
is SO beautiful: so white and feecy
and II goes everywhere through thu
@streets and gives Us the feeling Uf ffv
Ing In an atmosphere entirely dineren
from the one we breathe during thu
daytime In the rays OF the sun. You
know that I never stay home wheI
it's foggy. It draws me out, and
then walk as II In another world which
transforms houses and men, which Il
great and infinite and In which we en-
Joy our real life.
II do not know how long ago II ia
perhaps days and weeks. perhap
years. I do not know. The fog wa
heavy. and fine mist was falling.
was walking alone. I do not know
where to- The streets were all wrap
in the fieecy clouds. and In front of m,
feet I could see only small circle o
the pavement when the light from
window or street lamp penetrate
} the fog. must have been far out Il
the outskirts, of the city. did no