The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-12-30

fortunates. The young house doctor
thought Miss Tracy charming and
never was abrupt with her.
every puzzling case" he mused
"Now, why does she dwell so on that
too. That's morbidity, I'm afraid; bad
sign"
The doctor liked st. John too. st.
Johns friends acted very nicely In
sending him new books and boxes OF
cigars The books were well chosen;
the cigars were unexceptlonable.
Like all these paretlcs," he pom
dered, "in the first stages you would
not think there was anything much
wrong with the man, but It is n little
singular that he should be so interest
ed I'm that unlucky death also"
As for the attendants, Miss Tracy
had flowers and little things and could
teach the women quite a number Of
new fads i'm hairdressing, and so forth.
For the men st. Johns cigar box and
full pocketbook sufficed TO make them
extremely courteous. The man with
the wicked eyes and mouth benefited
most however. II was wonderful
what lot OF little things he could DO
for Miss Tracy It was strange that
St John should find anything in the
man 10 talk about with common inter.
est.
inst once the two lunatics met. It
was Just before bedtime in the music
room. He had sung to her accompani-
ment. When she rose to say good
night he almost whispered to her:
II expect to go to New York tomor.
row." ,'
II am so glad for your sake" she
said.
"And-ahd you--you have made my
stay almost tolerahle. Is there moth
ing you will allow me to do for you?"
"Oh," she answered, with sprightli-
ness II shall not be long In going my
self"
Poor, poor little dear" he said to
his pillow 'it breaks me ah up to
think Of her staying here incurable."
Miss Tracy packed her trunk. and
tears dropped on silk and linen indif-
ferently.
"Oh," she murmured. 81 do so wish
| had never come here can never,
never forget the sad, gentle way he
used to look at me-"
There was lively work next after
noon in the building of the Gazette. A
young man sat at desk apart I'm the
reporters room, ana lie scribbled and
he scrlbbled BY and by the manag-
ing editor came In and looked over the
busy writer's shoulder and told him
that he had only an hour to finish up
In. Then the great presses began to
clatter, and IN little while the first
edition Of the Gazette was ready for
the street, with an enormous black
scare head on the front page.
And In the Office. of the Morning
Jury there was also a, livery lively bus
tling. and there, at a retired desk,
young woman sat. and she scribbled
and she scribbled, and late at night
the presses began to rumble, and In a
little while the first edition of the
Jury was ready for the street, with
an enormous black scare head on the
front page
The Gazette and the Jury were with.
In few minutes OF each other In get
ting out. A copy Of each paper was
hustled into the office of the other, for
rival editors watch each others work
with catlike intentness. And the Ga
zette office read with dlsmay that the
great asylum mystery had been solved
by the indefatigable efforts of Jury
reporter. while the Jury night staff
tore It's editorial hair over the faring
boast of the Gazette that Its special
commissioner" had given to q waiting
world the first and only enlighten-
ment of the famous crime. There had
been no time for one paper to lift the
news from the other. How had the
expected scoop been spoiled?
Tumultuous was the wrath In the
two offices. Miss Tracy was explain
Ing TO her managing editor, with tears
In her eyes, that she could not under
stand at all, at all, how the Gazette
had got hold of It. In the Gazette Of
| fee Mr.. st. John stormed and swore
| and said that for the life of him he
could not understand how the Jury
had got almost the same story.
Good heavens" shouted st. John
suddenly, and he dashed out TO the
Jury office. There he found friend,
with whom he conferred. The two
lunatlcs were introduced TO each other
and minute or two afterward were
alone together
They laughed a great deal at the
idea Of two reporters on the same
81. Ange assignment, never suspecting
each other, but their laugh was not
very loud The tender pity for each
other Of yesterday was still In mind
THE attendant is arrested" said st.
John. "You did not get It quite right
The patient he poisoned when nursing
him was an old enemy. IL was not
done through trouble arising between
them IN the sanitarium"
"Oh, botberw she said. "It doesn't
matter We've done our appointed
work. Let's talk OF something more
pleasant"
So they did, and when he was about
TO go away he said;
"You said once we might be friends