The Detroit times., 1909-12-25

aoout Geo. Cavanash and she was ten
derby supporting him
Well" asked SIR Charles al last.
Weaker, curse it, replied Dr. Fui-
ton.
Inject"
No; last of all. The battery,
quick
we heard the rapidly intermittent
clicking sound of the working battery
az once
stop" shouted Fulton.
saw the patients legs twitch and
draw up half way to his stomach, and
his arms 5pasmodlcally jerk.
"AWaHen him." commanded Or.
Fulton.
Sir Charles applied small phial
TO the patients nostrils. After a while
the poor fellow turned his head aside
as though unconsciously trying 10 es-
cape torture But the phial fol-
lowed him remorselessly. and present.
" he moaned Sir Charles at once
removed the spring wedge from his
mouth His teeth clicked. shut. and
he uttered a heartrending guIging
groan
Stop battery" cried Dr. Fulton.
Marion. come here,
The Girl left her lover and hurried
forward She stopped over the pa
tient and looked into his eyes. All
my poor fellow" she murmured sooth-
ingly in English you are awake AT
last ] see. IL Is all over now--al, over
nothing more 10 fear now
Try and drink this she proceeded
1T is not medicine. only little
brandy and water All, that's right
There. my boy, shut your eyes, and
Try 10 sleep. You1l soon sleep, and
y0ull wake we'll and strong
The poor lad obeyed her. and he
seemed 10 sleep Immediately. but
MariOn's prophecy was not fulfilled
He never opened his eyes again.
For a long hour we watched him.
the hearts OF us all racked with anx-
iety. Every few minuteA Or. fulton
injected some drug into his arm. and
b. degrees the fall force OF the bat
terry was applied, But all in vain.
He is dead" said DR.. Fulton at
last Turn off the battery, Vernet.
please"
Our nineteenth failure" observed
Sir Chas. Venner. folding his arms
and looking down at the corpse with
face Of stone. And they have all
died Of shock. Nothing else
Mr.. Cavanagh started forward.
How can you be sure Of that" he
demanded How do you know that
your accursed solution did not poison
him." The young mans face was the
hue of ivory. but his big eyes were
ablaze with passion.
Sir Chas Venner gave a wlntry
smile we nave proved il beyond
doubt" he replied we have tested
the blood a hundred times"
Mr.. Cavanagh put his right hand
into his breast pocket. His counte-
nance was perfectly livid He stepped
back n pace and looked at Marion.
George" she cried. what ails you
dear? She was trembling like a leaf
in the wind
Life" ne answered. and uttered a
laugh that still echoes in my ears
Next instant he produced a revolver
and before our eyes put the muzzle to
his mouth There followed click. n
sharp report, and he fell al our feet
a corpse.
There are periods Of crisis In human
happenings when a cycle OF years may
be- compressed into a few minutes OF
ordinary time. and such a period was
that which succeeded the tragedy |
have described. ! felt my soul grow
cold and hard and more old than all
my previous life had made IT, | stood
Hike frozen image gazing at the
artists clay. waiting I'm an agony or
expectation for Marion to scream. But
she made no cry. and after a long.
most dreadful pause, something i'm
pclled me TO look at her. She was
swayine 10 n fall and already inscn-
sible took her In my arms and
bore her senseless body from the
awful room Where | would have
gone. Providence alone knows. But an
old woman led me 10 prettily fur
nished little chamber. laid Marion
very gently down upon the bed. and
turned 10 ihe old woman. who was al
ready fussine at my side with salts
and sal volatile.
Don't touch her" commanded
stornlv. Lot her sleep as long as
God wills"
Loft alone. leaned over the mn
conscious girl and softly pressed my
lips upon her beautiful. hut clay cold
brow. An angel could not have been
the worse for that caress, for In my