Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1910-09-08

and her eyes nearly catapulted out of
her head. She stumbled into the room
and over to the bed. She put out her
hand. startled, and impulsively felt
of the ooverlets and what lay upon
them. Her fingers had barely touched
the sheet when a noise from the far
Their corner made her turn. At sight of
what was there Mrs. Desterle tossed
her apron over her head, and scream
Ing. shrieking. bowling, ran into the
hall. tumbling down flight after fight
Of stairs. to fall in helpless, frothing
heap at the feet of her husband, gasp
Ing incoherently;
Upstairs. upstairs; at oncei My
Godl My Godi"
Doherty, the block policeman, who
did extra watch duty on the Desterle
premises for the daily luncheon that
came from Annie's kitchen, had that
instant arrived for his diurnal nibble.
At sight of the calm Mrs. Desterle
thus Frustrated, Doherty made for the
telephone.
It's a riot call 1 should be sendin'
In with Annie knocked out like this"
unused Doherty. For tits never she
loses her head"
But he simply called tho doctor and
helped tho little Frenchman carry HIS
stricken wife to her bedroom.
Annie Desterle lay still till they
reached the second floor. At the land
ing she commenced her writhing
| again.
Upstairs, upstairsl" her blood-pur-
pled lips commanded, and she vainly
tried to motion towards the third story
front
I'D better be SEEM what's wrong In
tho top Of the house." suggested
Doherty. as they lay Annie on tho bed.
Who could be up there now7
The policeman stepped blitholy past
Miss Gentry's room. with but q casual
glance into it's domestic depths,
straight to tho wide opened portal of
the third story front and across the
threshold.
The perfume of the room was the
nrst greeting. An odd penetrating odor
that savored OF things forgot, and
things undone, a fragrance belonging
to the mystic places of shadows, and
not to ono of the clean, well-soaped
and better busted apartments of An
ME DeSterle's boarding house. On the
cheap oak table that had been drawn
close to the bed was a great bowl OF
dying violets. BY the flowers still burn
ed drop light and beside this IN
opened fallen book as II the occupant
mad baited sleep with story. A gold
cigarette case half emptied was unde,
tho table. and the stubs of tho re-
mainder OF its contents sprinkled the
floor.
On tho bed. clad In a soft gown, la,
young and beautiful woman. He,
lips were softly parted. tho dark lashe,
touched the curve of her cheek NJ
gently that In spite OF her pallor Do.
herty. who had looked on tho deat
many times In his fifteen years of DO.
lice duty, pinched the thin white arm
again and again and patiently hold I
mirror to tho cold white lips before h,
could believe that 1t was the girls bod,
only, and not her body and soul tina
were outstretched before him. and tina
she was quite dead.
He looked around tho room ana saw
no empty walls. nor boxes, nor even ,
tattling white paper that might hav,
held those silence-b bringing powder,
women suicides AFFECT
On the bureau was a juggle of WON
ans ciutter-hairpins. a half doxe,
! long 1eweled hatpins, and one thicl
gold bracelet set with . very Arr
ruby. The combs and the brushe
were elaborate specimens OF the gold
smiths craft. and from an ovsrturne,
and broken bottle of fragile glAss