The evening times., 1911-07-22

longer. nave fought against It with
all my energy. and at the very moment
when ! had reason to believe It would
not return, and that once more
might 60 about my duties fearlessly
and unhampered. the horrible spell
took possession of me again. Il may
come even now. before I have told
you"
Here the poor fellow closed his
eyes, clenching his fists and compress
Ing his lips. After few moments
Of spasmodic effort, as IL he were con-
tending with some strange demon Of
darkness. he rose from the bed, and,
crossing the room to q little table on
which rested much-worn suit case,
he opened II. Then, quite obliyious. of
Bolston's presence, he calmly gath
cred few toilet articles from adjac-
ent shelves, took some small pieces of
wearing apparel from a dingy closet
In the corner. and proceeded to pack
them carefully in the suit case. as
II preparing for Journey. The row.
ing spirit was again upon him. When
he had closed and locked the suit case,
placing the key In his pocket, he turn
ed and peered smilingly upon his
friend. The strange, bewildered look
Of moment ago was now gone from
his face. and he returned and stretch
ed himself upon the bed again.
"A narrow escape. Bolston." said he,
with pathetic laugh. "But, as I was
saying, this cannot 60 on much longer.
I sent for you that I might explain.
and to ask you-." Here his voice
trembled and the tears gushed from
his sunken eyes. $50 that l might
ask you. But you, my friend, will
understand. Tell her-that love her
80 deeply. so devotedly-yet must
not see her! would not add to her
pain and suffering, Bolston. That is
why did not 60 to her even before
I came so Unexpectedly to the Senate
that day to finish my life's work
there; to offer the substitute and tell
them why 1t should be adopted. After
that promised myself, If the spell
did not come back again, and when I
was-as Of old-in feeling and in ap-
pearance-but It was not to be, Boil
ston; 1t is never to be. Please tell her
for me-gently, tenderly."
Then he closed his eyes again, and
seemed to sleep, yet fitfully. When
night came he yawned languidly, and
turned on his pillow. Soon he rose. lit
the small OIL lamp on the mantel, and.
after preparing himself for bed, sat
down near Bolston, of whose presence
he had taken not the least notice
since last addressing him. Nor did he
seem to recognize him until late In
the afternoon Of the following day,
when, having lucid interval, he laid
his hand upon the Englfshman's
shoulder and said:
Gently, tenderly, my friend, as you
would have me serve you IL the case
were reversed with us. Care for her
as you have cared for me; be her
friend. And now, do what you think
best with me. Take me to some place,
Bolston. where l. may bide the near
end Of life distraught by much effort
to serve and please the clamoring, in
constant multitude. It was not for
myself that have made the struggle
of the past few years. I think you
know that to be true. When she
Enid!-thank God I may yet speak
her name-when she came into my
existence, and Love grappled with de-
based Politics for possession of me
we'll, my good friend, made the mis-
take Of trying to serve both of them.
As we'll might soul essay the impos-
sible task Of dwelling simultaneously
in Heaven and in He'll"
So that now the honest, faithful
Englishman, after hurried arrange
ment for the comfort of his suffering
friend at a near by resort for neuras-
themes, where he left him in the care
of skilled attendants. took his way
back to the Capital, now the unwilling
bearer of another commission-one
that less resolute man than he
might we'll have evaded; the high
duty, indeed. Of conveying a message
to the loving. hopeful and trusting
creature, whose birthstar had long
since marked her for misfortune-a
message from the one around whom
all her anxieties and alteration wore
gathered.
And how painful a duty it was for
the faithful Briton!
Still, the commission was executed,
with what hesitation and suspense,
yet with what fidelity, must be left
to the imagination Of the reader. 1
will not undertake to describe the
feelings Of the one who received the
message, nor to dwell at length upon
the fortitude with which she bore the
sorrowful tidings. for words refuse a
task 20 heavy.
Besides. all that I am permitted to
recount Of the pitiful scene is that
Enid Grey. after q moment Of solicit
Gus ipdecision, such as q great shock
like this might be expected to pro-
-duce, seemed to be a. II translated to
another and higher sphere: her hu-
man part consumed with spiritual ex-
a1tation; her face lighting with a
heavenly smile. like that Of That's
among the White Ladies' Of the mon
aafArv ~, tho Aoaarf