Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-04-09

But one morning aWOke and
found black and blue bruise on
my SHIN 1t had not been there
when went to bed the night be-
fore III confess was frightened through and through
Something told me that l walking in my sleep.
Something else told me that l doing more than
that Can you imagine that, Jim? l, my fathers son,
going places at night but not knowing where; doing
son! But was 1? What if during those night hours
was changed into the son of some devil3
"Superstitione Oh, very well; But the hundreds of
State hospitals Jim remind how delicate balance
it is that keeps and keeps you and keeps the next
fellow normal plain ordinary man. keeps and
keeps you and keeps 9: d him from benga BEAST
xiously; for Bailey possibly too earnest.
$50, Jim, when saw that bruise on my shin and be-
gan to understand what meant-wel, imagine
for yourself. But know wild, that's all, plain
Wild! And when l would hold up my hand and look
at it, I would shudder. could not decide whether
that hand was most mine most the individuals who
was using 1t at night.
II tell you all this, Jim, merely that you appre-
ciate how staggered when heard what heard that
1.-THE same morning found bruise on my shin,
Storing Park discovered that old Peter in the gate
house had been murdered during the night That poor
harmless old man! You could have knocked me over
with feather.
at then began to resent the red, red leaves"
Jim sat open mouthed. 1t almost beyond his
comprehension that the grim miracles of Stevenson
tale could be experienced by anyone who presumed to
be legitimate banker.
"A whole world of things happened after this-itte
CL1HSS mostly CnaC QOn count KNOW LOT Cnng
that began to watch people to if they watch
ing And then the in the morning! would
look into the glass and brood them To think that
carried upon my back, horse carries his rider an
individual that could drive into 1 knew not what,
could drive into things could not keep from, but
for which might day be made to hang! Oh, Jim,
JIM And then the park began to speak of the murderer
as The Man 1 never shall forget 1.-THE Mani
THE next occurrence about week later. The
minute awoke l knew something was wrong
bruise my shin. Furthermore, this time my lip
seemed swollen. looked at it, and though
it had been bumped. Just then my mother and my
tptoed past my door, and heard my sister whisper
and ask if up yet When my mother answered
that she didn't think was my sister told her in whis
pers-but could hear t-that she had seen coming
into the house during the night about four o'clock and
door, she was saying. I called to him; but he wouldn't
answer me-
II looked at my shoes; they were muddy. looked
for my clothes; they were lying loose the floor. I
looked at my hand-ugh! to look at ones hand, Jim
and not to know what it has done!
3But I soon to find out. | didn't want any
breakfast; but didn't dare stay away l went down
stairs passed Rex in the hall was little bullpup
of mine; a corker too When l reached down to pat
him. he curved his body away from tight against the
wall and with fiat raced back to the kitchen yep
ing. prayed that my people had not it.
i'm, of course you and sitting here peace
full can be; you can't comprehend what get
ting its hold 1t became then and there of
the things do not like to think about at night That is
why looked you up for bunky. 1 could stand it
fairly well during the daytime; but at-at night
wanted there to be somebody.
II sat down to breakfast but I couldn't lift my