Bisbee daily review., 1911-05-31
Continued

In an hour or so they sent for Flan- rigan, and he went upstairs. He came down again soon, however, and returned with something over his arm that looked like a rope. It seemed to be made of all kinds of things tied together. trunk straps. clothesline, bed sheets. and something that Ffannigan pointed to with rage and said he hadn't been able to keep his clothes on all day. He refused to explain fur ther, however. and trailed the monde script article up the stairs. We could only gaze after him and wonder what ft all meant.
 The couclave lasted far into the night. The feminine contingent went 10 bed, but not to sleep. Some time after midnight, Mir. Harbison and Max went downstairs and I could hear them rsttling around testing win. lows and burglar alarms. But fn- ally every one settled down and tho rest of the night was quiet
 Betty Mercer came into my room the next morning. Sunday, and said Anne Brown wanted me. went over At once, and Anne was sitting up in bed. crying. Dal had slipped out of khe room at daylight, she said. and hadn't come back. He had thought she was asleep. but she wasn't. and she knew he was dead, for nothing ever made Dal get up on Sunday be- fore noon.
 There was no one moving in the house, aud I hardly knew what to do. It was Betty who said she would go up and rouse Mir Harbison and Max. who had taken Jlm's place in the studio She started out bravely enough. but in a minute we heard her nying back. Anne grews perfectly white.
 Hes lying on the upper stairsi" Betty cried. and we all ran out It vas quite true. Dal was lying on the stairs fin bath-robe. with one of Jim's Indian war-clubs in his hand. And he vas sound asleep.
 He looked somewhat embarrassed when he reused and saw us standing SrouPd. He said he was going to play q ractical joke on somebody and fell asleep in the middle of 1t And Anne said he wasn't even an intelligent liar, and went back to bed in temper. But Betty came in with me, and we sat and looked at each other and didn't say much The situation was beyond Es.
 The doctor let Jim out next day. there having been nothing the matter with him but a stomach rash. But Jim was changed; he mOoned around Bella. of course, as before, but he was sbstracted at times, and all that day Sundsy-he wandered oh by himself. and one would come across him un- e1pectedly in the basement or along some of the unused back halls.
 Aunt Selina held service that morn. ing. Jim said that he always had a prayer-book, but that he couldn't find anything with so many people in the house. So Aunt Selma read some re- ngious poetry out of the newspapers. and gave us a valuable talk on Decep- ton versus Honesty, with me as the illustration.
 Almost everybody took nap after luncheon. l stayed in the den and read Ibsen, and felt very mournful. And after Hedda had shot herself, l lay down on the divan and cried lit. fle-over Hedda. she was young and it was such tragic euding-and then fell asleep.
 When wakened Mir. Harbison was standing by the table, and he held my book in his hands. Tn view of the armed neutrality between us, I ez pected to see him bow to me curtly turn on his heel and leave the room Indeed, considering his state of mind the night before, l should hardly have been surprised If he had thrown He'd ia at my head. CThis Is not a pun detest them.) But instead, when he heard me move he glanced over at me and even smiled little.
 "She wasn't worth it," he said. in 6icating the book
 Worth what?"
 -YouT tears. You were crying over st, weren't your"
 ~She was very unhappy" I asserted indiferently. ~She was married and she loved some one else"
 Do you really think she did2" h- asked. And even SO, was that a req son7"
 ''The other man cared for her; hs may not have been able to help it"
 'But he knew that she was mar ried," he said virtuously. and then ht caught my eye and he saw the analogy instantly, for he colored hotly and pui down the book.
 Most men argue that way said -They argue by the book. and-the, do as they like"
 He picked up a Japanese ivory pa per weight from the table, and stoo< balancing it across his finger.
 Ton are perfectly right" he -sai.