Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1912-07-15

"a "a O.
Felt My Eyes Bulge, My Lungs Fill!
to Bursting.
Young. what was to hinder me from
doing it Surely our prisoner by now
had seen the hopelessness Of his posi-
ton and would be ready to talk. At
least there would be no harm in try
Ing.
| entered the room where Young
was. and, approaching his couch, laid
my hand on his shoulder, he had been
lying there with his eyes closed. and
the mere touch Of my hand so jolted
his shattered nerves that his whole
body bounded to the limit OF his
bonds. His frightened lips showed how
difficult 1t was for him to suppress a
scream.
Look here, Young" said /, 1--WE
come to you as 8 friend to tell you
lust how the land lies. Rouser is dead
and the inspector has possession OK
all his papers. He knows everything
about the yellow letters"
An evil smile was Young's only an
swer-the cunning leer Of the man
who scents trick.
There are stacks and stacks or
evidence against you. We have the
list of people to whom Rouscr sent
letters"
Damn your evidenced" he sneered
"You may have evidence against that
fool Rouser, but you've nothing or
me. II the Inspector, as You cell him.
had evidence enough to convict me,
do you suppose he'd have me tied up
here He hasn't q bit of evidence
against me. He never will have.
Reach me that medicine"
He ierked his head in the direction
of the morphine that lay so tantaliz-
Ing near. There was something In
his voice, some indefinable power OF
"Reminiscences that almost Influenced
me to do what he asked. 1nvo)un-
tarily my hand went out to the bottle
containing the solution, but ! caught
myself in time.
GO on, hand it to me-" he begged.
Cant you see how I need It? Give
It to me and I'll tell you anything you
want to know"
Tell me first" said I, land you
can have it,
T can't talk, I can't think" he
cried, "till l get it. You can see for
yourself how shaky I ALI"
could see for myself that he was
suffering the torture OF the damned.
Every muscle IL his body seemed to
be Jerking involuntarily, doubling It.
self into little hungry knots that
Joined his aching nerves In the shrill
clamor for morphine-morphine.
GIVE me Just one DOSE he plead
cd, "and I'll tell you anything, every
thing You want to know. III die II
I don't get it."
So pItiable was his condition that
I found myself sympathizing with
him in spite OF myself. My eyes fol
lowed his glance to the chair near the
couch, where, beside the hypodermic
syringe and the morphine, Davis, IS
If to acceDtuate the torture Of his
letters, had placed the key thet IN
locked them. would not have known
how to administer the morphine. even
if + had wished to do so, and besides.
7 had strong aversion to druggins
a fellow-man, but as saw the key
there, + thought of solution.
"If unlock the letters on your
arms" said I, 80 that you can reach
the morphine, vii! you promise me TO
answer my question:?
"I'li promise on my word of honor
to answer every question you ask"
he replied, an eager light coming in
to his eyes.
sI swear ton my mothers honor"
Thinking how amazed Davis would
be when he awoke to learn that had
the prisoners full confession, reach
ed for the key. Young turned over as
far as he could to permit me to IN
lock the letters.
Then, quick as lightning, as the
steel fell away from lis wrists. his
hands shot out and clutched my neck
with maniac strength. felt my eyes
bulge. nv lungs I'll to bursting. !