Bisbee daily review., 1913-09-21
He Got a Chance

tmpfesSionaDie mlnd. Not only oaeS he sorrow over troubles visible, out. being blessed with an imagination, he suffers over those, concealed from or iinaTy mortals, When it comes to reading. Dillmere, because of his tenn perament, should select something soothing and mild. It was a malig- nant fate that led him into the snare of the book agent who was selling TThe Worlds Greatest Grimes" at re duced rates and in an attractive cloth binding.
 When Dillmere reached home that night he found his wife waiting for hin. She was pointing to the opened bundle Of books much as one of a re- aned disposition might point at a viper or a dynamite bomb.
 What on earth" she began at once, "do you mean by buying that stun. James Dillmere? Why, if caught Jimmy with a volume of crimes in his hand
 You aren't going to-" said DiIlmere, ''They are not for Jimmys youthful intelligence. A mature mind can read without harm about deeds of vic lence-''
 That book agent must have been a good talker," said Mrs. Dillmere. grimly. "You1l have to keep those books on your closet shelf or Johnny and I don't see, anyhow, why on earth you should want to read such things when there are so many nice books"
 I'm tired of nice books" said Dill mere recklesly. Eve had a surfeit of recipes for tatting and prescriptions for making china cabinet out of a packing box. My mi9d needs stimu. iating Anyhow. it is a matter of edu. cation. I am ashamed to be ignorant of what has happened in the world :"
 After dinner DiIlmere retired into 6he fastness of an easy chair with his books and promptly was lost to his family.
 "H'm!" coughed Mrs. Dillmere at last in desperation, T looked at new coats for Johnny today"
 Silence.
 "H'm!" began she again. Grace telephoned that her uncle was dead wonder if he left anything? She's always expected that he would"
 Silence.
 Mrs. Dillmere looked at her husband His eyes were popping out of his head and he breathed deeply. James" she proceeded in a conversational voice "the bank failed today Your father murdered your mother. fell down. stairs and broke my neck!'
 "Um," answered James vacantly.
 Mrs. Dillmere rose and swept the book from his hands.
 Why don't you listen to mel" she demanded.
 'Whew." breathed her husband. ''They were going some in the middle agesl If you didn't like a fellow you just put cold poison in his tea and if he wouldn't drink it you choked him till he did Nobody seemed to mind wholesale slaughter if you had money enough to awe the pOpulace! It must have been ferce!"
 That night Mrs. Dillmere woke up to find her husband pacing the floor
 Somehow" he said, T can't sleep. Are you sure the back basement win. dows are locked? I thought I heard some one on the basement stairs a little while ago. I don't see what is to prevent a burglar from walking in at the open bedroom windows from the room. There! Dij you hear that?"
 'It's that book you were reading" declared Mrs. DiIlmere. GO to bed!"
 DIImcre persisted Tn reading the books. Occasionally when the hor- TOTS grew too great for him to bear alone he related them to his wife after Johnny had gone to bed.
 q don't see how they earned a Iiv. ing in those days" Dilmere said one evening. After every fellow got through his daily stunt of poisoning a few relatives, beheading a whole viii Iage. robbing cathedra1s and burning up castles he naturally would not have much energy left for the milder pur- suits of life"
 Mrs. DiIlmera woke that night to find the lights turned on and Dillmere perched on g chair endeaYoring to climb the wall
 James," she shrieked.
 'Hushi" said James inpatiently. "Tm escaping. If I get to the top Of this wall and drop into the moat be. low Caesar Bcrgia and his minlons cannot find me 10 make me drink the poison! They are burning up the bod. les Of the people whose heads they have chopped of, but I'll have to hurry"
 4 little later, while he mopped the cold water from his person--for his wife's aim at his head with the tum- bier of water had not been good owing to her excitement-Dillmere demand. ed: Whats the use of raising such a row? Wh-what did you try to drown me for?'
 fBecauss I didn't want you 10 go zhtough. .ths. roof in your paiamas." 1" re. plisd his wife steruly James DiIl. mere. you've got to give those awful, 6isgracefGl books aWaF," t fsIg r;-Ff % aafF T1.fffr7era shfverf1z