The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1915-09-30

on this line. But we must in your
case begin with curiosity, since you
say that is the only hold you have
upon Miss Anderson's attention. Now.
suppose you make a mystery concern
ing yourself. Hint at some great grief
in your life, some injustice done you.
l would not scruple to try to impose
upon the lady a sin you have commit
ted, Of which you are repentant.''
"But, doctor. the time must come
when it will become necessary to make
plain this mystery"
''Not necessarily. but if it does you
may gain a strong point by confessing
some noble act which your tender con-
science has exaggerated into crime"
"Shake, doctor!' said the visitor,
grasping the others hand "That sug-
gestion is worth more than any pre-
scription you have ever written"
"That isn't saying much" muttered
the man Of medicine to himself.
II must leave you now" he said to
his client, looking at his watch, ito
make my morning round of visits.
Suppose you start on the lines I have
suggested and if you find that you
have produced results let me know. I
advise you, having made your begin
ming on, a basis Of curiosity, to add a
teaspoonful-l mean a quantum-of
sympathy, leaving the imagination to
come in third, after which resort to the
ordinary devices pertaining to court
ship" ss.s
''Thank you, DOCTOR said the visitor,
rising and grasping the doctors hand
warmly, and with the same serious look
on his face that he had worn through
the interview he went his way
Within a fortnight the doctor receiv-
ed letter from his client in which
he laid down his great grief and a
sin that he had committed. He had
killed man for revenge, but had been
driven to the act through great
wrong done him.. He was suffering no
end of mental torture. Miss Ander-
sons sympathy had been aroused. and
she was intent upon knowing what
had spurred him to kill fellow being.
This was as far as he had gone. He
had noted the rise of considerable in
terest in him on the part of the. lady.
In due time he would reveal that his
father and mother, who had lived in
the wild west, had been murdered by
Indians. He had not only killed all
the Indians concerned in the massacre,
but he had barbarously taken their
scalps, acts for which he could never
forgive himself.
A second letter came in which Mr..
Bloodgood spoke of the murder of his
parents and his confession of his re-
venge. Miss Anderson had been much
grieved for him and had been disap-
pointed because he had not tortured
the Indians before killing them. She
had expressed wonder that he should
have allowed the killing of few saw
ages who had murdered his dear ia
Their and mother to trouble his con
science. Surely he must have great
nobility of soul to consider such an act
a sin. H.
And here, as these two scientists.
Dr. Shotwell and Mr. Bloodgood, had
intended, the imagination began to
work. Miss Bloodgood pictured the
settlers cabin, the trees of the virgin
forest waving over it, the old man sit
ting before the freight at evening
smoking his pipe and the old woman
clearing the supper table: then the fig
,ures Of the red men far in the evening
twilight galloping toward the cabin.
The massacre was too horrible for the
dreamer to dwell upon, but she pic
tured the sons return to find his par
ents weltering in their blood. .~-
And now the queerness of Norman
Bloodgood had given place to a heroic
looking man bending over his parents
bodies. then looking up to heaven and
swearing to avenge their death. She
saw him mount mettlesome steed
and, plunging his spurs into the horses
tanks, speed away into the depths of
the forest She heard the crack Of his
rifle as he brought down the first saw
age. She saw him plunge tomahawk
into the next redskins skull. She fan
cied him dealing death to dozen In
dams and wished there were more.
Then her hero rode off, his vengeance
wreaked, appalled, at the CORY being the
massacre Of his beloved parents had
made him. Years of regret followed
What noble spirit to grieve over the
punishment Of bloodthirsty savages!
One day Mr.. Bloodgood called at DR..
Shotwelrs Office and reported the story
he had told, the object of the expert
ment they were interested in. He
knew nothing Of his success in excit-
ing Miss Anderson's imagination or her
sympathy. He simply reported what
he had done. The doctor listened to
his report and, confident of the effect
he had produced, suggested that he try
light application Of hand pressure;
If this was not repealed, an arm stolen
around the waist, a touch Of the lips.
: Not long after this Bloodgood report
ed that in one Of his fits Of remorse he
had dropped his head upon Miss An
derSOn'S shoulder She had NOT with