The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-02-27

but MT. Langdon broke in sharply saying, This is no time for listening to any tomfoo1 insults from you, Cellar what we want is Miss Page, and by heaven, I'll get her out of here, if have to kill you and break down every door in the place. Even that wouldn't get her. said Dr. Zellar, for this Miss Page, as you call her, is not here.' You liel' shouted Langdon, we know she is. The nurse has already signal- led us to that effect I'm afraid your friend has been drinking 8 little too much sneered Zellar, speaking ap- parently to Dr. Foster, for it was the latter who answered: T suppose he said drily, that you will deny also that a woman screamed to us for help few minutes ago. One of the patients had a nightmare,' said zellar, but he spoke uneasily. and suddenly MT. Langdon shouted, Nurse Walton! Nurse Wal. tonH And fin answer beat upon the door and cried, In herel In herel' Al- most instantly 1t seemed heard the sound of running feet, and the door was unlocked and stumbled out al- most into MT. Langdon's arms. But before we could either of us move away from the spot Zellar said grimly. Stand where you are, all three of you!' And we saw that he was covering u& with his revolver
 "How long did Dr. ZelIar hold yow in this fashion?"
 Not more than minute, for while we all stood motionIess and startled by the sudden turn of events, there came a most terrible cry from upstairs-the Iar, .Q crazed or in deadly fear. Even zel- lar was mortified by it, and his arm wavered little as he turned his head. At that MT. Langdon sprang upon him. and bore him back against the table. They fought desperately, both pr. Fos- ter and I trying to help, and at length MT. Langdon succeeded in twisting the arm of Dr. Zellar so that his fingers went limp and the revolver fell to the floor. Dr. Foster snatched it up and MT. Langdon cried, Keep that beast covered till get Mary and went run ming out of the room and up the stairs. It was then that remembered the two detectives and realized that we had help outside, so I hurried to the door and flung it open. They were right there, half crazy with anxiety, and when I shouted, Up stairs they went up two at a time with me close bs- hind"
 twill you tell us, please, what you saw when you reached the upper land- ing?'
 We saw MT. Langdon and Mir. Pol- lock on the floor engaged in a furious struggle, while from the door of Miss Pages room came the sound of little hands beating against the wood, and almost continuous screams or bursts of hysteric laughter, interspersed with oaths in a mans voice! The detectives went at once to MT. Langdon's aid, and when they had seized MT. Pollock one of them covered him with his revolver while the other ran with Mr. Langdon and myself to the door of Miss Pages room. 1t was locked, and our cries to Mary to let us in only brought more terrible screams from her, so the de- tective, warning us back fired his re- volver downward through the keyhole, shattering the lock, and we burst into the room.''
 She broke off as if overcome by the memory of what had met their eyes in that prison room, and Langdon, his own face white with the tensity of re- membered horrors prompted her husk- fly:
 twill you tell the court, please, Miss Walton. what you saw when you en- tered the rooms of Mary Pager"
 Miss Page was standing at the win- dow sobbing and laughing and tearing at the iron bars with hands already cut and bleeding from her efforts. Half crouched by the bed, was the ugly attendant pr. zellar had sent to watch her, and lying shattered on the floor beside him was a whiskey bottle. He was obviously brutally drunk, but either Miss Pages madness or our en- trance terrified him into a momentary sobriety, and as we ran towards Miss Page he darted out of the room.'
 How long was it before Miss Page Quieted down?"
 Tt was some hours. When we found that neither MT. Langdon nor I was recognized by Miss Page I ran down. stairs for Dr. Foster. As came out in the hall the detective who was guarding MT. Pollock turned towards me and the latter instantly leapt over the ban- isters and rushed into the office. The detective and were close behind him. and as we reached the door we saw MT. Pollock leap upon Dr. Foster and strike the revolver from his hand. Then he switched out the light and called to Zellar to come quick Be- fore we could stop them both men ran out through one of the long windows"
 Did you see either of them again?"
 "No. We at once locked all the doors and windows and then Dr. Foster hur- ried upstairs to Miss Page. It was some hours before he could quiet her even with strong sedatives. and when at last she was asleep it was so near dawn that it seemed best for us all to stay right there until morning."
 Did you hear Dr. Foster give any opinion as to this second attack of mad ness on the part of Miss Pager"
 Yes. I asked him what could have caused it, and he pointed to the broken whiskey bottle. saying that the brutal attendant was undoubtedly drunk even before he had entered the room, and had probably continued drinking in Miss Pages presence. This he said, proves conclusively to me that Miss Page is suffering from what we term "repressed psychosis." superinduced by the sight of intoxication!' (To be continued)