Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1920-08-27
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had whims and crochets. He might
have been irascible in his demands
upon and acceptance of service. But
Mr.. Sidney was always cordial and
considerate. A great deal of the time
he spent in bed. When he was not in
bed, he sat in great chair, and very,
often a yellow Persian cat rested on
his knees. 1t was difficult if not
dangerous matter for any one else than
Mr.. Sidney to touch the cat, named
Algol.
'aThe Winking Demon" said Mr..
Sidney lingering the cats ruff as it
lay on his lap, and purred. knew just
enough of the star AlgoI and it's vari-
ability to understand the whfmsicality
of an old mans naming cat for the
winking SUM- Algol in Mr.. Sidneys
lap blinked at me. and the old mans
genius for understanding and classi-
f1cation seemed uncanny.
Mr.. Sidney's room was of great size.
1t had two fireplaces and a large cove
of windows bullying toward the west.
At the smaller Of the two fireplaces
he had his breakfast. Either at the
large fireplace or in the outward bulge
OF windows, he had his dinner.
In spite of the Persian cat, Mr.. Sid
ney had three canaries in the room.
Algol respected them after a fashion
that / thought uncertain. have seen
canary sitting on the cats head, but
| I thought it was decided case of mis-
placed confidence. Algol wanted that
canary and would continue to want 1t,
He was deferred from natural action
in the matter by his affection for the
strange but kindly master who want
ed cats and canaries to live together in
amity.
I know I never fully grasped Mr..
Sidney's scheme Of life, but / thought
that he found existence irOnic. His
graciousness and his cheerfulness, I
thought, represented the garlands of
his conquest of mOrbidity. His per-
sonal charm was extraordinary. Every
one in the house felt it. But an aston
ishing thing about Mr.. Sidney was an
occasional emotion which, as it mani
tested itself in his expressions
that was the only fashion / saw it for
long time one of savage hate.
1t was only by coming on him when
he was not expecting me that saw
this. I remember that the first time
saw the expression on his face was
dumfounded. That was not expected
in his room was entirely without inten-
ton on my part. People who were ac-
customed to being with him walked
into the room without ceremony. His
bedroom and bath were to one side.
His living-room he insisted should be
open without formality.
On the occasion speak Of had come
in quietly, but it was without intention
t.. surprise my patient. He was sitting
In his large chair with Algol on his
knees. His eyes were closed, and on
his face was an expression of malevol-
ence that was almost demoniac. 1t
was so startling that the sight of it
stopped me In my step and made me
feel more than uneasy, almost afraid.
Mr.. Sidney was quiet, except that with
one hand he stroked Algol about the
head and ears. The caress was al
most imperceptible in motion. but Al
gol was purring SO loudly that the
sound filed the otherwise quiet room.
The understandable malignancy,
hatred, concentrated essence OF feroc-
| ity-in Mr.. Sidney's face would have
stopped anyone. To one who had af-
lection for him as I had, it was alb
hOrrent to see him so. It was con-
fession of something I did not want
to know.
was in fear that he might hear me
and, opening his eyes, find that I had
discovered him. / was embarrassed
and uncertain what to do. It was a
silly predicament, as / saw afterward.
My part was quite simple. should
have paid no attention to any such
phenomenon as the expression on a
mans face and have acted perfectly
naturally.
The common-sense thing-and con-
slider myself fairly sensible-was APP
tonishing shock of the thing that was
unable to act sensibly What was the
expression in an amiable, charming
mans face, to knock a sensible person
out of all his senses? Here was a
doing man merely toying with cats
ears, and the very sight Of what was
expressed in his face, made me numb.
/ cannot understand it now, the ter
rifying sensation being one which dis
appeared as che recollection of the
emotions faded What did was to
back toward the door, open it as quiet
ly as I could, back out, and then re-
enter the room nOisily.
Mr.. Sidney was looking at me smil-
ingly. His charm of manner never
seemed more positive and active.
"Hello, doctor!'' he said. 81 needed
company and just your company. If
you would only drink wine!''
A broken pipe in the laundry made
it necessary to call a plumber from
Hartley, and to get quick service, it
was agreed that we should send car
for the man and his helper
The day was pleasant, and for the
sake of the drive I went with the
driver. The plumber was fat man
Of the comic type. thought he must
be the embodiment OF all the plumbers
Jokes. They seemed to have created
him he was the product Of the comics.
I even asked him If he were sure he
had all his tools. I thought he would