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THE POISONED GIRL
I.
Once again and a summer night and
s sky spangled with stars. Under such
skies adventure is common, because
lovers, murderers, thieves, all feel the
-lure of warmth. It was one o'clock
in the morning; I had been out, there-
fore, only an hour. I wandered a
while in Bayswater, where little hap-
pens, along Edgware Road, where ad-
" venture is somewhat crude. Now I
was slowly crossing Mayfair, stopping
in Upper Brook Street to listen to the
strains of a string quartette, which
one could occasionally hear through
the conversation of two hundred peo-
pie and the clink of tumblers. Then
I passed into Grosvenor Square, wait
ing for a moment, observing the taxis
sometimes glimpsing their freight;
once there flashed past me, thus, a
pink evening frock neat surrounded
by the black arm of a dinner jacket
I was just going to pass on, when
across the square, against the rail
ings, I perceived a figure, all in white
whiich stood there motionless. By star-
tag
tar
ing intently; I found that it was a
woman in an evening frock, hatless
who was holding on to the railings
by one hand, while the other aril hung
motionless.
I was surprised. Grosvenor Square
Ls a bad place for a meeting, except
perhaps for a housemaid. The house
maid's mi• +tress equally adventurous
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but more prudent, would hardly make
an appointment against the railings
.of Grosvenor Square. I watched the
woman for at least two minutes, dur-
ing which she did not move at all.
Then I observed that she was not
:.:one that is to say, five or six yards
!may stood a man in evening dress, a
light coat over his arm, a gibus on
his head. My interest became keen.
Who were these partners in a silent
drama?
As I crossed the square the woman's
attitude did not change. She hung on
to the railings, one arm outstreched,
her body ere{ -.t. Her head was a little
inclined, but I was struck by her
beauty. She was taa, very slim; the
c itstrstched aril was dead. white; a
bistre shadow lay in the hollow. Upon
the cndsr neck sat a neat round
lead, cicsely stiffed with smooth black
hair. upon which in daylight must run1
blue lights. The eyes I could not see,
but the black lashes threw shadowy
resceuts upon the pale cheeks.
Straight pace, and a mouth made red-
der by her whiteness. Her garment,
some soft white silk trimmed with aft-
er, her finny stockings, the small
Shoes, all this was intensely delicate.
hen I perceived that her shoes were
ade of white feathers. I was aniaz-
d, for I knew that this suggested ex -
roses 'luxury, What was such a girl,
for that is what she was, doing like
this, gripping the rai•Iings of Gros-
venor Square? And why, also, did
that nein stand by her silently?
"I say, I remarked to the girl, then
broke off, feeling that I ought to ad -
"I don't know," he replied!.
The answer was surprising, but I
was preoccupied with the girl, so now
it was to her I spoke: "What's the
matter? Are you all right?" She did
not answer. "Are you feeling ill?" I
asked. She made not a single move-
ment. It was as if she did not hear
me, as If her spirit were rexno`ved into
another realm. I felt indiscreet, but
her attitude was so strained that I
knew I could not leave her like this.
So again I -begged her to say what
was the matter, whether anything was
wrong. She filled me with nervous
excitement, so that at last I took the
small hand and tried to remove it
from the railings to which it clung.
Then she spoke. In a muffled, low
tone she said: "Let pie alone."
"I'm sorry," I said. "I don't want
to butt in, but I'm sure there's some-
thing vnuing."
"Let me alone."
In despair I looked to the man:
"What's the matter?" I asked. "I'm
_ sure there's something the matter."
"I expect there is," he replied. I
, stared at hint, surprised. He was
about forty, rather fat, well dressed;
he was one of those rather red, goggle-
eyed men. Yes, goggle-eyed: they
just ... we::, goggle. "How do you,
mean?" I asked. "Don't you know the
_ lady?"
"Never saw her before in niy life.
I just noticed her standing there and
came across, just as you did:"
Completely flabbergasted, I turned
Ito the girl again. "Look here," 1 aaid,
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"Poison!" I cried. "What poison?"
"I can't leave you here all night, Don't
you see I've got to do something?
What's your naive? Where do you
live?"
"Let me alone," she replied again.
"I don't want anything." Her utter-
ance was thick, so dreamy that I won-
dered whether she were sleep -walking:
"We:1," I said, "I must do some-
thing. Anyhow, you can't stand here.
dregs the man first. I turned to him: Come with me; we'll find a policeman
"Aro thing the matter?" I asked, and see what can be done.' While so
speaking I managed with an effort to
unclasp her fingers from the railing.
She struggled with me then and sud-
denly said: "Go away. I want to die.
I've taken poison."
"Peison!" I cried. ' "What poison?"
She did not reply, but now I could
connect her dreamy state with one of
the soporifics: laudanum, or cocaine,
morphia perhaps. "Quick!" I said to
the loan, "hurry up. We've got to find
a cab and get her to a hospital." The
.4.41 lenger vtruggled, but had
fallen back againstroe, obviously
stupefied: After a inorent's hesita-
tion, the man lumbered across the
square. I followed hini, holding up the
girl. The man haired a passing taxi,
fe•sb:y and in vain, Finally another
taxi took pity on us and stopped.
"Middlesex Hospital!" I said to the
driver. The fat man was quite close
to us, and as I helped the girt in I
could not help saying to •him: "Look
here, you were there before I was.
Why didn't you do anything?"
"Oh, well," said the man, goggling
a last look at my burden, "one doesn't
want to get /nixed up."
Well, 1 was ptdppeely mixed up,
speeding in a taxi toward . a hospital
with an entirely unknown, beautiful.
girl, attempting to elev.I fought far
- her life, shouted to her, shook, het,
pinched her, to shake her out of her
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;Fatal lethargy. And I eueseeded, for
she cried out, struggled, tried to jump
out of the cab, She was very •close to
mo, and , . . in my arms. I ani'
ashamed to own it, but at that mo-
ment, pity her as I might, fear for her.
as I did, I could not heap being affect,•
ed by her grace; I cou?d not 7ros-ist the!
delicate charm of her suave scented
nese, I am not given to deeds of
heroism, but I spay that it was heroic
of me net to kiss the sweet red lips
which lay so close to mine. And yet
... human nature is merely human
it is a good thing that from
Grosvenor Square to the Middlesex.
Hoepitai the distance is short,
II.
I called at the hospital next morn-
ing, a little before eight o'clock. I had
some difficulty with the porter, who
refused to recognize me as having
brought anybody there the night be-
fore. Finay, after interviews with
the secretary and the registrar, I was
led into a ward by a bored nurse,
whose attitude suggested that here
were lots of women, and that I might
pick out one that I fancied. She went
away immediately, leaving ine by the
side of one who was no longer a
sleeping beauty. The • beautiful black
hair was plaited; she was listless;
there were lines of fatigue upon her
face, but it wastrancing at last
to see her eyes, soft, very deep brown
eyes. A white hand lay outside the
coverlet. I ventured to take it,
"Who are you?" she asked. I told
her my name. "Well, I don't know
you."
"Oh, yes, you do; I'm' the man who
found you last night against the raril=
ings; and brought you here."
She reflected. "Yes, I remember
somebody now." Then, in the same
even voice: "What did you do it for?"'
"I coukIn't leave you there to die."
"Why not? Am I not entitled to
die` if I like?" I did not reply; to
die is certainly a human right. She
went on: "Of course, it's always the
some thing. One never gets what one
wants." Her voice rose: "Oh, . why
didn't you leave me there? I shan't
have the pluck to try again."
While I was trying to console her,
the Sister in charge, who was cross-
ing the ward, came to us, and with
brisk optimism which her profession
cultivates, remarked: "Weld, young
lady, and how are we doing now?"
As there was no reply from the pa-
tient, the Sister turned to me and
said: "It's been a narrow squeak, but
she'll be all right now: As soon as
we got her, we gave her a little dose
of apomorphine; we washed her out
with a salt `solution. Then three cups
of hot black coffee, and there you are."
The Sister beamed upon her good
work, and added: "By the way, since
you've done it, wouldn't you like to
tell me your name and address?"
(To be continued.)
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To split ordinary knotty and crooked
wood economically into chips by ma-
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with difficulties, and the efficiency of
an English machine used for this pur-
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length can be cleanly cut into sticks,
sudh as must otherwise either be
thrown aside as unsuitable for splitt-
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efficient machinery.
There has always Veen more or less
difficulty if the wood happened to be
wider at one end than the other, or
badly sawed, because, having to be fed
by spiked roller at each end, if both
rollers did not grip the :wood almost
simultaneously, the ned gripped first
would be fed forward first. In the new
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provided for .counteracting these dif-
flculties. .. - ..
All such difficulties, it appears, are
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along in vertical• position, being sup-
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pieces of wood, so that even the small-
est pieces cannot now fall over or be
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A delicate Task.
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whet, young, and once a day when old-
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Luther's Nosegay.
There is a famous scene in history
into which a bunch of flowers eaters
in an impressive way, Martin Luther
had accepted the challenge of John
Eck to dispute at Leipzig. Feeling.
ran high and two hundred Wittenberg
students accompanied Luther. Eck
seems to have been something of a
bully in argument and "gave the idea
of a man striving to. overcome his op-
ponent rather than of one striving iio
win a victory for the truth."
Martin, according to an eye witness,
"however hard his opponent pressed
him, maintained -his calmness and his
good nature, though in debate he some-
times used bitter words. . . He car-
ried a bunch of flowers in his hand,
and when discussion became hot he
looked at it and smelt it."
That bunch of flowers is a revela-
tion of the man Luther, Though a
Doctor of Theology, he kept close to
flowers and birds and little children.
"I have one preacher," he once wrote,
"that I love better than any other on
earth; it is my tame little robin who
preaches to me daily. , . . After he
has taken his fill of crumbs • he hops to
a tree close by and lifts up his voice
to God, and sings his carols of praise
and gratitude, then tucks. his little
head under his wing and goes to sleep,
leaving to -morrow to;look,after itself."
As the robin helped, so the flowers
helped,—helped him in calmness and
self-possession.
I have often wondered what the
flowers were—likely enough -a few
fragrant wildings plucked on the way.
It was July and the fields and way-
sides of Germany would be clothed In
bloom.
I have also wondered what his blur-
tering opponent thought of this. undis-
turbed man with his handful of flow-
ers,—every now and then looking lov-
ingly upon them and inhaling tlfeir
fragrance. Doubtless he scorned the
act as a foolish affectation, little know-
ing how sweet a ministry often lies in
a flower. If more disputants carried
flowers In their hands, disputesmight
come to happier endings.
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No streak of light had yet appeared
M the east; the first unpalpabie glow
of the early morning crept .,over the
sea and over the ship like a mist, en-
veloping all in a stirring, wondrous
beauty that covered the whole face of
the ocean with a tremulous, intangible
smother of grey; that brought a great
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The ship rolled easily with a long
hissing sigh like a great exhalation
of breath, and trembled with the beat
of the propellers. Up on the bridge
the man at the wheel stared, straight
ahead, silent and motionless, moving
the wheel over with only a movement
of the hands and arms that detracted
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like one in profound meditation, his
yes following the sailor on watch on
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fro and gazed out over the sea in
front. Two men from the watch be -1
low came up out of the fo'c's'le and
walked toward the galley door; from
the galley door they walked slowly
back toward the fo'c's'le, waiting for
the cook to give the breakfast call, and
as they walked they conversed in low
tones, their voices pitched to the hush
of sea and sky and ship. Whatever it
was they discussed their voices were
slow, solemn, sonorous, and the sound
of their footsteps on the deck were
measured and muffled.
Then with an almost perceptible rus-
tle, the soft gray radiance was pierced
with a long rosy path, and at the end
of the path the rim of the sun came
gently up outof the sea, sky and sea
become diffused with its'radiance. The
black water changed to a deep blue
and the soft shimmer of the ship's
wake changed to a clear, bright white-
ness.
The bell on the fo'c's'le -head struck
sharply and the two men returned .
from the galley bearing pane and ket-
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i fo'c's'le voices called 'out and a bustle
of sound arose. The man at the wheel
glanced,around, the mate straightened
up and walked across the bridge, a lite
tie stir seemed":to run .through the
whole ship with' the first tint of red. '
Hard Luck.
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