As soon as
he became convalescent, and all fears of his premature dissolution were at an
end, Wild recommenced his rigorous treatment. When he found
himself thinking about it, it upset him so that he at once resorted to distraction. “Mike, what’s going on?” She sat up, groggily rubbing
her eyes. On the fifth day he had ventured speech with her. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. "
"Ah!" ejaculated the widow, hiding her face. ” He receded from her. She wanted to kiss his feet. That won’t involve references, as a bank
account would—and all that sort of thing. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden. Without you, we might have had some trouble. A day will come when you will thank me.
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