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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 26, 1901)
?P' IKE COURIER. 12 t u 4 111 1! HAT VAS THE SENSE? A Story for the Psychiatrists. The lady in the party told this story.' avouching that she meant every word of it to be taken with the utmost ser iousness. It was at a private dinner party in St. Louis last Saturday eve ning. "It was in, about, the year of 1881 that I, with my parents, was on a visit and left the room while my mother questioned me. I could only say that the young man jBtrangely affected me. .Thfi'wpulBiqnJ.felLwaB i something Jike well, it was like what I've felt when I've seen one of my brothers kill a snake in the woods only worse. Mamma was sure my nerves had been worn out. She said 1 was only a victim of my moods. She tried to get me to admit that it was all imagination, but I couldn't." I said that if that man were to touch me I to New York City, my father having business there. We went to reside, be- felt sure 1 should die of loathing of the fore going on to the Maine coast resorts, touch, of a loathing hatred that moved for the season, at a boardiog-houBe in, I my whole soul. think it was, West Seventeenth street. "Papa came back with the doctor It was a very exclusive sort of place, from the nearest hotel. The doctor The keeper of the house would admit quizzed me. I answered, as best 1 no one who did not come highly recom- could, ad to all the details concerning mended by the yery best people, and the young man and as to all the other those people, too, had to be known per- details into which, as you may imagine, eonally to the keeper of the house. I a medical man's inquiries might go. was a young woman then you Bee it's " 'Nerves,' he said, as he sat down and twenty years ago and I thought the wrote out a prescription. I didn't need place was too exclusive, bo exclusive the prescription, I was sure, but I took that fun was out of the question. the dose. At breakfast the next morn- "Well, we had been at the-place, two ing.I was thoroughly well. At dinner or three days when, one morning, at that evening I was all right,' and bo at breakfast, theie came into the dining the meals on the next succeeding day, room a young man of somewhat dapper but on the third evening the young man appearance, indeed he wbb dressed in came in again and I experierced the the linight of the then prevailing same feeling coming upon me as he ad masculine fashion. He was, 1 should vanced toward our table, and I arose say, good looking, though it .seemed to me, a little dissipated looking. I look ed at him with an interest that was a little strange to myself, and he caught my eye, and then, a sudden chill strik ing me, 1 called the waiter and had him put down the window that was raised behind me "There were four tables in the room. All were tilled except ours. The young man had evidently only come to the and left the room none too soon, I as sure you, to hide another attack of my illness in my room. "My parents joined me later. They said I was an idiot. They thought, at least, that 1 was going crazy. Father talked to the ' youngf man. later, in a casual way, and told me that he ap peared to be a nice enough young fel low. " 'There's something about him ' I house the night before, or, possibly, went on to say, and then my mother that very morning." He" Rooked around turned the subject by remarking joking- the place queerly,, as I thought, and Iy that, if this delusion kept up, she'd then the waiter beckoned him to come have to Eend for a young man back here and sit at our table . He did so with a in St Louis, who had been attentive to great deal of manner, as I thought, and, jne, and whom J liked, to stir .me out of he Bat down opposite me. my doleful dumps. "I shall never do able to describe the "Anyhow, I couldn't abide that feeling that came over me. It was strange young man. I could not explain worse than the chill that, they eay, signalizes the walking of some one on your grave-to-be. It was a terrible, rather a horrible, sinking dread that suddenly turned to sickness, sickcess all over, sickness that seemed to centre in the mortal antipathy I felt for him. We had to leave the boarding house and we went to the Astor House. I never felt the attack upon me again, during my stay in New York; not once, though I met many young men, not so different, the very soul of my being. 1 was help- fronrgeneral;indicatione, from my spec ial detestation in the West Seventeenth street boarding house. "I forgot all about the matter until later and then it all came back to me most curiously. We were at " a 2few ed from tb6 table, and immediately I was out of the room I was relieved. At dinner that evening I was thoroughly recovered, and went to the table. We got through the meal all right, and were leaving the dining room when we England resort and I was having a fine met the young man coming in the direc- time. I remember that there came to tion of the dining room. He passed our cottage any number of young tel close to me. and I collapsed right on the lows. One in particular I liked fairly floor, as it some- sort of shock liad well, and one day I met him on the knocked me down, and then came the street of the village apd he accompan awful BicknefB. My father carried me iedmehome. He had a bundle of pa to my room. When I was pulled to- pers under his arm and I asked him gether again both father and mother what he had, and I started to open the questioned me. They were frightened bundle and he said I must not a good deal and, 1 think, more-thin - "'Why not.' I inquired. We were half angry at me. I had never had such walking to the cottage veranda, where spells before. They thought, perhaps, we both eat in rockers, and he was try- I had over-exerted myself in gadding ing to convince me that he bad eome--J' thK Perfectly dreadful in the package IT matter Mary!' mther ofHterature- When we got to theTcot- askednie. lage veranda and eat down, I rolled off "Idont know. I can't tell-only the rubber band and opened the roll of eomething-that young 'and I faltered literature. He made a grab for the - "'That young what!' my father asked package, but I held it away and there 'That young man that came to our was before me one of those police papers table; the same young man I met in the printed on pinkish paper, you know. ha" ' "I whisked it open and then all of a "Father and mother looked at one sudden-like a tremendous shock came another, oh, eoqueerly. I can't imagine upon me the sickness that I had ex- what they thought-at least I couldn't perienced as I have told you. at that time but they thought all sorts "The young man summoned my moth- of dreadful things. er. Sho came. t .. . rnA .. .. that man in New York.' " 'But the man is in New York.' he ,Baid. 'He couldn't affect you at this (distance?' '" 'No,' 1 paid. 'Hie picture is in the paper, in the paper, in the pinkish pa per that Mr. had and that I opened to tease him.' "Papa called on Mr. , the young man who had the paper, and asked to aee it. The young man produced it from among hie effects and gave it to papa. Then papa came back to the house and bad a long talk with mother, and after they had done talking they Iookedrat me awesomely 'and strangelyT until I was afraid that they had sud denly become afraid of me. Then" The lady paused in her Btory. Her husband took it up. "The paper was the Police Gazette. The picture was the picture of one of the Malley brothers, who had been ar rested, a few days before the issuance of the paper, for the murder of a beautiful young working woman he had betrayed, whose body was found in the river, uear Boston. The picture waa-the pcure of the young man whoso affected Mary my wife at the boarding house in New York. At the time that my wife was in the boarding house and the young man was also stopping there, the mutder had not been discovered at least the girl's body had not been discovered, though she bad disappeared." "Which of the Malley boys was it?" I inquired, for I remembered well the great sensation the trial had created all over the country, the Malley boys being sons of a wealthy factor, in society in a way, and the whole case bearing in gen eral a great similarity to the Boscheiter case, now in the public mind, in New Jersey. ''I shall not Bay," was the somewhat startling reply of the lady. "Why?" I asked. "Well," said the lady's husband, again taking up.her.Btary.. 'tbalh .the Malley boys were tried for the murder, but neither was convicted. My wife feels sure thaMhe one who excited her an tipathy was surely guilty, but she will not say which it was, in view of the fact of their acquittal." "One might tell by hunting up the Hle6 of the Police Gazette and looking at the picture; it bore his name," I sug gested. "Hardly, my boy. The pictures of both the Malley boys were in the paper at the same time." "And now how do you explain it?" I asked. "Explain it? Well, there's nothing particular to explain, that I can see," said the lady's husband, "and Mrs. will not explain further.' Any reader of the Mirror is at liberty to look up the Malley case, in the news paper dispatches from Boston about the time indicated at the beginning of the n cital that lent a peculiar charm to my last Saturday evening's dinner. W. M. 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