ll. "Why," he asked himself, "are people afraid of dying? For many, life can hold little attraction, yet

o his young wife. "It's all imagination; that's what I think," he said to himself. "It's all in

that doctors have. Yes, each man looks out for himself. But I will call him again and say to him: 'Don't you think a little iron would be good for her, she is so

me worse. Then she would have to go to bed again, the doctor would come again, and t

oachman, and the Captain st

stle. Even the vines that grew up the lattice-work and walls seemed to intertwine their curly bran

r hands lightly over the keyboard

alled, but she was s

t him, and placing her pale head on his decorated

re the serva

ants don'

Captain, petting her. "You have noth

am so n

have tea and I will te

t the table drinking tea, an

litical talk and people's committees. Any beggar forms a committee, and they do

f beggars," interrupt

hat do you think? This morning two men arrived with a moving picture camera to take pictures of our orderly town, and in the after

picture. When he had dug enough, I gave the signal and

d you k

off the cartridge. But you see we could not tell the beggar that he was not going to die because we

in all the surrounding towns as an object lesson, and before the picture itself appears on the screen it will be entitled-I suggested it myself-it will read-'

the results are favourable and it pleases headquarters who can say," at this point he clasped his wife's pale hand, "who can sa

ked up from her plate and spoke: "You know,

the Captain angered by the idea

revolutionists took

ld fall," he interrupted, and smil