IN HIGH LIFE.
hausted and wearied out, leaving the woman and her
husband to take care of her. I suppose I had been in
bed and asleep about an hour when I was startled by
hearing " Iangy, Iangy," called in tones of terror and
dismay, and a very sudden loud knocking at my door.
I sprang to the floor but was so frightened and be¬
wildered for a few moments I could scarcely get my
senses together. At length 1 distinguished the voice of
Mr. W calling on me. In a great hurry, I ran down
the stairs and found the piano upset, all the bed clothes
and the bed on the floor, and the woman madly dan¬
cing on the slats of the bedstead.
I called to her in a stern voice, and asked her what
she was doing. She leaped down off the bed when
she heard my voice and, throwing herself on my neck,
told me they had been trying to kill her all the time I
was gone, and that I must not leave her again. She
raved till the morning, when I got her quiet and put
her to bed. I was sitting beside her, while she was
lying there, when some ladies came in to inquire after
her health. Thinking she was asleep they sat down
and began to question me; among other questions
they asked me if I was not afraid of her. Before I had
time to reply she started up and said, in a furious
voice, "And what if she is, is that your business ?"
The ladies were so frightened they ran out of the room
as quick as they could. She then turned to me and
said, quite playfully, " Did I notdothat well, Iangy ?"
Their hopes of her getting better were not verified;
she continued to get worse until they heard of a va¬
cancy in the Asylum at Columbus, when they at once
made arrangements to have her taken there.
There were three of us in the carriage ; the woman,