The prosecuting attorney handed him a ring, saying: “Have you ever seen anything like this before?”
Ito took the ring and sank sobbing into a chair.
“I gave it to Hatsu the day we were married in Japan,” he confessed. He was sentenced on his own evidence and was led away to jail.
Poor Hatsu was broken-hearted. She dearly loved Ito, and to think that he had played her false was more than she could believe.
“Take me back to Dai Nippon,” she said; “take me back. I go to die in the land of my fathers.”
THE NEW MAGNETIC
HEALER
THE NEW MAGNETIC HEALER
he town had been literally flooded that year with quacks and fakers in the shape of men who either claimed to be able to cure disease in any form, or professed to have some scheme by which men and women could get rich in two weeks. It always happened, however, that all those who fell victims to the wiles of the last-named gentlemen, were poorer, when the time expired, by a few, and sometimes a good many, dollars.
Bollinger, however, eclipsed them all, both in his remunerations and in his methods. He came towards the close of the year, and when he went away, he had enraged the people so, that they shut the city’s gates to all magnetic healers who tried in the future to locate in that town.