Horror tales; Occultism -- Fiction; Short stories; Time travel -- Fiction
"Phone if you need me," I said, and descended the stairs two steps at
a time. "I'll send my physician over at once," I muttered, to myself.
"He's a hopeless maniac, and heaven knows what will happen if someone
doesn't take charge of him immediately."
3
_The following is a condensation of two announcements which appeared in
the_ Partridgeville Gazette _for July 3, 1928_:
Earthquake Shakes Financial District
At 2 o'clock this morning an earth tremor of unusual severity
broke several plate-glass windows in Central Square and completely
disorganized the electric and street railway systems. The tremor
was felt in the outlying districts and the steeple of the First
Baptist Church on Angell Hill (designed by Christopher Wren in
1717) was entirely demolished. Firemen are now attempting to put
out a blaze which threatens to destroy the Partridgeville Glue
Works. An investigation is promised by the mayor and an immediate
attempt will be made to fix responsibility for this disastrous
occurrence.
* * * * *
OCCULT WRITER MURDERED BY UNKNOWN GUEST
Horrible Crime in Central Square
Mystery Surrounds Death of Halpin Chalmers
At 9 a.m. today the body of Halpin Chalmers, author and
journalist, was found in an empty room above the jewelry store
of Smithwick and Isaacs, 24 Central Square. The coroner's
investigation revealed that the room had been rented _furnished_
to Mr. Chalmers on May 1, and that he had himself disposed of the
furniture a fortnight ago. Chalmers was the author of several
recondite books on occult themes, and a member of the Bibliographic
Guild. He formerly resided in Brooklyn, New York.
At 7 a.m. Mr. L. E. Hancock, who occupies the apartment opposite
Chalmers' room in the Smithwick and Isaacs establishment, smelt
a peculiar odor when he opened his door to take in his cat and
the morning edition of the _Partridgeville Gazette_. The odor he
describes as extremely acrid and nauseous, and he affirms that it
was so strong in the vicinity of Chalmers' room that he was obliged
to hold his nose when he approached that section of the hall.
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