The Arkansas advocate., 1835-04-10


 of an impaled christian. l clasped the old iron-bound hook, and rushed to the window as if my heart was stiAing for fresh air.
 Again at the fire. The large walnut faggots had burnt to a bed of bright eoals. and l sat gazing into it, totally unable to shake off tho fearful incubus from my breast. The martyr was there-on the very hearth with the stakes scornfully crossed in his body; and as the large coals cracked asun- der and revealed the brightness within, l seemed to follow the nerve-rending instru- ment from hip to shoulder, and suffer with him pang for pang, as if the burning red- ness were the pools of his feyered blood.''
 ..Aha .v
 It struck on my ear like the cry of an exulting fend.
 "Aha p
 I shrunk into the chair as the awful cry was repeated, and looked slowly and will difficult courage over my shoulder. 4 sin gle fierce eye was fixed upon me from the mass of bed-clothes, and, for moment, the relief from the fear of some supernatu- ral presence, was like water to a parched tongue. l sank back relieved into the chair.
 There was rustling immediately in the bed, and, starting again, found the wild eyes of my patient fixed still steadfastly upon me. He was creeping stealthily out of bed. His bare foot touched the floor, and his toes worked upon it, as if he were feeling it's strength and in moment he stood upright on his feet, and, with his head forward and his pale face iivid with rage, stepped toward me. looked to the door. He observed the glance, and in the next instant he sprang clear over the bed, turned the key, and dashed 1t furiously through the window.
 'sNow!n said he.
 'sGreyliEg!" l said. I had heard that a calm and fixed gaze would control . madman, and with the most difficult exer- ton of nerve, met his lowering eye, and we stood looking at each other for a full minute, like men of marble.
 "Why have you left your bed?" l mild ly asked.
 "To kill youR' was the appalling an swer; and in another moment the light stand was swept from between us, and ht struck me down with blow that woule have felled giant. Naked as he was, had no hold upon him, even if in museu lar strength had been his match and with a minutes struggle I yielded, for re- sistanee was vain. His knee was now | upon my breast and his left hand in my hair, and he seemed by the tremulousness of his clutch to be hesitatiag whether hs should dash out my brains on the hearth 1 could scarce breathe with his weight upor my chest, bat tried, with the broker words could command, to move his pity He laughed, as only maniacs can, ant placed his hand on my throat. Oh, God shall I ever forget the fendish delibefatiol with which he closed those feverish fingers
 "Greyingl for Gods sake Greyling r
 "Die! curse youw
 In the agonies of sufocation l strucl out my arm, and almost buried 1t in th' fire upon the hearth. With an expiring thought, I grasped handful of red-ho coals, and had just strength sufficient t press them hard against his side.
 .Thank God!'' exclaimed with my first breath, as my eyes recovered iron their sickness, and looked upon the fa miliar objects of my chamber once more
 The madman sat crouched like whip ped dog in the farthest corner of the room gibbering and moaning, with his hands up on his burnt side. l felt that had es capped death by miracle.
 The door was locked, and, in dread c another attack, threw up the broken win dow, and to my mutterable joy, the fgur of a man was visible upon the snow nea the out-buildinss of the college. IL wa charity-student, risen before day to la Dor in the woodward. l shouted to him and Greyling leapt to his feet.
 "There is time yet!' sad the madman but as he came toward me again, with th same panther-like caution as before, seiz ed heavy stone pitcher standing in tn wIndow-seat, and, hurling it at hlm with { fortunate force and aim, he fell stunned ant bleeding on the floor The door was burs open at the moment, and calling for assis tance, we fled the wild Missourian into hi bed, bound up his head and side, and com mitted him to fresh watcher
 We have killed bears together at Nils souri Salt Lick since then; but l neve see Wash. Greyling with the. smile off his face, without disposition to look around for the door.
 MEX WEED SUBSTITUTE FOR FLAx.--