Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1854-03-15
CHAPTER XXXvII.

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motion the R-r diSsectiHg ROOm-de-
reiopmeRts.
Attached to all Medical Colleges, is an.
inferior officer whose duty it is to take charge
of the { Green Room, the vault where the
material for dissection is kept, to receive
all such from the hands of the Resurrection
list, pay him his fec and to immense the
dead bodies in cisterns Of alcoholic liquors
for preservation until they are called for by
the Professors of Anatomy or the classes.
In the R-x College this Office was filled
by Patrick Md, better known as Pat,
a bushy headed, good natured Irishman as
ever a1urish1d a shilalah or danced at a
Fair.
The night after the death Of the Pirate
in the cells, Pat was in his Off ;e, as he
termed it., busy in his vocation. A signif-
cant rap on the large double door, that o.
ponel on the ground floor at the south side
af the college ediiice, brought Pat to it end
tprRiag the bolt on the inside swung itopen
TO admit the Resurrectionist with his usual
burthen.
IAh Misther st. Clair, a good evenin'
TO yc and a monstrous cowld one it is too,
said Pat. Come in wild We the coal in
my CRATE in the Office is glowerin' brightly,
and sure We must be EN- Almost friz afther
bcin' out sich a night as this, my honey
ST. Clair entered bearing his frozen burth-
en- and carelessly threw it down upon the
damp tiles forming the floor Of the Green
Room, and drew up a little red stool to the
crate, rubbing his hands and holding them
over the blue blaze ofthe cracking anthra-
cite.
Pat produced a bottle of Rum from a
pigeon hole left in the brick wall, and pre-
senting it to jacques said
Take q good swiz of it, old boy its
none Of that nasty stuff from the %cistern,
but the pure old jamaica. Take an arrest
one yc must be dridful cowld.'
Jacques took a large draught from the
bottle and smacked his lips over it, pronoun'
cling it irst-rate. The two men sat by the
fire for half an hour chattingaway in a merry
mood. Jacques rose to depart and Pat paid
him his fec.
And who is the poor wretch ye have
brought us tonight, Mr.. st. Clair hC
looks to be a strong muscular subject =
90! its that notorious Pirate-I don
know his name-the sam that Capt. Gran
don caltgred, You know, andh he died in tn
'Indadc is it That Captain Grandon
a brave lad to rush upon a Pirate as the
say he did. Let's take a peep at the wretch
Have you seen his failures, Misther s.
Clair 2
mo how could l f; it is very dark tc
night-no moon or stars and don't carr
a lantern in the Field, you know, Pat!
Pat took a little lamp and the two pr
cceded to the Green Room where the dea
Pirate lay. He had on the same clothes
which he died for his station in life an
a%trocity Of crime had notiusured him u d
cent burial. He was laying partly on h
back with his left leg somewhat bent an
doubled under him his long arms we
thrown out from his body at right angles
his garments we're torn and disarranged {
him his head was thrown far back unt
its weight rested on the crown and h
features were horribly distorted, by his gla
sy eyes remaining Enclosed and his bearc
chin falling far down towards his breast
Patrick had seen many corpses in that Gree
Room but he had never beheld one so a
paling before, so dridful sceery,' to u
his own language. The two stood in mu
silence over it for some minutes, when p
broke the silence by saying
AN sure it's strange that the poor CT
tur should come here in this sad plig
without a bit Of clane linen about him. ]
sure them Pirates are a strange paple aft
all I've hearn say that they carried lots
riches about them at times, an maybe,
jabcrs, that this Teller has the same,
ready. Have you zamincd its pockets, n
darlint?
mo, indeed l have not replied j.
qucs.
Tho Holy Vargin protect u.s. said p,
an / will be afther seein' what he carrie
and he sat the lamp do yn upon the flo
and proceeded to examine the pockets al
to remove the clothes from the corpse. j;
ques bent over him an interested special
Of the scene. Thesearch was about to pro
f~ruitless until Pat run his hand in the &C
bosom Of the subject and withdrew a ca
fully concealed roll, nicely done up. p
rick chartered with delight as the prosp,
of bank notes fattered his anticipations a
St. Glars eyes sparkled. Pat unrolled
and 10! a small white silk flag presented
self on which was painted in glaring red
svord and a hedrt!!
Jacques clasped his hands over his ey
as If to shut out some horrid vision, screa
ed an ear piercing yell and staggered b;
against tho stone wall Of the room.
stood there specchless for several minut
trembling with evident agitation, and ii
family murmured Nicholas ! o! Nj
olas =
Patrick claspcd him by the arm a
begged him to explain his meaning and
cause Of his unusual agitation. Jacql
wept like a little child, aud again aud ag
repeated the name Of Nicholas. No oil
word could be obtained from him L
one idea seemed to absorb his soul-wh,
was Patrick could not even surmise,
my reader, who has followed us thus
from our beginning, can easily tell why t
mysterious flag with its emblem so ov
came the Resurrectionist. Jacques sci
the hand of his friend and went away p
erful excited at what he had sSSn. Paty