The Nevada journal., 1854-07-14
instrument was withdrawn.

instrument was withdrawn.
There said the doctor, i guess that will d.
Now let me give you an antidote.' And nau
eous dose of something or other was mixed
and poured down, to the place of what had jus
been removed.
DO you feel any better now p inquired tn
doctor as he sat holding the pulse of the sic
man, and scanning with professional eye, h
pale face, that was covered with clanlmy pc
spiration.
"A little was the faint reply. Don't yo
think all danger is past ?
| Yes, | think so. The antidote have give /
you will neutralize the effect of the drug, as faI
as it has passed into the system
i feel as weak as rag said the patient
Il am sure could not bear my own weghd
What powerful effect it had =
Don't think of it, returned the doctor. ComI
pose yourself, There is now no danger what
ever to be apprehended.
The wild fight of Jane through the street,
and the hurried movements of the doctor did not
fail to attract attention. Inquiry followed, and.
1t soon became noised about that Mr. Jones
had taken poison.
Mr.. Smith was just stepping into his wagonI
when man came up to him and said
Have you heard the news p
What news?
Mr., Jones has taken poison =
'What?
Poison
Who? Mr. Jones ?
Yes. And they say he cannot live.
Dreadful | must see him.
And, without waiting for further informal
tion, Mr.. Smith spoke to his horse aud rodel
off at a gallop for the residence of his friend
Mrs. Jones met him at the door, looking anx
ious
How is he ? inquired Mr. Smith, in seri !
GUS voice.
"A little better, thank you. The doctor
has taken it all out of his stomach.
Will you walk in?'
MIR. Smith ascended to the chamber where
lay Mr.. Jones, looking as white as a Sheet
The doctor was by his side.
'Ah my friend, said the sick man, in fee
bic voice, as Mr.. Smith took his hand, that an
timonial wine of yours has nearly been the
death of me-
What antimonial wine p inquired Mr. Smith,
not understanding his friend.
The wine you left here in the gallon dem-
john
That was not antmonial wine!
1T was not 2 fell from the lips Of both Mr.
and Mrs. Jones'
Why no :! 1t was only wine that had bought
for the purpose of making antimonial wine.
'NO!'
why, the boy said it was
Then he didn't know anything about it. 1t
was nothing but some common wine which
bought
MIR. Jones, took long breath. The doctor
arose from the bedside, aud Mrs. j ones exclaim-
ed
WELL ! never
Then came grave silence, in which one
looked at the other doubtingly.
Good day said the doctor, and he went
down stairs.
SO you have been drinking my wine, it
seems laughed Mr.. Smith, as soon as the man
with the stomach-pipe had retired
4 only took little TOLL said Mr.. Jones,
back into whose pale face the color was begin
ming to come, and through whose almost para
lyzed nerves was again flowing from the brain
a healthy influence But don't say anything
about it Don't for the world 7
Very we'll And now good by the sun is
nearly down, and it will be night before get
home
And Mr.. Smith shook hands with Mr.. and
Mrs. Jones, and hurriedly retired, trying, but
in vain, to leave the house in grave and dig
nifed manner Long before, Mr.. Jones had
made up his mind to join the teetotallers, the
story of his taking toll was all over the town
and for the next two or three months he had
his own time of it. After that it became
an old story.