The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1857-02-18
at the top of their speed to keep me within hail

The nfSt remember olSdnctly aiter gettlng 4
to my room, was finding myself awake in bed,
with dim consciousness of something horrible
having happened what, for some min
utes, could not for the life Of me recollect.-
Gradually, however, the truth dawned upon me;
and then felt cold perspiratiop start from ev-
cry pore, at the thought that perhaps was oc- !
Eeupyinga room alone with corpse. The room
was not dark; there was few embers in the
CRATE which threw out a ruddy light; and fear
fully raising my head ] glanced timidly and
quickly around. l,s.. % .'';T - ,,fsa Al
| And there--there on the floor, against the
right hand; WALL but a few feet from me--there
sure enough lay the cold still corpse, irobsd in
its white shroud, with CLEAN Of fire-light rest
ing on its CHASTITY face, which to my excited fan
cy seemed to move. Did ii move? was gazing
upon it, thrilled and fascinated with an indie
scribable terror, when, as sure as Isee you now,
saw the lids of its eyes ,unGlose, and saw its
breast heavc, and heard a low stiled moan. o,
"Great God" shricked, and fell back into a
swoon. ~ 735! say Iabd 1o. Eslaa ...,
! How long remained unconscious, do not
know but when came to myself again, it isa
marvel to me that in my excited state did not
lose mysenses altogether, and become the tenant
of mad house: for there-right before me-
standing up in its white shroud-7with itsleyes
wide open and staring upon me, and its features
thn hollow and death -hued-was the corpse
had brought from the cemetery !.
"In Gods name, avaunt!' gasped. "Go back
to your grave and rest in peace. viii never
disturb you again" # gt E9-
The large, hollow eyes looked more wildly
upon me--the head moved--the lips parted
and a voice in a somewhat scpulchral TONG said:
"Where am r. Who am I? Who are you?
Which world am lin? Am living or dead?'
"You were dead" gasped, sitting up in bed
and feeling as if my brains would burst IN a
pressure of unspeakable horror; "you were dead
and buried, and I was one of the guilty wretch
es who this night disturbed you in your peace
full rest. But go back, poor ghost, and no NOR
tai power shall ever induce me to come nigh you
again!". . r...-
"0h! feel faintp' said the corpse gradually
sinking down upon the floor with groan.
"Great Godl' shouted, as the startling truth
suddenly flashed upon me, perhaps this poor
girl was buried alive, and is now liyingh'..
bounded from the bed and grasped hand Of
the PROSTATE body. 1t was not warm--but i
was not cold. Iput my trembling fingers upon
the pulse. Did it beat, or was it the pulse in
b my fingers? Thrust my hand upon the heart.
1t was warm-there was life there. The breast
heaved; she breathed; but the eyes we now
closed and the features had the look of death.
Still it was living body-or l myself was in
sane.
Isprang to the door, tore it open, and shouted
for help. @m
"Quick! quick" cried I; 'Pthe dead is alive
the dead is alive" a.'
Several of the students sleeping in adjoining
rooms came hurrying to mine, thinking had
gone mad with terror as some of them had
2 heard my voice before, and all knew to what a
fearful ordeal j had been subjected. . 4-'a@
"Poor fellew!" exclaimed one in tone o.
sympathy: ~ predicted this" ..-q
at is too bad" said another, at was too mnch
for his nervous system.' r.-
~ am not mad" said I comprehending their
suspicious; ''but the corpse is alive! hasten and
see it!'' ,. ....,
They hurried into the room, one after another
ond the foremost STOPPING down to, what he
thought was a corpse, put his band upon it and
instantly exclaimed:
"Quick! light and some brandy! she lives
, she lives"
All was now hustle, confusion and excitement
one proposingon one thing, and another something
else, and all speaking together. They placed
her ON the bed, and gave her some brandy
when she again revived, | ran for physician
: one of the faculty, who came and attended upor
her through the night and by sunrise the mex
morning she was reported is be in a fair way fo
recovery. ..s .a
) ".Now what do you think Of my story SO far?
queried the doctor with quiet smile.
,, Every remarkable" eplied; 'very remark
able, indeed! But tell me, did the girl finally
recover?"
."she did, and turned out to be beautifu
creature, and only sweet sixteen" .etg.
"And / suppose she blest the resurrectionst!
all the rest Of her lfe," rejoined with laugh
'She certainly held one Of them in kind re-
membrance," replied the doctor with a sigh.
"What become of her, Doctor?'' a.dgl,
; "What should have become of her, accordiu;
to the well knownruIes of poetic justice of al
your novel writers?" returned my friend with
peculiar smile. Z,
"Why,',', said laughing, "she turned out al
heiress and married you"
: "And that is exactly what she did, rejoine,
the Doctor.
"Good. ,heavenl You are jesting." !. i,
! "No, my friend, no, Z replied the doctor in
faltering yocea that night Of horror only pre-
ceded the dawn ofsmY happiness; for that gil
--rsweet, lovely Helen Leroy--in time becam
my wife, and the mother Of two boys, Sh
: sleeps now in DEATH beneath the cold, cold sod,
added the Doctor in tremulous tone, AM
brushing tear from his eye, mo human resur
! reetiopists shall ever raise her to life again!''
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