The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-02-14

s'io hsSo, uuu suAic waning Glu SnElek
Ing through every crack and Granny o.
tie building.
Within there was We, wilder commo.
ton. A IL that had been said or sung
written or dreamed, of ghc<ty visitatrons
was then and there enacted. There was
the ringing OF bells, moving of furniture
crash OF dtshes, whispers, howls, crying
laughter, whistIlng. groanlng, heavy aud
hight footsteps, and wild music. as if in
very mockery Of the internal regions
All these Sounds grew wilder with the
rising gale, until towards midnigh, they
were almost iasuiferable.
rs Tor us .hree-the patient, Mrs.
Gfeeu aud mysyll--we were as silent as
death itself. No. word passed our lips
alter ; clock. AS for the State OF our
minds God only knows. Mine in the
wtd whirt Of thought and even, which
followed forgot all OF the past save VIA,
| have recalled and penned bit by lit,
above. 1 remember only looking for the
final catastrophe, which grew rapidly
nearer, with constant endcavor to con-
centrate all my faculties of mind and
sense upon the phenomenon which |. at
least, had began TO believe would herald
the loss Of my patient
As II grew closer upon twelve O'Clock
(Ior upon the striking of that hour had
NY thoughts fixed themselves for the ex-
pecied denonstration) my agitation be-
come so great that IL was with extreme
difficulty could control myself.
Nearer aud nearer grew The fatal mo-
ment Tor fatal perceived 1t would be
10 the patient at easg; and ut last the Sec
onds ,rembled on the brink Of midnight;
The clock began TO strike. One-two-
three! Icounled the strokes Of the ham
mef, which seemed as the they never
woad have -eleven-twelyc.
| drew my breath again, The last ling
erIng echo OF the last stroke had died
fairly away; and as yet; there was no TO-
ken OF any presence save our own.
All was silent. The wind had lulled
Tor moment and not u sound stirred
The air within The house. The ghosts
had aed.
| arose and approached the bedside -
The patient was drawing his
breath very slowly-dying. The inter-
walls between his gasps grew longer; then
he ceased TO breath altogether-he was
dead.
Airs. Green was sitting IN her place
her elbow resting on her knees, her face
buried In the palms OF her hands. co-
scd the open mouth and pressed down the
eyelIds Of the dead,
at is over. hispered
"Ihank God,' was her iervent reply.
Then we both started. There was q
rustling OF The bed clothes. Mr., Hayden
was sitting erect his eyes wide open his
chest he4vng with a mighty effort for
one inspiration 0. the blessed air. Be-
tore | could reach him lie spoke:
My God! she is coming"
A! the same instant the wind cane
back with a sudden and appalling gust,
add wij shrek as 1t swep, through the
cievlc"s Of the building. Then there
was cras1 Of the outer door, then a sag
gering aud uncertain step IN the outer
room! Il approached the sick room, the
latch Lifted, The door swung cpcu' aid
tien nv God. what a spectacle !,
| wonder even now that dare describe
It-thinh oil II remember it. | wonder
| believed 1t then or do now; that | did
not 90 mad, or JroT down dead.
Through the open door there s'epped
figufe-a figure not OF Mrs. Hayden,
not Of her corpse, not Of death-tut,
thousand times more horrible, a thmg
OF corruption aud decay, OF worms aud
The features were nearly gone. aud
the skull in places, cleaned through
white aud terrible. Her breast and abIo.
men and neck had been eaten away, her
limbs were putrlj green and inexpressi-
oIy loathsone. The cavities OF her shout.
lers, chest abdomen, neck, and thighs
were ilvlUs mass OF great and ugly
grave worms, winch as she stepped.
i0pptd away 10 the l.oor together with
50uts aud ctols OF put Id flesh! Her
ra1l over he threshold and into the outer
darkness was marked by these lotusome
oke0s a luminous line OF corruption and
sraw!Iug worms; the elfluvla OF winch
vas most Aorrfbtt,
And yet TO those putrecen, Jaws there
vas born voice smolhered indeed. and /
trabge bat distinct:
Come. William, they wal. vou-l /