Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1858-06-04


fancy seemed to move. Did il move?
| was gazing upon it, thrilled and fasci-
mated with an indiscribablc terror, when,
as sure as | see you now, | saw the lids
of its eyes unclosc, and saw its breast
heavo and heard low stiHed moan.
I" Great GodP' | shriekcd, and fell
back in swoon.
How long lay unconscious I do not
know, but when / camo to myself again,
II is a marvel to me that, in my excited
state, | did not lose my senses altogether,
and become the tenant of mad house,
for there--right before me- standing up
in its white shroud, with its eyes wide
open and staring upon me, ard its fea-
lures thin, hollow, and death-hued--
the corpse | had brought from the ceme-
terry.
In Gods name, avaunt!'' I gaspcd,
Ego back to your grave, and rest in
peace! | will never disturb you again.
The large, hollow eyes looked more
wildly upon me--the head moved-tho
lips parted-and voice in q somewhat
sepulcnrai tone, said:
"Whero am L? Where am L? Who
are you-which world am | in? Am I
living or dead ~
"You were dead" I gaspcd, sitting
up in bed and feeling as if my brain
would burst with pressure of unspcak-
able horror; "you were dead and buried,
and was one of tho guilty wretchcs
who this night disturbed you in your
peaceful rest. But go back, poor ghost,
in Heavens name and no mortal power
shall induce me to come nigh you again !"
"Oh! feel faint" said tho corpse,
gradually sinking down upon the floor
with groan. "Where am L? Oh |!
where am II"
Great God" / shouted, as the start
ling truth suddenly flashed upon me
perhaps this poor girl was buried alive,
and is now livingr'
| bounded from the bed and grasped a
hand of the PROSTATE body. II was not
warm-but it was not cold. I put my
trembling fingers upon the pulse. Did
il beat or was it the pulse in my fin
gers2 I thrust my hand upon tho heart.
1t was warm-there was life there. The
breast heavod; she brcathed; but the
eyes were now closed, and the features
had the look of death. Still il was a
living body--or else myself was insane.
sprung to the door, tore it open, and
shouted for help.
"Quick quick y cried I, "thc dead
is alive 1.-THE dead is alivep
Several Of the students, sleeping in
adjoining rooms, came hurrying to mine,
thinking | had gone mad with terror, ai
some Of them had heard MY voice before
and all knew 10 what fearful ordeal
had been subjected.
Poor fellow p exclaimed one, in Q
tone of sympathy; II predicted this"
" It is too bad, said another; cit was
too much for his nervous system"
g am not mad" returned /, compre.
bending their suspicious; "but the corpse
is alive hasten and see ~
They hurried into the room, one after
another; and the foremost STOPPING down
to what be supposed was corpse, put
his hand upon il and exclaimed:
"Quick light and some brandy /
She lives she lives"
All was now hustle, confusion and OK
element, one proposing 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 a physician,
Zone Of tho faculty, who came and tend
cd upon her through the night, and by
sunrise the next morning she was re-
ported to bo in fair way for recovery.
Now, what do you think of my story
so far?" qucricd the Doctor, with quiet
smile.
Every remarkable p l replied; every
remarkable, indeed. But tell me, did
the girl finally recoverT
"She did; and turned out 10 be a
most beautiful creature, and only sweet
seventeen"
"And suppose she blessed the resur-
rectionists all the rest Of her life," | re-
joined, with laugh.
"Sho certainly held one Of them in
kind remembrance" returned the Doc
tor, with sigh.
"What became Of her, Doctor?'
"What should have become of her,
according to the we'll known rules Of
poetic justice Of all you novel writers :"
returned my friend, with q peculiar
smile.
"Why," said I, laughing, "sho should
have turned out an heiress, and married
you"
"And that is exactly what she didw
rejoined the Doctor.
"Good heavens! You are jesting."
"No, my friend, no." replied the Doc
tor, in faltering voice; chat night Of
horror only preceded the dawn Of my
happiness; for that gifl--swect, lovely
Helen Leroy--in time became my wife,
and tho mother Of my two boys. She
sleeps now in death bcneoth the cold,
cold Sod" added the Doctor. in tremu-
lous tone, and brushing tear from his
eye; "and no human rcsurrectionists
shall ever raise her to life ngain p
GLAISG--WoE! Judge Laing and
Miss Ruth Van Ness, Of Colusi, were
married last week. The Shasta Courier
welcomes him into tho kingdom of
" Heaven on earth" and tells him 10