Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1869-04-14

That room was smaller than the one ]
had left, and had but two owindows. The
bed was at one side, opposite the fire.
place. Slowly, holding the lamp some
what raised, | drew near.
"Great God !" | exclaimed, starting
back, and almost letting the lamp fall
from my grasp, "what is this y
The last words died upon my lips. |
could not utter them I seemed to have
lost the power of speech, of movement,
and stood gazing in blank astonishment,
even in terror, at what | beheld In the
bed, bolt upright, sat Andrew Hillyer !!
His eyes, staring open his cheeks hol-
lowed with sickness; pale, oadaverous,
CHASTITY; with half insane grin upon bis
features. The whole spectacle was made
all the more hideously appalling by the
feeble glare Of the oil.lamp which / still
held, although my hand shook 80 that
expected each moment would see it fall
to the ground. Gracious Heeveu! the
intensity of those few moments; the
shock; the paralysis of thought, of motion
followingit it; the cold, lifeless feeling par
vading my whole frame; the utter ineap-
acity to remove my eyes from that hollow,
worse than ghostly countenanec, staring
so 6xedly at me from its wide, protruding
eyes, nth that wierd-like expression
about the corners Of the mouth, which
was more hideous than the fercest froWn
of rage or revenge.
How I got back into the next room.
and how soon. | am unable to relate.
That I did get there | know, but BY what
process of locomotion, is mystery. Even
then, with the door fastened, and the lamp
burning on the table, | could not shake
off the feelings of horror that had taken
such possession of me could not shut
out old Andrew Hillyer's ghastly, grin
ming face fom before my eyes.
| saw it in the live Goals; in the pro
file, which was not his, framed above the
mantelshelf; on the paper ID walls; peer
ing at me through the window. panes;
grinning at me from the sofa pillows
Turn where would, there it was hollow,
ashen, cadaverous. ta9.a
o, what nj ghs 1t was not fear that
possessed me so much; it was something
nameless, indescribable; something like
that which takes hold of murderer, yet
different of course, and shows him the
victim in every object, every crevice and
corner How long the hours seemed
How interminable :! Every stroke of the
clock counted, and looked at my own
watch, hoping to find it little alb cad
What weary time till dawn!
At last the daylight began to glimmer,
chill and dull, and gray / bad allowed
my fire to die cut. The CRATE was full of
dead coal and ashes. / paced the room
up, and down, rubbing my hands, to which
a cold moisture cling.
All at once heard a ring at the door
"a sharp hurried ring. / bounded down
stairs and opened it. A young man stood
there. | knew he was the Docter. He
cast quick intelligent look at me as if
noticed my paleness, stepped briskly in,
drew me one side, and asked if | had sat
up through the night.
SPY George!' said he, with grim
smile, 81 meant to have come back. You
were in the room ?"
| answered that | was, puzzled by his
look and manner, and stammering some.
what in my effort to tell him what L had
saen there.
81 thought as much,' said he, without
needing me, "you look like man who
has seen ghost. The fact is, / was cal
led away SO suddenly l hadn't time to re-
move the battery-the galvaric battery,
you know. [ must go up now and stop
the current"
i sincerely wish that sor.e resolute and
strong-handed person, who is ID position
to do it, would put an extinguisher on all
young men of the learned profession of
medicine who are inclined TO experimeu-
tailze after the above fashion. [ earnest.
ly wish it. upon my soul do