Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1875-05-19

remark, that Notwithstanding his
repulsive appearance, there was
something very intelligent-I might
almost say human--in his express
sion. And yet he was morose in
disposition, attached to medical
students, whom he recognized with
marvellous instinct, but to the res.
of the world sullen and defiant.
But to proceed. One evening, or
rather, should say one morning,
at a very early hour-between two
and three-I happened to be re-
turning with a friend, one Jackson,
from some scene of gayety, to my
rooms in Marylebone. On our way
we passed the church Of Saint Giles
Overreach. The public footway
ran close beside this wall, hardly
a foot in width; and the road was
very bad just then in fact, at that
season of the year-mid winter
an impossible slough or quagmire.
1t is not yesterday / am talking
about, mind you; in fact it was be-
fore the time Of street gas lamps.
The road was dimly lighted with
an oil lamp that swung in a bracket
from the church yard wall, and
the next light was around the cor
ner, quite out of sight. Well, my
friend and I were pushing along
at full speed, and in very cheer
full mood, laughing and singing
but when we came to the foot of
the church wall everything there
looked so gloomy and ghostlike, the
black, damp wall, the sullen lamp
throwing sort of sickly CLEAN on
The sea of mud below that involun-
tarily we grew silent and came to
stand. "Here goes Jack y cried
my friend, and scampered hastily
along the path, whilst / followed
him at full speed. 1t was narrow
enough, and some of the stones
were loose, and if you lost your
balance, you were up to the knees
in black mud so had enough to
do to see where put my feet with
out looking aloft. All of a sudden,
rap-bang I struck my head against
something-something that gave
way, and swung backward and for
ward, hitting me at full swing, and
bringing me to complete stand
still. Well, / cast my eyes aloft
and saw, perched on the top of the
church wall, sitting on the checa'tc
de trise as comfortably as you Col
onel, would sit on saddle, little
man in black, who was holding
rope in his hand, and from this rope
hung q long narrow package. wrap
ped up in a black tarpaulin-the
package, in fact, against which l
had knocked my head"
"a body, probably!' suggested
the Colonel.
ga very fair inference" said
Wilson. "Well, / must tell you
that it was an understood thing in
the profession that none of us
should take any notice Of any thing
of that kind. Public feeling was
very high on the point, and I
wouldn't have given sixpence for
the life of anybody caught in the
act; whilst the true interests of
humanity demanded that the med
ical schools should have the means
of teaching practical anatomy. So
I should have scampered on, and
taken no more notice, but as ill
luck would have it, a dog began to
bark from inside the church-yard.
1t was impossible to mistake
that bark-it was Bingo's. Some
spirit of mischief entered into me,
and / cried out in gruff dis
guised voice, 'whati Blackstock,
are you busy then, to night! and
ran on. For moment my voice
seemed to have struck terror into
the hearts of the resurrectionsts.
The body came down to the ground
with crash, and, turning round I
saw the little man sitting astride
the wall, like one stupefed. But
the next moment he dropped softly
down and pursued us. Well, we
ran on like the wind-we were both
good runners-and yet we could
not shake off these pursuing foot
steps. The faster we went the
faster they seemed to follow and I
assure you my blood ran cold In
my veins till, turning the corner Of
the street, we met a party of the
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