Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1875-06-10

before William stopped suddenly and,
clasping his hands to his temples, cried |:
Meyrlck, my hatp His hat had blown
off when they were carrying poor John,
and in the excitement he had forgotten
all about it. There was nothing for it
but they must go back; else they might
both suffer.
"They reached the house at last, and
crept cautiously around to the yard
The tempest had abated now, and wan
yellow moon showed over the trees.
Williams hat lay full in the moonlight
in the middle Of the yard. He had Just
clutched it, when he heard noise from
the woodhouse, and, looking up, saw
CHASTITY figure, having the features of his
brother John, but clad all in white, in
the very habiliments of the grave. His
companion saw it at the same time, and
they both darted away at their utmost
speed. But the figure, whatever it was,
followed them, without sound or appar-
ent notion each felt that the touch of
the specter was upon him. They reached
the town at last. There WAS a light in
my surgery, and for it they made like
frightened deer. | must tell you how it
was that my surgery was lighted up at
that time of night.
John, as l told you, had spent the
evening with me, and l was heartily
wishing could get rid of him, when, as
luck would have it, message came
from the quarry to which l am surgeon
to call me to see young man who had
fallen and broken some bones. The
messenger had come on horseback, and
he went on to the Goat to order car and
horse to take me to the quarry, while !
put up my instruments and So on.
Among other things took small bottle
of chloric ether, as a stimulant, in case
it was required. couldn't leave John
in the house, and so took him with me.
We reached the quarry, and l attended
to the young man. leaving John in the
car, and, as it happened, the bottle of
ether too. 1t was q cold night, and
John, seeing the little case bottle,
thought it contained spirits, and, first
testing it with his nose, applied his
mouth to it, and took good pull at it.
"When returned to the car found
the bottle empty, and John lying at the
bottom of the car fast asleep. Fortu-
nately, as it seemed at the time, he had
not drank enough to do him serious
harm, but the effect was as if he were in
toXicated, and it would be best for him
to sleep IL OIL. But as we were driving
homeward it occurred to me that |
would not like to have him at my house
any longer, and, as it was not far out of
my way to go round by the Plas, deter
mined to leave him there. When !
reached the house every one was in bed
and not to be awakened. l made up
sort of nest for master John with mats
and rugs upon the hall floor, and drove
homeward through the avenue, the
white horse in the car showing conspicu-
ously against the dark background of
the night, and frightening our friend
William and his companion as l have
told you. And that was how the acci.
dent happened to poor John. When l
reached home ! had some medicine to
make up, and hence the light in the sur
gerry.
"Well, not to keep you any longer in
suspense, may tell you that John was
not killed-not even seriously hurt-and
what happened to him in the woodhouse
he told me afterward, and it pleased
me SO much that will tell you all
about it,
"He had not been long in the wood.
house when the cold brought him to his
senses. He was under the impression at
first that he was still in the Car, and that
some one was leaning heavily upon him.
That was the log, you remember, that
they had placed against him. Well he
gave violent push, the log fell to the
ground, and he rose to his feet quite be-
wildered as to where he was. Seeing,
however, the moonlight shining through
a chink III the door, he made toward it,
and tried to pull the door open. But the
log he had pushed off him had jammed
itself against the door, and was immova-
bic. Then it struck him that he was in
prison. This narrow, confined place,
out of which it was impossible to get,
must be u cell of the police lookup. He
had been riotous in his cups, no doubt,
and the police had taken him up. He
was very indignant at first that he, a gen.
tleman's son, should be treated SO, and
he hammered violently at the door for
some time, and shook it but, finding that
nobody took any notice of HIM, he made
up his mind to go to bed
Feeling about with his hands he dis
covered kind of ledge on heap of
roots, where they had been taken away
for household consumption. 1t was
more on the level than you might sup
pose, the twigs and fragments and chips
from the chopping filling up the crevices.
Still it could not have been very soft.
But John thought it was the prison
couch and took Oft his things, down to
his shirt and drawers. Then he crept
into bed, but found everything very I'M
easy. They don't shake their focks out
in urison anvhow' was hie first ,nut-
tered thought, as he felt the sharp ends of
the roots against his bones. This is the
worst bed | ever was in; I'm hanged if
they don't stuff their holsters with chipsl
And they are sparing of their blankets,
too he said to himself, cropping here and
there IN vain for the bedclothes. Hi,
Il. Il