The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1876-03-19

muiti6ud0 OF red-nOe noedie8 were shooting
through the marrow Of his back. bone mp ints
every corner Of bis head. All stiffness had
disappeared, hi. feet and legs were as Timber
| and as 1.-the as they had ever been in year.
gone by. To test the completeness of this cure
he was constantly stamping his feet against
| the hardened surface of the frosty roads. Hit
former shootings had gone too far away to find
| their way back. Not a twinge, not a twitct
resulted from his persistent Efforts.
How freely his lungs played! with whs;
blitheness he inhaled the wintry air till hii
breast swelled out to it's fullest extent! The
road to his lungs was cleared, and bravely did
they work, and strongly did Fosses try theil
newly-reoovered elasticity. With every sue
oessive aspiration the breast rose and expanded
with the utmost freedom. Yesterday, when be
attempted to refresh bis painting lungs with q
fuller breath of air, sonte pains stretched
every fibre of his chest his body seemed cut in
twain by the jagged teeth of blunted saw.
and long hours did he sit moaning with
anguish, doubled up, gasping for air, with the
quickened breathing of a dying man.
With what keen relish of healthy life he
inhaled the bracipg air; feeling of intoxioa-
ting pleasure ooursed through his frame, as his
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ly, easily, with every full breath. Air, air,
pure air, without stint or measure; how he en-.
joyed it and now that he could satisfy bis
craving, he could scarcely he sated.
On the way back TO the town, the same
words broke from his lips at every step II
am cured, and entirely cured. new strength
has sprung up in me, departed vigor has come
back renewed, increasedi" do not be fool
isb," replied his wife. "Do not make so much
noise about the matter yet. Who knows what
it may amount to, after ALL" They came to q
little elevation of easy ascent, quite near
Lourdes. NOW" exclaimed the gendsrme,
'now will prove to you that am as strong o
man rs my fathers son ever was in his life
Look what a runner am;" and away he dart.
ed in o race with himself No one after wit
Messing the speed with which his legs sped
over the ground, would have recognized in
him the individual, who a short time before,
was dragged heavily along pale aud worn, and
emaciated, with little animation left to main
tain his body on its sinking props. His wife
threw up ber arms in amazement, and hasten
ed after, shouting to him, "Yes, yes, you are
cured. I believe it bat stop, stop: this is no
place for such Freaks" The good woman
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must have mistaken her admonition for an
encouragement to do better, for on he frisked
and lesped, and galloped with fresh ardor, for
thirty or forty PAGES.
A good hearty meal was for him only thing
recollected since nine months. But on this
particular morning he found himself provided
with SO huge an appetite that his memory fall
ed to recall anything similar in past expe-
rience. At sll events, the celebrity with which
he slowed away q plentiful breakfast opened
the eyes of the inn people to the fact that he
was hungry. The homeward- bound trip to
Arsacq was an uninterrupted series of raptu-
rous transports that burst spontaneously from
An over-fowing heart, and thankful soul.
Joy and gladness bore him company into
his humble home. He stretched out his arms
towards his son. The young man looked and
looked egeip was this indeed his poor father,
whom he had left on the previous evening in q
state Of utter prostration, and insuHerable
torture 1t was, and the good son, at sight Of
his father walking straight and steady, hale
and hearty looking, the very picture of vigo-
rous age, was unable to control himself, but
in an outbreak Of chiId-like joy began to dance
around the room, exclSimiug at every turn,
'Oh father father you are cured! you are
curedr'
This extraordinary cure was soon an item of
public knowledge, and excited general inter-
est in the village The house of Fosses became
q centre of attraction, whittier radiated at all
hours groups of his follow townspeopIe. Some
came out of friendship to congratulate the
worthy inn.keeper on his happy recovery {;
others out of more interested motives inquis-
tive ouriosity as If to look for stamped tes-
timonial of the miracle visibly imprinted on
the flesh of the gendarme. To all alike, he re-
lated his story, exactly as it had happened ::
''see here" said he at a certain moment, ~
ind myselfso we'll cured that 1 think it possi-
BILE for me TO perform all the gymnastic tricks
Of my younger days. shall at least try one
You have formerly seen me clear with a bound
. stick held horizontally, whilst my fingers
grasped the extremity of my foot. Here goes
for another trial." His attempt was not
failure. Heleapad over the stick with aston
shing ease and agility.
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