The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1876-10-21
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felt in my head now began to steal all
down my back, and along my legs and
arms, till 1t reached the extremities,
when, like some heavy gas, It began to
flow back again, inch by inch, to my
spinal marrow, and then slowly along
it to my head.
Next my heart began to futter In a
strange way, Just as IL 1t had been sud-
denly endowed with pair of doves
wings and was trying to fly out of my
breast and al! the time the sensation OF
lightness went on increasing until
seemed to be lifted up and dropped
down, again and again, till l took tight"
ly hold of an old piece of root with one
hand, wondering the while what was
coming next.
And the cigar9 All, that was stick
ing still between two OF my fingers. It
had gone out, and 1t didn't matter, I
did not want to light 1t again, for felt
as IL had had enough, especially when
at the end OF few moments there came
tie sensation Of having just swallowed
a small powder In teaspOoDful Of jam,
and not liking it at all.
Ugh That was the most dreadful
part of the whole affair, worse even
than the throb, throb, throb that came
now in my head, just as IL Drops of mol
ten lead were falling from one temple
to the other, and then being forced
back again.
believe l groaned Just then, and
wondered whether l was going to die.
] know l mentally declared that the
cheroOt must have been horribly bad
one and recalled the fact that had
often heard men say that some cigars
were 80 bad that they could not smoke
them, and this must have been one of
the bad ones.
"I'll never buy another of that fell
low" | said to myself.
And then yawned frightfully, and
uttered another grOan.
At last fresh thought entered my
mind. This was not the effects of the
cigar; but Of indigestion-those hard,
suety puddings, which we had for din
ner.
"Pehaps," I thought, "a few whiffs
might do me good"
sat up against the pai!ing, and.
with my hands trembling, and cold
| prespiration standing out all over my
forehead l felt for the match box,
struck light, and placing the cigar
end between my lips, drew and puffed
till 1t was once more alight.
How strong it tasted this time, and
how hot and pungent seemed the
smoke /. wouldn't go right either, but
seemed to treat my mouth like an III.
constructed chimney, and ran back
wards down my throat, and made me
choke, got up my nose, and made me
sneeEe, into my eyes till l was half
blinded, and then -ohl how I shudder-
ed, and felt pale all over. l must be
going to die. never felt so strange
before-it was simply horrible; an1
leaned back against the pailing, the ci-
gar dropped from between my fingers,
and then slid sdewlse to the earth,
and lay gasping for air, faint and help
less; for that was very, very strong
old chcrOOt, with rankness In its ma
ture that l should not even care to fos-
ter ROW.
How long remained there I cannot
tell--it must have been an hour before
l felt sufficiently recovered to sit up /;
| "hu hVoiiJ dHOIntI D6iOIb CllWDeu Ln6
fence, and stood swayiDg on the other
side, feeling so far from like freeboot-
er, that ! imagined must have COM
mtted a murder to have been in such a
state of horrible nervousness and dread 4.
l remember casting away the match
box and sneaking in at the side door md
up to the dOrmitories, where hastily
crawled into bed. sinking soon after in.
to strange vacuity-half stupor, half
sleep-from which was awakened by
a shrill voice at my side, crying out
"Plee, sir, here's Jones, sir, in his
bed."
/ Then the figure of an usher loomed
near me, and series of questions began,
to all Of which responded with sighs
and the plea of a sick headache.
Then up came the house keeper to
feel my puse and head, and declared
me free from fever.
"He'll have to SEQ the doctor In the
morning." said the dame. ...
But did not, for I got up next
morning as well as any of my school
chums and did not try another ci-
gar that half.-Once Week.