The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1878-01-19
THE RECORDING EYE.

In the year of 1886 | was attending q
course of medical lectures at the Ho-
mgopathic College in Cleveland, Ohio.
The session was previously held in a
building since used as carriage fac
tory. 1t was an overgrown dwelling
house stranded, by the march of i'm
provement, in the midst of a business
street. IncOnvenient it was, and the
appointments of the most temporary
character. Standing as it did on Ohio
street, overlooking the river, the wind
was never idle, and at times it seemed
to penetrate every crevice, and deter
mined to blow window and roof away.
The professorship were well filled,
especially that of anatomy, and as that
was my main study | made no COM
plant. One thing, however, troubled
us. We required eight subjects for
dissection, and the college could give
us but four. The truth was that during
the previous session a party of students
had robbed Il grave and been so I'M
fortunate as to awaken the suspicion of
some people, who examined the grave,
found the body gone, instigated mob,
and, proceeding to the college, found
a half-dissected subject, which, for
aught they knew, might have been a
FIJI, and, maddened by the sight, this
same mob, every member of which
might at any moment require the skill
of the surgeon, Infatuated because the
surgeon employed the only means by
which he could learn his art, proceeded
to demolish everything on which they
could lay hands. Hence the greatest
caution was exercised, and the faculty
We're in mortal fear of another mob.
TO guard against this and insure vigil
liant watch over the doors by night, my
friend, George Mills, had a room in the
building, which he induced me to share
with him. For time, when the lect-
Ures were finished and the students had
all departed, it was unspeakably lone
some. The perfect silence contraSted
strangely with the hustle and tramping
Of incoming and outgoing classes, and
the wind moaned and walled through
the halls fearfully like human being,
and suggestive of the subjects in the
dissecting-room. And when ten O clock
came and lamp in hand we made our
rounds to ascertain if all was right, it
did require a good deal of whistling to
bring our courage up to the point where
we could enter that sanctuary of medi-
cal art.
need not assure the reader that after
one of these Investigations we We're Just
a trite nervous, which was by no means
allayed by the momentary expectation
of the advent of mob. Homeopathy
in those days was not as popular as at
present, and the college of regulars
were considered by us fledglings to be u
sworn enemy, delighting to harass us.
One stormy night we were especially
ness of the warning elements. We did
not retire after our round, but sat re-
lating ghost stories, l suppose on the
truly homeopathic principle of Like
cures like" expecting to quiet our
nerves by exciting rehearsals. We
heard the clock in the distant lecture
room strike eleven, and then almost in
stantly one sharp rap came up from the
back door of the basement. We had
left the stairway door open for the eX-
press purpose of hearing any disturb
We sprang to our feet and mutually
looked questioningly at each other.
"What was that, GeorgeP" | asked.
"The COMPOUNDED mob, | presume;
strange the fools are so careful of the
dead. They are relentless if fellow
should set broken bone wrongly, and
relentless as death if he endeavors to
learn how"
Then there came rap, rap, rap from
the basement.
well" said |, "mob or no mob, we
must 90 down and see what it is about. -
He took the lamp, and cooked the re-
volver which had been provided us, and
stole softly along the hall, down the
stairs into the black basement. As we
reached the last step again the rapping
resounded louder still.
"Who is there?" asked George.
-Four of us, wet as wharf rats! Open
the door"
THAT is Maconley's voice, is it not?''
said George.
II think so. Let us open the door. "
mot until we are certain. What s
your nameP"
Now don't be fool - replied new
voice from without, which was unmis-
taxable.
We hastily pushed aside the bolt, and
in rushed four dripping fellows, with q
trunk which they let fall with a crash.
There he is" said Maconley, exult.
ingly.
There he is, and for mile heat
call this good one"
where is he, and who?" asked
Mills.
"Who he is, is question the law
fails to answer; where he is, is in thi,
trunk, which you can lend us Il hand il
getting up the stairs"