Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1878-01-10
Doctor Deane.

He was q young man OF about |
eight and twenty years IF age, with |
pleasant and good looking face OF !
forid complexion, and as yet nnmar- |
ried.
He sat, this freezing winters
night with his feet resting upon the
brace fender, "a IN sdieal book in his
hands, and pipe dangling from his
mouth. a--
The contents of the book did not
seem TO entirely euchain his atten-
tion for every few moments he would
raise his eyes and glance up at the
clock on the manteL
The clock struck twelve.
Midnight" muttered the doctor
aloud. the men are fully an hour
behind their appointed time. What
eau delay them 80
The words hal scarcely left his
lips when the bell pealed loudly.
Doctor Deane laid DOWN his book
upon the table.
lie unlock-d and Spened the frnnt
door, and beheld tT1 nsa standing
before him in the clear m,nnlight,
carrying between them something
long and h,avy, which was concealed
In canvas bag.
The two men immediately entered
with their strange burden, and D ,c-
tor Deane followed them into his
private room.
They laid thu heavy cHnvAs bag
upon the long table, which sto ID be-
hind green bUize curtin. that was
hung by rings IN brass bar ,un-
ming from one end Of the room to
another.
Without utteriny q word, the
men slowly dew off the great btg
covering aud human form half
nude was disclosed 10 view upon the
table.
The fellow said to the last that
he was the wrong lan, sir,' ex-
claimed one, Ttnking his eye, ''said
and swore that he Was innocent.
Ha died like 4 man, sir.''
a moment later t.e two body
bearers bade good night" to che
physician, and were out in the coli
street.
Deane, having bolted and locked
the door after them, ret lrnei C. the
room, and having pusheI the green
baize curtin aside TO the wall, stood
looking at the form upon the table
with his hands claSped behind him.
the body before him was that of
o man OF perhaps thirty years Of
age, well formed and hne featured
face which even death could not
rob OF its manly beauty !, hut dull
blue circle stained the skin Of the
neck, where the moose of the hang
man had pressed, and tightened,
and yet the eyes closed and unswol-
leu, gave TO that dead face the ap-
pearance of calm reDose.
A dark murder had been done
eight months before. ~
For the crime man had met q
nurderer's fate upon the s:affJld
that same morning, and there he
lay this night in the room of Doctor
Deane-fer the unfortunate man
had been poor and utterly frlendless
ln life, and 80 i'll death the body had
found its way to where it now lay.
For few minutes Deane stood ST.
lently boxing at the corpse, and
then he turned upon his heels, walk.
I'd over to an open chest of drawers.
and drew out his box or iustru.
sVeHts.
lie took up the candle, set it be-
side the box on the dissccting table,
aud, rolling up his sleeves, opened
the box and drew forth Ion \, slim
and sharp-bladed knife
With tbearst gentle touch Of the
knife upon the cold body, the young
physician started suddenly back u |
step or two, and, dropping the knife |
upon the door, stared at the body |
before ham.
A slight shiver had passed through |
the form upon the tatae, and the |
eyelids were trembling even now.
Deane comprehended the truth.
The man was not dead.
The doctor Immediately set to
work to revige the man whom the
the world believed had died upon
the scaffold THAT same morning.
His efforts were soon rewarded
for within twenty minutes living,
bresthing being sat upright on the
long table, and swallowed the bran
Iy that Deaae held to his lips.
"a live man - said he, in husky
voice, as he gtz5d about him, and
then fixed his eyes upon the doctor.
"Thank God, Was not buried
altTs-I''