The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1879-01-25

amendment as soon .s the necessary
entries concerning it have been made in
this office.
Surgeon Wand when will that be,
pray2
0rderly-Couldn't say, sir, exactly !;
but it won't probably reach you until
tomorrow
Surgeon W.-Curse the red tape
They'll let these men rot in the camp
while they're making entries and refer
ences. Here, clerk! Make out a new
requisition for thirteen collins for i'm
mediate use, and see that all formalities
are complied with.
Somehow Dave found it convenient to
spend most of his morning in and
around the camp after this; but when he
heard the orders given for the transpor-
tation OF the bodies to the cemetery as
soon after three p. m. as possible, he lost
no time in seeking his buggy. Those
who met and recognized him on his way
back to the city put down his reckless
driving to the score of advertising eff
feet" expects people will think he's
been sent for in a case of life or. death.
Too thin for such young man."
Dawes mind was too busy just then to
worry about what people would think.
The lecture-rooms, ETC., of the college
were in the building formerly known as
Lind's Block, on Market-street, and over
the store now, as then, occupied by
Fuller 4 Fuller. Thither he at once
proceeded. Making some hasty prepar-
ations here, in which sundry earth
stained sacks, spades, pickaxes, augers
and ropes played an important part, he
next drove to the offices of two or three
prominent physicians, where he held
earnest but subdued converse with the
young gentlemen supposed to be read
ing" therein. These terminated to his
apparent satisfaction. He next drove
over on to Chicago avenue to the house
of Owen Mccarthy, local politician,
and devout worshiper of the memory of
the " Little Giant"
To prevent misapprehension it should
here be distinctly stated that Owen had
not the most remote intimation of the
part he was made to play in the drama
enacted that night.
But Owen, in his ignorance of their
intended use, was only too glad to fur
nish wagon and one of his best horses
to the college where his son was a stu
dent He even offered to 20 himself to
assist in the removal of the specimens.
Had he known the characters of the
specimens" and whence they were to
be removed, the physical integrity of
the applicant would have been in serious
danger.
1t was about eight o'clock at night,
cold, raw and starless, when the wagon
with its three occupants left the Chicago
building Crossing North Clark-street
Bridge, the sharp crack of a pistol was
heard a block or so ahead. Hurrying
feet, surging, fast-swelling crowd on
the corner of Kenzie and Clark" a
man shot in that saloon" -and the trio
drove on, one at least of the number
feeling as though the mark of Cain
were already on his brow. Too late
for omens now, though; and the good
horse was pressed to his sharpest pace,
all hands eager to leave the scene
of the murder behind as speedily as
possible.
Out Chicago-avenue, past the Water
works, and down on to the sandy beach
at LilPs brewery, before a word was
spoken. Here the wheeling grew heavy,
and, as the trot subsidized into walk,
voices were found, subdued, it is true,
but business-like. Plans were talked
over, duties assigned, and by the time
the pest-house was passed and the wagon
was winding through the sand dunes
and still lingering snow-drifts on the
lake front of the cemetery, feeling
of confidence had begun to manifest it.
self
A northwest wind, blowing direct
from the frigid surface of an iceberg
somewhere up in Manitoba, was ad-
mirably adapted to carry sounds inland
to the ears of the keeper at the receiv-
ing-vault, and before the traps were all
unloaded from the wagon it became evil
dent from the restiveness of the horse,
his stamping and snorting, that he
couldn't be kept there until needed. So
Dave finally decided to drive back and
leave him in charge of his nearest
acquaintance. Casting about in his
mind for the most available guardian,
with sublime audacity ne hit upon the
Rev. Robert Collyer, who then lived on
Chicago avenue, near Dearborn-street
What his tale to the dominic was is I'M
known; but the charge was accepted,
and promise given that if any inquis-
tive wanted to know, you know"
why that wagon was hitched there he
was to be told "that it was all right"
If the pastor of Unity Church should
cast his eye over this column of the
Tribune this morning, it is to be hoped
it may not disturb his equanimity too
severely to learn now he was unwittingly
made party to resurrectionizing ex-
petition.
In his rapid walk back Dawes mind
was busy specializing on the progress the
remaining members Of the party would
have made during his absence. Judge
of his dismay and disgust when he was
met at the graveyard fence by Mr.. Y
with the information that s. had
" funked" and cleared out soon after
the wagon was driven off.
A buried consultation resulted in the
decision to make the best of it, get what
they could and try it again. Dividing
their forces, Y took the north half of
the cemetery and Dave the south, in
order to thoroughly reconnoiter the
ground, appointing the space in front of
the receiving vault as rendezvous. In
about twenty minutes they caught sight
of each approaching from their respec-
tive directions. Every thing, evidently,
was clear; and Dave, coming out into
the open, was Fastening toward Y-.who
had stopped in the shrubbery.