The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1879-11-06

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mother literally refused to believe it,
although the doctors and the other in.
mates OF the house saw no reason to
doubt the fact. The funeral was ar
ranged, the grave made, and the tpeci-
fed three days had come to IN end.
The mother had never left her daugh-
te.'s body; she had tried every availa-
BILE means to restore her. but to no
avail. As the hour approached for the
ceremony to take place, she became
more and more distracted and more
desperate in her efforts to convince her.
self that life still fingered. As a
last resource. she went for some
strong elixir, and taking out
of her pocket fruit-knife with
two blades-one blade of gold, the 9TH
er OF silver-proceeded by continual
working to force the gold blade between
the teeth: when inserted, she poured Q
drop of the elixir on the blade, then
another and another, and tried to make
it enter the mouth; but it seemed only
to trickle back again and down the
chin. Still she persevered, becoming
more desperate as the moments flew on
to the hour, now so near, when her
child was to bc taken from her. At the
very last, when she was beginning to
dread the very worst, she thought she
detected slight spasm in the throat,
and, on closer examination, she became
aware that the liquid was no longer re-
turning as it did at first. She contin-
ned the application, every moment feel
ing more excited and more joyfully
hopeful Presently the action ofswal-
lowing became more decided: she felt
feeble flutter at tho heart, and, before
long, the eyes gradually opened and
closed again; but the breathing be-
came quietly regular, and the mother
was satisfied that now no one would dis
pute the fact: so she called her house,
hold round her, and proved to them the
joyful fact that her child was restored
to her, and that no funeral procession
would leave the house that day. Be-
fore long tho child fully recovered.
The fruit-knife, with its two blades, is
to this day the most precious heirloom
in the family possessions.
"The recovered one lived to form
deep attachment for her cousin (the
rescued boy Of the first story, possibly
from the fact Of the strange similarity
in their early history but his affections
were already engaged by the young
lady whose story We are now going to
relate, the facts of which resemble some
what those already told. This young
person was no longer child when
death seemed to claim her, but had
reached the age of Is or 10. She had
been suffering from an infectious and
dangerous fever, and when the crisis ar
rived. instead of rallying. she, to al ap-
pearance, died. It was tho custom in
the district in which she lived to dress
manageable girls as brides after death,
and to bury them in their bridal cos
tune. The young lady in question was
therefore laid out as bride, in white
dress. orange-Aower wreath and veil.
The day before the funeral, the
most intimate friend of the deceased,
who had been on visit at distance,
came home, and insisted with foods OF
tears that she should be allowed to see
her. The mother most decidedly re-
fused, explaining that her daughter had
been the victim of an infectious fever,
and that she could not allow the
daughter of a friend to run the risk of
catching it. The young lady persisted,
and would not leave the house; but the
mother, much as it panied her. was firm
in her refusal. However, in the evening
the young friend, being on the watch,
saw the paid watcher leave the room to
go down to her supper, leaving the door
unlocked. She Immediately entered.
and, having reverent|y kissed her
friends pale face, knelt down by the
side of the bed to pray. There were
candles at each side Of the bed at its
head, and two placed on a table at its
foot.
Tho poor girl was deep in her pray
ers, when suddenly, without any move
ment or warning, the dead girl sat up,
and said, in q sharp tone OF voice,
Que fat tu la ?'-(What are you do.
ing THEREBY Startled and Mortified to
the last degree, her friend sprung from
her knees, and, in trying to rush out OF
the room, upset the table on which the
candles we're placed, and became wedged
between it and the bed, her head down
most. 1nextricably entangled, she
shrieked loudly for help. The supposed
dead girl had keen sense of the ridicu-
lous, and, being weakened from illness.
she went of into hysterical tit of
laughter; and the more her poor friend
kicked and screamed, tho more she
kept up the duet by peals of laughter.
The mother and household, hearing the
noise. rushed up as quickly as possible
The mother was the first to enter the
room, and, being a quick witted woman,
1T once comprehended the situation.
She flew to her daughter, and, angrily
ordering her to be quiet and not laugh
at her friends misfortune, she pressed
her to her bosom, and, hastily tear
ing of wreath and veil, dropped
them on the floor and kicked them
under the bed: then, calling asst stance,
she carried the girl into another
room, and put her to bed. The doctor,
who had been ut once sent for, ordered
her to be taken from home without de-
lay, and they started a. soon as was
possible. She perfectly recovered; but,
strangely enough, could never call to
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to life. She afterwards married the
gentleman who was the hero of the first
story. Her poor friend, when extricated
from her unpleasant position, was quite
dellrlous; she had nervous fever, of
which she nearly died, and she never
entirely recovered from the shock her
friends sudden return to life had given
her,"
On writing to the lady who related
these anecdotes, for permission to pub
i'sh' she says: "You are at liberty to
make what use You like of our family
story. on condition you do not mention
names OF family or places; hut you may
add that all three who were 40 nearly
barred alive lived to be very old-my
father to "a, my mother and aunt to Is
retaining their health, rare intelli-
gence, md to wonderful extent their
personal beauty, to the last"
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