The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1882-12-28
DI.lLE1VUE, La, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 28 1882

o'ahed upon the cast.
threw trey-tive.
threw two fives. i' 'oA ALT
Il have WOMB he shouted.
ana snatching from his sheath .
shafp-biaded knife, one of his sportine
equipments, he sprane upon me
struggled with desperation. but the con
tI tIss was 100 unequal to last. l was
LIZ" II upon the floor and Fritz's knee
ho h"s ol my breast. The next instant q
Keen sensation of pain encircled nv
neck. neck, The warm blood gushed forth,
my VISION grew indistinct Objects faded
GRADUALLY into nothingness-a state into
"hich my own being speedily sank.
l aWOke to consciousness to find NV,
self trunkless head, There Law nv de.
capltated body, spectacle from which
might have turned away had l, pos
Sessed the power. Fritz with some
machlne was pumping my blood through
'uoe into an artery of my neck, while
Ihe wires of galvanic battery sent q
current through my brain that fairly
made it tingle. L strove to cry out. bnt
quickly realized the truth of Fritz, 3
statement touching the Indispensable
ness of lungs to the performance of the
vocal functions. | could not utter a
sound. N''0i I"
''Don't put yourself out" said Fritz.
observing the motion of my lips. "Wind
Is the capital of speech, and Won shall
have your share of it.
ThruStino tho n po11Io &c l.11
my trachea, FRITZ don't know how he
dld 1T all with only two hands-pumped
and blew away with might and main.
L doubled my fist, or thought did. to
knock mm down as he approached to in
sert the bellows. 1t was singular cir
cumstance that, so far as sensation went.
L seemed to be in the full possession of
all my members.
AS L said, | doubled up my fist, or
imagined | did, and struck out Justify as
Fritz came near, but the blow fell on
nothing. Fool that l was.-there Law
my bodily appurtenances all dead before
me.
''Villain! Pll have you hanged for
thisr' | yelled with the first puff Of air I
received from the bellows. 'I'n 90 at
Alas. | forgot l had no legs.
keep civil tongue in your head or
III be obliged to shut off your wind"
said Fritz
"How long can I live thus?" I asked.
probably twenty minutes" he an
swered; THAT is if my strength doesn't
give way. It's hard work-this putting
and pumping both at once.''
''For goodness sake keep it up.'' T
pleaded. Don't mind what l said
about going for the Coroner. I was a
little excited just then.''
''Pm not afraid of your going" said
he. ''But tell me all about your feel
ings, old fellow''
talk much" l replied.
Fritz renewed his exertions, but his
energies, it was evident, were falling
rapidly,
mo use," he said. at last. I've got
to give it up. My strength is quite ex-
"Don't-don't stopr' I gasped.
Can't help it," he answered.
If you stop I'll kill your whis-
pered, hoarsely, for the stream of air
was getting feeble.
Fritz laughed tauntingly.
[ became infuriated. / was seized with
\ sudden desire for vengeance. Ifelt as
,hough had hundred hands, each en-
lowed with giant strength. 1 made a
desperate effort to spring upon Fritz,
md, to my astOnishment, this time sue
,eeded. My hands were at his throat,
'ut Fritz was strong and held me at bay.
"Ha! ha!!' he laughed.
In an instant everything was changed,
no longer saw my headless body on the
loor. Ny head was as fast as ever on
ny shoulders, and Fritz was holding me
il his arms and laughing at the violence
# my struggles.
have never taken hasheesh since; for
was while under the influence of that
rug that Fritz's strange talk about
'rown-Sequard's investigations and GER
ain extravagant theories of his own made
ne imagine myself the subject of hor-
ible experiment, the frightful details of
yhich assumed, for the time, reality
D which the senses were as actively
live as they are this moment to the OBJ
ects which see and touch.