The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1883-02-08

She heard it, picked it up. and after
calling to him and shaking him, and
getting no reply, she alarmed the
house.
1t was large boarding-house, and
dozen or more of the boarders were
soon present in the dining-room, where
he now lay PROSTATE.
'.He is making believe" said some.
ssNo, no! 1t is real,'' cried Arethusa,
who now believed in him, and perhaps
was not unwilling to think that the
compliment of mans dying for her
| had been paid.
Roll him.
'.Pinch himr'
"Shake himr'
'.If he has taken laudanum-"
Run for doctor, and tell him to
fetch stomach-pumpn'
keep him conscious as long as you
can by dragging him about the floor"
cried Tom Foil. an old acquaintance OF
Nlcholas-who was accordingly hauled
about, by one and another, like dead
| dog, for half an hour, before the doctor
| arrived with a stomach-pump, with
| which, having injected down the throat
| of Nicholas by repeated doses nearly a
| large washtubful of mustard and water.
| he pumped from the stomach of Nicho-
| las Fainer all that it contained. There
| was strong smell of laudanum. The
dining-room floor was flooded with the
water; and during the operation, vari-
Gus were the expressions of sympathy
uttered by the lookers-on-especially by
| the young ladies, who loudly upbraided
| Arethusa, who stood silently by; and
asked her if she was satisfied now that
| she had broken the heart of so sincere
| lover.
The stomach-pump had done efficient
duty. The faithful rinsing of the pa
| tient restored him to consciousness.
| He was pronounced out of danger, and
carried to bed, where, for three days, he
lay quite feversh, insisting upon the
| presence of Arethusa so constantly that
| she, irritated at surrounding reproaches
and seeing that he was out of danger,
and not really caring much for him,
gave him short, snappish answers,
| when he implored her to remain and
watch-left the room entirely after the
first day and evening, and left him
cured and disgusted.
''She will never do for me-" sighed
| he, as he rose, convalescent, from his
tedious bed. ''She has no heart. l
shall never think of her again. Neither
| life nor death can prevail upon her."
But Nicholas had not borne all this
for nothing He had gained reputa-
| tion as a lover who was ready to diefor
the object of his affections; and he felt
| that he was looked upon with great
compassion by young ladies in general,
| who had heard of the affair.
''It is some solace to me to see how
they cotton toward me-" he thought.
..What blessed thing it is to have the
sympathy of others! l believe / am
getting in love with Miss Amy Able.
She is just the reverse of Miss Part
ridge. She seems all tenderness, sin
cerity and modesty. How pityingly she
regards me, with her soft, kind eyes!
She speaks, yet she says nothing. |
believe | am dead in love with her"
In few weeks he was sure that he
was in love with her; but he was almost
as sure that she was in love with another
engaged even. What should he do.
Desperate, he permitted himself to
reveal his feelings towards her, at the
risk of interfering with the prior claim
of her lover, his old acquaintance, Tom
Foil.
She divested him of all hope, kindly
but firmly. And his old fit now came
upon him again.
Il love you passionately, Amy" he
sighed, with heartbroken look. 'sBut
you love another. / feel that l was not
born to be loved; and, no hope re-
naming, I-I-ahr'
And with long sigh he fell forward
from the sofa. where he had sat, and
once more the lovestricken young man
became the object of surrounding solic-
itude and tears.
But it so happened that there was no
apothecary or doctor within three miles
of the country place where he was now;
and the people in the house-summer
visitors-were dreadfully alarmed.
Tom Foil, coming in from fishing
excursion, and understanding how mat
ters stood, looked very grave, and
said:
Il fear he has effected his purpose
this time; but we must do what we can
Get scalding hot bath ready as quick
as you can, and another of ice-water
We will plunge him into one, and then
give him the other to shock his system
out of lethargy. And, meanwhile I'll
pull off his boots and socks, and let
some one bastinado his feet while /
open vein in his arm with my pen
knife, and bleed him. 1t amt very
sharp, but can manage to make a
rough cash"
This advice was followed with great
promptness. Amy Able, anxious to
save the life of lover, even if she did
not love him, was supplied with a rat
tan, and belabored his bare soles with
the most merciless mercy; while Tom,
at the other end drew about a quart of
blood from a rough puncture, and
was bandaging it when Nicholas exhib-
tied signs of consciousness again by
drawing up his feet.
HE shrinksr' said Amy, des,sting.
keep, on" cried Tom, .'or he'l re-
lapse"
Amy beat away. with all her might,
till Nicholas curled up and rolled over,
opening his eyes and saying. Don tr'
Hes coming to, poor fellowr' ex-
claimed Tom
Now for the scalding bath-and then
eAAS hathCis IOA d SuONtI Ualu. anu
my word for it, he'll be as good as new.
Come, hurryr'
In a feeble voice Nicholas objected.
but it was of no use. His friend, Tom
Foil, declared he would not see him
perish. So he was forthwith stripped
and plunged into water but one slight
remove from boiling, and held there
till he screamed; upon which he was in
stantly cooled off by copious freezing
shower, which nearly drove his last
breath out of him.
would you-would you-murder
meP' at last shouted the tortured pa
hent, mastering all his startled forces,
and contriving to spring out of the
grasp of those who held him.
Good God! I'm not a lobster. o
great Heaven! Oh-ohi let me alone,
confound you! Give me my clothes
let me see if I've got life enough left in
me to put 'em on. Oh, deari Phoor'
Saved your life. Nick: this ia the