The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1886-02-02
WAS IT LIGHTNING?
A Scientist Attempts to Revenge
the Death of His Wife.

The summer heat was excessive, and
the poor sufferer lay painting for breath.
Her husband bent over her, tenderly
seeking to relieve her pain. Unwear-
eddy be famed her flushed cheek, and
from time TO time fed her parched lips
with small pieces of ice. The room, in
spite of the disorder incident to critical
disease, gave evidence of refined taste
and comparative wealth. In the mo-
4nents Of ease. when the Sufferer leased
her moaning. with gentle, soothing
tones the husband plead with his wife
20 throw of tee fcvrr;.h flush and de-
liriuIn, a. if recovery Was dependent on
her own poor will. whose throne was
evidently very Sorely shaken, if not
completely overthrown Wv the terrible
fever FL reminded her of their past
struggles that at last had won for them
II competency and home. They were
just ready 20 live, he said. and he plead
that she must not die.
While he was soothing and pleading
with his wife. fhe physician entered the
room. After careful examination of
the patient, he spoke with hopeful
tone that he had not used in the pre-
ceding days: "a few hours of careful
nursing and the crisis viii be past"
and with these words ne lcfi the hu>-
band To the hours az the night watch.
With the fnornin@ light came agai
the welcome step Of the payriciun. anG
as ne saw the Giiiet slftp INTO which
his patient had fallen, the look of care
passed from his face 3nd With a whis-
per. while graspIng the ou;>tietcheG
hand of the watcher, be gave greeting
Of Joy in the assurance at recovery,
and said: Tender watching and quiet
sleep are all that are needed now
''She shall have them. If human love
can accomplish it," was the reply of
the watcher. who face was lighted with
unspoken gladness.
1t was the Sabbath morning, and the
city in its quiet seemed to promise a
day of healing to the sick one. The
early morning hours passed slowly.
with lingering GOODNESS fastening the
sufferer back from the gates of death
to the glad home-life of ministering
love. The breathing grew more and
more regular, and from time TO time
gentle sigh of satisfied resting escaped
her lips. The watcher leaned back in
bis chair and with . dreamy look of
love resting on the sleeping face, evil
IDENTIFY found comfort from past fear
and sorrow, in dreams of future peace
and increased Joy.
But suddenly his dreams were rude
iy broken and the sleeper thrown into
the delirium of the reawakened fever.
From the cathedral opposite came the
clsshing of the bells, not the regular
melody of pleasing chords, but the
clash and clangor. harsh and discord-
ant. as il the ringers were possessed
With the heathenish idea of frightening
away by their rude noise any lingering
demons. They sent no appeal to come
60 the house of the Lord, such as in
gentle regular swing might as q lula
BY soothe to O deeper sleep, but wild,
clsshing sounds that startled from
sleep into fever fright With the con-
increased. A hurried message brought
the physicians hack to the bedside of the
patient A single glance at her condi-
ton filed him with alarm. After a
moment of thought and attention to
the delirium, he said, ''the noise of the
bells must be stopped"
Hurrying away be sent in word 70
those in charge of the cathedral and en-
deavored to secure the needed quiet.
To his surprise his appeal was rudely
and positively refused. In vain he re-
monstrsted and plead, stating that a
life depended on the cessation of the
noise. At last he gave up the effort |
and returned TO the sick room. He |
found the sufferer rapidly growing
worse hfter vain attempt to calm |
his patient, N response to the agonized |
appeal of the husband, he went hur-
riedly to the city authorities. Here,
also, his effort failed and he returned |
with 8 sinking heart.
Through the hours of the sultry day |
he manfully struggled to save his |
patient, and soothe the agony of the |
loving watcher. With every outburst |
of the clashing bells the fever-stricken |
one would spring up, and, clinging to
her husband. beg to be saved, with |
Wild deliriurn of fear intensified by the
fever-clouded, brain. There could be |
but one end to such struggle, and OF |
eventide itcame, as with q cry Of agony |
her spirit passed through the noise |
stricken air into the peace and quiet OF
The land where there is no fever TO |
smite the bo6y and no barbarity of man
70 refuse tbf appeal for the suffering
and dying; 1q, fiat death, ehsmhsr soss |
Of agony broke HON tae aRiyerias |