The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1890-04-10

A REMARKABLE STORY,
Strange Facts Regarding the Iden-
tity OF One, Condor.

Strange Facts Regarding the Iden-
tity of One, Condor.
Midnight. village, M, near the
city Of New York. Interior OF cot
tage. A couple OF nurses are DOING in
chamber in which there is bed con-
tanning the form of a young man, who is
supposed to be sleeping.
The door softly opens, a physician en-
tors lightly, and scowls at the dozers,
who sleepily raise their heads and look
embarrassed, as he passes by them to
reach the bed.
How Is hep, the physician asks one
OF them, in a sharp whisper of reproof.
He's been sleeping that way since
tep o'clock, answered the man, humbly.
The doctor goes to the bed. Both Of
the nurses rise quickly TO their feet, as
they take note of the expression which
occupies the doctors face. They go to
his side, and bend over the still form,
and hold their breaths as the doctor
takes the young mans hand to test the
pulsation. He drops the hand, and
opening the bosom Of the young mans
garment feels for the heart-beats.
He Is dead" sententiously says the
man of business, there is no doubt that
you both deserve high praise for atten-
tion. Wake the mother and brother"
He turned to table and coo11y closed
his medicine chest
few moments later the entire house
hold is aroused. The aged mother with
gray, disheveled hair, unbound, stag
gers down the stairs and falls upon her
quivering knees at the bedside and ca
resses the still face and limp hands of
her last born. The living son tries to
comfort her, but without avail. She is
= half bereft4of= reason and has to be led
forcibly to her chamber in order that
the attendants may arrange the body
for interment.
days later a group of villagers
assembled in the churchyard on the hill
side. Mrs. Telford, on the arm of her
Eon, Hardy, stands near the open grave.
Her aged face rs marked with wrinkles
as deep as time and woe can cut them.
Her eyes flash out of her cold, rigid face
: with strange, restless CLEANS, now
sweeping round the assembled faces,
anon fixed on the caslxet. as if she would
,,,s VenA Pieioo oho oi"oh IN W nor
ouiio lace'
iieaus- were uncovered In the sunlight
wneh minister began snort prayer.
Mhen TINS was ended a hymn was sung,
then the undertaker's men began to ar
range the ropes to lower the coffin into
the grave.
AT this juncture, Mrs. Telford. sprang
between them and the coffin, uttering
soreaips Wnlch caused ehe spectators
near's W jump anu scahu seiil Win
norror'
one Threw nerseli on TO the CONN,
ana embraced u with tense hands ana
arms hystericaiiy exclaiming that her
son was not DEAD, and 'ehatthey should
not bury MN awe. FRIENDS tried IN
vain 10 draw her away ohe would us
ten to none OF them, nor cease her pitt
1ui requests Tor them to open the. coffin.
AS qulckiyas the workmen could do 1t,
ner wish was granted.
Inc iid was removed; the CHASTITY Wis
age OF the cofnns inmate was exposed.
"A breath OF rellef escaped many an ex-
pectant, superstltlous breast. The poor,
nali-distraught woman bent with des-
perate expectancy over 1T, placing her
thin hand plalntiyely on the white face.
she fell back into her sons arms in
DEAD 1alnt' ana was taken away In
carriage as the earth was hlllng the
grave.
years Went by. Mrs. Ielford never
fally recovered from the shock OF her
sons death. Some said that her excess
I've grie1 was unnatural, that her mind
was falling To her most intimate
friends she would sometimes admit in a
hesitating way, which plainly indicated
that she fully understood their incredul-
ity on the subject, that she never felt
satisfied In regard to Washlngton's bur
aal. She feared, in vague way, that he
had been inferred alive. She paid fire.
quen visits 10 his grave, returning each
time with fresh=faiien gloom In her mien.=
Her disquietude might have continued
to be ascribed to failing mental powers
but for happening that astonished the
village almost to ,stupefaction. The
tongues OF the gosslps moved out TO pro-
duce chiilng Whispers over II.
1t CHANGED that Hardy Teiford was In
New YORK one night, where he frequent-
~ went on short business trips. he was
strolling through the Hoffman House,
had entered the celebrated bar therein.