Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1891-07-25

every afternoon to the cemetery t.
the offices of the church for n perlofr
OF humanity like these. He rensa 'sas "Aa
one eternal unchanging Friend n sos
great Disinterested, whom "a ,a e4' ols
days OF prosperity, but to WHOM, ~ - 81 q
In times Of trouble eeaca
The four men from nowbera-,.,.,
klth nor kin-at the request Of tba u
man proceeded with the bo5s s,'s'E
pauper woman to the grave Il ~ -
lance IS the cart rattling back to IN u
Horrorl What strange movsy,s sas ety
collin Is thati One man looks steaItb5i1 20
his neighbor. Nothing, Of coursef
nationl Yet fFightful sensation o,a.sas
him. To be buried alive Hideo1ss va -
/ The procession passes somewhat bur.,. -a l'
/ A poor old pauper woman; there il 10y
casion IL be particularly deeoron, = y
/ pauper less in the world. Much bstt.. oa
of the world than in It'll No one Wssr. "a =
I grieyes. W
! Again that strange vibration. az q -
( terrible box was convulsed. paurbl "
4 sensel Christi what a noise. Neva, ~
a sound came from earth. a
One OF the men in front LOOKS aroprs
with a white face. He meets another 49,.
of eyes fixed with horror. Before tbe,n S ~
walks the clergyman reciting, "IsmI.
1 resurrection and the life" a few St.
Cling people about the cemetery have fsy1ss
into line as the little band moves onws.5
/ Now they are at the tomb-a long. ma,
/ GUS looking receptacle built agaiDst h.
brick wall of the cemetery, containing ro,,
and rows Of shelves.
A cheerful looking man with red f...
holding a trowel in his hand, sits besid. !,
great pile Of fresh mortar. II is his oocn'
1 patton to seal up the ovens, as the mol,
/ shelves are called.
/ The clergyman still read. A young chud
with gold colored hair that strays from h,
mother to pick wandering wins giyss
( little shrek Of ecstasy.
The four men push the box into tn. ~
( ceptacle. A trightful scraping sound min.
gled with most unearthly cry. The two
men who had looked at each other again
exchange glances. The face Of one is lIvd
Another sound and the two simultaneous
ly drag forth the coffin and place it on the
ground The Clergyman stops reading
]
man who had walked in front of the coffin
/ "The woman is alive" said the man With
{ the dark face, and they began to tear open
! the coffin. The man with the trowel CONES
/ to assist. The excitement is intense. Who
ever heard Of such thingP In books. or
In the medical journals, perhaps, bu! In
/ life, ueverl
/ The men work in hurried silence Al
length they have pried up the long nails
/ The dark man tears open the lid and with.
in the long pine box, without any sort
of decorative adornment, lies the poor,
shrunken, attenuated paper woman, The
light of the moon l. brilliant in the sky
! the light that beauties everything but
the human countenance--is absolutely IN
sparing and intensifes the ugliness Of tht
wretched, toilworn face. All look at be-
with brcathless curiosity. She belong
TO nobody. She has no friends. No on
knows what to do. Apparently she
dead
After all the noise was mistake, tn
man with che white face steps back, a
though be relinquished all sense OF II
sponsibility. The man with the dark fac
bends over the woman. This act helps a
of the others TO fresh interest Their face
ask, SIS she dead" The decisive man feel
her hands; quite cold; her face cold alsc
Then with an energy born of conviction
lifts the woman up, putting his arm undt
her waist. She is not stiff at ALI He
eyes open; she looks at him. The spects
tors gaze in shocked amazement; the dar
man feels faint. The corpse moves, lifts
thin yellow, hand, then breaks the awtr
silence by saying querulously, II though
you would never hearW then, Get N
some water. Marcia Davies in New Oh
leans Times Democrat