The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1891-11-13
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One day Miss Mignonette read a Won
derful account in a y~eracious newspaper
concerning a frog which had been found
alive in a marble block. She was startled.
What if her cone contained some ami
mal-a bear-a MISUNDERSTANDING
This girl had some sense. She actually
reasoned. She felt that If it contained
anything the mysterious object must be
something higher, nobler than she, to so
fascinate her.
Should she smash it and end the mys-
terry? MOI Why spoil forever her idol?
Again and again she caressed it, but
always one end of it, Suppose the end
toward which she was so irresistibly
drawn were the head?
Miss Mignonette, after reading the
frog story, grew so craZed with the pos
sible romance Of the situation that she
at last became possessed with the belief
that there was a hi inside. What if it
were true? He could not be dead, no,
only in a rance. He must be young and
handsome. Yes, he must be the idol Of
her dreams, for whom she had searched
the world Her future lord had been
found at last Dame Nature had granted
her prayer and in the most romantic
way ever conceived, yea, inconeeivable
even to the widest fighted novelist, had
enabled her to find her lover in stone,
She would break the seal, the long seal
that had hidden him from the world,
She would dress TO receive him. There
should be no one else present. He should
awake from his long dream from the in
visible world, should open his eyes on
her loeeliness, should awake to life and
the world in her arms.
She arrayed herself gloriously. Her
dark hair was arranged with white
bands about it. A simple flowing gown
of white enyeloped her form, and over
it was the faintest white fabric Of illu-
sion, so delicate as to deceive the eye.
Her brown eyes. large and long lashed,
shone with JOY. Her feet We're incased
in tiny sandals. The nails Of her delicate
fingers shone pink hued, like the shell of
Il pearl. She was arrayed at last, ready
with e~ndearing terms to receive her
lover from his case Of stone. lncan-
descent lamps shed q soft, mellow glow
over the room, on the cone, enhancing
the glorious beauty Of the girl.
With Il sharp chisel she began to in
dent Il crease on the entire length of the
cone. Gradually the crease deepened,
Often she placed her ear to the opening,
trying to catch some sound, some moye-
ment. The opening arrived at a depth
where the cone could be split open with
out injury to the inmate. She inserted
several chisels and with a hammer gent
ly began the splitting process,
As the tomb began to open she paused.
She was scared. The man would really
be as in death. How could she revive
him unless he Immediately came to life?
Suppose he weFe completely dead. What
could she tell the authorities that which
they would believe and not convict her
as a murderess2
Gradually her courage came back. She
would save him somehow. Had not ma
ture granted aer prayer and sent her a
husband in the most mysterious, TO-
mantle fashion: Surely the power which
sent him to her 20 be rescued would en-
able her to r-store him to life. She gave
several taps md the 0 n divided in
twain.
In the mopning they found her in the
museum in Il dead faint. She did not re-
vive for many days. Beside her were
two halves of the cone of silicious sinter.
The occupant, which lay beside her, was
the limbless trunk of a dead tree.-Wil-
liam Fl. Ballou in New York Evening
Telegram