Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1892-02-29
ON THE ROOF.

you have. Tho old story DOCKS are run
of such tales. can remember dozens OF
them-stories reeking with gore and
dank with dungeons, and grewsome with
ghosts and other uncanny things The
heroine, and sometimes the hero, goes to
bed at night with hair as black rs the
ravens wing, and along in tho night
come the horrors, whatever they are, and
in the morning the raven hair has turned
a snowy white.
Lean remember, too, that never used
to take any stock in such stories. l used
to hear them read. and get up quite
respectable thrill at the most horrible
portions, especially when tho candle
flickered awhile, leaving everybody In
total darkness, just as deep groan was
heard or long, shuddering cry, like tho
wind through the weeping willows in a
graveyard.
Oh, yes! l was quite susceptible to
touching passages like those, and l used
to hurry up to bed and tuck my head
under tho clothes and shiver with the
most timid of them. But somehow or
| other could not accept the hair turning
part of the story. knew that hair,
| black or white, could stand OH end, but
| that n good head OF black hair would
| bleach itself out between dark and day
| light was little too much to swallow.
| know better now. have had a lit
| tie experience OF my own which-but
perhaps it is best TO tell the story as it
| occurred.
1t was OH the roof of the cathedral at
| Milan We had climbed the stairs in
the late afternoon of beautiful spring
day, after paying tho custodian the in
significant price he asked for all the
| glories visible from the elevated station.
We had looked through the telescope
| for another fee-and had each assured
the others that we saw Mont Blanc per-
fectly well, without for n moment be-
lieving what the others said or convinc-
ing them that we told the truth, and
had ended our climbs by ascending to
the highest point under the lantern-if
| it is lantern--by the corkscrew stair
case, which will scarcely permit any but
the thinnest persons to pass when one is
| going mp and the other coming down.
We were party of four, and when
the roof was reached tho youngest pro-
posed n ramble over that portion of the
structure. To this all but myself as
sented | was tired and proposed to
rest awhile at the foot of the tower
stairs. where tho others were to pick me
up Oh their return, so that we might all
descend together. This was satisfac-
tory and off they started.
For n time | was quite comfortable,
and paid no attention to the passage OF
time but | suddenly noticed that il was
getting dark and that my companions
had not returned. called to them first
in n moderate tone Of voice, then more
loudly, but received no answer.
Fearing that they would be belated on
the roof | started in search of them.
walked the entire length of the ridge Of
the main roof and peered down all the
side passages in the gathering dusk, but
caught no glimpse of my companions.
Then descended to the roof of the aisle
and made search there which was also
fruitless. | became alarmed as the light
failed, and ran from one point to an
other, calling out as | ran, until found,
to my great distress, that had lost my
|
Of the great city and hear the distant
rumbling of the carriages as they drove
past on the stony streets.
But was as effectually lost for the
moment as if had been in the heart of
an African jungle without compass
and no Stanley on the alert TO hunt Inc
up. In the excitement and despair
which the consciousness Of this fact pro-
duced, rushed about so wildly that l
slipped and fell on n long fight of stone
steps, wet with the dew which had be-
gun TO fall. l was not conscious of any
serious injury from the fall, but when
brought up at the foot of the stairs and
tried to regain my footing, found, to
my despair and horror, that was utter
ly unable to move my limbs. | was par
alyzed
The mental agony suffered is incon-
ceivable. Yet curiously enough spent
the first moments in speculating as to
the exact nature of the injury had sus-
tanned. Had broken my back or SIM
ply injured my spinal cord? tried to
recall what l had heard my doctor
friends say about injuries of similar
character, but could not seem to remem-
Der anything definite. The words, "the
fifth pair" flashed into my mind and ap.
peared to connect themselves in some
way with my condition; but whether il
was the fifth pair of nerves or ribs, or OF
something else, could not make out.
could not understand either how
could have been so seriously injured
without any sensible shock, but that my
power Of locomotion was gone there was
no doubt. could move my hands and
began to speculate on the number OF
things one could do with ones hands
alone This occupied mo for what
seemed to be an hour; but as the train
of thought was interrupted by clock
striking the hour os midnight, con-
cluded it must have been much longer,
and wondered had not heard the pre-.
ceding hours.
Suddenly the full horror of my condi.
tion flashed upon me. was not only
doomed to remain where was, helpless
and alone, during the long chilly hours
of the night, but there was no certainty
that would ever get away alive. My
friends would never dream that waa
there. They had undoubtedly con,
cluded that had gone down. and II
,hcv ,nissad o,a vvould search every.