The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-28

delirfum induced by the attack, and it
was specially enjoyable.
This condition must have endured
! through the night, for 1t seemed that
lived many days and nights in an &C.
stacy, without consciousness of pain
Then for time there was darkness and I
slept. Something thrown down with a
bang awakened me. Two men had
brought in pine coffin and one asked the
other for drink before doing anything
more. They drank from a black bottle
q" Now tumble the chick into his she'll >
said the elder of the two, for this is 4
busy day. Cholera is a queer customer to
deal with, but it brings clean dollars to
us
What splendid stiff he'd make said
the other Old DR.. J. wants a good one
badly, but he doesn't want cholera sub
he'd died Of cholera. Wen call it brown
critters
'All right. Old jill give $50 for good
one, and Wen make thisn do. Bear a
hand and shove him into the case
IAN this time I strove to move or cry
out, but'it was useless. / could as easily
have removed the world from the Shout
ders of Atlas as move finger. My doom
seemed inevitable. They lifted me into
the coffin with as little feeling as they
would have handled a sack of corn. Then
followed the grewsome interlude of nail
ing down the lid. Once the hammer
slipped and pounded the nailer's finger, at
which he said 'D-n II! and 1 was par
TALLY consoled by the pertinent phrase
THE coffin was a liberal one, very
large, giving me room to move il the
power to do so ever returned, and the
nails were not driven quite home, leav
ing plenty of opening for air.
II was buried in potters' field. Arriving
there, l was lifted carefully from the
cart and lowered into a grave. under
stood every motion, but was apparently
dead as block of marble, except in the
spiritual sense. Oh, God! If l could but
call out or kick off that lid
Earth was thrown upon the coffin, but
only a few spadesful. Then / was left
ever heard or read came back to my
mind; stories of vampires and ghouls, of
people resuscitated after leaving the
hands of the executioner; how galvanism
had recalled to life persons supposed to
have died; the reinstatement in mortality
of Ruy Bias, and how the sacriligious
sexton of Nuremberg had entered the
vault of high born dame to despoll her
person of a rich jewel and when he cut off
her finger the blood flowed and she re-
turned to life and lived many years.
II was engaged in these reflections when
again the sound of the spade manifested
itself above me. Thank God! l would
get out of that grave, if for no other pur-
pose than dissection The word had no
terror then. In 10 minutes / was out of the
coffin, in a sack and deposited in an easy
riding carriage. They drove straight to
DR.. Us, where 1 was left in a room used
by the good doctor for private investiga-
tons They told him l had died of bron-
chts.
In prompt order was on the dissect-
ing table and the good doctor made a
careful examination.
"A remarkable corpse said he mus
ingly, and very fresh and healthy.
Doesn't look like one that ought TO go to
potter's field. Perhaps he was a stranger
in the city and his fate will never be
known TO a kind father and loving moth
err Bronchitis they said, but / don't be-
lieve It. I'll examine his lungs
"He made a slight incision and blood
followed the knife IN a ruddy stream. 1
uttered a shrek and Immediately sat up
with the knife in my throat, where the
doctor IN his sudden chill Of terror had
left a. For a moment he was ashy pale
and speechless with establishment. Then
he exclaimed;
Back 10 life, by heavcnsi How came
you 10 be buried resurrected and almost
murdered without finding II outY
II uttered a few words and came near
faintng. The dQetoF bg9pght me wine.