Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-06-26
SAVED BY A DISPUTE.
THE DOCTORS DISAGREED, AND HAY
 WARD BEGAN LIFE ANEW.

SnatchinG and a Return of Physical Pow CTS on the Dlssecting Table.
 To be buried alive while sorrowing friends are standing about the open grave and then come to life in a dissect- ing room is the actual experience of George Hayward, an Independence jew eler.
 Although years have elapsed since he was lowered gently into his grave, the memory of the moment when the under taker screwed down the Id of his coffin. shutting out the sunlight, and the sem satiOn he felt as he was lowered into the grave, while a funeral dirge was being chanted by the village choir, still re- mains to him as a horrible dream.
 He was conscious from the time he was pronounced dead until he was snatched from the grave by the medical fraternity and laid on tho dissocting ta- ble in the interest of science
 Mir Hayward still retains the grim recollections of hearing the damp earth falling on the coffin lid, mournful ac- compartment to the sobS of relatives.
 He was unable to help himself or make n sign, and knowing this, his agony was at times intense.
 His greatest agony of mind occurred whIn the sexton rounded up his grave on top and the sound of receding foot, steps smote his ear.
 MT. Hayward says that at this mo- mcnt hc fell into n dreamy sensation pc culiar to a drowning man. How long he remained in that condition he does not know, but his sense of living again came over him wken he heard a scraping on his coffin lid some little time after he had been buried. MT. Hayward is a man 69 years of age. He related his burial and resurrection with the uncon- cern of d man who does not fear death.
 It was in Marshalville, England, County Gloucestershire, where I was buried, said Mir. Hayward very grim ly. My father had large family Of boys, and he raised us all on the farm near the village. One day farm hand accidentally struck me on the head with pitchfork. was soon ill bed, md iii two weeks my eyes closed in what was supposed to be death, yet 1 was conscious of every movement round me, and was even able to open my eyes enough to sec many things.
 As soon as the undertaken arrived I knew that w:ls to be buried alive. Try as Iwould nothing could break the spell which bound me. Every action and ev- cry word spoken arc as distinct to my mind now as then. The undertaken ap- proachcd and the lid of my little prison house was fastened down. Life seemed all but gone when this took place, but, as I stated, no effort of mine could break the spell. The coffin was showed into the wagon, and the trundling of the vehicle sounded in my ears.
 II was conscious of the fact that was soon to be lowered into my grave. Strange aS it may seem, at times did not feel fear at my impending fate. The coffin was taken out of the wagon and lowered into the grave.
 In those days boxes were not used as receptacle for the coffin. The clods of earth fell heavy on the lid of the cas- kct. There 1 Was being Cntombcd alive, unable to speak or stay the hands of my friends.
 My effort tu move proved futile, and
  to lnc. suddenly the shuveling ceased, and the silence of tho tomb was com | plrtr did not seem to havc the fear that Il person would naturally expect under such circumstances.
 All remember is that the grave is lovely place, and the silence of the tomb was horribly oppressive. A dreamy sensation came over me, and a sense of sufrocation became apparent. My whole system WAS paralyzcd; were it other wise my struggles would have been des- peratc
 How long remained in this condi. tion do not know. The first sense of returning life came over mo when heard the scrlping of spade on my cof fin lid felt myself raised and borne away. 1 was taken out of my coffin not to my home, but to d dissecting room. 1 bchcld tho doctors who had waited on E!C at my home, dressed il | long, white aprons. In their hands they had knives. Through my half closed eyes l saw them engaged in . dispute They were trying to decide how to cut mo up. One argued one WAY, while thI other doctor took another view of tho matter. All this 1 Witnessed through my half open eyes. My sense of hearing was remarkably acute. Both approached th' table and opened my mouth to takc ou my tongue, when, by Suporhuman effort my cyelids were slightly raised. Tn, next thing heard was:
 "'Louk out, you fool, he is alive
 ''' He is dead, rrjuined the other doc tor.
 "Sec, he opens his eyes, continue, the first doctor. Tho other physician le his knife drop, and a short time afte that 1 commenced to recover rapidly Instead of cutting mo up they took m home. ] owed my life to the doctors dispute as to what ailed me during m, illness. '-hanSaS City Journal The NOvelist's Refuge.
 II cant bring my Jagged out fanc. up to the point of portraying the culmi hating love scene between the hero an' heroine of this story" soliloquized tn gifted novelist, "and I'll just say 'th interview between Roderick and Penel ope, those true hearts So sorely tried now so happily reunited at last, may b safely left to tho readers imagination. This may be little disappointing to tn F reader, but it flatters him and saves lot of work. There's cheating in all trade 2 but ours" continued the gifted novel