Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1896-03-06


for pottering about in scientific
messes, and he found kindred spirit
in Wilson, whose hobby was birds. 1t
was really to get some specimens that
he had originally proposed this expe-
dition.
by the way, Wilson, said Phil,
'have you ever managed TO get hold
of any curare?'
"Curare?' said Wilson. 4 don't
know what it is; what is it?'
Probably it has got some other
name out here. We called it curare
in Oxford-Indian arrow poison, You
know
'Oh! you mean "wourali." No,
l can't say I have. and I don't think
] want to, either. 1t isn't a very safe
plaything.'
Safe enough said Phil, $50 long
as you haven't any cuts or scratches
on your hands
For heavens sake, shut up that
scientific shop!' l exclaimed. We've
come out here to enjoy ourselves, not
to talk like confounded British As.
sociation meeting.
| "'Poor old Mac said Phil, :'what
shall we talk about? Will billiards do
or waitresses?' -
"'Drop it, PHIL said; I cont
want to be bear. but your jargon
isn't very interesting to chap who
hardly knows an ology from IN ism.
Let's ha,e something to eat
eve found q shady spot under some
| bushes to have our meal in. We were
Just lighting up afterwards, and / was
holding the match to my pipe when
something flashed out of the bushes
| and knocked the pipe out of my mouth.
What's that? 2 said Phil, starting
up.
"'It's dagger, I said. Just see
what's behind those bushes, you chaps,
while tie my handkerchief around
this hand. I've got bit of scratch.
If it's "The Queen" let her go.
Thank goodness she missed my face
SIT was The Queen They caught
sight of her among the bushes, but she
got away all right. They didn't fol-
low her far, but came back to see if
was much hurt.
"It's nothing serious, I said; eonly
q scratch, but I think my nerves must
be bit upset. 1t has made me feel
horribly ti,ed. I'll go and lie down in
the boat for while, and let you fell
lows finish your smoke. I've got a
bit OF head
'Mackay, you're crying, exclaimed
Wilson, and the sweat is simply pour
ing down your face. You're pretty
badly hurt
"'Crying!' shouted Phil. Wilson,
that dagger is poisonedv
Poisoned? You don't mean
"'Yes, I do. It's "wouralia;" copi-
GUS secretion of sweat and tears, head
ache, feeling of extreme lassitude-
those are the exact symptoms. OF
with that bandage, Mac
"'Good heavens he's done for,
said Wilson.
"'Done for? Not bit of it, of
with that bandage; I'm going to suck
the woundp
81 had just got energy enough left
to protest against his doing this, but
he insisted, and 1 was too feeble to
prevent him.
Nonsense, man, he said; I'm safe
enough. The stuff isn't poison taken
internally, even if do manage to
swallow some.
'sHe put his lips to the wound, and
then closed my eyes and everything
became blank.
cit must have been hours afterwa.d
that I began to regain, I can't say
consciousness, but an indefinite SEN
sation OF existence and horrible
WEAKNESS. 1t seemed to me that was
swimming on and on somewhere in a
vague, purposeless way, and l was
very, very tired. I called it swim
ming, but that isn't an exact descrip.
tion. could feel my arms moving
back and fore with steady rhythmi.
COL motion, but the rest of my body
was absolutely still. was almost suf-
locating for want of air, but l didn't
seem to have strength to gasp. How
long that sensation lasted can't say,
but it must have been a very long
time. l wouldn't voluntarily go
through another hour of such unutter-
able and helpless misery TOR anything
you could offer me. I tell you it has
given me my theory OF what future
punishment may be like.
GAS consciousness gradually re.
turned. the feeling of infinite weari-
ness became more and more unbeara.
BILE. My arms were still swinging
backwards and forwards like couple
of animated pump handles and l was
quite unable either to stop them or to
move any other part OF my body. Try
and imagine the sensation; 1t was
simply awful.
"When did finally come to myself |
SO far as to know what was going on,
l did it pretty thoroughly. You know
the theory that when man loses the
use OF his eyes, his senses of touch and |
hearing become unusually accute |
From my experience that day can |
quite believe it. hal lost all power
OF mot on, and my percoptive facul.
ties became, to compensate, most uu.
comfortably keen. felt as though l |
could almost SEE through my closed
eyelids.
"Phil told me afterwards that the
pecnliarity OF 'wourali' poisoning is
that II tue dose is not very large. only
the nerves OF motion are paralyzed,
while those OF sensation become ab.
normally sensitive knew everything
iuat Was goilg on arounl ma. aud /