Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-11-01

! plain and the bats ana nouns began ~
| come out as the sun sank out OF slght:
! They brushed our faces as we continued
! 10 march the Mexican TO and fro. Pres
| entity eft the work to Jock. and rlggeu
NJ a pine torch for a signal light on the
poe which I took from the wagon. Inc
! loo took some time, but at length l got
the light fairly lar.ng.
Look at his face, Jock Whispered 70
! me as l came back 20 him.
II was a shocking sight under the
Aickering rays. swollen, distorted, HVid.
! The mans arm was swollen, TOO, as
\ felt when / took my place TO support
] him. His movements were ietharg-c
and heavy. so that wondered that JOCK
unai5ed. could have kept him moving
Give i'm more brandy" Jock d.
rec-rd more: that's it. He's mad near
] " All the bottle. There's a chance, he
VEN on presently; Il really beileVe
/ mere IS / thought he'd have been dead
before now. Maybe he don't mean ny
inc after all. A white man'd have Deeh
/ dead half an hour ago.
81 wish the d0ctOrd come.
Mighty little good wishing
THE DOCTORS ADVENT.
The weary tramp went on. Twice
/ had 10 reDlenisn the beacon torch ana
once more we gave the Mexican guip
of The brandy. which finished the bot
/ tle As I was fixing the torch FOR the
taird time heard a shout down the can
Won l answered with all my might,
and in a few minutes Jim Kelly and the
doctor rode into the circle OF the harlng
I light.
"Alive?" the doctor said.
alive. yes" said Jock; "alive and
that's about all He can't speak.
What have YOU given him-brandy?
That's right How much?'
A bO,tleful.
Right and you've kept him awake.
That's n. He won't die now. Wonder
ful fellow, these greasers. He'd have
/ died before this if he meant dying. Let's
/ see the wound
The candle burned as quickly in the
/ still air as in a room. The Mexican
foo. was swollen so that 1t scarcely
/ looked like a human member, but in the
midst of the purple swelling was a Whlte
/ circle with a little blue mark, plainly
/ evident for its center The Mexican
seemed to feel no pain, even when the
doctor handled the wound and pressed
/ il upward with his fingers.
Hold the candle close he said. It's
blamed strange" he added, blamed
strange" pecking al the little blue
mark with mis- forceps. The fang's in
/ the wound yet. l never heard of that
/ happening before. Shake him bit;
( don't let him go drowsy.'
His swollen limbs wabbed like jelly
under the treatment 1t was horrible.
The doctor gave a little dig, then
| little tug with his foIceps. Presently
he held up to the candle in the clutch
of the forceps, a long white spine and
regarded it curiously Then he said in
| a hollow voice: do you know what
| il is? 1t IS not a fang at all; it's a
cactus spike"
| What
IT WAS ONLY A THORN.
A strangely peOpled lttle group Of men
gazad into each others faces with ques-
| tioning eyes, under the stars that twin
! kled out over the snow-topped edges Of
the Sierras.
Only a thorn"
Look at it," the doctor said. "You
can see the thing for yourselves"
One after the other we examined the
/ spine. feeling its point with fingerthat
we certainly should not have ventured
near il had il been poison fang. And
there's nothing else in the wound?'
Jock asked.
Not a thing else"
And you mean TO tell me that I've
wasted two hours of my time to say
nothing of a bottle of our best brandy
! in walking about a gresser that has
nothing the matter but thorn in his
| foot? Well I am darned."
! That's abOu. what you've been do
4 ing" the doctor said quietly.
"Weu. I'm darned Jock turned with
a look of righteous wrath to the
wretched Mexican, who was lying in
coma,ose heap in my arms, but the first
sign. Of his face checked the words un-
/ spoken.
Shake him up; keep him waking"
! the doctor cried.
But you don't mean to tell me-" Jock
began agsin when he had succeeded in
arousing some sign of life in Louie, chat
all that pointing at mis- distended feat
ures. is the cactus thorn?'
There's not mite else in the
wound"
well. I'm darned."
"All the same" the doctor added qui-
ely, he'd have died if you hadn't kept
him going
Died, What of"
Snake bite; shake him up there; don't
let him go drowsy"
Snake bite! Heavens and earth, I
| thought you said there was nothing in
his foot beyond he thorn? o"
INFLUENCE OF MIND OVER BODY.
Then the doctor went up to Jock and
laid a hand on each of his shoulders, and
said. vry slowly and distinctly: you
mark me, Jock Peters, we're in face of
a bigger thing tonight than snake bite.
We're in face of one of the biggest and
| ultimatest facts of human nature, and
one Of the biggest mys,eries-the intlu-
ence of the mind upon the body. I've
| heard of something like this case be-
fore. although I've never seen it. nor
never thought l should; and that in
| connection with a cOolie and cobra in
India. In that case, too, there was no
! snake bite. although there was a snake.
| The cOOle saw the snake it darted from
| beneath his feet. and a the moment
Qikely from the start he gave a thorn
| pierced his foot. just as il happened to
the greaser. And that man, TOO, the
same as this man here, swelled up,
showed all the symptoms of snake pio-
| soning. and died. Tbs man We'll save.
You. Jock. have practically saved him
bv keeping him moving and cOunteract-