The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-08-20
WHEN LIGHTNING HIT HIM.
A Badly singed Miner Tries to Tell
How He Felt.

From the Denver Evening Post.
Albert Mantey has escaped the jaws Of
death, survived the crack of doom-his
doom-and now lives to TAX of the terrors
of sudden humiliation or the lack of ter
ror which is more marvellous still. Mantcy
is a man OF giant frame, a miner 80 years
old who weighs 200 pounds. He lies in
the county hospital, burned from head to
heel sore, immovable, but getting better.
Mantey was struck by lightning last
Tuesday afternoon, fifteen miles from Den
yer, while he and H. r. Van Derck and
r. G. Fling, residents of Denver, We're
driving along in an express wagon toward
Mount Vernon, on a camping-out trip. The
fierce fire from heaven scared the flesh
on both sides of his face, along his breast
and down his back and spent it's sforce
upon metal truss which hung about his
ioins and probably saved his life. Van
Derck, who lay in the bottom of the wag-
on, and Fling, who sat beside Mantey, es-
capped without Injury, without even sus-
tanning a shock. one of the horses al
tached to the vehicle was killed. 4
II don't know how to begin TO tell about
IT," said Mantey yesterday. There was
so much about it that l cane describe, 50
much glare, such a queer feeling of
don't know how TO tell you-a hot feeling
in my head, not unpleasant though, and
a sort of notion that I was flying apart.
ell into little strips light, like feather,
floating away into yellow space"
But how did you feel when it hap
pened?" he was asked
well, that's just it," said Mantey
There seems TO be little bruised spot IN
my mind. and when | try TO turn my
memory back 90 clat time it hurts"
What hurts your head?''
mo, my mind; it don't seem to be my
| head l can't locate it."
TRY TO reco.Iect, viii your" he was
urged.
well. we We're jogging along. Fling
was talking about something, I dom
know just what / wasn't paying much
attention to him. l was thinking about
| something else-I was thinking-my, how
my minds hurts
what We're you thinking"
you'll laugh at me- Il was such a darn
| fool thing" said Mantey; but there had
been some rain, and / was looking a the
! horse that logged along ahead on my side
Of the wagon. The heavy breeching, you
| know. the leather strips, the back part OF
| the harness that goes over the hips, was
beginning to chafe the hair of his sides
or so it looked TO me-
| AT every jog it rubbed him more. and
his skin was beginning to finch under ii
| and / was just going to tell Fling that
| thought we ought to stop and loosen ul
| the harness in some way, or drop the
! breeding altogether when-the yellow
came. That's the only way / can describ,
1.-THE yellow fash that came and stayed
THE funny part of it was that IT.
amongst all the other feelings / could see
that Old horse jogging along-not all OF
| him. you know, just his hips and the
breeding that kept rubbing I dldnU
have an ache or a pain Mantey wen
on, mot the first biz OF trouble. | didni
even know that anything had happened
only ! wondered at the yellow that wa.
! everywhere, and the hot feeling in my
head. and l thought il was kind of strang,
that ! should feel So light and an spi
up. ! couldn't see anything but the old
horses hips. ana 81 looked after awhile
az II we were away up In the air some.
where / a-hoaung and he just iogginl
along the same as over-Goe, how m,
mind pains met"
And how long did this last?"
81 don't know how long. but il was tll
! fell something sting my face Then th,
| yellow aud The Old horse faded away and
The doctor said. How arc you. Manteyr
| uud / said. What, mo7 I'm aU ughtr
/ Ana Then ] hauJ myself 900 bundled ur
/ ~ cotton and any aches ana pains sel