Richmond daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1876-1904, 1901-11-19
Old kenesaw. tie friend. the COM
forter and the confidant


Tie shadow that had fallen over the
hospital when his fatal Illness was
announced was momentariIy lifted
There was unusual activity in the
halls. An attendant had driven Or.
Blanks horse TO the entrance almost
at a Gallop. \ tall man with coal black
hair and pierein. black eyes jumped
out and FASTENED into the building Il
nurse was waiting to show him 10 the
patients side
Just outside the door of Old kene-
saws room DR.. Blank met the new ar
rival. John Wi.aert Ainsley. the eele-
brated hypnotist. There was a hasty
conversation iii whispers, brief his
tory Of the life of the patient. and Pro
fessor Ainsiey knew what was expect
ed of him. we must hurry" said DR..
Blank. 'and. for Gods sake. Ainsley.
don't fail
The hypnotist nodded his head, and
the two men no!Seiessiy entered the
room. The great specialist recognized
in this a supreme test of his skill and
resolved that his brilliant record should
not suffer. He stepped briskly to the
bedside and took the wrinkled hand of
the patient in his own. Then. without
a word. he eazed fixedly into the eyes
of the dying man.
The veteran, half unconscious by
reason of the terrible pain he was suf-
fering at first paid no heed TO the pow
erfui figure bending over him. For
few moments he groaned and tossed
about. but slowly. surely, the stronger
one was gaining the mastery.
T. Hon ff1ta hn
penetrating eyes and turned away. but
again he looked and again. He seem
ed powerless to look elsewhere. Grad
ually the moaning ceased: he became
less frantic. Presently the body was
motionless. The thin lips moved, but
no sound came from them. Only his
rapid, labored breathing could be
heard
Thus far the hypnotist had said
nothing. His dominating mind and in
tent gaze alone had silenced the cries
of pain. quieted the tortured body and
made the mind of his subject insensi /
BILE to the terrific process that was fast
bringing his lie to an end. But he
was going further. Selling both the
patients hands in his own. he shouted
Here comrade. comrade. Wake up,
Come, come: it will never do to lie
there! Come on. or the ambulance
corps will be picking you up! The bull
let stunned you. old man. Come on,
They need US at the front. Don't you
hear the cannon booming and the rifles
kenesaw. Kenesaw. Ken
esaw! Hooray. we've got 'em on the
runv
no lrrsfn hn1 = ,n
lying veteran listened to these startling
words he drew himself up to sit
ing posture and passed his wrinkIed
I'D hands over his glazing eyes as il
o remove something that was obscur-
ng his vision. Great beads of perspi-
alton stood out upon his pale face, and
IN uBearthly fire came into his eyes.
The lips that had failed few minutes
,efore now found utterance:
Hist! Is that you. Cottrell, old
ad lost you in that last charge. No,
o; it don't hurt now: jest a scratch.
our company? Sure, That's
ur guidon half way up the mountain
Iooray! Give it to 'em. boys! Come
n. Cot; give me your hand, old pard.
t seems a bit smoky. but come on;
we've got 'em on the run. Hooray.
1ooray! Hooray.'
AS the final shout of triumph came
rom his lips he sank back upon the
illow. and the sweet smile lingering
n the furrowed old face told that he
lad died happy Old keneSaw had
ought his last battle.-Chicago Rec
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