The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-09-15
The Death Bible.


British museum put into my hands
some work connected with an ancient
Italian translation Of the Bible. In
order that might carry out this work
with proper thoroughness, searched
the establishments of book dealers I'M
til had unearthed the volume which
required. 1t was exceedingly small,
and the type was so minute that 1t
was only with the aid of strong glasses,
and by holding the book close to my
eyes, that was able to read the lines.
Nevertheless, the volume in question
was the one which desired, and hav-
ing written check FOR the amount Of
the purchase, carried away my prize
with much satisfaction.
On the following morning I worked
for several hours feeling throughout
my labors feeling of strange weari-
ness. This sensation was mex
plicable. I had descended to my
study, alert. energetic, blithe
and happy, but scarcely had my eyes
feeling Of stupor sank into my blood.
clutched at my throat.
Strange what tricks the liver will
play with mans constitution"
murmured as I rose and went out into
the garden in order to obtain breath
of resh air. This revived me some
what, and then resumed my work I'M
til luncheon, but when strove to swal-
low food l found myself quite unable
to do so, for the sensation Of nausea
which had returned on my recommend
ing work was with me still.
I therefore resolved to do no more
work that day, but to run over to Ken
sington and see my doctor. He was
away from his house, visiting patients,
when I arrived, but after short In
terval he came hustling into the room
and held out his hand.
Come surely you are not here to
consult me professionally, my dear
Mr.. Ailardyce," he exclaimed, "for only
last week, when met you in town, you
told me that you were in the pink Of
condition"
Look at me, now, DOCTOR" I said
with shrug of my shoulders, land
see if you think I am still in that de-
lightful state"
Him, you certainly are not" he
made answer, his manner at once as
Stunning the professional solemnity
which the occasion seemed to demand.
LET me look at your tongue"
I thrust forward that member as he
requested, and after he had inspected
the same attentively, he proceeded to
put me through the usual examination
customary at such interviews. Did 1
take my meals regularly; how many
nj T n
had I been keeping late hours; did I
study more than was fitting, and so
forth. To all these questions return
ed satisfactory replies, and proved that
I had done nothing to explain my pres
ent unhealthy condition. The genial
medico seemed somewhat amazed at
first, but presently fell back upon the
time honored cause of all trivial all
ments-the weather.
Evidently the changes in the tenn
perature of late have affected your
health" he remarked, you merely re-
quire something to quicken the action
of the heart, and I will write you a
prescription. Take the medicine three
times a day, go in for moderate exer-
else, and continue to eat Sparingly.
And-er-if you don't get better very
quickly, send for me, and I will make
a thorough examination of you at your
house."
He sat down at his long table, wrote
the prescription, handed the same to
me with smile, and then, with a few
pleasant words, bowed me out.
/ went home, dined, smoked my GUS
tomary cigar, and then, having taken
my medicine, read for couple of hours
before retiring to bed. Next morning
I began to feel myself again, but hard
ly had 1 commenced work before the
old siclly feeling came back to me.
II must struggle against this nausea
as best / can," murmured to myself;
perhaps fancy has as much to do with
1t as anything else"
At that moment my servant entered
with a letter which had been dispatch
ed by special messenger. 1t was from
the museum authorities, and it re-
quested that the first twenty pages of
my manuscript should be in their
hands by the following day. This was
most important, said the note, and Mr..
-, the librarian, earnestly hoped
would comply with his demand.
seized my pen and wrote as follows:
Dear Mr..
IT have received your letter by mes
senger, and will exert my best efforts
to do what you ask.
Faithfully yours,
Lewis Allardyce.
Having sent off this brief missive, I
rang my bell and told my servant that
I would take my meals that day in the
study in order that 1 might not be in
terrupted in the work that lay before
me. Then, dismissing all other
thoughts from my brain, I took up the
Bible and resumed my labors.