The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1908-12-31
SAVED FROM TIE GRAVE.
How a Dream Rescued Woman From
Terrible Death.

TOW dream rescued woman FROM
a Terrible Death.
Mr.. Jones was Il popular young bust
ness man in the city Of B. His wife
was woman of strong emotion and
most delicate perceptions. Between
them there existed rare sympathy
which extended to all the faculties.
Mrs. Jones fell ill, and after few
weeks agony, during which her hus-
band waited on her with Il constancy
not often seen, she died-that is, she
appeared to be dead. There was no
question about it in the doctors mind
certificate was issued and an under
taker called in. But for the fortunate
circumstance that Mr.. Jones svas op-
posed to embalming there would be no
story to tell unless it were Of another
person apparently dead who was re-
vived for moment under the lunge Of
the embalmer's knife.
Saved from that fate, Mrs. Jones was
laid out in her burial robe, placed in a
coffin and on the third day was buried
in a cemetery some distance away.
Her husband was greatly affected, so
much that his relatives feared an at
tack of melancholia His uncle, wish
ing to arouse his spirits and divert his
attention, remained in the house the
night after the funeral and was a
valuable witness, as it proved, of an
event so astounding as to be almost
beyond belief.
For an hour or two that evening they
talked chiefly about the dead and then
went to bed. Mr.. Jones, after tossing
upon his pillow for long time, fell
into a troubled sleep. In the middle
of the night he heard voice calling
his name, George, Georgev' The
tones were not familiar to him; they
did not recall the voice Of his wife.
Still conceiving himself the victim of
dream, he again went to sleep. 1t
was daybreak before the voice was
heard again, and this time it could not
be ignored. He recognized it at last
as the voice of his wife in sore dis
tress calling upon him. She cried:
George! Save me! Save me, GeOrge!'
He sprang out of bed. trembling all
over. That despairing cry still rang i'll
his ears. So real was it that, although
he was awake and remembered per-
fectly the death, the funeral and all
that happened in the preceding four
days. he searched the room for her
who had thrice called him by name.
Finding that he was alone. he rush
ed into his uncle'S room crying: Get
up! Get up! We must go to the GENE
terry! She is alive! She is calling me!'
The uncle, skeptical as he was by
nature, was carried away by Jones
impetuosity. Both men threw on some
clothing, and, while one harnessed q
horse to light buggy, the other pro-
cured spades. Thus equipped, they
drove to the cemetery at a gallop. The
sun rose as they leaped out at the
grave and began to dig.
Mrs. Jones had been buried the pre-
viOuS afternoon. Her husband shovel
ed away the earth in a frenzy of en-
ergy. 1t was firmly fixed in his mind
that she had been buried alive and
that he might yet be in time to save
her. Inspired by his nephew's excite
ment, the uncle dug with vigor al
most as great as Jones'.
Begrimed and disheveled. they at
last reached the coffin and wrenched
off the lid Jones shrieked. His wife
was moving. She was trying feebly to
turn over in her narrow bed. She
gazed at him with eyes that saw not
She was unconscious of her situation.
He passed his arms about her and
lifted her out The two men removed
her from the grave, placed her in the
buggy and drove home. Physicians
were called in. Under close medical
care she slowly recovered. Every pre-
caution was taken to guard her from
the knowledge of what had happened
and all who were in the secret pledged
themselves to silence lest the shock
Of that revelation of her burial and
resurrection might prove fatal to her.
but the story leaked out later. when
Mrs Jones got about again.-Balti-
more Sun.