Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-11-25
SAVED FROM THE GRAVE.
How a Dream Rescued Woman From
 Terrible Death.


 MT. Jones was a popular young busi- uess 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 a constancy not often seen, she died-that is, she appeared to be dead. There was no question about it in the doctors mind. A certificate was issued and an under taker called in. But for the fortunate circumstance that Mir. Jones was 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 9 valuable witness, as 1t 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, a long time, fell into troubled sleep. In the middle of the night he heard voice calling his name. George, George" The tones were not familiar to him; they did not recall the voice of his wife.
 Still conceiving himself the victim of a dream. he again went to sleep. It was daybreak before the voice was heard again, and this time 1t could not be ignored He recognized 1t 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 ill his ears. So real was 1t 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 ceme- tery! She is alive! She is calling mew The uncle, skeptical as he was by nature, was carried away by Jones' impetuosity. Both men threw on some clothing, and, while one harnessed a horse to light buggy, the other pro- cured spades. Thus equipped, they drove to the cemetery at 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. It was firmly fixed in bis 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 disheyeled, they at last reached the coffin and wrenched of 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-