The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-12-08

DPi dlS DdCh Wl1l O. OIy Ol aOIIOl yer hypodermic syringe and punctured the dead mans skin over the heart. This was done every 21 minutes. The drug was the result of Dr. Trexle's years of labors in his laboratory and was the secret of the operation which he claimed would return life to anybody which was not mutiIated and had not been dead over F hours.
 
 The first movement of the dead man came sooner than Dr. Trexle evidently had expected A sparrow, probably wet and cold from the storm piped ptifully from somewhere up under the caves of the room and as Stowe glanced up from his work, his strained nerves vibrating with the faint tweet oe the bird. he saw that the background behind the drawn window shades was fast getting lighter As he leaned over the bed, his mind for moment wandering away from his work as he stared at the drawn window blind, there was a long drawn out, hiss ing, lonesome whine from the wind out side. It was merely audible inside the room, but Stowes over-cxcited nerves re- corded it as a piercing scream and he in voluntarily jumped back before he real- zed what 1t was.
 As he jumped the dead mans arms were thrown upward and outward and the middle of his body raised from the bed until it appeared Lo be resting on the extremities alone.
 Stowe stood like cornered panther. not an eyelash moving. his body crouched, his narrowed eye fastened on the bed. his forehead wrinkled and the muscles of his throat twitching with spasmodic qtivers. For moment, to Stowe 1t seemed a long one, the dead mans body seemed 10 boise itself and stiffen; then, like flash. there a relaxation and 1t fell to the he'd. limp and Timber. the head dropping side- wise. The only movement Stowe made was to crouch lower as the body fell; then, after moment, he took a step to the bed and felt for pulse beat. There was none
 Remembering the second note he wa, to read for instructions after the first movement occurred, Stowe hastened into the office, found the note in the desk drawer. returned to the room where the body lay. dropped into great leather up- holstered chair and read:
 My Dear Friend Carl:
 You have always been my closet friend and in this last thing you have not failed me. Your last service as d friend of mine has been performed. Although | have deceived you, let only sorrow fill your heart; I have thought long, and there no other way.
 As you read tlR!s, my friend am dead. What you have been administer. ing to my body every 2l minutes was not my discovery of a restorative from death. have made none My lifes la bors have been in vain. realized this last night; lost my desire to ike; I loathed to commit suicide. [ wanted you with me-when I went. We two had always been friends. or course, you VIII never tell anyone of what has occurred tonight and you need never know what you have given me if you do not anaI- yze it.
 And, now, my dear Carl, goodbye. n have not taken ehloroform, as |. told YOU. will be fully conscious as you admin ister the first two or three char ges and if you turn your back hope to get one last, farewell look at you AilayF your sorrow by rememb erin- that you have done me the last favor | ever ask of you. ,-f,. s
 Good-bye. Carl Goodbye, T.. have fought my battle with Death and --lost" lf.t +r4 .t#
 As the last idea strucK Stowe the paper huttered from his treri ri5lng hand and qnivered to the floor In front of him. He dropped his head to his hands as his el- bows rested upon his knees and hfs eyes fastened on the last sentence the sheet. Every spot of color had left his face. Streams of precipitation triclSled down his cheeks His eyes assumed wild. glassy, staring look they peered straight forward at that last sentence,, The sparrow under the caves again piped its plaintive wall and the wind afar oft whistled and came nearer and nearer and nearer. It struck the window and the rain beat against tIse panss;s and sttll Stowe sat- and looked, and looked and looked out of eyes which did not sss.