Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-14

with an The conviction OF my soul thai /
some perfectly rational and material
cause must he found.
A sight OF what really behetd
think ny gitation was far greater
Than il would have been had heheld
merely specter or wrath. The 81
pernatural may have It's tefors, but
taev are not boundleas However, TO
see one dead come back again, III The
nesh, and. smiling vaguely advance
with feeble, cropping hands. ealing
opa's name~-dear Heaven, What can
so terribly shock and distress the hu
man soul as that
| staggered back from the calssoh
doors, through which mad peeted'
and eiasped the edge Of ~ wnk
bench in he surgery to keen IRON
falling
4 "AleNandya.' ( gasped. and found
no other word. alexandra
The woman still cane on and on
with that strange smile ON her lips,
that far-seeing. all-appealin@ look III
The eyes that but an hour before !
thought | had CLOSED in death. Yes, It
was Alexandra herself MOI any Ihoat
Alexandra alive. breathing, think
ing. moving Alexandra. VINO mac
struggled back from the grave ana
once more sought for me- and called
my name.
"Oh. Myrah,." she whispered
"What-what does ali this mean
Mean" ! exclaimed, my whole
body shaking with an ague. my lips
trembling so that could scarcely
frame word. Mean"
"Myrah, dreamed | died - or
was !: a dream? Tell me-"
with terrible effort collected my
senses and pulled my shattered
strength together.
"A dream, Alexandria | man
aya,s to articulate. No. Not thai
esyc,,N-hoyc been very ili-you are bet
Ter now"
but remember talking 10 YOU o
death and burial, and saying sood'by
/ ano-and--"
knew | must divert her mind iroN
All this horror. She who had 50 nj
raculousIy returned from HeaVei
= knows what strange state OF suspend
. Cd animation must never know tn
truth. At every hazard that mus, b
2 concealed
:. lyon NAV have been dreaming
Z Alexandra" said |. soothinglv; am
now advanced to meet her, 10 circi
her with my arm and lead her bacl
). into The ward again,
- Now at last you are awake, Come
q Rest again and lct me-
She put me back from her with
ropelling hand.
no. Myrah," she denied 'lt wa
no dream. | understand the lru1ii.
=, recall your liheratine me, my hour o
!. triumph. the fading Of my forces, Ia
;. seeming death thar trancod me. a
realities. every one And now this
a. reality too-~thiS life that feel wet
=, mg IN in me again. Immortal ne
-. uerhaps. Who shall say? Look at m
- face and tell me--lell me what Yo
:, see"
u .crutInzed her closely my heal
a now beating less wildly and my om'
+. lions once more unde: control.
"What do | see?' exclaimed, a
tonisbed. Can IL be- that--that-'
+, That beauty is returning. too, yo
81 mean?" she cried passonatelN. al
i. | feel It, Myrah' | feel the thrill
i fresh Vitality once more returning.
II seems to leap and CULVER in my blood
e. That which ! feel yon behold
~ now"
OF nodded, my eyes fixed IL a %a2e
~ unepeakable wonder on the woman
tt face She had spoken the truth.
o. The miracle of miracles. Il bin
" perfectly beyond every realm OF II
at credible, was vertically happening.
&C. Through some obscure somatic pr
VI cess, by some refrigeration Of Il
spirit and The flesh which never VI
M be known, life and beauty were /
turning together. The bright-Winse
o. splendid butterfly, even though
had fallen for moment b. The wa
Y" side, was once more assuming Its br
liant hues. Alexandra was winnil
10 back 10 all the glories OF her mate
WI less perfection
Can / behold ito repeated h
I'S question Yes, Alexandra Even
NV look at YOU zee the change p'
ny crossing more swiftly Than the ter
'p- be dpgeneratiyc one that YOU and
OF both believed must end In dea
See."
ne caught mp the mirror and thrust
'"' into her hand.
'See FOR yourself the truth
my She only shuddercd and put lie N
~ ron from her.
a"' NO, no, no. She repulsed me W
s." passionate negailon. why shoult
care now? How can ] think Of Il
NY SELF and of the fatal and arcurs
Nv beauty now returning, when VII
and Andre"
ofT She buried her face III both hal
and stood there shnddering a NONE
to
ncy
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