Year: 1860

box up stairs, and who had no know ledge
of what it contained, were paid for their
trouble, and Evans and Stewart were left
alone with the body.


The moment they were gone, Evans
took screw-driver from his pocket, and
unfastened the lid of the box 1t was the
work of few moments only, and the lid
fell of. Stewart and his companion then,
with considerable exertion, pulled the
corpse from the box, and laid it on the ta-
bic.


1t was the body of strong stalwart man;
his black congested features, even in death,
revealed the hardened, desperate villain
he had been while living When the sur
geon gazed on him he involuntary shud-
dered; but ashamed of his emotion, by a
strong effort of mind he overcame it.


The mans limbs are not yet Stiff said
Evans, moving the arms and legs Of the
corpse, and the body is even yet warm


So much the better for our experiments
said Stewart, in a hollow voice


You are sure his neck was not broken ?


/ am certain of that-the man died the
hardest Of all the three. Here, you can
see for YOURSELF said Evans, raising the
mans head while Stewart examined the
cervical vertebre with his fingers


1T is all right said the surgeon.


Stewart now took up one of the scalpels,
and began carefully to dissect the back of
the neck; laying back the nerves which
had their origin from that portion of the
spinal cord. The battery was charged,
and the wire was brought to bear on the
exposed nerves. Stewart had profound
knowledge of anatomy, and he had been
very careful in making his dissection to
ayiod wounding even the slightest flament
Of nerve


The surgeon took the wire in his hand,
and applied the end of it to the part he
had prepared His hand was now as firm
and steady as rock Evans stood by
with the utmost excitement depicted on
his features.


For moment or two the body made no
response to the action of the galyanic bat
terry. ss


More acid whispered the surgeon


Evans went to the trough and poured in
large quantity of acid. At that moment
the legs of the corpse were violently drawn
up, and the arms beat the air. Then COM
menced twitching of the muscles of the
face, and in minute or two the eyelids of
the deceased opened, and his eyes rolled
about in the most fearful manner. Evans
made a rush for the door, but Stewart did
not move a muscle, but with calm hand
continued to direct the wire His compan-
ion, ashamed of his fears, came back again,
and muttered some excuses, to which the
surgeon made no reply.


The chest of the corpse now began to
heave, and it was evident that respiration
had been reestablished. The blood now
being supplied with oxygen, the blackness
In the face slowly vanished, and his fea-
lures assumed natural expression.


He lives he lives ? cried the surgeon
in delight


Great God of Heaven ? exclaimed the
surgeon, withdrawing the wire A sudden
thought entered his mind when we
have restored him to life, what are we to do
with him?'


| never thought of that said Evans,
turning pale; let US cease our expert
ments'


But it was too late; the vital spark was
already rekindled. The man so lately dead
sat upright, and gazed with bewildered
air around him.


where am I?' he muttered. FAm
in another world?


He shook himself as dog docs when
he comes out of the water, and deliberate
ly got off the table and stood upright in
the chamber His muscles by this time
had regained all their power, and he ap-
peared as strong as he was before he was
executed.


Evans trembled with fear, but Stewart
stood gazing on the resuscitated man with a
steady eye and an unblanched cheek


What is your name?' asked Stewart.


Harry Liscomb ? replied the man.


'What 7 shrieked Stewart, the name re-
storing to his recollection all the past; for
what crime were you executed ?
You know, I suppose, as we'll as [ do;
it was for numbering Miss Emma Aston


Murderer demon! devilP cried the
surgeon, and l have restored you to life
you who shed my Emma's blood By
Heavens, will avenge her yet


So saying, he rushed upon the murder
er, and seized him with an iron grasp.
Evans fed in dismay from the room. A
fearful struggle ensued, the trampling of
feet to and fro in the chamber was heard
for some minutes, and then all was still


Evans returned to the room and found
the murderer dead ON the floor, with
scalpel through his heart. Stewart was
gazing stupidity on his work, and it was
soon evident that reason had fed


That night he was removed to Bedlam.


The murderer's body was buried secretly
by Evans, and the real facts of the case
did not transnire unti1 the latter was on