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Inf unnatory Rheumatism:
OFFICE or J. F. GREER, COUNTY JUDGE, §_
Green Cove Springs, Clay Co., Fla.
GENTLEMEN:
Twenty-three years ago I
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l was attended by the most eminent physician
hi the land: I visited the reat Saratoga
Bprings,‘N. Y.. the noted Hot prings of Ar-
kansas, and many other watering places,
always consulting witlnthe local physmians for
directions, and nally came to P lorida, ten
years ago. About two years ago I had a severe
attack of rheumatism, was confined to my
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WOURALI.
“You fellows can believe it or not
as you like,” said Maickay, “but I tel:
you that. for a day and a night I have
known what it~ is to be dead.”
“Oh, come, Mac, that’s too much
The major has given us some pretty
tall ones, but we can’t Quite swallow
that.”
“Perhaps,” suggested the major:
“Mackay refers to a state of alcoholic
saturation. I have heard—”
“Shut up, major!” interrupted High-
field. “Don’t be feeble.”
“Oh, all right!” said Mackay. Only
you said it was my turn for a yarn;
but of course if—""
“Fire away, Mac; never mind the
major; he’s an unbelieving Jew, when
his own tales are bested. We’ll be
lieve you.
nocence of our counteuvances.”
“Very well, then, you shall have the
yarn.”
“It happened out in British Guinea.
Phil Egcrton and I had been knocking
about-that district in a yacht. Phil
was a bit of a scientist—had dabbled
in the ologies when he was at Oxford
—and he found something to interest
him in the shallow waters round the
coast. The buckets of mud and slimy
things he fished up weren’t very ex-
citing for me; so I put in a'good deal
of time hanging round the bars and
billiard rooms of Georgetown. Poker
is a good game in the other hemis»
phere. You fellows don’t rise to the
possibilities here.”
“I don’t think I could mention the
place that I’ve spent more than a
month in without contriving to make
a fool of myself over some girl. She
was a bar maid this time, and. by
Jove! she was pretty. We called her
‘the Queen,’ and I never knew her by
any other name. What nationality
she belonged to I can’t tell you. I
think she had a dash of most of them
in her, but English, Spanish and In.
dlan were perhaps the most prominent
English in business, Spanish in love,
but pure, undiluted Indian in hate.
It was a dangerous mixture, but
you’ve no notion how fascinating. I
wasn't by any means the only fellow
who succumbed to her charms, but I
believe I was the only one she cared a
gin cocktail about. You’ll admit’that
the position had its dangers. Of
course I knew perfectly well that I
was making an ass of myself, but I
couldn’t help it. The only thing for
me to do was to bolt. If I stayed an‘
other week I should marry her, and
then there would be the deuce to pay.”
“ ‘Look here, Egerton,’ I said one
night, ‘you’ve got to take me away
from here. Leave those confounded
weeds of~yours, and let’s weigh an-
chor and be off.’
“ ‘What’s the matter. Mac?’ said
Egerton. ‘Got the fidgets? I’m sorry,
old man, but I’ve discovered a new
species among these said weeds, and
I want to work it up.’
“ ‘Well, Phil, my boy, if you won‘t
leave, you’ll have to be my best man,
that’s all.’
“That frightened him a. bit. I told
him the whole story, and he saw there
was no time to be lost, if I was to be
saved. Phil Egerton knew me pretty
well in those days. .
“‘I’ll tell you what we’ll do, Mac,’
he said. ‘You know Wilson, the su‘
gar planter. He tells me there is some
capital shooting to be had in the inte‘
rior; any amount of birds, and a
chance at a stray jaguar or two. He‘s
going to have a month of it, and has
asked me to join him. We can take
the yacht’s boat and go up the Dem.
erera until we strike the woods. What
do you say?’
“ Anything you like, so long as you
get me out of this mess.’
“We went in the morning and saw
Wilson about it. He was delighted,
and said he would start as soon as we
could get ready.
“Of course any sensible man in my
position would have had the common
prudence to employ the intervening
time in cleaning his guns and looking
out for various odds and ends for the
expedition, but. as I tell you, where
women are concerned I’m not to be
u , counted in the class of sensible men.
I went to see ‘the Queen’. and natural-
ly she wormed the whole thing out of
me.
“ ‘Phil,’ I said when I got back, ‘if
we can’t start tomorrow, we needn’t
go at all. It would spoil the party if
I took a wife with me.’
“‘We’ll start to-night if you like,
Mac. I’m ready; and, if Wilson isn’t,
he can follow us. But what’s the hur-
ry? You haven’t told her you’re going,
have you?’ ' if:
“ ‘Yes, I have, and that’s why it
don’t do for me to stay here longer.’
“ ‘Well, Mac, of all the thundering
idiots it has been my privilege to
know, I do think you’re about the big;
gest. Why on earth couldn’t you van‘l
ish quietly, and leave her to find out
about it afterwards?’ .-
“‘I meant to, but when I started
talking to her, out it all came.’
“ ‘that possessed you to go there at
all today? .
“ ‘Oh; come, Phil, be reasonable.
You couldn’t have kept away your—
self, if you’d been in my place.’ .
“ ‘You had a scene, I suppose?’
“ ‘Well, slightly. She accused mo‘
of wanting to get rid of her—trying to
run away, in fact; and. as it was per:
fecily true, I fancy I didn’t show up
very well in the argument that
lowed.’
“ ‘Oh. you great bearded infant; put
your hat on and we’ll go and see Wil-
son at o-nce.‘
“We started next morning. I was
feeling a little bit hipped, of course,
but the others were jolly enough. As
I think I told you, Phil had a weal:-
ness for potiering around in scientific
messes, and he found a kindred spirit
Observe the child-like inv
fol- :
in Wilson, whose hobby was birds. I1
was really to get some Specimens that
he had originally, proposed this expe-
dition. .
“'By the way, Wilson,’ said Phil
‘have you ever managed to get hold of
any curare?’
“ Curare?’ said Wilson.
know it: what is it?’
“ ‘Probably it has got some other
name out here. We called it curare in
‘I don’t
.can’t say as I have, and I don’t think
I want to either. It isn’t a very safe
plaything.’
“‘Safe enough,’ said Phil, ‘so long
as you haven’t any cuts or scratches
on your hands.’ '
" ‘li‘or heaven’s sake, ‘shut up that
scientific shop!’ 1 exclaimed. ‘We’ve
come out here to enjoy ourselves, not
to talk like a confounded British asso-
ciation meeting.’
“ ‘Poor old Mac!’ said Phil, ‘what
shall we talk about? \Vill billiards do
—or barmaids?’
“ ‘Drop it, Phil,’ I said; ‘I don’t want
to be a bear, but your jargon isn’t very
interesting to a chap who hardly
knows an ology from an ism. Let’s
have something to eat.’
“We found a shady spot under some
bushes to have our meal in. We were
just lighting up afterwards, and I was
holding the match to my pipe when
something flashed out of the bushes
and knocked the pipe out of my mouth.
“‘What’s that?’ said Phil, starting
up.
“‘It’s a dagger,’ I said. ‘Just see
what’s behind those bushes, you chaps,
while I tie my handkerchief round this
hand. I‘ve got a bit of a scratch. If
it’s "The Queen,” let her go. Thank
goodness she missed my face.’
“It was ‘The Queen.’ They caught
sight of her among the bushes, but she
got away all right. They didn’t follow
her far, but came back to see if I was
much hurt.
“ ‘lt’s nothing serious,’ I said; only a
scratch, but I think my nerves must be
a bit upset. It has made me feel hor-
ribly tired. I’ll go and lie down in the
boat for a while, and let you fellows
finish your smoke. I’ve got a bit of a
head}
" 'Mackay, you’re crying,’ exclaimed
Wilson, ‘and the sweat is simply pour-
ing down your face. You're pretty
badly hurt.’
“ ‘Crying” shouted Phil.
that dagger is poisoned!’
"Poisoned? You don’t mean—~"
“ ‘Yes, I do. It’s “wourali;” copious
secretion of sweat and tears, headache,
feeling of extreme lassitude—those are
‘the exact symptoms. Off with that
bandage, Mac.’
i “ “Good heavens! he‘s done for,’ said
1Wflson.
“ ‘Done for! Not a bit of it. Off
.with that bandage; I’m going to suck
the wound!’
5 “I had just got enough energy left
to protest against his doing this, but
‘Wilson,
prevent him.
2 “ ‘Nonsen-s-e, man,’ he said; “I’m
safe enough. The stud isn’t a poison
taken internally, even if I do manage
:to swallow some.’
2 “He put his lips to the wound, and
Ithen I closed my eyes and everything
:became a blank.
. “It must have been hours after-
Wards that I began slowly to regain,
1I can’t say consciousness, but an in—
definite sensation of existence, and
horrible weari-ness. It seemed to me
that I was swimming on and on some-
where in a vague, pu-rposeless way,
and l was very, very tired. I call it
swimming, but that isn’t an exact de-
scription. I could feet my arms mov-
ing back and forth with a steady
rhythmical motion, but the rest of my
,body was absolutely still. I was a1~
[most suffocating for want of air, but
:I didn’t seem to have strength to
gasp. How long that sensation lasted
I can’t say, but it must have been a
very long time. I wouldn’t voluntarily
go through another hour of such un-
utterable and helpless misery for any—
thing you could offer me. I tell you it
has given me my theory of what fu-
ture punishment may be like.
"As consciousness gradually re-
turned, the feelipg of infinite weari-
ness became more and more unbear-
able. My arms were still swinging
backwards and forwards like a cou-
ple of animated pump handles, and I
was quite unable either to stop them
or to move any other part of my body.
simply awful. ..
“When I did finally come to myself
'so far as to know what was going on,
I did it pretty thoroughly. You know
‘the theory that, when a man loses the
use of his eyes, his sense of touch and
hearing become unusually acute?
‘From my experience that day I can
quite believe it. I had lost all power
of motion, and my perceptive faculties
became, to compensate, most uncom-
fortably keen. I felt as if I could al-
most see through my closed eyelids. .
3 “Phil told me afterwards that the
peculiarity of ‘wourali’ poisoning is
that, if the dose is not very large. only
the nerves of motion are paralyzed,
while those of sensation become ab-
normally sensitive. I knew everything
that was going on round me, and I
‘could hear every word they. said, but I
couldn’t wink to let them know I was
alive.
, “They had stuck a knife-handle be-
Eitween my teeth to keep my mouth
_'open and the weariness in my arms
was caused by the fact that for nearly
a day. and a night Phil and Wilson had
5 been taking it in turns to practice ar-
l titicial respiration on me
“‘Egerton,’ I heard Wilson say, ‘do
you think it’s any good going on long-
er? He hasn’t breathed now for near-
ly twenty hours. I believe he’s dead.‘
“ ‘We’ll go on as long as
stand!” said Phil,” and I blessed him
for it. “If we can Elly keep the 31'
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Oxford—Indian arrow poison, you-
know.’ _
“‘Oh! you mean “wourali.” No, I
[Try and imagine the sensation; it was
“'9. Cflll'
he insisted, and I was too feeble to
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tificial respiration going till the poison
is eliminated, he will recover. For
God’s sake, keep it up as long as you
can, Wilson.’
“ ‘If you think there is the slightest
chance of saving him, I’ll go on; but
1 don’t think I can last out much long—
er.’ 9
“It must have been about two
hours after “’ilson had declared that
I was dead that Phil saw my eyelids
begin to twitch.
“‘At last, Wilson!’ he cried. ‘Go
and get some water from the river.’
“They dashed the cold water over
me, and it caused me to gasp slightly.
It was enough; 1 had begun to breathe
again. They carried me to the boat,
.and. as soon as they saw the danger
' was over, they, both of them, sat down
on the bottom boards and fell fast
asleep. In a very few minutes after
them, I was asleep too.
“Nearly fifteen hours after that, I
woke, feeling rather weak and faint.-.
but otherwise as right as a rivet. The _
other two were still asleep, and I did-
n’t wake them.
“That is the story, and I don’t think
I was guilty of an exaggeration when
I told you that for a day and a night
I had known what death was. A man
Who remains for twenty-four hours
without once drawing a breath may
fairly claim to be dead, I think.”
COSTLIEST OF FISH HOOKS.
The Tarpon Hook and the Various Elabo-
rate Attachments That Go With It.
The most costly of fish hooks are
those for tarpon. They are sold at re-
tail at various prices from $1 a dozen
for bare hooks up to $7 a dozen for
books fitted up. The standard tarpon
hook is four inches in length. Some
tarpon fishermen prefer to mount their
own hooks. They have ideas of their
own as to the best way and the best
materials. A swivel is always used.
Some of the books that are sold fitted
up have snells of German silver chain.
Sometimes laces of rawhide or por-
poise skin are used for snells. Some
hooks are fitted with snells of piano
wire two feet long, made in three
lengths of eight inches each, linked to
prevent kinking. Fitted up tarpon
books that are sold for $7 a dozen are
provided with thirty-six inch braided
or plaited linen snells, wound for two-
thirds of their length, from the upper
end downward, with copper wire. The
tarpon swallows the hook, and its
teeth are brought up on the Shell where
it is protected by the copper wire.
Sometimes a shark takes the bait. It
is desired to lose the shark without the
trouble of hauling it in and casting it
off, and the shark is likely to free it—
self by biting through the unprotected
lower third of the smell.
While the tarpon hook is the costliest
of hooks, there are flys that sell for
more; there are some salmon flys that
retail as high as $9 a dozen—New
York Sun.
ZACHARY TAYLOR‘S FACE.
It Had the Same Appearance us When
He Died Nearly Fifty Years Ago.
On the day that New Yorkers were
doing honor to the memory of Gen.
Grant, a small group of friends of an-
other President went to his tomb to
look at his sturdy face and recall the’
stories of his stirring life, which went
out almost half a century ago. The
few friends surrounded the modest
tomb of old Rough and Ready Taylor
in a graveyard scarcely a stone’s throw
beyond the limits of Louisville, Ky.
Accompanied by an undertaker they
were making their annual visit to the
tomb to inspect the metallic case to see
that every joint was sealed so as to
prevent the air from entering.
The glass covering the face of the
dead executive is always exposed at
these times. The face was wonderfully
preserved, and the features looked, but
for a few wrinkles, just as they did
forty-seven years ago. The face was
as white as marble, and everything
about the body seemed to be un~
changed and perfectly preserved.
The Taylor family burial ground is
two miles northeast of St. Matthew’s,
a suburb of Louisville, on the Short
Line Railroad. and is one of the most
beautiful in the State. Probably, with
the one exception of the vault of the
first President at Mount Vernon, none
of the Executives of the United States
lies in a more beautiful spot than does
Gen. Zachary Taylor.—New York Sun.
PERSONS OF NOTE.
The father of Senator Foraker, of
Ohio. was a farmer. He had eleven
children, six being boys, and money
was none too plenty. The boys all
worked on the farm. and the future
Governor and Senator was taught to
wash and iron, to milk, cook and spin,
and, in addition to this, to pick the
geese at the proper time of the year.
The Rev. John McNeil], who arrived
in this country recently, is an eloquent
and magnetic preacher, and has proved
himself to be more attractive than a
circus. On one occasion he was adver-
tised to begin a series of meetings in
the capital of the Transvaal. On his
2 arrival in the city he found a variety
‘show under way in the theatre.
On
his first night large numbers preferred
to hear him instead of seeing the show,
and on the second night only one man
'3 presented himself at the box office. and
he had his money returned. Mr. Mc-
Neill began his ministry in a small
Presbyterian church in Edinburgh,
having declined a call to a larger
church in Glasgow. Achieving large
success there, he was called. after
three years, to Regent Square Presby-
terian Church, London, a historic pul-
pit, where Edward Irving, James Ham-
ilton and Osivald Dykes had been his
i‘mnou's predecessors in the pastorate.
After remaining there 'a few years,
Mr. Moody’s attention was directed to
him. and at his invitation Mr. McNeil]
gave himself to evangelistic work.
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The author of “Campaigning in
South Africa and Egypt” gives a. per-
tinent illustration of the virtue there
is in necessity. He had been asked by
a friendly Boer in Africa to go out
shooting. Accordingly, he writes, I
took a rifle and a bag of cartridges and
set out for the appointed spot. When
I met my friend he said:
“What have you got in that bag—
your dinner?”
“No,” I answered, “cartridges.”
Whereupon he roared with laughter.
“You Englishmen must be very
rich,” said be. “They cost Sixpence
apiece here.”
“Where are yours?” I asked.
“In this,” he answered, tapping his
double-barrelled rifle. ‘
"You don’t intend to shoot much?”
“Two spring buck are all I can car-
ry.”
“Suppose you miss?”
“Nobody misses when a cartridge
costs Sixpence.”
There was something instructive in
the remark. It perhaps proved why
the Boers had, in 1881, beaten the Eng- '
lish, for the Boer, unwilling to waste
his ammunition, will aim and take
down his rifle a dozen times. until he
is satisfied that he is going to get
something for his cartridge.
On the occasion in question my
friend got his two bucks, while I fired
five cartridges and got none.
A Champion Lightweight. ‘
Remarkable in many ways, the “tn-1e
grant” of the for “’est is most curious
for its almost total lack of weight. The
little insect has a nearly microscopic
body but a relatively huge Spread of
wing, which gives it the aparent size
of a mosquito.
In some parts of California “tule
gnats” swarm so densely about burn-
ing lamps that several times during an
evening the dead must be cleared away
to give the light a chance. In brightly
illumined stores the gnats are verit-
able pests, and it was in a Lake Coun-
ty ('Oal.) drugstore that a curious ex-
periment was recently made. As
many gnats were collected as could
be heaped upon a pan of the apothe-
cary’s scales; the smallest weight in
use to measure the most delicate drugs
was then put upon the opposite pan
and was found to overbalance the
mountain of gnats.—New ' Orleans
‘l‘imes Democrat.
“’ould Allow no Evasion of the Law.
Judge Roy Bean, of Langtry, Tex,
declares. that he is the “law west of the
Pecos.” Leslie’s Weekly tells an aneo
dote of‘ him when he sat as Coroner
and held an inquest on the body of a
man who had met a violent death by
falling from the great railway bridge
that spans the Pecos river. An exami-
nation showed that the man had a re-
volver and forty dollars in cash in his
pocket when he was killed. After
swearing in a jury and looking oyer
the effects of the dead man, Judge
Bean said: “Gentlemen of the jury.
there ain’t no (10th how this man
came to his death; that’s all plain; but
what I would like to show is why in
the name of thunder he carried that
gun. Now, gentlemen, it’s agi-n the law
to carry a concealed and loaded gun
in the State of Texas, and jist because
this gentleman took it into his head to
get killed I don’t mean to let him' of-
tend the peace and dignity of Texas. I
tine him forty dollars.”
Horses Heels (lid Good Work‘.
In Los Angeles, a resident exhibits
the skin of a mountain lion, got in a pe~
culiar way. He was riding lesurely
among the foothills when a mountain
lion crossed his path, and was slin-kng
away, as it generally does, when he
rashiy fired at it with a light shotgun
he carried. The lion, slightly wounded,
came back in a rage and made a dash
at him. The horse shied and the man
was thrown, striking his head against
a rock, and causing insensibility. When
he came to his senses, his horse was
stair-fling over him, and a dead lion lay
a little distance away. He examined
the beast, and found its skull crushed
like an eggshell. The horse had got
a fair crack at him with his heels, and
made an end of him.—Golden Days.
One Way to Grow Rich.
A very rich Frenchman called “Peril”
Chapalier made his fortune by utiliz-
ing the stale bread of Paris, not only
that which came directly from house-
holds but also that found among the
garbage of the city. Chapalier was a
manufacturer of bread crumbs. He
pulverized the stale bread collected by
a multitude of agents, and either sold
the crumbs to restaurants for kitchen
use or remoulded and baked them in
the form of loaves for the poor.—New
York Sun.
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