Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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THE PHYSICIAN’S OPINION. $1 Julien stood by, but the storm was still so severe that he would not have offered to go forth for any thing less than his own life. “John, the hired man, can go. He knows the way, and can get on the horse and ride. I will go and send him,” said the father. . “ She was struck by the lightning, I do believe,” exclaimed Pennon, as he picked up the fragments of the necklace from where they lay upon the floor before the chimney-piece, against which her mirror rested. The necklace was severed in two — pieces. “Oh! that fatal bauble!” cried Mrs. Perey}; “I knew it— it was always so |” ‘ All hastened forward to examine it. It appeared wrenched apart as by some great force, and the gold upon which it was strung was melted as by fire in one place. “ We will dash water over her, then,” said the aunt, who had her thoughts more collected than any of the others. “ Maybe she will come to before the doctor gets here.” Pennon retired to his room and paced up and down re- gardless of the pain his ankle gave him, until after the pbysi- cian arrived and had given his opinion. The cold water had been efficacious in restoring her par- tially, for she moved her eyes, and seemed to recognize her friends, though she could not speak. The doctor examined her throat. It did not appear injured outwardly; but after seeing the necklace, he was of opinion that a very light cur- rent of electricity had passed down the chimney, came out ate the crevice above the mirror, and fixed upon the necklace just at the point where it was broken. He had discovered a bit of steel-wire wound upon it. The mother said she knew the emeralds had come apart, the links being a little corroded in one or two places, from long laying in the water, and that Clematis had mended it for the occasion, in what manner she did not know. ‘The doctor was further of the opinion that the shock had paralyzed her powers of speech, and that there was great danger they would never be restored. “ My child, my beautiful child! can it be that such a mis- fortune has come upen you!” moaned Mrs, Percy in distress that was painful to witness, comlicbooks.com