I Gazed On Him Lying Motionless, To All Appearances Stone Dead - The
Huge, Ox-Like Man I Had Seen Less
Than an hour ago, when he had
excited our wonder at his great size and strength, and now still in
Death - dead as old Caesar under the ground with the grass growing over
him! Meanwhile the men who had hauled him out were busy with him,
turning him over and rubbing his body, and after about twelve or
fifteen minutes there was a gasp and signs of returning life, and by
and by he opened his eyes. The dead man was alive again; yet the shock
to me was just as great and the effect as lasting as if he had been
truly dead.
Another instance which will bring me down to the end of my sixth year
and the conclusion of this sad chapter. At this time we had a girl in
the house, whose sweet face is one of a little group of half a dozen
which I remember most vividly. She was a niece of our shepherd's wife,
an Argentine woman married to an Englishman, and came to us to look
after the smaller children. She was nineteen years old, a pale, slim,
pretty girl, with large dark eyes and abundant black hair. Margarita
had the sweetest smile imaginable, the softest voice and gentlest
manner, and was so much loved by everybody in the house that she was
like one of the family. Unhappily she was consumptive, and after a few
months had to be sent back to her aunt.
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