The Wonderful Story of Ravalette

amber, but not to rest, for ere the morning dawned upon the world again, there came to me an experience that in some respects totally changed the cur

ous museum than the one near his office. With him I conversed awhile, and by him was introduced to a real thinker, whose name, I think, was Blood.

easing its revivifying and medicinal qualities. I had experimented untiringly for five months, at a cost almost ruinous to me, but still with an invincible conviction that I should succeed, and give my secret to the world, instead of perishing like the poor Frenchman, who burst an artery from

rofession, and still more to that large class of persons who by over mental exertion, severe intellectual and sedentary occupations, and by passional and other imprudent excesses, had deprived themselves of the wine of life, by draining themselves of nervous force; and become spiritless, semi-insane, gloomy, and desponden

eir remains; while the low, the ignorant, coarse and brutal had comparatively little phosphorus in them. 3d. It had been proved that in the administration of phosphorus to old people; to the class of patients who seek private advice; to those exhausted by mental labor or excess, it invariably acted as a revivifier, and seemed not only to restore health, strength, and fire to the body, but to rejuvenate and tone up the mind to its pristine strength, power, and activity; while insanity, i

pon patients at their own request, and the result left not a nail to hang a doubt on, that I was per

ssel, in a sand-bath, ready for the production of, perhaps, one quart of the precious medicine; and the first thing I did on entering my office from the dentist's, was to light the gas beneath it.

million fragments, shattering the windows and apparatus into fine pieces, and scattering some pounds of ignited phosphorus upon the floor. Here was trouble. But not to the speaker-for, quick as light, he tore the carpet off the office floor, and hurled

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reach the condenser, with the stop-cock shut, or that a glass retort, already cracked, would long resist the immense pressure of the accumulating an

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of years, in vain-than any man that ever lived. For instance: had you placed a less quantity of phosphorus in the retort; more of the first and third, and less of the second, fourth, and fifth ingredients, with a slower heat, and the addition of two ounces of --, and --, and one of --,' mentioning the articles, 'you would have, indeed, made

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body the chemical and dynamic forces of which it is constantly being robbed. But these wise people will have done laughing by-and-by; not by any means must it be thought that I, for a moment, entertained the silly notion of the alchemists and false Rosicrucians-of finding a material which when brought into contact with metals would change them into gold. We of this century are too knowing for that; nor that I hoped to discover, from the application of the old man's suggestions, that wonderful fluid alluded to awhi

e the water? In other years I did go, and the treasured seeds are mine.... In that awful moment of success I blessed the old man and internally vowed tha

But how of the contents of the condensing-chest through which the vapor was forced for the purpose of nullifying its injurious qualities? for no living human being had seen me compound or place them

and while they were passing he stood at my side gazing curiously at the now white va

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out to order new apparatus, some glazing, another carpet, and to visit a number of patients; after which I r

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