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down the hall, along by the foot of the columns, Tsin-ki, Minhman, and Tepada
in active pursuit. In and out among the crowd they spun, the three chasing.
Tepada seized hold of the chaplet that crowned her; it broke, and as she was
whirled along, a spray of rosebuds was scattered from her brow in every direc¬
tion. Anything more graceful never was seen. And now a greater wonder. At
the extremity of the hall the three surrounded and would have seized her, when,
still revolving, she ruse slowly into the air and floated gently over our heads
towards the stage, scattering roses as she went. At the brink of the stage she
paused in mid-air; then with a slight, wing-like motion of her arms, mounted up,
up toward the loftiest arch of the vault overhead. Suddenly old Norodom seized
bow and arrow and shot toward her. There was a wild shriek, a rushing sound,
and the dancer fell with a crash to the flags of the floor, and laid there an appar¬
ent bloody mass. The music burst forth into a wild wail, and the chorus of old
hags came tumultuously forth and bore her off in their arms.
"was it a miracle.
"Now, from behind the red curtains came a dozen strong men, hearing on
their shoulders a great leaden box, which they laid upon the front part of the stage.
As they retired the old women came out bringing a low couch, decorated with
flowers and gold-embroidered drapery, upon which lay Luan Prabana, decked
forth in bridal garments, and sweetly sleeping. The couch with its sleeper was
put quietly down upon the front of the stage, and left there, while Norodom and
Tepada went to the leaden box, and with hot irons attempted to unseal it.
' That is Stung-Tieng's coffin,' whispered Woun to me; 'the old saint has been
dead more than half a millennium.'
"Quickly, eagerly it seemed to me, the two men broke open the fastenings of
the coffin, until the side next the audience falling out at last, a teak-box was dis¬
covered. This was pried open with a small crowbar, and what seemed a great
bundle of nankeen taken out. Tepada and Norodom commenced to unwind this
wrapping, which was very tight. Yard after yard was unwound and folded away by
Minhman, and at last, after at least one hundred yards of wrapping had been taken
off, the dry, shrivelled mummy of a small, old man was visible, eyes closed, flesh
dry and hard, — dead and dry as a smoked herring. Norodom tapped the corpse
with the crowbar, and it gave a dull, wooden sound. Tepada tossed it up and
caught it — it was still as a log. Then he placed the mummy upon Norodom's
knees, and fetched a flask of oil, a flask of wine, and a censer burning with some
pungent incense. Norodom took from his hair a little box of unguent, and,
prying open the mouth of the mummy with a cold-chisel, showed that the dry
tongue conld rattle like a chip against the dry fauces. He filled the mouth with
unguent and closed it, and anointed the eyelids, nostrils, and ears. Then he and
Tepada mixed the wine and oil, and carefully rubbed every part of the body with
it. Then, laying it down in a reclining position, they put the burning censer upon
the chest and withdrew a space, while the drums and gongs and cymbals clashed
and clattered, and the shrill, cackling treble of the chorus of old women rose
" A LA LAZARUS.
"A breathless pause ensued — one, two, three minutes —and the mummy
sneezed, sneezed thrice, so violently as to extinguish the flame of the censer. A
moment later the thing sat up, and stared, blinking and vacant, out around the
vault — an old wrinkled man, with mumbling chops, a shrivelled breast and belly,
and little tufts of white hair upon his thin and forehead. Tepada approached
him reverently, upon his knees, bringing a salver, with wine and a water-cake.
The old man did not notice him, but ate, d.ank, and tottered to his feet, the
feeblest decrepit old dotard that ever walked. In another moment he saw the
nautch girl slumbering upon her couch ; he scuffled feebly to her, and, mumbling,
stooped as if to help hi- dim eyes to see her better. With a glad cry the maiden
waked, clasped him in her arms and to her breast, and kissed him. Incompre¬
hensible magic! He was no longer a nonagenarian dotard, but a full-veined,