CHAPTER XV.
DEATH BY LIGHTNING.
The morning of the next day dawned rather gloomily.

A yellowish fog obscured the air, and there was a closeness and sultriness in the atmosphere that was strange for that wintry season.

I had slept well, and rose with the general sense of ease and refreshment that I always experienced since I had been under the treatment of Heliobas.

Those whose unhappy physical condition causes them to awake from uneasy slumber feeling almost more fatigued than when they retired to rest, can scarcely have any idea of the happiness it engenders to open untired, glad eyes with the morning light; to feel the very air a nourishment; to stand with lithe, rested limbs in the bath of cool, pure water, finding that limpid element obediently adding its quota to the vigour of perfect health; to tingle from head to foot with the warm current of life running briskly through the veins, making the heart merry, the brain clear, and all the powers of body and mind in active working condition.

This is indeed most absolute enjoyment.