I felt it stealing like a gentle fire through my whole system,--burning gently, steadily on my cheek, and kindling into light my heavy and tear-dimmed eyes.

It was the first glass I had ever tasted, and it ran like electricity through my veins.

Had the doctor been aware of my previous abstinence, he might not have thought it safe to have offered me the brimming glass.

Had I reflected one moment I should have swallowed it less eagerly; but I seemed sinking, sinking into annihilation, when its reviving warmth restored me.

I felt as if I had wings, and could fly over the dreary space my weary feet had so lately overcome.
"You feel better, my dear," said the doctor, with a benevolent smile, as he watched the effect of his prescription.