Strange birth

A boy in the district of Kirkcaldy who has a passion for chicken-hatching, got a large egg some time ago from some sailors just come from Alexandria, and placed it under a favourite hen, expecting to get a large Egyptian fowl but his surprise and amazement may be better conceived than described when he found one morning a live crocodile!

The Hampshire Telegraph and Sussex Chronicle, August 25, 1849.

A singular story

A strange story is reported from Rodez, a small town in the south of France.

A priest was walking – to all appearance quietly enough – down one of the streets, when suddenly a young and good-looking woman who was preceding him at the distance of about a yard fell to the ground.

The passers-by rushed up and carried the female to the hospital hard by, but she had ceased to live.

Meanwhile the priest was crying and exclaiming that he had killed her. He had an air-gun loaded with ball, which he had been using as a walking stick, and he said he had merely tapped the woman on the shoulder with it to attract her attention when it went off.

The ball had passed through her back and through one of her lungs.

The bystanders advised the priest not to go near the hospital, as they feared the dead woman’s husband might wreak his wrath on him, and in fact there was a very distressing scene when the poor man arrived and heard the sad truth. In the meantime the priest was taken into custody.

The Western Daily Press, July 15, 1890

Dancing in a shroud

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An American paper publishes a dispatch from Richmond (Va.) which says:- Several months ago Mrs Marion Hillitz, a highly respectable and wealthy German lady, was taken ill, and, in order to receive proper nursing and treatment, was removed to the Hospital of the Little Sisters of the Poor, in the western part of that city.

She was very popular with the inmates of that institution, and during her stay made many friends.

About two weeks since, Mrs Hillitz, who had been in bad health, grew suddenly quite ill. During her illness she received every attention from the good sisters, and all that medical skill could do to alleviate her sufferings was done.

She grew worse, however, and some of the physicians came to the conclusion that she could not live much longer.

Last Saturday night Mrs Hillitz died. The body was, according to the custom, shrouded and laid out in the parlour of the institution.

The good sisters, who had watched by the bedside so faithfully, were gathered by the side of the corpse at midnight when the clock struck twelve.

Suddenly, as they looked upon her face still in death, the sunken eyes appeared to flash, the blood came back to the faded cheek, and, as though imbued with superhuman energy, the dead body rose up from its resting place, which was draped with a black pall, emblematic of mourning, and spoke to the affrighted watchers, saying, “I am not dead yet, but I will die soon.”

The old lady then danced around the room, sang, and shouted in a loud, ringing voice.

The inmates of the hospital were thunderstruck and paralysed.

As soon as the nurses recovered from their fright, they placed the old lady in bed, where she lingered until about nine o’clock, when she again apparently died.

The affair has created the most intense excitement, and thousands of persons visited the hospital.


The Edinburgh Evening News, June 1, 1878.