KILLED BY LIGHTING A MATCH.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1198, 1 July 1884, Page 3

KILLED BY LIGHTING A MATCH.

There are people met with who have the habit of igniting matches by striking them with their finger and thumb nails when no other convenient way presents itself. To any such the circumstances under which a young French gentleman has lost his life ought to serve as a warning. He had entered a train at the Orleans railway terminus, and wishing to light a cigarette, he ignited a lucifer with his thumb nail. A particld of the burning phosphorous got under the nail whilst so dying; : but no attention was paid to the trivial circumstance at the moment, and it was only an hour or so later, when acute pain, accompanied by swelling of the wrist and arm, set in that any uneasiness was felt. The traveller, finding his sufferinsrs were becoming intoleralbe, alighted at the next station where the train stopped,_ and a doctor was sent for, who, on examining the patient's arm, declared immediate amputation to be necessary. The young man could not resign himself to this terrible operation ; his friends were apprised by telegraph qf what had oocurred, and arrived three hours later. During this brief interval, however, the situation had changed for the worse ; medical men gave it as their opinion that amputation could not now save the life of the patient, who expired a victim to his imprudenqa within twenty-hours after he had started on his journey full of health and spirits.

WHAT SHE SAW IM CHUJJO^ He staid at-.home 6lie we nt to church :

~at was the text, May ?" " Oh, something somewhere in Generations ; I've forgotten the chapter and verse. Mrs Hugh sat right before me with a Mother Hubtnrd bonnet on."

" How did you like the new minister 1 ?" " Oh, he's splendid ! and Kate Dai ling was there in a Spanish lace cape that never cost a farthing less than £10." " Did he say anything about tho new mispsion fund 1 "

"No, and the Jones' girls were all rigged out in their yellow silks made over; you would have died laughing to have seen them."

" It seems you didn't hear much of the sermon."

" The fact is, Harry, the new minister has a lovely vuice ; it nearly put me to sleep." A long silence, during which Harry thought of several things, and his wife was busy contemplating- the sky or landscape, when she suddenly excl.iimed : "There ! I knew I'd forget to tell you something. Would you believe it, Harry, the fringe on Mrs Jones' parasol is an inch deeper than mine, and twice as heavy ! "