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animation returned. The ass held up her head, 

 and looked around; but the inflating being dis- 

 continued, she sunk once more in apparent death. 

 The artificial breathing was immediately recom- 

 menced, and continued without intermission for 

 two hours. This saved the ass from final dis- 

 solution; she rose up, and walked about; she 

 seemed neither in agitation nor in pain. The 

 wound, through which the poison entered, was 

 healed without difficulty. Her constitution, how- 

 ever, was so severely affected that it was long 

 a doubt if ever she would be well again. She 

 looked lean and sickly for above a year, but 

 began to mend the spring after, and by Midsum- 

 mer became fat and frisky. 



The kind-hearted reader will rejoice on learn- 

 ing that Earl Percy, pitying her misfortunes, 

 sent her down from London to Walton Hall, near 

 Wakefield. There she goes by the name of 

 Wouralia. Wouralia shall be sheltered from the 

 wintry storm ; and when summer comes she shall 

 feed in the finest pasture. No burden shall be 

 placed upon her, and she shall end her days in 

 peace.^ 



For three revolving autumns the ague-beaten 

 wanderer never saw, without a sigh, the swallow 

 bend her flight towards warmer regions. He 

 wished to go, too, but could not ; for sickness had 

 enfeebled him, and prudence pointed out the folly 

 of roving again too soon across the northern 

 tropic. To be sure, the continent was now open, 

 and change of air might prove beneficial; but 



* Poor Wouralia breathed her last on the 15th of February, 

 1839. having survived the operation nearly five-and-twenty years. 



