Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-09-15
shnt the bucket is broken.

sbut the bucket is broken
unfortunately said D'Vilton, gazing
anxiously upon the pallid countenance Of
old Loo. Then, suddenly starting to his
feet, he continued, run up stairsinto the
room Immediately above the library, and
bring me the sheets and one of the blanket'
from the bed
Milton, taking one of the candles, ascen
ded the stairs in silence; while D'Viltcr
literally tore his shirt from his body and ell
deavored to prevent further flow of bloec
from the wound, by pressing the linen to the
wounded breast of poor old Loo.
Milton returned, after the lapse of few
moments, and threw the sheets and blankets
at the feet of D'Vilton, without uttering
word.
Tear one of those sheets in strips, arc
tie them together said D'Vilton.
Milton silently complied with the reques
OR obeyed the command.
Thanks p said D'Viton. Tie the enc
to this blanket, and find stone in the yard
Attach the stone to the blanket and let il
down into the WE'LL
For what p asked Milton.
TO procure a little water said D'Vilton
Milton silently descended the stairs
opened the door, and walked out into the
yard. Finding stone of sufficient weigh
to sink the blanket, he secured it to th'
same, and slowly let it down the well. AZ
the strips of linen slipped through his fin
gers, he said If she RECEIVERS, I am lost
ruined and undone forever! Ha! how ca
silly could I place the muzzle of my pisto
to the ear of D'Vilton, and-ha ha !-winc
up the whole plot at once. Let me see.-
if killed D'Vilton I could easily let hin
down this we'll and The sentence Wa'
not concluded for as Milton drew up the
blanket, and pulled it towards him, severa
bones fell to his feet. With an exclamation
of horror, Milton threw the bones into tht
we'll, and hastened to the house; bearing
the dripping blanket with him.
D'Vilton, having washed the wound, man
aged to scrape a quantity of lint from the
linen sheet; and having applied il to the
wound, and bandaged it with strips of the
sheet, Milton assisted him to convey the
suffering woman to the room above the Ii
brary.
AS D'Vilton laid her carefully upon /
lounge, and placed pillow beneath her head
poor Loo again made an unsuccessful effer
to speak.
do you consider the wound fatal?' asked
Milton.
1T is impossible to come to any definite
conclusion concerning it, said D'Vilton
'but do not think the poor woman is be
yond the reach of hope
'Are you acquainted with her?' asked
Milton.
Never saw her before, to my knowledge,
replied D'Vilton; 'but at my arrival in Lon
don I received letter from correspondent
bearing the signature of sOld Loo,' and con
tanning matter of the deepest interest tt
me-
"a letter from hern said Milton, much
surprised. sHow did she know that yor
were in the land of the living?'
That is more than know replied d.
Wilton.
But what brings her to the deserted
House p and how did she manage to efec
an entrance, seeing that every door is locked?
Il know not said D'Vilton, taking th'
hand of old Loo, and seating himself beside
her. The poor creature pressed the hanc
of D'Vilton, and pointed significantly to
portrait hanging in the room.
Cannot tell me what you mean, Loo
asked D'Vilton, gazing tearfully upon tn
beautiful portrait of his wife.
With desperate effort she started up il
sitting posture; and, grasping the arm o
Milton, almost screamed in his ear-'Wher
is she now?'
The poor woman is delirious,' said Mil
ton, starting, and turning pale.
Compose yourself, my good woman, ant
lie as still as posslDle,' SAID ~ wilton.
sTh-the boy where is hep asked tn
suffering woman, looking anxiously aroun'
the room, and scowlipg upon Milton.
sHe is up stairs said Milton, uneasily.
sHc-hc is your-your san" said Loo
sinking back upon the pillow, and pressin!
the hand of D'Vilton.
Il know that he is, my poor woman
said D'Vilton.
sTh-th-then I am sat-satisfedD y said Loo
releasing her grasp upon the hand of D'Vil
ton, and burying her face in the pillow.
Gods" said Milton, in whisper, 'if sh
die now my triumph is complete She ha
acknowledged the boy to be the son of D.
Wilton"
CHAPTER VI.