The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1863-05-21
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and scrambling into his weather-stiffened
saddle again. The next day he was very
minute in his inquiries as to the health of the
family and domestics, and, to my no small
surprise, insisted on making an incursion in
to the kitchen, and inspecting the saucepans,
the teakettle, and all the rest Of the culinary
apparatus. But whatever he was lookingf for.
he seemed balfled. He pumped himself i
glass Of fresh cool water, eyed it like a con:
|noisseur examining the bees wing in old port.
and set down the glass with a sigh.
'Umph. :" said the surgeon again, and OF
he went with Care riding behind him on the
spawned old bay. That night, Sir Frederick
was deIirious.
Dame Bright, a notable person, half nurse,
half char-woman, had been sent for at first
to attend on the patient, since our maids were
inexperienced in sick room but on the par
ticular night on which the youths reason be-
gan to wander, Clara avowed her firm inten-
ton to watch over the sufferer herself. My
little wife was very soft hearted, and | believe
her conscience smote her at the idea of hav-
ing been angry and averse to this poor friend
less lad, and she insisted on tending him in
person. Clara was a capital nurse; and
could not but consent to her undertaking the
duty, only bargaining that on the second
night, | or Mrs. Bright should take her place.
Be that as it may, Clara came down, with
a very white face, to call me from the study,
where | sat, a little after midnight, busy with
letters and accounts. The house, of course,
had long been hushed, but | could not bear
to rest when Clara was wakeful and busy
My wife's pale cheeks startled me.
Come, come" she said Il am frightened.
! 'II,o n,or how &c Coyyino- c1J0h HrnaIf1l thInUC
in his delirium. He says (here Clara began to
sob)-he says we are the butchers, and this
house a ~shambles, and his Uncle-only he
never calls him Uncle-was a murderer from
the beginning, and a Judas, and the father
of lies. Come, Come it is shocking
went. The poor young man was tossing
to and fro in a violent paroXysm, rolling his
head on the pillow, and stretching out his lean
hands, as if to keep off some imaginary foe.
His great eyes looked terribly hollow and
bright they glared meaninglessly; it was plain
that he did not recognizes us.
''Back, keep back he moaned; Il knew
you from the first, smooth-tongued fiend
Richard Stanton. Nurse Bright saw him
come to the empty house, and stand long in
the window of the accursad room, and grin
7 0llI lthC Il vi, 10 ~ 10 III AONSh IN
eye was upon him"
Here the feeble voice died away in muir
murs.
Gracious me, Clara!" said L, wiping my
forehead, on which great drops Of sweat gath
cred, .this is very horrid-shocking; go
down love, this is no place for you"
s:Hush %Iisten,' said Clara, suddenly.
$50 many have died here" moaned the
sick lad: the room is full of shadows. There
is a curse on it. The monk walls-ha! |
saw hin-he breathed on me and his eyes
glittered under his cowl, and his breath was
lev cold. That was q dream, but the eyes
made me tremble-they were Richard Stan
toms eyes. How he hates me! [ stand be-
tween him and wealth-the broad lands and
gold. Mother, mother, you did well to warn
me, well to mistrust him you read murder
in lis eyes-Imug a5o--boside ny cradie."
Then the sufferer gasped for breath pain
fully. | tried to persuade Clara to go; she
refused. | looked at her attentively by the
dim light; in her face was written dismay, CON
sternation, but no blank horror; on the con-
trary, there was a dawning intelligence that
perplexed me.
Hush! lose not a word" whispered my
wife: perhaps heaven permits that we should
defeat a crime"
Can you suspect"-l began.
Clara pressed myhand. Sir Frederic begant to
talk, first very vaguely, and i'll broken scraps
of foreign tongues, then suddenly he broke in
to the cry of a sick child: 'Take me away
to the pure air-away away! | stifie here |
cannot breathe. l shall die.-I shall die"
Clara tenderly adjusted the pillow under
the suffers head, and gave him some cooling
drink. The poor fellow spoke no more, but
groaned and tossed for a while, till the hot
clutch of the fever relaxing for the moment,
he sank into a light slumber. Clara led me
out Of the room on tiptoe, and with her finger
pressed on her lips. There was an air Of mys-
terry. almost terror, in her comely face.
..Philip-husband do not lose one moment !;
get the best advice"
'AIy dcar,' said l hesitating-'1Ir. Gooch"
slTr. Gooch is a Ounce" cried my wife, i'm
petuously. What is wanted now is the judg-
ment Of some great doctor, whose knowledge
talent will enable him to see what Mr.. Gooch
is blind to. Do send for DR.. Tat once"
my dear" said |, quite startled, CDR. t
why, what will Mr.. Staunton say p
':Never mind wnat he may say" returned
Clara obstinateIy pursuing up her lips get
Sir Frederic's horse saddled, ride as quick as
YOU can to Minchcombe, and telegraph for DR..
tt
complied with Clara's wish, though with
some misgivings. My telegram was soon re-
piled to by an announcement that Dr.. t:
one Of the most eminent professional men Of
the dav, would arrive at Oakleigh Parva,
within twelve hours. By the time the great
London doctor arrived, Sir Frederic was worse.
The delirium had returned again and again,
fever fits had torn the patient, deadly chills
| had assailed him, and Mr.. Gooch, who was
very sulky when he heard of the summons to
Dr.. t feared the worst result. Curiously
enough, Clara, whose general health was very
good. was by this time nearly knocked up;
She copmlanied of a violent headache, giddiness
and so forth, and was twice compelled to re-
Iinquish her post at the bedside Of the sick
boy, from sheer exhaustion.
1T is very odd, dear, but I feel as if the
room itself were a vault. The atmosphere
seems sitting. suppose it's all silly nervous
nonsense" said my brave little wife.
DR.. T-arrived when the patient was in a
delirious paroxysm, raving wildly and inco-
herentlv. He heard what he had to tell, felt
Sir Frederic's pulse, looked in his face, and
exchanged a few sentences with Mr.. Gooch.
Then he turned to the bed and seemed to lis
ten intently to the sufferers broken words.
HE is talking sad stuff, doctor; not a grain
of sense in a buslIel of it, said the gruf sur
geon.
Il differ with you on that point" return
ed the doctor bIandly; 'the instincts Of a pa
tient are not to be safely sighted. Much that
VIC, in the pride Of intellect, are accustomed to
close our ears to, may prove a revelation Of the
utmost benefit to science"
'Nr. Gooch growled out something very
like an oath, and stumped off.
Good by, Mr.. Harper" said he: "Im no
use here, now that mealy-mouthed new light
is come from town. wish you a good eve
ming"
! Dr.. T-had his instruments and chemical
apparatus, contained in a little Russia leather
case, without which he never travelled, placed