Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1865-04-13

/, a ANAL ,tockade crowded with men de-
siro,,s TO enter the hospital The first as
sistant 10 whom they applied was nervous
psrcupiue, fretted with oysrwork, and re-
pulsed them roughly .,i,
"What is the use Of bringing dead man
here? We have enough living ones on
| "Ocb, and that s no rsison, sence it =
sisy to see thin g the kind you like best"
muttersd Corny; but Drake silenced him
hastily. ...,,- -, I'M
the m,sters here: and il will only be the
4 worse for poer Ireland, il you anger them.
Here 8 another; we II try him"
But number Two Sir lmperturbab,iity,
aud, without even looking towsr,ls them,
answered, in hard, even tone. Our nun
ber is filed you are too late, and, without
lifting an eye-lash, went on with his work.
Drake grew white to the lips. The great
vein. started out on his forehead, and his
fingers worked nervsusly; but 1t was C0rny' :
turn to interfere.
"Muuher Talcott, sure and ys II not
mind what that spalpeen . saying; aud
there q the docthor himself bsyant, and a
kind and pleasant jontleman he is Jist
lift the Cap'n, sisy now, and we III see what
the decthor II say to him." :.
For the third time, then. Drake made his
appeal in behalf of the poor fellow at MS
feet. The doctor heard him kindly, but an
swered, as his assistant bad done, that their
number was full for the day, and was meV-
ing on, when Tscott caught him by the
arm. ..H
Doctor" he said, stsrnly, lone OF your
assistants refuses nv comrade because he is
a dying man; another tells me, as you have
done, that your number is full for the day.
Your own eyes can tell yeu, that If not dy,
ing now, he will be before tomorrow OF
want and exposure. l know nothing OF
your rules; but do know that ii my com.
rade's life is to be saved, it is to be saved
nop, and that you have the means, ifmeans
there are, for its salvation; and let the aw-
full guilt OF the cruelty that brought him
here weigh down whose neck it will, as there
is God above us, do not see how you can
write yourself free of murder, or think yeur
hands clean from blood, if you send him
back 10 die"
God forbid God forbid |" answered the
docter, shrinking from brakes vehemence.
you are unjust, young man; it is not my
will, but my power to help, that is limited:
However he shall not be sent back; we will
do what We can for him, if l have to lodge
him in my own house. ..,.
huu ulun L Tell yc lne uUCthCi Woo oho
kind jontlemen?' cried Corny jsyfully.-
few tnts; but thin he be gettin' bed
there, and belize drap of whisky or sup
Of porridge; and if he gifts on, it's you he
has to thank for it; fur if it hadn't been for
your prachement, my sowl, the docthor
would have turned him off, too; and long
life to you, says Corny Ksegan, and may
you niver be needin' anybody's tongue to
do the like fur you'll" .n
Drake made no answer; after the fever
canes the chill, aud he was thinking drear-
lily of the smouldsring "History,'' and of
the intolsrabls leaden hours stretching out
before him; but it was net in Cornya ma
turs to remain silent. .i| 7#
"Its the ould jontleman wild the scythe
that takes US down, afther ALL Musther Tai
colt; the hours aud hours that we sit mopin' i,
wid'our fingers as limp as lady's. and our
stonschs clatterin' like an empty can, and
sorry thing to think of but the poor era
thurs that's dead, rest their soulsl and whiu
our tu,ns comm; and it's wishn' am that
it was the days Of the fairies, and that the
quane of thin nd jist give us a call, till I'd
ask her if she d liver q pipe and its full of
tobacky about her,-or, failin that, if she d
happen to have a knife in her pocket, till
cut out the old divil JEFF. on the gallsws
and give him what he'd git if we iVer put
our hands on hin" ca.I .H9.k
, "a knife, repeated Drake, starting from
his abstraction, and fumbling in his peeket,
from which he drew an old bit of iron. II
am not the queen of the fairies, but with
this you can hang JEFF. aud his cabinet in
effigy, if you choose, and can find the mate
: rial to carve" rl .H a,
"Arrah, and that's aisy, wild illigant bones
like these, that chips off like marble or wud
itself; but I'm misdeubtin' Pm robbin, ye,
Musthsr Talcott."
II have another" said Drake, producing
t it; and as he did so, there brsathed upon
him, like breeze from homo, . recollec-
tien of the dim light shining in an old IL
brary down on a broad -leaved volume rest
r ing on . carved rack, ,-ofs brown trsssed
/ girl who stood with him before it, her head
. just at his shoulder, looking at tho csthe-
3 dral on it's pags,-of the chance touch of q
8 little hand on his, -sf the brush of q per
;; fumed sleeve,-of the fitting colsr in hsr
: cheek, of q subtle magic, Interviewing
. blush, perfume, picture, and thought ol
l Alice. Dainty pinnacle and massive arch
s and carved buttress were photographed or
t his brain, and arch and pinnacle and but
tress could be notched out IN bone by hii
psor skill,-and if he died, some kindly
q comrade should carry IL to Alice, and II
e should tell her what be had left unsaid; snG
a if he lived he would take it to her himself
s sRd it should servs him for the text Of BIZ
story. That the carving ETA design 40 in
= tricate, on so minute scale, must prove to
8 'dious, argued in its favor; and putting Of
a mourning needs for his history, he took ;,
t hisi new love with = compacency that ex
Q cited Corny's special admiration.
10 "Sure, and it's beautiful thing is reli
u gion; and the divil fly away wild me, If
dom, be sfther gittin' it meselfl Here
9 Musthsr Tslcott if he was fur carving
y fort or big gun, ths eyes and face of hin
l. would be little but scowls and Fuckers; AM
e there he sits, though it's only the dunn
likeness of church that he's at, by tn
g. same token that it's no bigger than n,
IS thumb, and, by the howly piper, you
u think the light that filings away from tn
e big coerod windy down the church wa
is stramln in his face, he locks so paceful-like
1t and he's no betther than heretie, nsythe>
a though he's the heart OF a good Catholic
at as no one knows bstther than meself,"
Indsei Corny's gratitude never gre
e. cold Few sentences of his that did nc
d, end like the one just quoted, in eulogium
q. an "Musther Taloott" If Drake was bu.