The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1867-04-01

dragged the mailman from the choklng 9
girl. To hold him singly was impossi-
| Bile. He broke from the doctors grasp,
threw ND the window, and with loud
laugh, ieapt into the garden below,
where the dull thud of his fall was
heard lust as theassistant, whose care
lessness had permitted him to secrete the
knife, appeared upon the scene.
$50 down, 90 down." cried the doctor,
pointing to the window. The asslS-
tant looked out and hurriedly dlsap-
peared, and the doctor gave all his at,
tention to Lizzie. She had not tainted
she could not do so-not at all events
with the dreadful news untold, but she
was gasping for breath. . :.
The Doctor bent over her. "Llzzle,
dear Lizzie, look up. saw how 1t was.
You were defending my children. You
have saved their lives. Try to look
up and tell me you are not hurt
But Lizzie shrank from the tender
words, and covered miserably ip her
chair. She strove to compel her parched
tongue to speak, and tell him that by
her folly She had caused the death OF
his baby. but Kissing gurgle came IN
stead of words, and ended in hysterIc
shrek. The servants, and nurse among
them, had come crOwding in by this
time, and loud exclamation from the
latter startled them all.
"tGracious powers! what is this = and
she drew forth the knife from the bas-
sinet, and drew it up in view OF the
rest, it's polished surface still undim-
! med.
"Well, the Lord he praised for his
mercy! it were his providence, that IL
were, that put it into my head all OF a
sudden to-day that baby were growing
too big for bassinet, and l put her IN
the old cot by my bedside, and drawed
nv curtains round her, and there she Is,
the precious lamb, awake and smiling
at us all, as good as sugar"
Lizzie heard the words, or rather some
dim idea of their meaning penetrated to
her brain, but the relief was too sudden
to be realized at once. She understood
that confession was not needful, but re-
morse was as bitter as ever. She stood
up and held out her hands implOringly.
"Can-you-for-give :" she whisper
ed piteously, and fell forward in dead
faint upon the doctors shoulder.
For many, many months Dr:Holford
tended Lizzie through the nervous fever
that followed upon her swOOn. At one
time he almost despaired of her recov-
ery, but youth and sound constitution
conquered, and she rose at last from her
sick bed, the shadow of what she had
been.
The doctor pronounced change of air
and scene TO be absolutely necessary
during her cOnvalescence: and stimuli
taneously discovered that he had been
working too hard, and required a holi-
day and month or two abroad. Ru-
NOR states that he impaired these con-
clusions to Lizzie Stuart, and made sun
dry other condolences to her, during one
rTy long and earnest conversation
which they had, walking slowly up and
down-her feeble steps tenderly sup
ported by his arm-under the old haw-
thorns. brilliant by this time with au-
tumnal berries.
You have seen Mrs. Holford. DGyOu
wonder now at the strange look in her
eyes!
Walter Stone fractured his skull in
his fall. He was insensible for many
DAYS. but at length consciousness re-
turned, and those who watched around
his bed thanked Cod to see that all
traces of insanity had disappeared.
They looked forward hopefully to the
future, but his career on earth was end
ed. He sank gradually, and died in a
few weeks. He lived long enough to
be deeply thankfnlto have been spared
from the guilt Of the awful crime he
had SO nearly committed, and to send,
through Doctor Holford, a message of
gratitude and blessing to the woman,
who, by her self.commanda nd courage,
had saved him from going to the grave,
with blood-stained hands.