Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1868-07-09

out and all was darkness within. No sound but
her own aeitated breathing broke the death-like
silence. Her conjectures were full of fears She
knew not whether it was Victor or only his corpse,
over which she bent in an agony Of pity and a.
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.....> ..-.- CHAPTER XII. ,.-.-.:.
When Victor came to himself, he was lying upon
. comfortable bed, and before him upon the man
tel board asman lamp was burning, which shed a
mellow light over the apartment. His thoughts
were confused and he was unable to tell how he
came in his present situation, or how long he had
lain there. While striving to recall the events
which led him to the circumstances in which he
now found himself he mechanically raised bis
hand to his forehead and found that his head was
bandaged. Passing his hand along over the band
age, he discovered portion of the scalp sore and
painful, which caused pain and shrinking upon the
slightest touch. Gradually, little by little, he be-
gan to recall the events of the evening" his visit to
the house of Miss DeVere, and finally, an imper-
feet recollection of having pursued some one, a
burglar, perhaps, into chamber but when be
endeavored to recall the events that subsequently,
occurred, they eluded his recollection like the Incl
dents Of half remembered dream, the events Of
which battle and defy all attempts to recall them.
He groaned and turned in bed, and in moment
Isolette DeVere stood by his bedside with inqui-
ries as to his feelings Isolette, astonshed to find
herself locked up in the chamber with Victor, had
at first, strven to force open the door, but in vain
She had flown to the window and beating with her
palms upon the side of the house, to attract atten
ton, had called in vain for her domestics, who,
taking advantage of the disorders of times and of
her lenient disposition were absent from their usu
al posts The chamber in which she found her.
self so Unexpectedly imprisoned, was at the rear
of the building and at some distance from the
Streets and there was but little hope that any one
passing might hear her feeble call and come to her
assistance. She might, indeed, at last make her.
self heard but she was rather disposed to await the
return of her own domestics, than by loud outcres
to attract crowd of strangers to the spot, and
give painful notoriety to the transaction. She
resolved rather to watch at the window the return
of some one of her truant servants, and thus OBJ
tain her release and the assistance for Victor which
she feared he so much needed. In the meantime
he might be dead or dying; for the chamber was
in darkness, and she had not been able to ascer.
tain his condition. She feared to leave her post
at the window, lest her absent servants might re-
turn unobserved and the opportunity be lost of
summoning them to her release. e..
Fortunately for Isolette, she remembered there
was lamp and box of matches left on the man.
tel, about week before, when this chamber was
last used, and she leaped forward with the joyful
feelings of one who remembers the existence Of a
treasure which had been forgotten. They were
still there. She eagerly struck light, and, in an
other moment was bending over the form Of Vic
tor, who lay moaning upon the floor. She found
the blood trickling from wound in the scalp, aud
cleansing away the gore, she applied bandage
with careful hand, to stop the bleeding and pro-
tect the wound from the air. This done, she stood
silent and perplexed for moment, then. while the
blood mounted to her cheeks, she took him care
fully in her arms, and lifting him upon the bed
near which he had fallen laid his head softly upon
downy pillows, and drew the covering gently a.
round him. She knew that his condition was one
full of danger and as she stood by his bedside with
her finger on her lips, statue-ike and still, one
who looked upon the scene and saw the pale fea-
lures Of the handsome youth, so composed aud
tranquil, and the statuesque form of the lovely
woman by his couch, might have fancied himself
gazing upon some cAsf Geurre of Art, SILENCE
modelled out of the parian marble guarding her
brother SLEEP. ...i,.,-.. .......... ., :...
Now and then, q sigh or moan escaped him,
and an expression of pain passed over his features
telling that the senses were not swallowed up in
stupor and giving hope that he would soon a.
rouse from the syncope induced by the injury.
All the woman's sympathies of Isolette were ava
kening. There was no one near in blood, for whom
she could cherish the pure and disinterested sent
ment that springs from kindred blood. Brother
she had none, and she sighed, as pure and gen.
tie wish stole into her heart that fortune who had
given her wealth, had also given her brother,
just such as Victor was, whom she might cherish
and love with all her heart. After some minutes
of painful watching by his side, having gently
drawn the curtains around him, she stole back to
her seat by the window, to keep look out for
the coming of some Of her laggard servants whom
she might summon to her relief.
1t was some two hours, perhaps, after Victor
had been placed by Isolettes care upon the bed
before she heard him moving as one awakening
from sleep, and promptly she was by his side
Victor opened his eyes with wild stare of sur
prise, and yet coored up so suddenly that Isolette
was spared any misgivings or doubts as to his CON-
plele restoration to consciousness.
II have forgotten how I came here, Miss Iso-
lette," were his first words. 81 see have recev
ed severe blow, but do not remember from
whom or how. Everything, except my pursuing
some suspicious man into the chamber, has passed
from my mind.
"You received very severe blow with chair, "
returned Isolette, land feared you might never
recover You do not remember it?'
Gas indistinctly as DREAM replied Victor.-
II remember scarcely anything that passed after l
entered the chamber; I must have been knocked
down rs soon as I entered the door. The first
thing thought of when opened my eyes, was
the Cathedral and Spire of Strasburg, an engra-
wing of which you were about to show me. Ithen
remembered your fright and my following an in
dividual to the door of this room, and all else was
forgotten"
'And you do not remember when Walsh struck
you?" asked Isolette. 1T was cruel blow"
"Was it then, Walsh?" asked Victor, in sur
prise. "Yes, now remember something more.
He called my attention toyou, and as I turned my
face, he feled me to the floor But my pistol
was about to fire upon him, to save my own life,
but was too late" -...E s......
"You did, indeed, fire upon him, answered Iso-