The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1868-07-26
NEW ORLEANS, SUNDAY MORNING. JULY &c. 1868.

Then for the first time Nellie looked into b
face, and saw that he was white rs ashes.
ity. "What is to become Of us, he is dying, too
| No, no." Hamish mustered his failin
strength to answer. 1t is nothing They she
at me as took boat from the beach, and Ii
mo in the arm; but it is not broken, and
only ! could stop the bleeding, should be We
But he grew paler and paler as he spoke, an
| the blood pushed in torrents from his arm a
he tried to lift it for their inspection. Roge
shouted to Norah to bring down cordial fror
| the tower, and he then helped Nellie and Hen
rietta in their nervous and not very eficien
endeavors to check the bleeding with thei
kerchiefs. Hamish was by this time well-nig
insensible, but a cup of wine revived him. an
| having ascertained that he was merely suffer
ing from flesh wound, Roger sent back Moral
to rummage out some bandages which he re
| membered were among his soldier stores. Wit
these he stanched the blood, and CAREFUL,
bound up the wounded arm. assuring Nellie a
the Same time that her faithful follower wa
merely suffering from loss of blood, and tina
in q few days he would be we'll again n
ever. Nellie must be forgiven if at that momen
| she had no thought excepting for her mother
"a few days " she cried despairingly F" thel
dead by that time"
Hamish did not hear her. He was leaning
back in that halfdreamy state which Otter
follows upon loss of blood; but Roger an
| swered instantly:
you shall 60 at once; but certainly no
Netterville; the poor old man had sunk upo,
the ground, and in his helplessness and per
plexity was weeping like child.
Lord Nettervillew said Roger suddenly.
Lord Nettervllle dashed the tears from his eyes
and looked up anxiously at the young man.
Lord Netterville," Roger repeated, giving
him his hand, and helping him to stand up
lyon see how the case stands; your grand
daughter must so to her mother, and go a
once. Any delay were fatal. This poor fellow
is totally unable to accompany her. Will yo'
shall be as dear and precious to me as a siste,
and that will watch over her and wait upo
her as if were in very deed her brother"
With look of relief and confidence that wa
| touching to behold, the old man wrung til
hand which Roger gave him, and then silent1,
turned toward Nellie. Roger did not ask hel
if she would accept him an escort; he fel
that after the events of the morning she woult
need protestations of loyalty at his hand
| and merely said:
"In two hours we can start but shall hav,
to go first to the mainland to look for horses
"Nay, that shall be my business" said Hen
| rietta suddenly. "In two hours hence, at tn,
| foot of the round tower, you will find then
| waiting and will bring you at the same tim,
| a letter to q friend, who may, think, prov.
| useful to you in Dublin. Follow me not now,
| she added in a tone that admitted of no reply
| as Roger made a movement as if he woulG
| have gone with her to the boat-"follow me no,
| now l can best arrange matters if so alone
| but in two hours hence shall expect you"
CHAPTER XIII.
Henrietta was as good as her word, and
thanks to her energy and kindness, Nellie
with Roger for an escort, was enabled to com.
mence her journey that very afternoon, both
good, swift steeds, which the young English
girl had made no scruple of abstracting for the
purpose from ner father stable. She had done
even more than, this for she had conquered
her pride and petuances sufficiently to write q
! letter to Major OrmistOn, in which she EN-.
treated him by the love he prOfessed tC
bear her, to do all he could for Nellie, and tc
procure her every access to her mother. This
She had given to Roger limiting to him at the
same time that her correspondent was high il
favor of the Lord Deputy, and might possibly
be able to induce the latter to commute the
sentence of death hanging over Mrs. Meter.
vile into of fine imprisonment, even il
he could not or would not grant her a full par
don. OF this hope, however, Roger said not a
syllable TO Nellie, fearful, if it should come to
naught, of adding the bitterness of disappoint-
mcnt to the terrible measure of misery which
in that ease would be her portion.
The journey to Dublin was difficult and a
long one, and if Nellie had been allowed to act
according to her own wishes, she would proba
bly, have used up both herself and her horse
long before she had reached it's end. Forum
atcly, however, for the accomplishment of her
real object, Roger took more exact measure
of the strength of both than, under the crcuui-
stances, she was capable of doing for herself.
and he insisted every night upon her seeking IA
few hours repose i'll any habitation, however
poor, which presented itself for the purpose
With this precaution and supported also i'll
some measure by the very excitement of her
misery, Nellie bore up bravely againstthe in
evitable fatigues and discomforts of the jour
ney. The horses, however, proved less untirlng.
In spite of Rogers best care and grooming,
both at last began to show symptoms of dis
tress, and they were a long days journey yet
from Dublin, when it became evident to him
that his own, in particular, was failing rapidly
Henrietta had chosen it chiefly for its quality
of speed, but it was too light for a tall and
powerfully-built man like Roger, end more
than once that day he had been compelled t.
dismount and proceed at a walking pace, in
order to allow it to recover itself. Night was
rapidly closing in, and Nellie, who, preoccupied
the state of the poor animal ventured to re
monstrate with Roger upon the slowness o
their proceedings Then for the first time h
pointed out to her the exhaustion of thei
| steeds, acknowledging his conviction that hi
own, in particular, was in dying state, an