The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1873-02-26
[From" Appleton's Journal.l i..
HUGH'S VENDETTA.
A STORY. IN FOUR CHAPTERS.
BY CHRISTIAN REID. 81
A r1rHoR OF VALERIE AYLMER," D."
''MoR1oN HOUSE,. MABEL LEE" =.
ETC, ETC.. ..t .....
BY CHRISTIAN REID.
CHAPTER Nv.

Roland Tyrrell's last ,sight-the
last, be fancied, that he should ever
have of worldly things-was OF
that falling barrier which shut him,
| in poisonous darkness, from the
sights and sounds Of men. After
that he knew nothing more. : =
He knew nothing of the sensa-
ton which the news of his entomb-
ment made, nor how Nh, Beresford
himself. rushed down into the mine,
nor how volunteers hoeked to the
work of bis rescue, nor yet how
zealously the men labored to save
him who had onlyaa little before
denounced them as towards. a'
But when Margaret Churchill,
who was kneeling by her uncon-
scious yet living brother, heard the
news, she uttered cry which those
around her never forgot. ". l..
cit is my fault!'' she cried. 1T
is my fault! Iurged him to go! !
begged him to save Hugh! But
1 never feared this-I neverthought
that he would give his own life-O
my God what have I done!'' "1i!
It was easier to ask than to an
swer. The men below worked
with a will on the fallen earth,
which, being light, gave way readi-
ly to their shovels; but not one Of
them dared to hope that they would
find Tyrrell alive. They knew too
we'll the terrible power Of the agent
at work within. ~ ..J. .a
II do not think there's more
than a shadow of a chance for the
poor fellow,' the superintendent
ksaid. s'But we can only do for
him what he did for Churchill
give him the benefit of that.-So
work away, for Gods sake, boys
every second of time counts against
him." .t.... o.. ...'s. :.
They knew that as we'll as the
speaker did. and scarcely needed to
be urged to expedition. They
worked as they had seldom, even
in their stalwart lives of labor,
worked before. Whether it was
merely the universal human syrnpa-
thy for human suffering-which at
certain times strikes the magnetic
chord to make men brothers-or
whether they were moved to special
interest by the courage of the gal
liant gentleman dying within, no
one could tell. Assuredly they
could not have told themselves.
People accustomed to analyzing
motives do not pause for snch a
process at moments of supreme ex'
citement. Still less are those who
have meyer done such a thing like
| ly to choose such a time to begin
| It did not matter what sentiment il
was, when the heart sent force
enough into those sturdy arms te
demolisn II a very short time
though time which seemed horribly
long to the passive lockers on
the awful tomb of Natures fashion
ioning. Then they found that h
was ying Immediately beyond tn
fallen earth; and that the. two Ian
terms which had been left we're still
burning, though very dimly. 49,;
Drawn forth into purer air, they
thought they detected signs of life
but = no one could tell be sure o
this. It was true there was some
ground OF hope in the fact, that tn
lights had not, been totally extln
guished, and that he had not beer
Buried much more than fifteen O
twenty minutes; but no man l19,, !. wa
bold enough to say, "He will live :
1 nor even "He is alive!' ''..,-
"Get him up into the hands Q
the doctors as quick as possible
MIR. Beresford said. ''Good HeaV
ems what piece of work this ha
beed!" ,,m 7oa.H rn.
Up from the underworld int
the light of Gods blessed sky h
was accordingly taken-a far NOR
deathlSy Sy-seeming man than Hugl
Churchill had been, or even thai
those poor victims drawn forth
stone-dead, from beneath the ava
lanche of fallen earth. Under, tn
influence Of powerful 'restoratlyes
Churchill was beginning to revlv
a little, and to comprehend in
measure, where he was and wha
had happened. 20. d