The Huntington argus. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1872-1905, 1873-03-29

the Will TO do 10 went, but not as far as the
actual TACT was concerned. The physician
who nov came up, told Margaret that he
was still alive. "le has wonderful vital
force" be SAID, and it has enabled him
TO survive an ordeal that would have killed
weaker man But he may never reco, err
Consciousness, or. il he does, an attack OF
illness may probably follow We will APP
ipy all possible restorativcs, and then he
should be taken away from here at once.
Does anybody know where his lodgings
sre3 The Tyrrell house was rented last
week
Margaret knew where those lodging.
were bu, she held her peace as the men
around shook their heads and disclaimei
any knowledge OF Mr.. Tyrrelrs place of
abode. Never mind about that" she said
I impatiently, to the doctor vino had spoken.
at 10 time enough TO talk OF where you
will take him when he is ready to be taken
anywhere"
This was true enough The process Of
restoring him, therefore, went on for some
time at the mouth OF the fatal shalt, with
men and women OF all kinds looking on
grief ond death present in their most aw-
al forms-and the petty, commonplace
world thrusting itself forward now and
then in the person of sonSe newspaper re-
porter, who, having been spared from work
on the flood, to chronicle this new horror
came up to question the miners the Off
cials, the doctors, the halfrestored victims
anybody and everybody, without regard
to time or place.
After while, the physicians seemed to
agree that Tyrrel would very likely recov.
er. lie will not come to himself for some
time yet they said, but, with the liberal
aid OF restoratves and stimuanls, he'll do
now"
It was after this decision that Margaret.
who had, meanwhile, exchanged few
words with Hugh, came forward and spoke.
'Our cottage is near by she said. Mr..
Tyrrell must be taken there. lie risked his
life to save my brother, and should never
forgive myseliif i'll let him pass ont of my
sight until he is again restored to health"
She announced this determination with
so much qniet tirmness and ,hgni,y that no
one gainsayed her Indeed, nobody had
any right to do so Roland Tvrrel had no
relations, and few friends, in Ridsefor,l -
There was no one to oppose rival claim
no 81. l.
scious man, whose only sense OF returning
life was terrible, giddy sickness.
lie did not know where they were taking
HMM tact, he didn'tc care As in dream,
he was aware that people cane and went
about him; that masculine voices talked
over him, that gentle hand now and then
touched him with the magic art Of soothing
which some women possesses; and that,
finally, he lapsei into sleep too deep
even for such dreams as these
When he awoke. he ielt rs bewildered a.
Margaret had bee oun her awakin, under
somewhat similar circumstances. lie could
not remember Tor some time what hld han.
pened, nor why be felt so weak and C,int.
Even when he mastered his recollection
rp to the poin, OF the falling earth in the
mire-he coull not imagine how he had
been transported from that prison. drelrv
and hopeless az Dlntes hell, to this bon-
doir-l,ke chamber, with its dainty urni-
ture aud picture hing walls.
At last, however, he gave mp thu effort
Of atiguing his brain with couiecurcs.
and decided to wait patiently for an expla
nation Of the mystery. A. If t. reward
his philosophy. it was not long before it
cane The handle OF the door turned soft
w. the door itself opened cautiously, and
be heard a voice, witch he wouA have
recognized among ten thousand, saying, iu
q snhiucl key
"Now take care aud don't make q noise,
Hugh Go in very gently and ,el mc ID.
be is It'll asleep"
Hgl! Roland fyrrelrs DUR ewes opened
yet wider G.an they had done before at tae
sound OF that name, an! i, was those eyes
Which Churchill fret encountered when he
entered the room with elaborate car.ion.
.ry 55st he -aiJ and eyincd .ymp-
toms of tp..u, 1000 immediate r,trn.
but T.fre.l rr- rated bi- intention ty
lifting .m.eii Iu'e. ADD hoi.n, oat tlr
aanI which hc Li once declared h.-
intention ol never offering aeaiu foo Hugo
Churchill