The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-01-07

worse news. He owed eI50 to banke,
IN HOmburg, and had bound himself tC
make over the proceeds of his commits
sion, whenever be should sell out, to an
English money-lender, who had adj
vanced him a large sum at about 70 per
cent interest. I would not show nv
husband whst felt on hearing this :
and hard as the struggle wasSI tried TO
talk lightly of his loss. We must stay
at HombGrg until more of my dividends
were sent 70 me, then hasten home, and
hurry ont to India, where we could live
on Cyril's pay. and perhaps send some
Of it to his father. Ny husband got
more cheerful as the evening wore on ;
aud as we walked through the Schloss
garden into the cemetery, he said :
We'll, shan't have to lie here after all,
Louise, having shot nv self through de-
| spair. Tired out as 1 was, I went 70
bed very early, and was soon asleep,
when I was awakened by the noise of
some one cropping about near the dress
ing-table.
"'It is I, dear don't be alarmed, ,
said Cyril. as / asked in terror who was
there. am only looking for my
cigar case
"He seemed as frightened as I was.
| and his voice trembled as he answered
me. The next morning, when I had
| occasion to open my purse all my notes
were gone, and there was nothing in
it but some bits of tobacco-leaf stick
| ing to it, as though it had been carried
in the pocket with loose cigars. The
purse had not been ont OF my posses
sion till had put it On the dressing
| table at night. Oh the sad misery of
tho thought which flashed up1n me I
/ IL = L
he knew not what he was doing. That
money must have followed the way of
! the rest. Cyril must leave her at once.
would not stay for the remainder of
| the money I expected. That morning,
VIC had engaged horses for a ride to
| Saalburg, and would urge upon my
husband the necessity OF his going away
| in the afternoon. We had hardly left
! the town when occurred the accident
which deprived my dearest husband of
his reason. My horse shied across the
road at one of the little milk-carts
| drawn by dogs, and slipped quietly
| down into ditch ut the road side. al
lowing me to step off without as eratcb.
! Cyril sprapg off his horse, and rushed
| up to assist me, when my animal, in his
struggles to stand mp, kicked my hus-
band on the forehead as he had stopped
| down to raise me. From that moment
| he lay without sense CT feeling for five
| days, with great starred wound on his
! forehead, like the break which q stone
makes in glass. Nothing but a slow,
! labored breathing, and the irregular
| beats of his pulse, showed that he still
! lived, for his eyes, though open, were
| quite insensible to the light. An oper-
alton of raising the depressed parts of
thah Er, lev ha1
successfully performed, and the symp-
| toms generally seemed favorable TO his
| recovery. It was not until he was un-
mistakably out of all danger, that /
| thought of q consequence more terrible
than death, and almost hoped that he
might be taken from me If he was not
| to be restored whole. But it WAS not to
be. His memory and reason were gone,
and the doctors would not deceive me,
they said, with the hope OF a cure. We
mt for our child. of course, and are
staying here for time, rs my poor hus-
band is amused by the people and
music, and we have some very kind
| friends here. The historv of that toy
rOBg set -noir table is this One day,
during quiet time, I ventured to take
Cyril into the gaming-room. had
though, poor fellow, that his mind was
fected by the sight of the play, but he
became SO excited and anxious to be
continually looking on, that Il was
judged advisable to withdraw him en-
tirely from the rooms. / contrived
a miniature table for him at home,
where We plsy with coEnterfeit napo-
Icons. BE is under the delusion that
he is always losing money, and had
often talked of going to consult a doc
tor on the subject, but had promised not
to do this without telling me.
"I have now told you our story,
which VIII, perhaps, help TO guide you
in treating your patient. You will,
know, pardon me if I have wearied
you.
The foregoing narrative had so i'm
pressed me, that the only words l a /
dressed to Dr. Fiebte, as he re-eDtered
the room, we're "And the sequel, doc
tor ? What befell this treasure of
woman ?"
g was naturally anxious" said my
friend, "that the Martyrs should leave
Homburg without delay, their soiourn
here being as bad for the husbands
condition as it was painful to the wife.
But there were difficulties attending
this step. Mrs. Martyr, though she
would have braved most things on the
poor fellows behalf, seemed to shrink
most sensitivelv from the idea of meet
ing their relations in England. He was
| in good bodily health, she was greatly
/ comforted by the society of some kind
| friends, and they were able to live here
more economically than they could have
| done in England 50 that it was decided
| that they should pass, at all events, the
ensuing winter in HombUTg. We saw a
/ Il ~ Al = I.
/ Martyr was quiet and tractable and
his wife would brighten mp as che saw
him romping with their child, or eager
" excited over a game Of backgammon
with my wife. It seemed, indeed, as
though her life might not be the blank
it had threatened to be, filed up as it
| now was by care for ler husband, and
affection for her child. The hope, too,
was ever present with her that the great
| trouble might pass away, and that this
was TO be but a sad chapter in the story
of their lives. Bat with the spring
came more sorrow. April has been un-
usually cold, when a short summer of
great heat set in for week. One day
! Mrs. Martyr called to ask my advice
respecting her little girl, who had caught
a cold, aud was otherwise ailiBg, from
having sat out too late IN the gardens.
| L AGEuEuEu Will uEi " OVlBbuGGAAf'Ni el'1tit
and found the child struggling for
breath, and showing ali the symptoms
of a severe attack of diphtheria Capt.
Martyr WAS committed to the charge of
some friends, but his wife, / need scarce
~ tell you, could not be persuaded to
leave her child's side. The next day
the little sufferer was worse, aud gave
such manifest signs OF sinking, that II
| seemed unnecessary to prepare her
mother for the end. For three days
she had been by her childs side, giving
it ammonia every second hour. fumiga-
ting the room, and changing the linen.
She would do everything herself, from
a feeling, as che told me, that no one
would so faithfully carry out my iDiunc-
tions. On the fourth day, when I knew
that the crisis must come, the child be
gan TO mend, and, IN q + " hours, ! was
able to gladden. the mother by telling
her that al immediate danger was over.
I urged upon her the advisabiliiy q
now leaving the patient to professional
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