Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1879-02-27

you that it Is Impossible tor your husband TO
live that long,"
Mrs. Tracy turned to servant "Take
the fastest horse in the stable and 60 for the
doctor at once," she commanded.
Her manner was insulting to me in the ex.
treme; but I felt that any display of resent
ment, at such a moment, would be worse
than unbecoming, and without noticing her
farther, I continued to do what l could to re-
store Philip to consciousness, and prolong his
existence as far as might be, by careful and
judicious ministrations. Fanny, who had
now subdued her agitation, hung over her
fathers PROSTATE form, and availed herself of
every opportunity of assisting me. She had
always been most tenderly attached to him,
and he, though unpardonably careless, as
rule, in his domestic relations, had returned
her affection, believe, with all the warmth
of which his nature was capable.
Poor Philip, as l had foreseen, did not live
to witness the return of the messenger who
had been dispatched in search Of the ply
sician. In about an hour and half after he
had been brought into the house, he expired,
without having recognized his wife or daugh
ter, or given any sign of consciousness but a
few faint moans and inarticulate words.
now conceived my responsibility, and the
necessity for any farther stay, to be over,
and with some parting words to the attend
ants, and formal adieu to poor Philips
widow Il could not be so hypocritical as to
pretend to offer her any condolence) 1 left
the room. Fanny, sobbing bitterly and cling
ing to my arm, accompanied me to the door.
"Must you go, Uncle Perry?" she asked
looked pityingly at the poor, frail little
thing, and my heart yearned to comfort her.
"My DEAR" replied, eff l could be Of any
farther use, would certainly remain. But
your poor father no longer needs my care,
and am quite aware that your mamma con.
siders my presence superauous."
Mamma doesn't mean" she began, then
stopped feeling, suppose, that she could not
offer any excuse for Madam Tracy's impolite-
ness.
"Well, never mind about her now; but I
think, really, it will be the best plan for me to
go back home, and return again tomorrow
morning. The only thing that troubles me is
the idea of your being in the house without
any protector. If Ralph were only here!'
eyes, if he were herep sighed Fanny.
"But Uncle Perry, it does seem dreadful for
US to be left alone. Ifyou could stay, would
be so thankful"
Ihesitated. Natural pride, selfrespect rath.
er, whispered to me to follow my first i'm
pulse. On the other hand, here was this poor
forlorn girl, forsaken by her husband, desola.
ted by her recent sudden affliction, appealing
to me for protection, for support. Well, l
would put all selfish considerations aside; l
.oo,lld stay, let Madam Tracy like it or not.
"since you really desire it" I began.
But my sentence was cut short before its con-
clusion, by the sudden entrance Of a person
just arrived.
1t was Ralph himself
Heaven be praised I thought. Now this is
somewhat as it should be.
With cry, joyful in the midst Of her sor-
row, Fanny ran towards him, almost throwing
herself into his arms. "Ralph, Ralph! she
CALCULATED, "Oh! have you heard-has any
one told you"
"Yes, I have heard. How very sudden,
he added, turning to me, after touching his
lips to her cheek, and quietly disengaging
himself from her clasp; and without waiting
for all answer, in queer, hurried manner, he
left the room.
TO BE CONTINUED.