Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1879-06-26
II will be there at seven o'clock, sir, if that

Mr.. Vivian walked rapidly back to his
lodging, anxious to find how matters had
Jared during his absence. He was met by the
attendant, with look of dismay. In an in
slant he divined that something unusual had
happened. -..- ..a...t
"Speakw he exclaimed, seizing the man
by the arm lis anything wrong?'
"Oh sir, indeed it wasn't my fault" stam-
mered the attendant in deprecating tone
II hadn't turned my back on him but just a
minute, and that only for to get him a drink
of water, as he begged me to-and-and he
must have forced the window, sir, for it was
fastened with nail-and-"
"And you have let him escaped"
"No sir-he must have gone to jump out,
or maybe only to lean forward too far, sir
and-and he fell, sir-but he isn't killed,
only senseless-
Without waiting to hear more, Mr.. Vivian
rushed past him and up the stairs into the
room occupied by his brother. Maurice lay
on the bed, ghastly and pale, with blood
stained bandage around his head ; a surgeon
stood by with a finger on his pulse.
"Is he fatally injured? ?" asked Murrell
Vivian, in an agitated voice, as he bent over
his pillow.
II trust net, sir. At present, it is impossible
to say" replied the surgeon, gravely.
1t seemed as though the Fates were con-
spring to render Mr. Vivian's situation as
painful and perplexing one as possible. He
sat down in silent despair, to await the result
of this new catastrophe. The surgeon, equal.
ly silent, remained motionless at his post.
Presently, the attendant came to the door,
and made sign that he wished to speak to
Mr.. Vivian.
"What do you want?' asked the latter, as
he obeyed the signal. ...
"If you please, sir, the mad doctors come"
"The mad DOCTOR! What do you mean ?"
"Well, sir, your brother was beginning to
act so queer, little while before he asked for
the water, that l began to be afraid he was
going to break out in some way, and that
maybe I couldn't manage him, sir, alone
So got message sent to DR.. Snow, who is
mad doctor. His place is just around the
corner. He keeps private asylum, sir-to
beg him to come quick and see an insane gen.
tleman, and he's come"
= "You are meddling, trustees coward" ex-
claimed Mr.. Vivian, enraged at the evident
timidity and incapacity of the fellow, who
had been engaged by him as an experienced
and reliable nurse. 81 want no mad doctors
here. You may 60 and tell him so; or stay
you have done enough mischief. already; LII
see him myself" -.
He went down stairs, and in the parlor was
met by DR.. Snow, who started palpably at the
sight of him. ~,
"Good gracious, Mr.. Vivian is it you ?"
he exclaimed in tone of unfeigued surprise.
And with at least equal surprise the other re-
Joined, 81 am not aware, sir, that we have
ever met before!"
DR.. Snow regarded him attentively, drew
a step nearer, and with his eyes still fixed up
on him muttered half to himself, "Surely l
am not mistaken-and yet-no, it can't be
the same-yet what resemblance! Sir" he
continued aloud, in an eager tone, shave you
brother? ..... .....
II have" was Murrell Vivian's reply.
"And is he inssne?'
"He is-do you know him ?" asked the
other, startled in his turn. To his bewilder-
ment, DR.. Snow darted forward, seized both
his hands in his, and shaking them violently
up and down with every mark of excitement,
seemed for a moment incapable of giving any
other vent to his feelings. At last, when be
could find words, he painted forth
"Heaven be praised, sir, heaven be praised
that I've found you out in this unexpected
way! Sir, your arrivals Godsend-a piece
of the most wonderful good fortune that ever
occurred"
Explain yourself, if you please" rejoined
his mysti6ed hearer.
II will will, only I'm so upset that l
hardly know where to commence. Sir, have
you wife"
Murrell Vivian changed color. "Why do
you ask me this?" he responded, in an agita-
ted voice.
"And is her name Rachel?" pursued the
doctor, with breathless rapidity, unheeding
the question.
Trembling with excitement, his hearer
could scarcely find voice to exclaim-
"For Gods sake, if you have any news
for me, don't keep me in suspense! Do you
know my wife?"
81 do, sir-I do. But be composed, pray
be composed" urged the benevolent physi'
clan, fearing from his listeners pallor and
disturbed look that he had been rash in CIV
ing his information. II can tell you whatever
you desire to know; but pray endeavor to
listen to me as calmly as you can. Your
wife, sir, is under my roof She has been i'll,
and has suffered greatly, but is better now !;
and her restoration to you, sir, am convin-
ced is only wanting to effect a speedy cure"
"Mr. Vivian's breath came thick and fast !;
his heart was beating almost to sufocation.
"Is my wife" he faltered, and then stop
ped. DIR. Snow pitied him. He could guess
what was passing in his heart, and felt too
much compassion for him to delay in laying
his doubts and fears at rest.
circumstances compelled your wife, sir,
to confide to me all her unhappy experience,
and feel assured that it has been the result
of a mistake, a very grevious mistake, from
beginning to end. I am right in assuming