The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-12-17
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of mine the poor child had ever shown
even mute disinclination to comply
with. She never spoke IN Macari's
presence. but her eyes were scarcely
ever turned from him. He seemed to
have a kind of fascination for her.
When he entered the room could hear
her sigh, and when he left it she
breathed a breath of relief; and every
day she grew more restless, uneasy and,
/ knew, unhappy. My heart smote me
as guessed / was causing her pain;
but, at all cost, | determined to perse-
we're. felt that the crisis of her life
was fast drawing near.
One evening, after dinner, as Macari
and l sat over our claret and Pauline,
with her troubled eyes fixed, as usual.
on my guest, was reclining on the sofa
little way of, he began to relate some
of his military adventures. How once,
when in imminent peril-his right arm
broken and useless at his side, his left
arm not strong enough TO WELD the
rifle with thd bayonet fixed-he had
taken the bayonet of, and holding it in
his left hand, had driven it through the
heart of an antagonist As he de-
scribed the deed, he suited the gesture
to the word and seizing q knife which
lay on the table, dealt a downward
blow through the air at an imaginary
white-coated Austrian.
heard deep sigh behind me, and,
turning, saw Pauline lying with her
eyes closed, and apparently in dead
faint. l ran to her, raised her up, and
carrying her to her room, laid her on
her bed. 1t was now about nine o. clock.
Priscilla happened to be out, so l ran
back to the dining-room and bade Ma
carl hasty goodnight.
81 hope there is not much the mat
ter" he said.
"No; only fainting fit. Your fierce
gesture must have frightened her."
Then / returned to my wiie's bedside,
and began the usual course of restora-
tives. Yet without success. White as
statue she lay there, her soft breath
ing and the faint throb of her pulse only
telling that she was alive. She lay
there without sense or motion, whilst
chafed her hands, bathed her brow, and
endeavored to recall her to life. Even
whilst doing so my heart was beating
wildly. / felt that the moment had
come; that something had brought back
the past to her, and that the fierce rush
with which it came had overpowered
her. could scarcely dare to put my
wild belief in words, but it was that
when Pauline again opened her eyes
they would shine with light which / had
never known in them-the light of per-
fectly restored intelligence. A wild,
mad idea, but one had the fullest faith
in.
So it was that / did not send for a
doctor: that after while | gave up my
own attempts TO awaken consciousness;
that / resolved TO let her lie in that
calm, senseless state until she awoke OF
her own accord. took her wrist be-
tween my fingers that might feel every
beat Of her pulse. j laid my cheek
against hers that i might catch the
sound Of every breath-and thus /
waited until Pauline should awake, and,
as fondly believed, awake in her right
mind.
She remained in this state for at least
an hour. So long that at last i began
to get frightened, and think l must,
after all, send for medical aid. Just as
| was forming the resolution TO do so, |
noticed the beats Of her pulse grow
stronger and more rapid; l felt her
breath draw deeper; saw look of re-
turning life steal over her face; and, in
breathless impatience, waited.
And then Pauline-my wife-caips
back to life-she rose in the bed and
turned her face to mine; and in her eyes
l saw what, by the mercy of God. l
shall never again see therel ....
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