Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1885-10-09

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Mamma ! oh, mammal exclaimed
NJ. Rabut, raising his head. you
see" he said TO me, with sob, "you
see she was out bathing; the river sud
denly rose, and"
His head fell forward again over
the little white hand, to which his
lips chung.
"Myrtn Myrtil /" again cried the
good lady, 'bring glass of Madeira
to the gentleman. Or perhaps you
would prefer someshing else?"
questioned the family. The girl
had not been twenty minutes under
water. And yet they had done moth
ing-had not even tried to do any
thing
gave my orders briehy-they were
obeyed.
They had laid her on her back. l
lifted her head so that it leaned side
way on the left. Her teeth were
clenched. How cold her lips seemed
when I pressed my own upon them !
The poor father, senseless with grief,
allowed US to do as we thought best,
and the grandmother walked hurriedly
to and fro. busy. fussy. always calling
Myrtil, and declaring "the breakfast
will never be ready, and here are all
the people coming {"
And a carriage in fact suddenly
drew up before the front door steps.
Two young girls descended with a
happy burst of laughter. can see
them even now as they stopped, look
ed, turned pale, and stood there with
arms twined about each others waist,
and eyes big with terror-silent and
mOtionless.
Half an hour had passed. What J
was not that a flush we saw, mounting
to the colorless cheeks. Oh how fer
vent a prayer 1 uttered that moment
to the good God And it seemed to
me the arm 1 held had become less
rigid.
At that moment a horseman came
up at full gallop.
"Myrtil! Myrtil take the doctors
horse to the stable !" cried the good
lady, descending the steps to meet the
physician. "Ah, doctor, knew it =
your powder could not do me any good.
The whole night, doctor, l was in pain.
All how badly slept r
The doctor came directly to us.
Good young man very good in
deed That is just what should have
been done.
Come, come p he cried in a joyous
tone, after a few moments had passed.
I'VE are all right now-we shall get
off with nothing worse than fright !
Why you old coward, have not al
ready told you so. Here let me see
a happier face on you r And he gave
NJ. Rabut a vigorous slap on the
shoulder.
Then suddenly turning to me, he
asked:
"But you-where are you from 1
don't remember ever seeing you here
before"
Il came from Brittany, doctor, by
way of Paris and Port-Louis."
'Look look Pie had already
turned his back upon lue-"she is
opening her eyes p
NJ. Rabut involuntarily seized my
hand, and dragged me to the sofa.
She opened her eyes. They were
blue-the eyes always liked best.
Helene! my own Helene " muir
INJURED the poor father, STOPPING to
kiss her forehead.
Gentle you !" exclaimed the doc
tor, pulling him back. Let her have
air, ifyou please?"
NJ. Rabut drew back, without let
ting 60 my hand.
Myrtil returned from the stable.
"Myrtil Myrtil well, how about
that breakfast? Is it going to be
ready to-day, or tomorrow"
Ma fol I'm ready for it y cried
the doctor. "That gallop gave me
ferocious appetite"
"Why, Myrtil serve the Madeira
to those gentlemen r.
This time Myrtil obeyed.
1t was four in the afternoon when
left my pavilion to return to the house.
NJ. Rabut came to look for me on the
verandah. "Come," he said, "you can
see her now"
He brought me close to her bed.
Her dear blue eyes still had dark cir
cles about them; but the blood was
circulating under the clear skin; for
she blushed at my approach.
"This is he, my Helene; if it hadn't
been for him" and his voice
chOked.
DON'T fret any more, papa. I am
only sorry about my lochet. Do you
think they win ever be able to find it?"
The locl1et contained her mothers
hair.
1t was barely daylight when
reached the river. The negro who
had taken her out of the water had |
shown me the evening before the pre-
else spot where the current had car
ried her away, and also the place
where he had found her--about fifty |
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