Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1885-12-12

J himself. Calling TO Dan and Joe, b
} had the insensible man carried to th
/ house. He left him in his wife's car
and went in haste for the doctor.
80 CHAPTER XVI
sG DUNsTAN KIRKE's ILLNESS. :
Mrs. Kirke was-shocked beyond eS
preston when. she saw her husband
who had left her but an hour befor
lin robust health, brought home insen
J sible. Dan and Joe carried their mas
ter upstairs, laid him on his bed, ant
assisted his vile to undress him. Mrs
Kirke applied salts to his nostrik
bathed his lace and head with cox
water, and puta bottle of hot water t.
!. his feet; but all her Efforts to restor,
consciousness were unavailing. Dun
stan Kirke lay like a man from whom
| life had departed.
4 When DR.. Thorne entered, Mrs
Kirke exclaimed stf ,9iffg \
@Oh, doctor, / am afraid my husbant
is dead !"
| The doctor felt the miller's pulse
and said: "a 9
@He is not dead, but he is insensi.
ble" s.g. ..s,.
The good physician then commenc
ed vigorous course of treatment
After working over his patient fol
some time, he had the satisfaction o
seeing him open his eyes.
.sDo you know me, Kirke?' asked
Doctor Thorn9, as the miller looked
around the room with a dazed, uncer
tain stare.
'Yes," slowly replied the miller.
"Where do you feel ili?P
"Oh, my head feels as il the skull
were being pressed open. feel faint
and | feel all on fire inside"
@Humphl | am afraid you are in a
bad way"
aAIay be am going to dier" cried
the miller, alarmed, as he arose in the
bed and sat.up but the exertion was
too much for him; he fell back faint
ing on the pillows.
DIR. Thorne thought he had been
imprudent in speaking to his patient
so candidly, and determined to be
more guarded in the future.
,Dunstan Kirke was quiet for about
ten minutes; then he began to toss
from side to side muttering to hinl-
self.
Suddenly he started up again, his
eyes blazing, as he called out:
5 aHazelI Hazell come here, lass, !
want you'll"
4Dunstan, Hazel is not at home,p
replied Mrs. Kirke, while tears filled
her eyes.
/ aAhi' the miller cried, fiercely, II
forget; she is living with her her be-
trayer. Do you hear? Twill have my
revengep
''Oh, Dunstan, what do you mean p
questioned the unhappy mother, her
face growing white as if with the palior
of death. sa
arthur Carringford has betrayed
our child-ruined her"
betrayed Hazel!" exclaimed Mrs.
Kirke, looking at her husband in pain
ful astonishment. el
"All his work-his work. Let me
| find him. / will rend his heart out
and show her how black it is"
Doctor Thorne looked grave, for he
now realized that his patient was de-
lirious. He felt that it would take all
his skill to alleviate the suilerings OF
| the poor man and to save his lie.
Mercy Kirke, seeing the look OF apf
prehension on the physicians lace,
whispered to him:
'sOh, don't be afraid to speak out,
doctor. It's false kindness to conceal
the truth from me. What ails my hus-
band ?"
brain fever, Mrs. Kirke. Has he
been worried about anything lately 2
al don't know, sir, for he never al
| lowed us to mention Hazels name
from the hour she left home. He
loved her, poor lass, as he did not love
any one else in the world. He may
have repented OF his harshness to my
poor child; if he did, he never allowed
me to see that he had any feeling on
the subject"
"My cid friend is not as iron-hearted
as we imagined. Hazels marriage and
absence have preyed upon his mind,
/ and this is the result" said Doctor
Thorne, hastily writing prescription.
Let Dan ride into town, Mrs. Kirke,
for | want that medicine as soon as
possible"
AS Mercy Kirke left the room to
send Dan for the medicine, she saw
Dolly Dutton, busy as usual in the
kitchen, and said to her:
run to the mill, Dolly, and tell Dan
to ride as fast as possible to town Tor
this prescription"
what ails my uncle, Aunt Mercy =
doctor Thorne thinks he has an
attack of brain fever"
@Humphl so he is not as hard-heart-
ed as he wanted us to believe"
"Hush, Dolly, he is very ill"
at will teach him lesson, | hope,
and cure his temper. There, Aunt
Mercy, don't look shocked, but l am
sick and tired living without the sight
of Hazel. Don't you think l see your
heart breaking for glimpse of your
daughters face. Even line from her
would be welcome. II my uncle has
brain fever, it serves him right, for he
acted too outrageously for me to feel a
great deal of compassion for him. l
will see that Dan goes mt once, Aunt
Mercy. Don't worry. Uncle Dunstan
won't die; he's too tough"
"Oh, Dolly, how can you talk so at
such time as this 2"
Il might as well say it as think it.
Aunt Mercy" replied Dolly, as she left
the kitchen and crossed the yard on
her way to the mill.
Mrs. Kirke went upstairs with a
weary sigh. She felt exceedingly anx-
ious about her husband. She could
not imagine what made him speak in
such strange way OF Hazel. The un-
happy mother breathed silent prayer
for her absent child as she entered the
sick-room and sat down by the invalid's
! bed.
During the next hour the patient
grew alarmingly worse, and Doctor
| Thorne exclaimed:
wish Dan would come. / cannot
do anything to relieve his paroxysms
until | get that medicine"
"Dln will be back shortly, doctor; he
has not had time TO return yet
You are right, Mrs. Klrke. / am
impatient, | suppose, but unless | ad'
minister an opiaie | cannot quiet him
Unfortunately, the medicine | need |
have not got. We never give it, you
know, except in extreme cases"
do you think my husband is alarm
ingly iil?'
Il fear so. He is very strong man
and therefore he will suffer more than
a weaker one; besides, he will give us
4 Ill Ian +.