Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1886-01-23
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land heaven befriend him-he is
dead!r
| At her voice pair of heavy eyes
opened slowly and fixed themselves
upon her face. They we're dim with
pain and faintness, but she could
not know that in the moonlight.
Nay, lassr' he answered, labor
eddy. 81 am crushed bit, and my
LEG is broken, but it takes much to
kill Cameron
With the last word he tainted
dead away.
: Janet was no dainty maiden,
beautiful and useless; she had been
taught early to forget self often, and
do for all who were i'll or in need as
in her lay; SO, never thinking of
shrieking or fainting herself, she
drew off her plaid, folded it, and
| placed it under his head. AS she
did so she saw her ball CT yarn
clutched tightly in one of his rigid
hands; and her pretty face flushed.
But she could do nothing for him
there, and she flew up the steep
path like swallow, and on through
the night, to the cottage of old blind
Dan, who had " twa Draw lads"
1t was not long ere she, was lead
ing the sturdy fellows to where she
had left the laird's son.
They found him conscious and able
to tell them how, in riding home, be
had lost himself IN a dream, and not
needed that his horse was on the
very edge Of the cliff until a stumble
of the animals had sent steed and
rider over the rocks, down to the
sands below.
"My Bonnie Raven will ma harm
me mair," he said, in conclus-
ion. "He is in pain. Can one of
You shoot? ?"
"Nay!n they told him.
"Lift me little, then. / Gamma
lift myself"
They did so, and he drew re-
volver from his bosom. Janet, with
shudder turned away, as, with the
weapon lifted and his face white as
death, he took aim at the restless
head of the injured steed. A report
went echoing from cliff to cliff and
the bonnie black animal lay dead.
Douglas Cameron had tainted
again, also.
They lifted him as though he was
child and bore him up the path
Janet ran before to prepare her
aunt.
81 kenned ma guide would COON O.
Sic folly" Nancy said simply.
And then she began to prepare a
place for the injured man, herlaird's
son.
They laid him on the couch and
then Nancy sent the lads in differ.
ent directions. One hurried across
the erags for DR.. Deane; the other
tooklong strides toward the residence
of the laird.
can tell him the lad be badly
bruised, but had life in him yet.n
Nancy called after her messen-
ger.
The young man had very much
life still in him, as was proven by
the week of delirium, during which
he was as one raving mad; but
when consciousness returned and
he lay weak, bandaged with wounds
on him which would leave their
scars on him all his life, he did not
seem unhappy in the cottage, but
would pass the long hours following |
Janet's movements with his eyes, or,
bidding her read, would close them
and listen.
AT last, when the sleet was fall
ing outside, and rugged Scotland I
looked more than usually unlovely, |
the old laird drove down to see bis
son, as he had done daily since the
accident.
" Ye're weel enow to gang hame,
my lad," he said, on leaving. "Ill I
send for We tomorrow"
After his father had gone the
young man lay long watching jan
cts sweet face as it bent over her |
sewing. AT last he spoke:
Ye heard it, lass,n he said, soft
ly. "I am weel enow to gang
hame.n
"Yes," she answered.
"Will ye miss me, lassie ~
No reply, but Janet's cheeks are
burning. Oh, how sadly she will
miss the laird's son when he goes
back to his people.
"Lassie-Janet !" He put ont
his hands and took her own-not
very white, not very fair, but tend
er hands and helpful. 81 will leave
We VII lighter heart if We but say
it. Ye will think o. me sometimes ~
II couldn't forget" she said soft
ly.