Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-08-01

be sent for, and messenger dispatched for Mr. Falconer, who was soon on the spot.
 An examination proved that the injury was on the head, which had come in contact with tho sharp hoof of one of the horses.
 ''It's miracle that he was not killed in. stantly," said the surgeon, gravely, as he looked up from the examination; "you had better got him home as soon as possible"
 twill he live, do you thinkI" MT. Fall coner asked the question anxiously; he dreaded the effect of the shock on Isabel
 ''1t Is impossible to predict" replied the surgeon. "If this was the first injury, and he was in full bodily strength, thers would be more hope," and he shook his head doubt fully.
 Isabel's heart sank within her when Pompey appeared alone, breathless with his haste, and with his honest, black face con- vulsed with grief. It was the first time in her life she had faced such a tragical event, and she almost tainted with dread as Pom- pey told his story, his voice choked with emotion.
 Mrs. Montford came at once to the rescue with her brave heart and strong hands, and while Isabel gave way to her uncon- trollable grief, she quickly made 0 bed ready for the reception of the poor, limp form,
  stretcher by strong hands.
 Be brave, my darling," whispered Mir. Falconcr, as he took his sorrowing wife in his arms brief moment, after the father had been laid on his bed and the men had departed; "while there Is life there Is hope, and every thing which human skill can do shall be done for him."
 There was a discolored bruise on his skull, near the spot where the first injury had been received, and this was carefully shaven and treated in the best possible roy, had accompanied the sad procession.
 He lay unconscious still with futtering breath, and 8 faint, irregular beating of the heart only to tell that he was yet alive.
 Telegrams were at once sent to Major Darlington and Mrs. Pembroke, and then the family, with Dr. Conroy, settled down to anxious waiting for further develop mepts.
 It was nearly midnight when he aroused from his deathly stupor; Dr. Conroy had laid down upon couch in the room, and 1sa- bel and MT. Falconer sat by the bedside.
 He had urged her to retire with the rest of the family, but she could not; she had felt intutively that the injury was fatal, and she could not lose the precious moments of the life so dear to her and which she be- lieved to be 50 short
 She was pale, but moro composed, and she rose and leaned eagerly over him as she observed futtering movement in one of the white hands which lay upon the counter pane; a moment more and the quiver ran over his features, and then the mild blue eyes opened slowly. There was Q strange look in them; tho far-away expression was gone, and replaced by new intelligence. "Ancia," ]" he murmuFed, in a low, tremu- lous voice, ''where am II" and his eyes slow ly wandered, taking in the unfamiliar apartment
 "In my house, father," and she bent over him tenderly; wild, sweet hope had seized her, that he was yet going to recognize and love her.
 "You call me father" he said, slowly and feebly. "I had but one child, and she "And am she," the warm tears falling on his face "Your baby and Alicia's grown up to womanhood, dear father"
 ''Is 1t possible" he said, looking at her wistfully and gently, ''and where have been all these yearsi" "Dear sir, fear you are exerting your- | self too much" !" said Dr. Conroy, who had awakened at the first sound of conversa- tion. He came forward and laid his hand l on his patients pale brow. "You have been | injured, and as soon as you are able to bear lt, LII tuoS0 thugs Su6u O0 0Xpla1uCu CO you" He administered @ need cd remedy talking cheerfully and soothingly the while Chester Darlington looked in Isabel's face longingly and earnestly, seeming to feal that the knowledge he had gained would slip away from him. ''Alicia's child," he murmured, my little Isabelr' l "Yes, father." she replied, taking his hand in hors and caressing it, "your Isabe and hers," and, still clasping his hand, she watched him as he dropped again into ( semiunconscious state, half slumber, hall stupor.
 Isabel looked at her husband with happy eyes. "He knew me. Thank God for thot,' she whispered.
 IA wonderful thing that his memory should come back to him." said Dr. Conroy
 "Docs the fact give you any more hope o, hima" she asked, anxiously
 He shook his head, My denr Mrs Eal