Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-04-20

bedroom into which Lord Gilmore had
been carried. She found him lying on
the bed looking faint and even ghastly
white. The doctor kept his fingers
| anxiously on his pulse. He had relapsed
into Inconsistencies, and looked so
death-llke that vague fear daTted into
Lady Blenkensop's heart.
His mother was kneeling by one side
of the bed, and never glanced round as
Lady Blenkensop entered the room. A
silent moment or two passed-solemn
moments. when the faint futtering
breath seemed almost stayed, and the
gray shadows eFdeath drew very near
and then young manhood, strong and
vigorous, asserted its power against the
foe.
| Once more Lord Gilmore sighed, and
the extreme pallor again passed from
his face, and the little doctor, who had
grown quite pale with anxiety, breathed
sigh of relief.
"He's coming round, my lady - he
said, and his words proved true. But
he was very weak and low, and the doe
tor made no further attempt to examine
the wound, Lord Gilmore being in too
PROSTATE condition for him to do so.
II was not until O. CLOCK in the even
ing, the two surgeons from town having
by this time arrived at WTOthslev, that
its real nature was Gscertained He had
been shot in the upper part of the chest,
close TO the shoulder, and the bullet had
| lodged in and broken his shoulder bone.
1t was dangerous wound, though both
the medical men declared not fatal
one, unless the young lord sank through
! fever or weakness.
But it was so serious that Lady Blen-
kensOp gave up all idea of returning to
her home until the crisis was past She
therefore sent her carriage back to Grey
ston Lodge which her husband, Gen.
Sir Charles Blenkensop, had taken for a
season while he commanded in the neigh
borhood; and she entrusted her coach
man with letter to Sir Charles.
Let us read this characteristic epistle,
and understand the somewhat grim smile
with which the general did so.
Dear Charles:
81 drove this afternoon over here
| (to Wrothsley)for the purpose which I
mentioned to you this morning at break
! fast, namely, to try to get a stu alton
for Nancy LOTUS. 1 found everything
in confusion, for the young lord had just
| been discovered, it was feared, in dy-
| ing condition in one of the thickets Of
the park. Lady Gilmore's distress was
so great that it seemed almost to deprive
her of reason, and I trust was able to
be of some little help to her. He was
bleeding to death from a bullet wound
J when l reached him, and no one had
the sense to try to stop the hemOr-
rhage. I succeeded in doing this, and
we had him carried to the castle, and I
! telegraphed for Sir James Thompson and
Mr.. Lyhurst, whom 1 thought were the
two most eminent men 1 could choose.
| They came down from town by q fast
| train, but it took them three hours, and
they did not arrive until 9 CLOCK. BY
this time Gilmore had gained a little
strength, and the doctors were able to
! give an opinion on his condition. He is
! dangerously, but we hope not fatally,
! wounded, and though from its nature
the injury might have been self inflicted,
it is of course quite impossible to believe
that it was. Gilmore has too many of
this world IS good gifts to wish to quit it.
He is young, rich and handsome, and
| was not at all lkely--fOr he is self in
| dulgent and selfish, l am tOld-to cause
| himself suffering and pain. And also
no revolver was found near the spot
where he lay; but something very sig
nldCant | think was, | will tell you more
of this when l see you, for at present [
think it is my duty to remain with poor
! Lady Gilmore, who really requires some
sensible person to be with her. I hope
also to be able to arrange about Nancy
LOTUS coming here as governess to the
twin girls. They are Old fashioned lit
tie things, but pretty, and not in the
least like their mother. Nancy will just
suit them, l think, and Lady Gilmore
can well afford to give her an excellent
,Iorv lob h Iol-
Mrs. Lotus.
81 shall be pleased to hear from you,
or see you if you have time to come over.
And l remain, your affectionate wife,
"MARGARET BLENKENSoP. -
Lady Blenkensop having dispatched
this letter and presided at late dinner
for the two London doctors, and settled
that one of them was to remain all night
at WrothsIeY, and that Sir James
Thompson was to return in the morning,
as they then contemplated the extrao-
ton of the bullet, and having also tele-
graphed to town for two professional
nurses, about II o'clock again found her
way to the Young lord s room.
It was in semi-darkness, and the
mother and the country doctor still were
there, and Gilmore had sank into rest
less slumber, and was murmuring I'M
easily III MS dreams. suddenly ne half
started and gave a cry.
''AIice! Alice!'' he uttered IN a
plaintive voice of pain and as the wo-
man IS name passed his lips, his mothers
brow contracted, and Lady Blenkensop
silently watching her, saw her small
hands clench and her pale face grow
whittier still.
CHAPTER " THE NEW GOVERNESs.
The next few days were spent by Lady
Gilmore in miserable state of suspense
between hope and fear. The bullet was
extracted from Gilmore IS shoulder safely
but a slight attack of fever set in, and
even the doctors admitted to Lady Blen-
kensop that his condition was extremely
precarious. They did not tell the poor
mother this, but with the deep, strange
instinct of love she understood it, and
watched night and day by his bed-her
eyes. WistfuI and pathetic, fixed ever on
his face.
He was deliTious at times, and again
and again addressed some imaginary per-
son he called "Alice.' He talked of