San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-09-21
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The farther the horses ran the wilder
and more furious they grew. They
dashed the buggy into shreds, and left
Mr.. Roosevelt wounded and bleeding a
half mile from where they started.
The negro who fred the shot had
hard time of it, wandering about in Sa-
vannah hunting physician. Luck had
seemed against him. He was twice
directed wrong, and then when he
did at last find a physicians Office the
doctor himself was gone. Butt CHANGED
that when, after great tribulation, he
found doctor, Mr. Roosevelt's family
physician was the one.
Julian had somewhat revived when
they reached him. At the same time
welcome sound of wheels and horses
feet greeted their ears. Two vehicles. a
buggy and carriage, came swiftly up,
and a spry, smooth faced old man de-
scended from the former.
"Ah, bless me, bless me, how's this?"
he quietly calculated, glancing from Mr.,
Roosevelt to Julian and back again,
with the quick, keen look of a trained
surgeon. Then he bounced upon Julian
and began testing his pulse. He mo-
toned to a young man who had accom-
panied him, and gave an order in an
undertone. A medicine case was pro-
duced and few drops of liquid from
phial were put into Julian's mouth.
1t was a terrible shock to the house
hold at Roosevelt Place when the injured
men were brought in. Julian was car
ried to his room in an almost insensible
state. Mr.. Roosevelt's hurts We're COM
paratively light-mere cuts and bruises
that might keep him indoors for few
days.
Resale was standing on tho stairway
when the carriages came to the gate.
She turned and ran up to her room, and
from the window saw Ellis and three
or four others lifting Julian, pale and APP
parently dead, down from the cushioned
couch in the carriage. The first thought
that entered her mind was that Ellis had
killed Julian in a duel. All her blood
seemed to flow in upon her heart, and
she gripped the window frame for sup
port. She saw, as through glass
darkly, that group of laboring forms
pass into the house bearing the heavy,
solemn load, and then she slid down to
the floor and lay in a little dark heap
over which her yellow hair strayed in
loose, shining curls. She had not swoon-
ed-she was too strong for that-but
feeling of utter horror and despair had
crushed her down as if by its mere
weight
When, after a long while, Adelaide
came to look for her she was still there.
silent, fearless, numb, with the intensity
of her suffering.
When she learned that it had been an
accident and not duel, and that Julian
was not dead, her relief was very great:
but there remained nameless dread,
and something in Adelaide's voice and
manner added to her distress,
Adelaide had tears in her eyes, and
she was wringing her hands slowly as
she began walking to and fro in the
room.
1T is awful" she exclaimed, in her
Calm, suppressed way, tLIIA OlA, AsOSdLLCI
if he should die without knowing that |
have forgiven him"
Forgiven him?" echoed Rosalie, for
given him for what"
Adelaide stopped and looked strangely
at her sister. True enough, Rosalie did
not know. Ought she to tell her? Per-
haps it would be best; but she could
not
We had foolish disagreement" she
presently said; Il will tell you some
time, not now"
But he will not die-oh, Adelaide, he
will not die, will he;' cried Resale, with
a sudden gush of tears.
II do not know, dear" the sister re-
piled, her voice struggling to hold its
even, gentle flow.
They stood there facing each other,
their faces pale, their lips trembling and
their eyes shining with intense distress,
They did not heed the balmy wind tide
flowing through the room, nor the song
of the mocking bird gayly falling from
the tree by the window.
CHAPTER XVI.
JULIAN INTRODUCES HIMSELF TO COLONEL
CHENIER.