Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1901-10-02
CHAPTER v.-(continued.)


me, Jasmin1pA Have you any reason
for saying this?"
None" she answered, gently patting
his thin hand but that kind of in
stinct which you once said to me, dad
dy. all women have. / don't like him;
l mistrust him. Is it not strange?
There are some people, now"-she
paused, and little soft color crept into
her cheeks-"that one feels could help
one, would never betray one, could
keep ones secrets as they would their
own"
yes, said David Lloyd, that is so.
There is that young lawyer, now
what is his name?-Enderby; l think
I could trust him. But you are wrong
about Lyndon, Jasmine; he is my
friend. Now it is time for my medi-
cine, is it not?"
jasmine went away for it, and after
giving it to him, sat down by the fire.
There was soft light in her eyes, a
kind Of RIGHTEOUSNESS on her mouth,
as she looked into the Pickering fame.
OF what was she thinking? Who can
say? The thoughts of youth are long,
long thoughts.
But she did not forget her household
duties. She ran away presently to get
the early tea which her father liked
more than any other meal. Suddenly
she heard faint cry, and running to
her fathers side she found him lying
back in his chair, CHASTITY color like
that of death overspreading his face
his eyes open, but fixed and glazed, his
lips apart, and slight froth upon
them. His whole appearance was
terrible one; but Jasmine had seen it
once hefore-the night on which she
had gone for Doctor Lyndon.
She looked for basin of warm wa
ter, and put his stiff hands into it. as
ejf with an idea that that would do him
un&3od. As she did SO a knock sounded
on the door She flew to it. and open
ed it to see Paul Enderby.
1t was Sunday. the day on which he
had promised to come.
"Oh. Mr.. Enderby," she exclaimed.
father is terribly i'll VIII you come
sn?"
He followed her, and was shocked
to see the terrible condition of her
father. Jasmine continued her opera
tons, loosened the neckband of the
dressing gown, and chafed his hands
with her own trembling on S.
"Shall we lift him into bed, and l
shall run for the doctor?" said Ender-
by, in whisper.
NO. no-nct Doctor LYNDON" she
exclaimed, with sudden energy that
startled him. "But. If you do not
mind helping me, we could lift him
into bed"
Enderby, with great gentleness, did
so. Then he stood aside, wondering,
as he had often done before, why he
came always to be a helper of this,
man and his daughter; it was while
Jasmine hung over her father, doing
what she could for him with such wo-
manly and almost motherly solicitude,
that Bnderby saw in her now wo-
man, not child.
SuddeAly the dreadful look passed
from the sick mans face and he be-
gan to talk in strange, rambling.
incoherent way.
Eyes, yes, Lyndon-just So that's
what we must do. Keep 1t quiet, of
course. But he-what is his manner
Sir John, Sir Matthew-no, no I've
forgotten help me. He won't
zee harm come to me. And then there's
Jasmine, my little one. Oh, whatever
happens she must be cared for and
looked after, and she must come to
hara tbfc houy WALL
WE'LL
His voice trembled away incoherent-
ly. Jasmine, her face very white, and
wide terror in her eyes. turned to End
erby. The young mans heart ached
at the agony in her appealing look.
HAS ne ever been like this before?"
he asked in low voice.
"Only once" Jasmine whispered,
land that was the night met you
Oh. it is terrlble!"
what can we do? You don't wish
for Lyndon. Shall get another doc
tori" Enderby asked
mo; he would be so put about over
Il when he became conscious" She
moved to the foot OF the bed. for the
incoherent habblings were now lower.
and Enderby followed her Suddenly
ahe looked up with terror In her face.
1T Is awful to think IT,. she said,
whispering land he could see her lips
twitchlnE ncrvously-' but III am
afrAlc Of Doctor Lyndon, don't