Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-11-04
sieur. Fall back, gentlemen, and give
way. A moi, mes camarades."

riedly, as the soldiers surrounded hin
and prepared to force way through
the crowd, 81 can now face anything
with light heart. You believe In me
Take care Of that gentleman yonder
he is a friend of NINE"
AS he spoke, the soldiers seized him
by the arm and hustled him down the
street toward the Chateau st. Louis
the residence of the governor, where
de Ramesay sat In hurried consulta.
tion with the officers over the defense
of the stricken town. The crowd
after few curious glances, followed
the soldiers and left the PROSTATE En-
glishman alone on the doorstep.
The young woman turned again to
the man on the step. He was wounded
perhaps dying. The bullet which
struck him in the back had passed
completely through his shoulder, and
his shirt was stained with blood
There was a deep cut through the
sleeve of his coat also, and his arm
lay in a little pool of the same deadly
fluid. His face was covered with blood
from a slight wound on his forehead,
and earth-stained as we'll from the
muddy unpaved street where he had
fallen. He was hideous spectacle.
Yet, though a foeman, he was wounded
and helpless.
She knelt beside him, and seeing
at a glance that the wound in his face
was superficial, with not unskillful
fingers she rapidly opened his waist.
coat and tore open his shirt. Yes,
there was the dangerous wound. Blood
was still oozing from it. She had as
sisted the good sisters in nursing the
sick and wounded during the siege,
and the gruesome sight was not unfa-
miliar to her. The wound must be at
tended to at once. Raising her voice,
she called through the little hallway:
"Josette! Jean-Renaud, hither!"
Immediately a buxom young woman
made her appearance at the door In
obedience to her mistress call.
Water, quick, Josette, and get jean
Renaud! Here is a gentleman wound
ed, friend Of Monsieur de Vitre."
"Jean-Renaud is not in the house,
mademoiselle. He went to the St
Louis Gate to-"
"I am here" exclaimed deep, rough
voice, as a burly old man wearing the
livery Of the de Rohans came around
the corner. I'VE have lost the battle
Monsieur de Montcalm Is mortally
wounded, as is Monsieur de Senezer-
CUES, and Monsieur de st. Ours Is
killed"
Peace, Jean-Renaud. will hear
your news in a moment. Meanwhile
carry this gentleman to my chamber"
Jean Reuaud stopped down and
lifted up the slight form of the stran-
ger, who lay in his arms as II he had
been a boy. He carried him upstairs
and deposited him upon a great bed
in a low-ceiled chamber lighted by a
dormer window. While his mistress,
with the assistance Of Josette, busted
herself below in preparing such home
ly medicaments as their experience
could devise, Jean-Renaud removed
the clothes from Grafton and put him
regularly in bed. Then he examined
his wounds with the skill OF an old
campaigner.
Presently mademoiselle, followed by
the maid, entered the room. With her
own hands she assisted in washing
the wounds and putting on some tenn
porary bandages. AS she did so she
did not fail to note around the neck
Of the young Englishman little chain
of gold from which was suspended a
leather case, evidently containing a
locket.
"Shall I take this off also?" asked
Jean-Renaud, lifting the chain, as they
passed the bandages.
"No, leave 1t there. IT'S probably
the picture of one he loves. VIII he
live, think you, Jean-Renaud?'
"I know not, mademoiselle. It's
rough wound, and he has lost much
blood"
"A pity. But let us hope" muir
INJURED the girl thoughtfully.
The place where the bed stood was
far from the window and in a sub
dued light, so she had not yet had a
fair view Of the face Of the wounded
man. Indeed, they had been so busy
that they did not have time to wash
his face, hence she had not recognized
him.
at were best to 60 for the sur
geon, mademoiselle," remarked Jo-
sette, gazing at the Englishman with
sympathetic interest, as Jean-Renaud
tied the last bandage about the cut
in his arm.
"a good suggestion. Go you, jean
Renaud: and Josette. lock the street
door and see that things are looked
after downstairs. 'Tis like to be day
of trouble. The soldiers are filling the
street, and we had sample OF their
temper but a moment since. Beg Dr.
Arnoux to come quickly. Jean Renaud,
and hasten yourself, for when you re-
turn you must accompany me to the
governor in behalf of Monsieur de
Vitre. Hand me that basin, Josette
and the cloth. I will wash this blood
and earth from the face Of the poor
man."
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