In all the way up the High Street, and down the pathway from the
church-yard gate to the door of the cathedral, he never raised his
eyes; and during the sermon he continued in the same apparent state of
stupor. In retiring from the church, the little boy drew him gently
aside from the path to show his sister the spot where their father
was laid; and the old man, absorbed in his own reflections, was
unconsciously on the point of stepping on the grave, when James checked
him,--
‘It’s papa--dinna tramp on him.’
Aghast and recoiling, as if he had trodden upon an adder, he looked
wildly around, and breathed quickly and with great difficulty, but
said nothing. In an instant his countenance underwent a remarkable
change--his eyes became glittering and glassy, and his lips white. His
whole frame shook, and appeared under the influence of some mortal
agitation. His presence of mind did not, however, desert him, and he
led the children hastily home. On reaching the door, he gave them in to
the servant that opened it without speaking, and went immediately to
Grippy, where, the moment he had seated himself in his elbow-chair, he
ordered one of the servants to go for Mr. Keelevin.
‘What ails you, father?’ said Walter, who was in the room at the time;
‘ye speak unco drumly--hae ye bitten your tongue?’ But scarcely had
he uttered these words, when the astonished creature gave a wild and
fearful shout, and, clasping his hands above his head, cried, ‘Help!
help! something’s riving my father in pieces!’
The cry brought in the servants, who, scarcely less terrified, found
the old man smitten with a universal paralysis, his mouth and eyes
dreadfully distorted, and his arms powerless.
In the alarm and consternation of the moment, he was almost immediately
deserted; every one ran in quest of medical aid. Walter alone remained
with him, and continued gazing in his face with a strange horror, which
idiocy rendered terrific.
Before any of the servants returned, the violence of the shock seemed
to subside, and he appeared to be sensible of his situation. The moment
that the first entered the room he made an effort to speak, and the
name of Keelevin was two or three times so distinctly articulated, that
even Walter understood what he meant, and immediately ran wildly to
Glasgow for the lawyer. Another messenger was dispatched for the Leddy,
who had, during the forenoon, gone to her daughter-in-law, with the
intention of spending the day.
In the meantime a doctor was procured, but he seemed to consider the
situation of the patient hopeless; he, however, as in all similar
cases, applied the usual stimulants to restore energy, but without any
decisive effect.
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