These were the last words he ever uttered. Thady was soon close to
him, and with the heavy stick he always carried in his hand, he
struck him violently upon the head. Ussher, when he had heard the
footsteps immediately behind him, dropped Feemy, who was still
insensible, upon the path; but he could not do so quick enough to
prevent the stunning blow which brought him on his knees. His hat
partially saved him, and he was on the point of rising, when Thady
again struck him with all his power; this time the heavy bludgeon
came down on his bare temple, and the young man fell, never to rise
again. He neither moved nor groaned; the force of the blow, and the
great weight of the stick falling on his uncovered head as he was
rising, had shattered his brains, and he lay as dead as though he had
been struck down by a thunder-bolt from heaven.
Though it was so dark that Thady could not see the blood he had shed,
or watch how immovable was the body of the man he had attacked, still
he knew that Ussher was no more. He had felt the skull give way
beneath the stroke; he had heard the body fall heavily on the earth,
and he was sure his enemy was dead.
At first he felt completely paralysed, and unable to do anything;
but he was soon aroused by a long sigh from poor Feemy. The cold had
revived her, and she now regained her senses. Thady threw his stick
upon the ground, and stooping to lift her up, said,
"Oh! Feemy, Feemy, what have you brought upon me!"
When she recognised her brother's voice, and found that she was in
his arms, she said,
"Where am I, Thady? What have you done with him? Where is he?"
"Never mind now. He's gone--come to the house."
"Gone!--he's not gone; don't I know he would not go without me?"
and then escaping from her brother's arms, she screamed, "Myles,
Myles!--what have you done with him? I'll not stir with you till you
tell me where he is!" and then the poor girl shuddered, and added,
"Oh! I'm cold, so miserably cold!"
"Come to the house with me, Feemy;--this is no place for you now."
"I'll not go with you, Thady. It's no use, for you shan't make me;
tell me what you've done with him--I'll go nowhere without him."
Thady paused a minute, thinking what he'd say, and then replied:
"You'll never go with him now, Feemy, for Captain Ussher is dead!"
Feemy only repeated the last word after her brother, and again fell
insensible on the ground.
Thady at length succeeded in getting her to the house; and pushing
open the front door, which was still unlatched, with his foot, took
her into her own room on the left hand side of the passage, and
deposited her still insensible on the sofa. He then went into the
kitchen, and sent Katty to her assistance.
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