Des Moines courier. ([Ottumwa] Iowa) 1848-1854, 1853-06-16

something TO do! You'll make a preu,
doctor, you never read book; and none
OF the slaves even get sick for you !,
practice upon
"A DOCTOR. said Grace, who had turn
ed around on the piano stool, with one
hand still on the keys, and her large, ha
Eel eyes open as if in asionishment, "a
doctor! what an idea,' and merry laugh
completed the sentence, and she again
turned TO the piano.
Yes, madam! doctor. Is there any.
thing so improbable in that. [ can show
you my diploma
Can you! not worth much, | suspect,
for don't doubt bu. YOU fel, more in.
!erest in the resul. of horse race than
you did in tha, OF your examination
'Nererlheless,' answered he, as calm
ly as he could, Il did pass, and have a
legal rightso kill any one.'
Lucy, DEAR said Grace. .if | should
be taken i'll, please don't let your brother
administer anything to me; he looks now
as if he would like TO kill me, and he
won't hesitate when he has legal right
to do so. Oh, / would'n, lie. him ex-
tract splinter from my finger
so you doubt my skill as o physician
do you, Miss Grace?' asked Tom.
'Oh, you might make second or third
rate veterinary surgeon was The reply;
but suspec. the only medicine ,ha, you
know how to give is Glauber salts.'
The gentleman looked com mple.ely dis
colAfi,ed; Lucy laughed; Old Mr.. Nor
gan's loud, hoarse ha, hn! could be heard
half over the house; and Grace commen-
ced singing, Doctor Calomel.'
Tom heard the song to the end, affect
ing TO play with his sisters pet spaniel,
but the poor dog got a kick or two more
than he was in the habit Of receiving,
for not performing his tricks correctly,
and then his tormenior got up and left
the room.
He returned in about an hour, and
found Grace and Lucy practising new
waltz.
'Oh. Mr.. Morgan, beg pardon, Doctor
Morgan, dom, you want to learn this
beautiful waltz! I'll teach you,' said
Grace.
THANK you. madam rom always
emphasized the madam to Grace when
he was particularly annoyed-thank
you, madam, I've no ambition TO make
humming-sop of myself
We'll, | suppose you wouldn't find
cancing easy--one, two-you seem rath-
CT stiff and awkward. Really you had
ough, TO be suppled--one, two. three
as they Go the horses under the Baucher
system
Tom looked on with lowering brow,
and at last exclaimed,
IF the women had--any sense, it
would be inconoeiyable how they could
make such fools of themselves. AS it
is, don't see how the deuce they can
spend their time hopping around like
peas on hot shovel
oh, we glide into the mems hearts
that way--one, two--and at last whirl
ourselves into mairimony,' replied Miss
Grace.
We'll, man who'd be caught by such
a tee-toium would deserve his fate. 1t
wouldn't be me-
NO., was the answer. "A woman
would have to ride into your heart on
horseback, or drive in with four in
hand. 'One, two--Lucy slide little
more if you please
tom, whistle for us. j, puts Grace
almost out of breath to dance and coun,
the steps at the same time, said Lucy,
.this is il, la, la, la!'
But her brother fatty refused.
.How beautifully Cousin Charles usod
to whistle said Grace. when we waltz
ed together. Oh, he danced divinely,'
and here her great hazel eyes were roll
ed up in ecstacy. you never saw him,
did you, Lucy? He's in the Navy. you
know. and is somewhere up the Medit-
erranean now. He promised me beau
tiful Spanish Mantilla when he returns
they can't be bought in this country
Take care, Oracle, that he don't bring
you home Spanish cousin, as well,
said Lucy.
oh, there's no danger of that; he's
called me his little wife ever since can
remember, replied the gipsey. glancing
out of the corner of her eye at Tom; but
keeping secret the fact that he was en-
gagged to her elder sister.
is he very handsome, Grace!' quoried
Lucy.
oh, remarkably; those blue coats
with metal buttons are SO becoming; and
then his imperial! Lucy you never saw
such an imperial! he don't wear NOUS
taches. they are decidedly vulgar. you
know; scarcely anybody wears them
now, but tobacconists and ,ailors.'
Fom had refused to whistle for the
girls to waltz by, but he was doing i,
now for his own amusement, and drum
ming time vigorously againstthe window
pane with one hand, whilst with the 9TH
er he fondly stroked his own hirsute pet.
which he had thought such an addition
10 his face in its glossy blackness.
Really this bachelor Of twenty five,
this contemptuous derider of women.
was to be pi,ied. Grace seemed to have
taken it upon herself to revenge her
whole sex. His own words, uttered be-
fore her arrival. almost seemed like a