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Rich Old Uncle and a Bilious Fever.
BY OUR FAMILY PHYSICIAN,

Linda Ray was scarcely seventeen-
Beautiful of course; all heroines are
But more than this. Linda had mind and
heart of goodness as wei. as personal
beauty.
She was The brightest scholar Of Mrs.
"s seminary. was the joy of her faith
er. the pride OF her mother, the GO be-
tween and conhdant OF n quarter Of a score
Of little Rays-her noisy young brood OF
bro,hers-and the friend and consoler Of
all the poor and distressed who came
within her knowiedge.
Liudd was engaged TO young Slocum. an
embryo lawyer of fashion and some tai
eni, who had only the slender income of
his profession to depend upon, but which.
added 10 the modest little fortune of Lin
da. would enable the young couple TO
live quite comfortably.
1t was now in the ftful month OF
April. The following June was TO wit
ness the brids! Of Linda and her lawyer
lover, upon whIcn event the -hoppy pair
were to start for the springs
Linda looked magnifcently on horse
back, and on this April morning, indulg
ed in her favoriie exercise, she was sit
ting like the queen of beauty. glowing
with freshness and radiant with Joy, upon
the back Of her matchess bay-the most
knowing and graceful piece of horsefesh
to be lighted on by fond aud induIgent
parent.
Young Slocum was al her side. descan-
ting upon the beauty OF the morning and
the beauty of the morning queen. when
suddenly the latter sped from his sight.
Linda's bay had taken frigh'; and was fly
ing with lis mistress through The air, sea rec
touching the paving stones. at fearful
speed.
.'She will certainly be thrown and Kill
led!' aud Slocums heart. as he exclaimed
this-or the place where the heart should
have been-beat with a feeling akin 20
despair.
When, however, Slocum arrived some
three or four miles farther, towards the
edge of the city, scene met his view
that called other emotions than those OF
pleasure at the safety of his beloved.
Linda was seated upon the turf, recli
ming against the trunk of tree. A tall.
handsome stranger was bending over her.
bathing her brow with water.
The look-the strange, mysterious look
that Of soul recognizing soul. which
passed between them when Linda opened
her eyes full upon him, haunted young
Slocum like disagreeable nightmare for
months after.
The next day, the tall, handsome stran.
ger called upon the lovely girl. he had
rescued from certain death. TO enquire
after her health. Somehow or other. it
was full three hours before the call was
concluded. Time had passed so pleasant
ly in the easy flow Of thought end senti-
ment. where soul met its kindred. that
both were surprised at its rapid fight.
Again and again they met. always talk
ing as though they had been friends for
ever; so unconstrained and easy was the
interchange OF thought between them
Il generally happened too. by some strang
chance. that Slocum was either out on
some fishing excursion. or something of
the sort, whenever the tall. handsome
stranger called on the bride elect.
The middle Of May arrived. The we'd
ding day was drawing more and more
near. In a maze Of bewilderment the
young betrothed awoke as if from sud-
den dream.
do you love him we'll enough 10 be-
come his wife?" asked she OF her own
heart.
Alas! a deeper depth had been sounded
in that young heart, A deeper depth
than the shallow line OF the groom elect
could hope to sound.
But the spirit which had taught her
own heart-that heart taught her the
meaning of the word lore-the tall and
handsome stranger-he had gone as sud
denly as he had come. Business had CAL
led him to distant country and cline.
True. he had never spoken Of love. but
when he had gone. Linda found, TO her
dismay. that he had taken her heart with
him, and that Slocum seemed to her now