Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1856-02-14

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In the exercise of her authority as house
keeper, she had placed his table in such
position in his room that she could see from
her window whether he was at work or not;
and wo betide the luckless youth, if Miss
Betsy's sharp eye fell upon an untenanted
chair, when George was absent from the
family circle. When this arrangement was
first made, George had reused himself to
protest and even to make a show OF rebelll-
on against it; but latterly he had submitted,
and Miss Betsy was forced to confess that
at whatever hour of the evening she station
ed herself at the post Of observation-and
she fattened her old bony nose against The
window at least half dozen times before
she went to bed, and got up once or twice
in the night to repeat the operation
Georges ample dressing gown, and his
smoking cap were to be seen in the right
place.
It was some time after this victory of
Amt Betsy's-one evening between nine
and ten-that Mr.. Grantham made the re-
mark quoted above, to his friend and neigh
Dor, old Mr. Timms. It is to be feared that
the sim pie old gentleman had a sordid OBJ
ject in view in making it-for Timms had
the largest practice in the place, and was an
upright and highly respectable Citizen
Moreover he had recently married a young
and rather giddy wife from New York, and
was beside comfortably rich, everybody said
he ought to take a partner. DR.. Timms
had half admitted as much, as the two old
fellows prosed in Grantham's DRAWN room,
adding:
eff I were bachelor still, Grantham, [
shouldn't mind it. But you see Mrs.
Timms is good deal younger than you or
me-she likes society, and [ don't blame
her for it; but I sometimes think its not
right for her to be going to parties with
young fellows whom [ hardly know from
Adam, while am out visiting my patients. :"
s'AIrs. Timms is very fond Of gayety,"
said Grantham gravely.
''Why yes; very fond indeed. In our
time we should have said, perhaps too fond.
But then, Grantham, we're old fellows; the
worlds gone ahead precious fast since we
were young men. And [ haven't the heart
to speak to her on the subject-poor child
tyJollzod 70 70 ela ee,sy Fog. Ike ,sae. p - -
And the old doctor cleared his voice once
or Twice with energy.
II sometimes think, said Gratham, has
tening to change the subject, ''that George
works too hard. I daren't tell you the num-
Der of hours he reads day
''Medicine," replied the doctor sententi-
ously, ''is science which cannot be mas
tered even in lifetime of study"
''No doubt but you Will admit that very
Of
ings in poring over scientific books"
Il know young men study much less than
they used to do in my time
ssYou must except George, Doctor. It's
not possible to work harder than he does.
Now just come here" added the old father,
rising, 'and you shall see him
And despite remonstrance from Timms,
Mr. Grantham dragged him into Aunt Bet
sys bedroom, even to the spinster's window.
Sure enough, there was George: wrapped
as usual in his dressing gown, his head
buried in his smoking-cap and leaning on
his hand. His lamp was burning brightly,
and though his back was turned to the OBJ
servers, it was plain he was immersed in the
perusal of a book.
''He's been there some time already"
said his father triumphantly, and he'll not
stir till past midnight, I'll be bound"
''Has he seen much practice? p inquired
Dr. Timms.
''He's always visiting some sick person or
other" replied Mr.. Grantham but he could
tell you more about that than L. I'll send
for him."
''Pity to disturb his studies"
ooh! not at all. He'll be delighted to
see you Jane" he called to servant,
Just step to Mr.. Georges room, and say
I'd like to see him.
The two old gentlemen returned to the
drawing-room They had hardly sat down
when the servant returned with the answer
That George didn't say anything when she
gave him the message-didn't even turn
his head
''You see, DOCTOR" cried Grantham, de-
lighted, 'wrapt in his book-lost to every
thing else. Go back again, Jane, and rouse
him Tell him [ want to see him.
''He must be reading very hard" said
DIR. Timms, kindly
In a few moments shrek was heard, and
the servant came running back, as pale as
death, and hardly able to speak from agita-
ton.
whats the matter, Jane?" asked Mr..
Grantham, hastily.
"Oh, Lord! sir" gasped the girl.
"Speak, woman, has anything happened?"
ssMr. George, sir.
"Well, what Of him ?" cried the father in
great alarm.
"He-he's sitting IN his bones, SIR"
On that same evening, sometime before
this startling announcement, George Grant