Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1856-02-13

WlnoOW hdS lhoe Vi tHr oSCO SpinSlcT
bedroom. In the exercise of her au-
thority as housekeerer, she had placed
his table in such a position in his room
that she could see from her window
whether he was at work or not and wo
oetide the luckless youth if Miss Betsy S
sharp eye fell upon an untenanted chair,
when George was absent from the fami-
ly circle. When. this arrangement was
first made, George had reused himself
to protest and even to make show of
rebellion against it +; but latterly he had
submitted. and Miss Betsy was forced to
confess that at whatever hour of the
evening she stationed herself at the post
of obseryation-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-George's
ample dressing gown, and his smoking
cap were to be seen in the right place.
1t was some time after this victory of
Aunt Betsy's-one evening between nine
and ten-that Mr.. Granthsm made the
remark quoled above, to his friend and
neighbor, old DR.. Timms. II is to be
feared thai the simple old gentleman had
a sordid object in view in making it-for
Timms had the largest practice in the
place, and was an upright and highly
respectable citizen. Moreover, as he
had recently married a young and rath-
giddy wife from New York, and was be
side comfortably rich. everybody said he
ought to take partner. DR.. Timms
had half admitted as much, as the two
old fellows prosed in Grsntham's draw
ing-room, adding
IfI were a bachelor still, Grantham,
l shouldn't mind it. But you see Mrs.
Timms is good deal younger than you
or me-she likes society, and / 1on't
blame her for it; but l sometimes think
it's not right for her to be going to par
ties with young fellows whom l hardly
know from Adam, while am out visit
ing my patients
Mrs. 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 1
haven't the heart to speak to her on the
subject-poor child, yokcd TO an old fogy
like me-
And the old doctor cleared his voice
once or twice with energy.
i sometimes think, said Grantham,
Fastening to change the subject, that
George works too hard. l daren't tell
you the number of hours he reads day
Medicine, replied the doctor. senten-
tiously, SIS science which cannot be
mastered even in lifetime of study
No doubt /; but you will admit that
very few young men Of Georges age
spend their evenings in pouring over
scientific books
4 know young men study much less
than they used to do in my time
you 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 remonstranee from
Timms, Mr.. Grantham dragged him into
Aunt Betsy's bedroom, even to the spin
ster's window. Sure enough, there was
George wrapped as usual in his dress
ing gown. his head buried in his smok-
ing cap and leaning on his hand. His
lamp was burning brightly, and though
his back was turned to the observers, it
was plain he was immersed in the peru
sal of book.
Hes been there some time already,
said his father triumphantly, and he'll
not stir till past midnight, I'll be bo1nd.
Has he seen much practice p inquir-
ed DIR. Timms.
He's always visiting some sick per-
son OF other replied Mr. Grantham /;
but he could tell you more about that
than 1. I'll send for him.
Pity to disturb his studies
'Oh not at all. He'll be delighted
to see you. jane he called 10 ser
want, Just step to Mr.. Georges room,
and say I'd ike 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 any
thing when she gave him the message
didn't even turn his head.
You see. DOCTOR cried Graniham,
delighted. 'wrapt in his book-lost to
everything else. G1 back again Jane.
and rouse him. Tell him l want to see
him.
He must be reading very hard said
DR.. Timms, kindly.
In few moments shrek was heard.
and the servant came running back, Is
pale as death, and hardly able to speak
from agitation.
'Whai's the matter, Jane 2 asked