The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1865-04-12

pose,, muttered the doctor. Presently
Johnny bright little face came in at the
door.
please, sir, mothers sent you five dol
lars, said the small man, cheerily.
'And pIay, who is mother" asked the
doctor, his lassitude giving way to an ap
pearance Of interest as he gazed on the small
sparkling features, vainly striving to think
where he had seen them before.
Mother is Mrs Mills, sir. on Fleet street
Don't ysu remember you dOctOred my faith,
er-wh0-who died, trembied little John
ny.
oh! yes, my man, do remember" re.
piled the doctor, '"the widow on Fleet street.
why, my little fellow, | hadn't sent in my
bill yet, he continued, in a pleased voice
81 know; but mother very unhappy il
she owes anybody, most Of all doctors, she
says; because they have to work hard fol
their money: so as she said providence sent
the five dollars, she wanted you to have it. -
The doctor sat musing few moments
and winking his eyes hard. This was an
unusual experience with him. Where one
paid him without solicitation, twenty tor
mented him by delay--not Of months, but
years. those, too, who could well afford to
pay.
Its very kind of your mother my little
fellow; but have thought of something. -
The fact is, i want some good trusty boy to
bring me my letters and papers every morn
ing and take them to the post Office every
evening. What do you say to working out
your mothers bill in that way?"
What! and you not take the money,
sir?"
Only out Of you,'' replied the doctor,
laughing. ''l'll give you fifty cents week.
That will make us square in time, and you
can still continue i'll the business, you know. u
"Oh! thank you, sir; it's right on my
way, for | always go for Mr.. Mosely, and il
he is willing, / IN sure l Il be glad to do it
oh! thank you, sir, and VISIONS of hot
dishes danced before his eyes, 1t was very
pleasant to see his gratitude-pcasanter
still to see the glad look in the mother
eyes as he told his story and displayed his
Fayory marketing ...
That night Mr.. Mosley told the Ito him)
wonderful story of little Johnny Mills to his
family, Fanny Mosley his only child, a
pretty, petted, blue-cyed girl, listened quiet
ly.
II wonder if it was that mean looking
little fellow that brought the bundle home?"
she queried, "Why, papa, | called him a
beggar-Tm sure he looked like one.
Called him beggar!" said Mr.. Mosley,
astoni>hment in his tone and gesture; II
thought my little daughter would have treat
ed even beggar with more courtesy than
that .
Il didn't think such dirty, ragged thing
need to come TO the lrCut door" said the
girl, with pouting lips. ...... ....
'Let me tell you, my daughter, you may
be very glad to receive the smallest favor
from him yet
I'll never receive a favor from him, -
cried the young girl, her eyes flashing.
Il hope you may never need to, replied
her father, "but naughty spirit gncth be-
fore 4 tall, and | am sorry to say have seen
sad indications Of very false pride in my
little daughter. -
Fanny was sienced but not convinced.
''Be obliged to him." she said to her
nurse, not long atter-''I' d die first"
Indeed, SO | would dear" replied the
weak woman, My Miss Fannie is going
to grow up a real beauty and marry the
ing to stoop to any such poor trash"
Meantime, things went well with Johnny.
The doctor, a wealthy man and childless,
took fancy to him, and in less than year
surprised the poor widow with an offer that
seemed to her to come direct flom heaven.
1t was to the effect that he should take
Johnny, clothe and educate him, and if he
gave evidence of desire to become ply
slcian, no pains or expense should be spared
in bringing him out and fitting him for the
profession. Her little johnny to be doc.
tor! that was step indeed. Grown stron.
ger and more Hopeful, she was willing tc
sacrifice good deal that johnny might rise.
She had now neat little store in one OF hel
two small rooms. And Mary, when not at
school, aided her mother behind the coun.
ter. as we'll as in household duties. SO the
little boy was doinicilcd with the doctor
and if ever grateful heart took advantage
of its opportunities, surely his did.
'"Ten, eleven, twelve" sighed the listen
er, wemily, "and this must be done tonight
Oh! if only dared sleep little moment
Ii only dared But no | should forge
everything and never wake till morning. -
No, must toll on. -
The room was a garret, and very small
though its solitary inmate had tried hel
best to give it as cheerful an appearance a.
comported with circumstances. The bee
was made neat with the remnant of once
| handsome Nlarseilles quilt; little pot o
| pale flowers sat ON the window sill; two O.
| three bits of carpets were spread here ant
| there over the floor; and in u tumbler, turn
ed so that the broken part should not show
few little grasses and moses stood, quit,
dry now, but which had been grateful sol
ace to her for many days.
| The girl was young, evidently not We
eighteen, very pale and careworn, yet whel
row seemed to have left look of sadnes
in the dark, deep eyes, and a grieved ex
preston about the tander lips. She turne,
up the wick of the small Kerosene lamp
little, and with another sigh resumed he
employment, which was the embroidery 0
a skirt for the rich Mrs. Peyton, who wa
to start on a journey in the morning; ane
would send for it by daylight. The clocl
struck two before the work was done AM
folded up; then with smarting fingers an,
aching eyes the girl threw herself on the be,
drew thick shawl over her, and in q mo
ment was heavily asleep.
Later in the morning servant called 70
the work. Mrs. Brown the landlady, wen
up stairs, and after repeated knocking at tn
| door of her lodger, she entered. Again an,
again she tried to rouse the sleeping girl
but failed each time. the work, however
was identified and taken home. .t
! Mrs. Miller's baby was sick below stairs
Mrs. Miller was very poor woman; conse
\ quently there was young doctor from tn
/ hospital sent to minister to the illness of tn
4 little one. He was no unskilled practitione
however, this young man with the Sigh
1 figure and keen, clear eye Of blue, that look
| ed so kindly upon all, poor and rich alike
| The landlady managed to be there on hi
| visit that day.
| ''If you please, sir, she said, "there's
young girl up stairs who does nothing sine
this morning but mutter and sleep. IF sh
be going to be sick, it, The hospital woul