Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1868-03-18

At this moment the servant knock ed
violently at the door. crying out that the
begger was dying.
"Come, Edwin, your skill can save
him, know" said his wife, Fastening
from the room. ..... ...-
sTle doctor did not refuse this appeal
to his vanity, for he Immediately followed
his wifes footsteps ss she descended to
the basement. They found the rnendi-
can't lying unconscious upon lthe carpet,
where he had slipped from weakness frou,
the chair where Mrs. haywood had seat
81 him s5E .",
ale is handsome fellow" rrnttered
the doctor as he bent grac him to aseer-
tain thc state q his pulse.
And yell he might say so. The glossy
locss of raven hair had fallen away from
his broad, white forehead his closed
eye lids were bordered by long raven
lashes, which were like silked fringe
upon his pale bronzed cheeks, while :
delicate Lose and square massive chiQ
| displayed model of manly beauty.
els he dead2" asked the young Vie
anxiously.
':Oh, no, it is only fainting ft, induc-
ed BY the suddea change of temperature,
and perhaps the first stage of starvation
replied the doctor sympathizingly. He
had forgotten for the moment his cold
maxims of prudence, and added, ''he
must be carried to a room without Ere,
and in comfortable bed. 2
The coachman was called in to assist
in lifting this athletic stranger, who was
carried to bed in a chamber, where the
doctor administrated with bis own hands
strong doses of port wii.e sangares. The
man som became partly conscious, but all
conversation was forbade him, and he soon
sank quietly asleep. A".
"He is doing we'll; let him rest as long
as he can; should he awake in our alb
serce, give him beef tea and toast dd ltb-
ituns = said the doctor professionally, as
he left the room. a1
In less than an hour afterwards Dr.
haywood and his lovely wife entered the
gorgeous church Of tho ''Most Holy Trim
ity."
And the hundreds of fair danes that
entered its broad portals, dressed with all
the taste aud magHifeence that abundant
wealth could procure, not one fivaled in
grace and beauty the brile of the rich
physician. Her tall, graceful figure rob
ed in violet silk, that only heightened
byocontrast her large azure eyes, bright
with the lustre Of youthful happiness;
yet there was touch Of tender pity In
their lids that won the confidence of every
beholder. The snowy mantilfa which
protected her from the piercing wind
rivaled but could not surpass, the delib
crate purity of her complexion. Many
admiring eyes followed the faultess
figure Of Mrs, haywood as she moved
with unconscious grace up the aisle of
the church, but none with more heartfelt
devotion than the young, wayward, but
generous man who had recently welded
her in spite of her poverty and the sneers
of his ar stocratic acquantances.
The stately organ had played its last
notes, which were still family echoing in
the arches, when stranger of venerable
aspect, who had previously taken part in
the services at the alter, rose and annonced
for his text the oft quoted but seldom ap-
piled words Of the Apostle--"Be not for
getful to entertain strangers for hereby
some have entertained angels uuawares
DIR. haywood felt his forehead flushed
painfully, for it appeared to him for the
moment the preacher must have known his
want of charity toward strangers, and
wished to give him puoiia lesson but
he soon saw from the tenor OF his dis
course that his own guilty console nee
had alone made the application in his
particular case. .s4@.I .se..-a
| I have not space, nor indeed the power
to give any synopsis Of the sermon; but
| that it combined with the incident of the
morning, affected revolution of at least
one OF the hearers, So much that on the
return Of Dr. Haywood ffom church he
repaired at once to the room OF the men
dicant to offer such attention as he might
stand in need of. But the young man
seemed to be much refreshed by rest and
nutritious food. and commenced gratefully
thanking his host for the kind attention
he had received, which without doubt
/ saved bis llfe.. L VIII FecouPehes you
we'll, for, thank God, am not the bcggar
that seem, I was shlpwrecked on Fri
day night in the Ocean Woue, on my re.
turn from India, My name was doubt.
less among the list Of the lost for [ es-
capped from the waves by miracle. [ at
tempted to make my way to New York
where I have ample funds in the bank
awaiting my orders, but | mnst have per
ished from cold and hunger had it not