Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1868-12-19
TALES AND SKETCHES.
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"Thc fact is, my dear Mrs. Lynde, your
children ought not to remain IN this poison.
Gus city atmosphere day longer. They are
too delicate. madam--altogcther too deli
cate. regard it ms your imperative duty
to send item out into the country ~
DR.. Carson put up his ponderous gold
eve glasses as he spoke, with the air of an
autocrat whose slightest wishes are law
Little Carrie Lynde nestled on the sofa. held
tight to her mothers hand and regarded the
doctor with Wide.opcn blue ewes Mrs
Lynde sighed softly.
Il doubt whether Mr.. LynGe can afford
the expense of sending his family into the
country this season. doctor"
afford il, nla'am Afford it! Why. all
The world knows how fast your husband is
making money, and--excusc me, Mrs. Lynde,
but | an plain man--all tendencies to L
parsimonious lie ought to be checked in the
bad"
Mrs. Lyndc blushsd an indignant crimson.
"Dr. Carson, do not like to hear that
word applied to my husband"
The doctor took his hat. "The powder
at cleven--perlectly quiet, and my little
patient will do very well. Ard remember
what recommend to you about the coun-
try ~
After the doctor had taken his departure,
Mrs Lynde sat thinking on what he had
said.
"Charlcs is poor man." she mused--"a
man who is dependent on his practice as
lawyer for daily bread. knew 1t when
married him-nor have ever regretted leav-
ing'the luxury of Beech Grove for his hum
bier, quieter home. AS Tor my Charles being
parsimonious, don't hnom better z!
The rosy glow was still mantling Mrs.
Lynde's cheek at the bare idea, when
CHEEKY voice sounded on her ear.
We'll, how is Carry tonight! =
"Charles, is 1t you| How you startled
me =
He was frank, noblelooking man, with
clear dark eyes, and smile that frightened
his whole face.
Gam | so startling? What does the doc.
tor sayH"
"IIc says the children must all go to the
country this summer, with as little delay as
possible"
Mr.. Lynde slightly contracted his brows.
81 am not sure that we can afford 1t Alice"
THAT is what l thought, myself-but, oh,
Charles, if their health--perhaps their lie
depends upon 1t, onght we to hesitate"
Mr.. Lynde sat down, whlstllnS quietly
under his breath.
mo. l suppose not--but, Alice, it is
terrible draft on a fellows purse just now !"
! Alice Lynde felt q cold chill at her heart
was it possible that DR.. Carson's words
had foundation in truth 2 Was her hus-
| band becoming prey to the terrible dragon
of avaricc Mr.. Lynde went on:
~ suppose l must try to find some farm
| house or other where they won't charge the
children's weight in gold Alice, do you
never sigh after the velvet lawns and shady
copscs Of Beech Grove--the old stone house,
with its cool verandas, and the summer har-
/ Dor by the lake9"
mop said Mrs. Lynde stoutly.
! "Ncyer, Alice q
"Well,-sometimes l can't help thinking
how nice it would be for the children. l
wonder if the old man who owns it has any
children
"a childlrss widower, l believe. But all
this has very little to do with the question
OF your summer exile. OF course you'll need
no extra wardrobe to go to farmhouse
where there are no fashionable danes and
demoiseles to crticise your toilet z"
Garry and Lucy have quite outgrown