The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-05-05

led"
What ?" asked glossy, laughing and
cgrious
Ooe of the sweet Scotch lassie-names
Of course; | cannot quite decide; Efiia
or Jarian, or Flora. Flora, I think, suits
yen best. Do you like it? "
Fiossv started in amazed surprise, but
family assumed demure look. "Why
does Flora suit me best?" she asked
DR., Buchanan hesitated, Redeemed lit
lie. and then spoke out:
&" You must pardon me, for you have
asked the question 1t is because YOU
have such flower ike face. Such peach
Blossom cheeks and rosebud lips, eyes
bike blnebells, and hair as yellow as the
g den gorse on our glorious Scotch
MAJORS. You must know yourself that it
suits YOU"
Fiossy's ach-blossoms turned to car
nations, but she lauged in glee, and said,
mrrrily:
Wen, you are rot far wrong. My
name is Florence"
The doctor started, and flushed with
pleasure
Is it so, indeed? he said eagerly.
" But they should-they should-call you
Flora, as pet name. Do they?"
Mo- said his patient. Fred-apd
r d is al l have now, the shadow
crossed her face again" calls me ALWAYS
Flossy.' The glow faded from the doc
foG's face likewise. and he bit his Up. He
had forgotten, for a moment, that she
belonged co " Fred" and he did not
find 1t pleasant to be thus abruptly re-
minded of it. He said, resently, in a
quiet voice:
=" It is a pretty little name. And, now,
here is your medicine, and you are not to
F"rget that after this we two Highland
folk are to be real frjends?"
:" think that we are so already" said
glossy, simply, looking at him with a
clear glance of her truthful eyes, and
putting her hand frankly into the one he
offered, as she rose to go.
So he days and weeks slipped by, and
he friendship. sudden as it was, lost none
Of it interest, but rather grew in strengi b
and nearness. The visits of so sweet and
bright patient were like GASES in the
desert of the doctors daily toll; and
Flossy, without acknowledging it to her
self, passed the happiest hour of her day
ut his office. They somehow suited each
ether exactly: and, no matter what was
he topic touched upon in their many
talks, whether grave or gay, or lively
"r severe" there was sure to be some
thing witch gave unconscious proof of
their harmony of taste and temperament
and neither felt so happy, so natural, so
entirely the best self, as with the other
Dr.. Buchanan made some Intellectual
struggle against the growth of a feeling
which, he knew, could lead to nothing
further; Flossy, in childlike uncon-
seriousness, made no struggle, but enjoyed
the present without a thought of her ft,-
ture.
This trial of her eyes, in addition to
the anxiety and suffering it had brought
her, had given her likewise pleasant
friend and great many charming hours
She accepted the one with the other, and
almost without knowing it, found her
chief delight in her visits to his office.
She was really startled and annoyed
with herself one morning, when it rained
so preposterously that she was positively
ashamed to go out, to find the storm had
brought an actual disappointment and
that she could settle comfortably to moth
ing and was unable to rid herself of a
disagreeable sense of something precious
being lost from her day
1t set the little lady thinking very &C.
riously, and, when she made her next
visit, the doctors manner was not such
as to lull her back into unconsclousness
The warmth of pleasure in his greeting
was unmistakeable, and his words had
meaning in their jest.
Il generally like a rainy day" b.
said it gives me some relief from thu
press OF daily work, and even sometimes
permits me peep into book; but
must confess that yesterday was unmitie
atedly dreary. l missed more than on,
kind of sunshine, and I am afraid I wa,
abomlnably cross to the few patients wh'
braved the storm. Am very selfish il
hoping that the rain disappointed yor
too, just little, on account of your eyes
of course, you know"
Now Flossy was very innocent anc
childlike, but there was something in tn,
doctors look and tone, despite the play
fulness OF his words, which she felt in
stinctively there should not be, COMING
from him to her; which she knew Meth
er Fred nor the pretty little lady in tn,
next room would like. At the sam,
time she felt, with a burning rush O
blood to her heart, that she could like it
far, far too we'll, ifshe should allow her
self, and her resolve was taken on the in
slant. She answered so quickly and nat
urally that no one could have guessed
what sudden seige and repulse hac
been made within the moment in the cit
adet of her quiet-seeming breast, mol
could the doctor imagine that she hac
suspected danger or intended defence.
Yes" said she, lightly; cit was yer,
naughty in you, both TO wish me to fe,
disappointed and to be cross toyour poor