Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1872-08-28

than the party had. Dear me, such a
set man as Mr.. Waters i. l told him
says |, William. this may result in
my death. Says he. When woman
gets to be forty years old, and don't
know cuouGf, to take care Of her own
health, and the hcalths OF her chill
drcn, tits time she dicd:' and then
doctor, lie lit his cigar and putied out
of the house. | tell YOU this because
L want YOU TO know what has so un-
nervcd me, and that You may not lay
il all to the party. Estcilc is quite
ill, too, doctor, and when yon have
written out my prescription, wish
you would walk Tito the next room
and see her"
DIR. John knew that something
must be administered or his profess
sional reputation be irretricvably
ruined so, with quiet smile play
ing arGt!nd his large mouth (Dr.
Johns mouth was really very large,
and truth com?cls us to state that he
had an under jaw to match, though
the rows of uneXceptionally white
and even teeth, and the silkcn chin
covering; glossy and soft as a
woman's hair: entirely redeemed tht
lower part Of his face from uglincSs)
the physician wrote the few ncccs-
sary Latin words, among Which aqua
seemed really the most conspicuous.
and then passed into the other room.
This little game had been tried more
than once before.
"Good morning, Miss Estcllc,"
said DIR. John, aprroachin" the sofa
where the languid beauty rcclincd.
" Your mother tells me YOU are ILL.,"
Miss Estcllc, with almost an inn
patient gesture. brushed back the
floating hair from her tcmplcs-carc-
lcssly, and really unintcntionally; it
would seem, barring by the motion
one of the most beautiful arms that
sculptor ever raSd about-ant re-
piled:
your manner Stems to say, Miss
Estelle, you arc always ILL Why
don't you behave yoursclf!"
"Oh, how happy should be, DR..
john, if you would once in your life
be kind to me. do really think
something is the matter with my
heart. What if should die -
No picture of Wattcau's could ever
l,avc been more witchin&, more
charmingly colorcd than the little
form bCf6re him. Every accessory
Of toilet had been brought to bear
upon the citadel of his hcart-aud to
Il handsome woman no dress is so be-
coming as the ncgligcc of her bou-
ioir, with its lace and fantastic en-
broit.cry, slippcrcd fcct ana graceful
posture. Then the vases filled with
flowers, the mirrors, and jewels, and
perfumes, and cntic.ng lolling chairs.
lIci"ho. many strong man has bowed
to such 4 shrinc-nadc II fool Of him
self for lifc--whcn in the glare and
glitter of the drawing room no Sucll
nonsense would have been thought
of.
DIR. John acknow lodged the bcaut V
Of this picture. 1t was dainty,
niIuant, dangerous. 1t had been
dishcd VI. to him Oh several previous
occasions. out never so much to his
mind as now. The bcauty's manner
was earnest, and almost supplicating
What man could fail to be apprccia,
tive under such circumstances Re.
member. too, that DIR. John was
longing to be lOvC6-liad that very
morning almost prayed that Heaven
would send him Il little bundle oI
comfort i'll shape of Il good wife, and
it will not be strange that: notwlth
standing the efforts previously made
o cntrap him, he should think Of the
present lovclincss.
What are you reading, Miss Is
tcllc 2" asked DR.. John. after a mo
mcnt of apprcciative scrutiny. evil
sons Essays, ch 2" and the doctor.
face showed all the surprise ant
pleasure felt by its owner. ".inc
upon my word, if here isn't Emerson
That is healthy food-rather heavy
though, | should think, for sick
girl"
Miss Estcllc drew Il long breath
For the first time in the twclv,
months of trial had she received ON,
word of compliment OF commcnda
lion from the man whom her mother
had determined she should marry.
And IS true as live, another
book under the pillow. Really,
have somc curiosity to know the title
of that volume also," continued til,
doctor, almost carrcsslngiy.
"Oh, it is nothing" replied tn,
would-bc invalid, languidly, but ;
stupid cookery book that | got from
the library. Mother depends upol
me, you see, for our deserts, and
can tell you that sometimes my inge
nuity is sorcly tested"
One little hand tucked the volume
further under the pillow, while th'
other unconsciously, OF course
dropped upon the doctors. Will
the white, jewclcd fingers lying oi
his. the fair, dazzling face upturncd
the words which would have doomcs
him to misery all the days of his life
were unspoken.
How wonderfully and proriden
TALLY little things sometimes appeal
to save from desolatiou and death
The hand with which she had strivei
to hide the partly concealed volume
had, strangely enough, lifted the fril
of the pillow and disclosed both it'll
and author-one of the most mis-
chievous and recklcssly writer
hooks ever translated into the Eng
Iish language.
For n moment the doctor sat silen
with horror and astonishmcnt. No
so much that the Young woman be
fore him had developed taste 70
such literature, but that she coul