Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1873-03-28


patient while I ran through midnight dark
ness down the avenue and the long village
street for . doctor. Dr. Gilmore was the
name on the FIRST door that had light be-
hind It. At the first pull of the bell the
handle came off in my hand, but opened
the door and found myself in the office.
The doctor Law on lounge, sleeping
heavily, as if he had just thrown himself
down after hard days work. ! called
to him in vain and finally laid violent
hands on him. He must have been
dreaming some fearful thing, for he seized
my wrists as in a wise and roared, Now
l have YOUR before he opened his eyes.
You are mistaken, doctor: it is who
have you," said laughing. He released
my wrists and sat up with his eyes very
wide open. .,
.And what are you going to do with
mep"
.Oh. YOU must come to my aunt at
Doyecotes this very moment" and began
to crv more heartily than had laughed
He took me up as easily as II had been
a baby, and laid me on the lounge. "Now
lie there perfectly still until my carriage
is ready he said, as one having authori-
ty. In few minutes he brought me some
innocent-looking stuff in glass, which l
drank without. a word, and my nerves
grew steady again. / climbed into the
little old-fashioned sulky, in which there
was but spare room for its owner. car
riage that must have been invented by
some misanthropic doctor who did not
mean to drive his own patients. con-
tracted myself into about the substance OF
a paper Of pins, and held my breath, but
that sulky was very tight tit indeed!
wore thin summer dress. with only
a straw hat OH my head. and as my ex-
element lessened, the cool, sharp air OF
the September night pierced me like
knife.
"You are shivering," said the doctor,
wrapping one side Of his round cloak
about me and holding me close to his
breast, with one arm, while he drove his
horse at furious speed with the other.
II give you great deal of trouble" l
whispered into his beard.
mot at all. 1t is all in my days work, "
he said gruffly. This was not very gal
liant, but it made me more comfortable in
mind, as it possibly was meant to do.
He did all that a doctor could for my
aunt, which was little enough. Time and
patience were all the prescriptions that he
gave to her or to me, bat he came ever,
that time was growing short, and patienc
would soon have its perfect work.
The old story-old as when Cain wen
counting into the land of Mods coming
as my reader can see with half an eye.
did not fall in love with DR.. Gilmore
nor he with me, all at once; but Their
grew to be an inexpressible comfort in hi
rough sincerity. and the warm hard elias
with which at every visit he met and still
ed my shrinking nerves.
In the first week of our acquaintance,
confided to him my unwilling listening il
the avenue to the love-quarrel of strang
ers. With his advice and assistance.
sent carefully worded advertisement
to the village paper. To judge by The
pile Of answers which received describ
ing every kind of ring that ever was worn
one would think the earth should have
been sown as thick with them as was the
field of Canine after the great slaughter OF
Carthaginian knights. But not one of the
answers SO much as limited at violet OF
sapphires with diamond centre.
liz these lonely days saw great deal
ofmy neighbor, Miss Purdy; she was one
ofthose rare and blessed souls who inter.
pref literally the command to love one:
self. She and her niece Kate Purdy lived
together, as lived with Aunt Esther, ant
sort of fellow feeling, from our similar
conditions, made US wondrous kind from
the FIRST
Kate was sparkling brunette, whe
made love to everybody "male or female
Jew or Gentle, bond or tree," it was al
one to her. am very meek looking
person myself, light haired, blue eyed
faded out-you almost need a dark back
ground to see me at all.
CONCLUDED TOMORROW.