The Potter journal and news item. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1872-1874, 1873-09-24

amusement.
DR.. Mulet was as good as his
word-nay. better, That afternoon
he introduced q number of citizens to
his protege, who shrank strangely
from all intercourse with people
perhaps it was his deformity-Dr.
Mulet attributed it to weightier rea-
sons. But whether he would or not.
he found himself in the centre of So
ciety there was left but flight or
submission; he, for some reason,
chose the latter. Old Mr.. Arnold
and the young doctor were soon firm
friends, but the latter always avoided
being introduced TO the ladies of the
! 0 Isehold, making his visits when
they were senatb. About two months
passed in this way, and their end
found DR.. Antonio domesticated in
Mr.. Arnold's house; he had at length
accepted an often-repeated invitation.
with a mixture of eagerness and
unwillingness that greatly puzzled
his host.
The evening he arrived Rosalind
and Lydia waited on the piazza to
receive him. As he limped mp the
steps leaning on Mr.. Arnold's arm.
Lydia gave little gasp of dismay
and shrank behind her cousin. The
doctor saw the action, and his face
flushed half from modification. half
from anger. As he raised his large,
brown eyes to Rosalind upon being
introduced. there was in them a kind
of angry scorn, as though their own
er asked neither pity nor kindness
because OF his misfortune. Meeting
hers they softened, for there was
nothing in her face but pleasant
welcome for her fathers guest.
Toward the close OF the evening
Lydia had recovered sufficiently to
listen to DR.. Antonio's brilliant con
versation. and watch how his face, lit
up by his own eloquence. lost the
look that usually characterized it-a
lock morbidly restless, as though he
were trying to forget something that
refused to be forgotten.
One evening, a short time after his
. arrival. there was quite lage party
gathered in the library. Lydia made
: some Jest about the town, calling it
"Sleepy Hollow"
Il think after a person once comes
, here he is Ike the lotus-eaters who
E lost all power, all ambition to pro.
, ceed-thc air must do it. | defy
. any one to account in any other way
: for the number Of people who bury
, themselves in what Miss Lydia has
ycl,pt Sleepy Hollowr" Joined ii
! a young barri>ter.
? Il can. Mr.. Holt" a number Of
. laughing faces were turned upon
: Rosa'ind as she spoke. 'Wheneyel
ali unwary mortal puts his foot il
RivertoRn, a select delegation wait,
on him and elects him railroad direc
t tor. After that resistance is vain
- Ike railroad encircles him. so tC
] speak. like a monstrous cobra against
which nothing can prevail" Aftel
} the laugh which this hit caused hac
= s;ibsided, DR.. Mulet said
] "You NAV laugh at our road, Re
D salind, but you cannot find better
5 Why. we never have an accident anC
e just the other day there was tota
smash-up at Cappee."
: Talking of accidents, that was ;
P fearful one at Bayou Christian las
/; week" said an old gentleman.
0 bad management. sir. Let m'
see, it was about n year and hal
: ago that they almost had what woulC
E have been the most horrible on rec
: ord. You remember the one, Arnold
it was the old stony. some ties loose
/ a rail gone. steep embankment anC
r a train at full speed" remarked DR.
! Mulet.
: You mean tie time that doeto
4 was killed in warning them?' asked
Mr. Holt.
' "Yes; his first name began witt
4. his last. | remember. was Canon
Y ii. 1t was the noblest thing on rec
}. ord. He saved the train but lost hi
a own life said DR.. Mulet. DR.. An
tonic paused suddenly to listen.
/ NO. sir. he was not killed but ter
ribly, completely crushed, | heard,
r said Rosalind. whose checks haC
o flushed as the recital of any noble
deed always made them.
"Yes, | remember now, and he dis
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