The Republican journal., 1874-04-09


staid long hour to make sure Of keeping
it; and by that time Rosamond, thanks to
her contumacy, could speak only in q
whisper, and was growing more and more
languid, and he gave her some drops.
worse than anything she had taken yet be-
fore he Went away.
We had to send for Dr. Randolph again
at nightfall, and he had hard work that
evening to keep the breath in her; but he
pulled through. The next morning she
was safe, but weak, and he gave her drops,
and sat talking about the new things in
the origin of diseases, impersonating the
little imps that caused them, SO that she
had no idea how time was passing till he
handed her the drops again. "Now,7 said
he rising, you are to 90 on taking the
drops every hour till come again Your
imprudence has nearly cost you your lite.
Are you not ashamed by Your wjlltulness
to have kept me all this time from poor
Mrs. Prout. who needs me p
You needn't talk to me so. whispered
Rosamond, ineytinguishably Give no
doubt she's better off without you. fright
cning her to death. Yes, You are trighten-
ing me to death She cried, hoarselN nj
his exclamation Of regret, 'And its Just
rs well to die by the sword as the famine
And | believe YOU doctors carry round
diphtheria> and things L: your pockets
and, oh. do you know, | think my throat
is burning up e And then the doctor had
to get out his vial-case again. and stay
another hour But the ruling spirit was
strong in Rosamond still. The Chinese
way is 4 great deal better than ours. She
croaked as he bent over to hear. while |
rinced a medicine cup at the sink when
You're sick there they stop the doctor- :
| pay
'Perhaps," said he. in Il low tone, with
a flush mounting to his forehead II shall
ask for Il different sort of pay
When Dr Randolph came in again lie
was quite cool and quick and professional, Z,
and was off to see Mrs. Prout very soon.
On his way he met Young Waterman and
MCreery, and he told them they had near
| ly been guilty OF murder, and so scared
them that they did not come near us for
halt a year
| 1t was some DAYS before Rosamond had
voice enough for more than dozen words
| and it was n sad cross. Tor without her
| sauclncSS She was without her best friend.
and all her shru@s and pouts and smiles
and dimples would not answer half her re-
qulrements. But rs soon rs her voice re-
turned. and she began to feel Il little more
life She was restivc with the upstairs cap
tNitv. 1t was rather lonesome for Emma
was 50 afraid of the diphtheria she kept
out Of the way and after Rosamond had
| quite recovered. and tried, out Of pure
mischief. to kiss her. she screamed and ran
| from the room. Its abominable in Dr.
Randolph to Shut me up So Rosamond
said .'CouSin Jane" said the surprising
little creature, hes Just doing it to keep
| me out of the way of other people For,
do YOU know. believe the mans in love
with me- :"
'.Rosamond, | am ashamed of YOU :"
said
have cried Your ewes ollt-vou know YOU
would-if | had died, and you wouldn't
have been at all ashamed OF me; and
haven't changed since then. except to Get
better. So you see, logically, Won can't be
ashamed of me: YOU ought to study logic.
Cousin Jane But, after ALL the pretty
minX had only meant to find out what |
thought about it-an attempt in which She
was unsuccessful.
But at last the doctor took Rosamond in
his arms one day himself and carried her
down to the great chair by the parlor iiro
| following behind with shawls and pill
lows. caught my dress. however. in a
rod of the starcalpet, and was delayed a
moment. and before | reached the door
could see him leaning over the back of the
great char, as he pulled her shawl about
her, trembling and flushed. 'Well," |
thought 'who could carry Rosamond
-. L., l.I:,
tlushed?" when | was stopped by what
followed
81 suppose you are thinking, said Rosa
mond, looking up at him over the back OF
the chair, THAT YOU have saved my life"
Il wiSh." he said, 50 low that guessed
rather than heard it-''I wish | might
think. then. that it belonged to me"
And almost before he finished. as if he
could no more help it than breathng. he
had bent and kissed that white upturncd
forehead. And Rosamonds face was
crimson then. and she was murmming ."
And lust as | was on the point of dropping
everything and running away to let them
settle ii by themselves, the bell rang. and
DR.. Randolph stood ON the other side of
the Fireplace. leaning one arm on the
shelf, when Mr.. Irving came in
RoSamcnd was too weak for many Of
her old airs and graces; but she had re
covered herself instantly, and was looking
up at DR.. Randolph, where he stood
gloWerng down at her. and was laughing
in her bewitching and Irresistible way !;
and she turned graciously and greeted MIR.
Irving and inquired for his horses and his
dogs, and became so delightfully."- interest
ed in his racy account OF what his Belle
rophon could do, that there was nothing
for DR. Randolph but to make Il stiff bow
and come away--only to be called back to
Rosamond, as, holding out an imploring
little hand, She said
But YOU will come to see me again ~
II hardly think you need me- he said.
"Oh | do, | do" she said and her lip
was trembling; and he did not reply; but
when he dropped her hand he had pressed
it 50 close that it was white
| SO Or Randolph came again; and
Emma just then had a sprained ankle, 50
that his visits had an excuse for being: but
| hardly think he veNed Rosamond with
another word or sign he could repulse-
whether he felt he had been wrong in
agtating Il patient, and was waiting tol
complete recovery. OF whether he was
one Of those who can take NO for an
| answer.
II see how it, al golag TO end sud
Emma to me. ''Rosamond is going to he
Mrs. DIR. Philip Randolph, and I'm only
to be Miss Smith It's horrid to be Mis-
Smith-Miss Emma Smith, It's 50 di@.
nitieG to be Il Mrs. Anything. You're OF
so much more Importance; somebody's
chosen you out of all the world on,
wish | was engaged, and with something
romantic in ito the real affinity. What
do you think Cousin Jane p
Emma" said L. Il think you're =
fool ~
Meanwhile Rosamond evidently did not
know what to make of DIR. Randolph's be-
hayior; and whether it was the effect o
dlphtheria or of love, she was losing al
her gay spirits, and becoming Il mood,
little wretch.
One evening after Emma's recovery the
doctor entered without knocking, and moi