Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1874-10-09

ne hitd displayed uncommon good taste In
his choice Of u wife, took package Of med
icine which he handed to her, and made her
way out through room fast filling with pa
TENTS
Flossy went the next day, and tho next, aud
continued to go each day. ut the same hour.
to her new physician; and strange to say, in
spite of all the inquisilorial tortures he sub
jected her to--the scalding, blisterng. cup
ping, leeching, aud so on---hcr visits to his
Office gradually grew to DO the chief pleasure
of her dizzy. Knowing that he was M 'Uld
married man. and that his pretty young wife
was always ut hand in the next room. there
was no need for her to assume u reserve for
eign TO her frank and genial tcmpor; so she
laughed and chartered freely with him, after
the manner of women with physicians whom
they like and trust, and he found il impossi-
BILE to resist the charm of her sunny mood.
Besides, another tie, closer than that of doc
tor and patient had been discovered be-
tween them.
One day when IN the mutual skirmish Of
wits, she lmd launched IL delicate arrow ut
some pet ioiblc of his he turned upon her,
threatening new application of torture, and
shaking ominously u small phial containing
II cOlorlcss liquid.
What are you going to do with that?"
she demanded, half defiant, half dcprccat-
ing
81 am going to drop some of 1t behind
your cars" said the doctor, severely, ITO
blister them us punishment for hearing all
that say in II perversely distorted fashion;
and If were not very merciful, | should
likewise bcstow II little upon the tip Of your
equally porgcrsc tongue"
"Oh-h, don't pleasc"' cried Flossy.
| shrinking away rs ho approached her. al
will take il all back. Will it hurt muchp"
Too late for repentance now" said the
doctor, in stern voice, but gathering away
very tcndcry, the soft bright ourls, which
clung about the pretty little ears; and think
ing what shame il WAS that it should be
necessary to fret that dainty skin with troub-
lcsome blistcrs.
Flossy held her breath, aud sat trembling
| ~ expcctant of some sudden, sharp pain (;
but the terrible drops fell harmless us it they
had been water. aud DIR. Buchanan laughed
II did punish you, did not?" he said in
glee; "but the fright WAS the whole of it.
The blistcrs Will not bc painful; only
little uncomfortable and great relief to
your eyes"
But | should like to know how am to
do my hair?" said Flossy plaintively shall
just knot it all up ut the back of my head. -
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such beautiful hair. | beg your pardon, but
| have sort of right TO praise it, because il
is SO Scotch-the real gold Of Highland
lasses locks. The very sight OF its flowing
from its ribbon mood, in these days of drag.
god up and lrizzled top-knots, gives me II
home feeling. DO you know have fincied
more than once that your forefathers must
have been countrymcn of NINE? Those eyes
are certainly the true Scotch blue, and you
don't know how il hurts me 10 pour TIN.
burning stuff into them"
The sudden scorching pain made Flossy
hold her breath for few minutes; hui
when it had subsidized somewhat, she said
eagerly:
80 you arc Scotch? never thought OF
it before, and yet might have known it by
your name, and by-by-'
by what, please?" said tho doctor, with
eager eyes on her face.
by my learning to like you so quickly"
said Flossy, frankly, though her color deep
enGd undor his pleased look. For. you
must know have always had the greatest
liking for everything Scotch. Tho Scottish
Chiefs was my first novel; / could spout
whole pages of ii Mt the mature age of seven,
and Sir William Wallace has been my pet
hero since After got beyond Miss Porter,
Sir Walter Scott took possession Of me, and
many scolding got for lessons neglected
because of this fascination. 10 this day no
poet has ever touched mo rs Burns has
and, in short, no country has ever interested
me SO much rs Scotland. Some day shall
make II pilgrimage there"
DIR. buchanan flushed with strange
pleasure ut this earnest praise of his cain
countrec." And are you sure" he asked,
that sou are not of Scotch descent? think
so now more than ever"
"And ] think 50 too" said Flossy, gravely
though my father was of Irish pnrent.gc
But, you know, once upon time-I'm SURE
don't know when, for never can remem
Der datcs-but not such very great Will,
ago, u number of Scotch families exilet
themselves in the north of Ireland for tn,
sake of their religion, and formed II colony
there, whose descendants are sill Presby.
terians. am sure my father came of these
People, though 1 was too young ever to be
talked to about these things. For he WA.
the perfect realization in mind and person
OF my idea of u Scotch Covcnantcr; tall ant
large and austere, with blue eyes that look
ed right through one, and II mouth that sci.
dom smiled. lie was Presbyterian, dye,
in the wool. aud his idea of milk for thu
babes was the Confession of Faith and III,
Westminster Catechism.' How | remem
Der standing up before him OF Sunday
| mean Sabbalh-aflernoon when about 81
high! beginning AT What is the chief end o
man?' and going through all the mystcrle
of redemption, Justification and sanctlica
ton, about rs undcrstandingly rs Del
Milton used to read Greek TO her father
And mother sat by-she WAS u sunny heart
ed English woman, protesting in vain agains
her little ones beng taught that they were
the children of wrath, and as likely rs moi
foreordained by Gods good pleasure Il
eternal misery. Oh, how plainly can Sc
It all now, though it is many u weary da
since | saw theml"
Flossy leaned back in tho great leather
chair. and shutting her poor eyes, suflere'
herself to wander back into tho half-forgOt
} ten past and Mr.. Buchanan stood by look
} ing down upon the wstful young face, which
he had only seen before sparkling with the
sunshine of merry mood, or pale with pr
tisnce under pain, thinking how sweet
WINS in shine or shadow, and feeling curl
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> his fair young patient, stirring somewher