Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1874-07-30

Whenever mamma calls upon MISS
Deane / shall be happy TO accompany
her.
The doctors eyes twinkled back to her
own merry thought, but all he said was:
VERY WE'LL / shall take care That
Aunt Rachel earns visit Immediately.
My flowers are my pets, and they DO re-
ward me with such grace and beauty. Ny
roses are lovely, even now"
Roses! Oh, Doctor,'-and June
flushed and dimpIcd with the quick thrill
of delight, looking very sweet, as the Doc.
tor thought, as she added, in spite OF
mammals frown;
"Why didn't you wear one here SO
could have stolen IL? DO you remember
how used TO confscate your button hole
bouquets at yevey, and how yengefully
that poor English old maid would watch
me? II was such fun TO listen To her
endless TRADES about pert American
girls"
Mrs. Marston was looking unutterable
ANNOYANCE at these "reminiscences Fred
laughed outright, adding his own bit OF
absurd recollection, which the doctor
might easily have supplemented, but
wishing TO conciliate mamma" he only
smiled quietly and made his adieus.
or course poor June received lecture
TO which we don't care TO listen. The
doctors thoughts are more interesting.
"Shc's grown, certainly, but she is the
same charming child / knew three years
ago in spite of her added inches. I'm glad
she isn't after the pattern OF Ashland
damsels, and 1t is decidedly nice that she
regards me so much her senior III keep
up that illusion for a while. Aunt Rachel
shall call this very afternoon, and-yes-
well, think will escort her"
Arrived at his own door, he went
straightway toward the conclusion OF his
plans, calling from the hall:
Aunt Rachel Where are youY Here
are some letters, and, oh! met Fred
MarstOn, and promised him we would call
this afternoon. You have no engage
mcnts?"
"No. We will go about four, if that
will suit you"
Exactly. Now have writing to do"
He felt like conspirator as he
marched straight TO his floral darlings,
severed bud and blossom, leaf and ten
drill till his hands were full Then filling
dainty basket with damp moss he made
the flowers nestle closely together; dis
entangled smilax sprays till he found
root; potted that and then sent basket
and vase TO Mrs Marston's, with a card,
explaining that the plant was for Miss
June, the flowers for mamma.
If June found deity hidden under the
shining leaves tiny moss rosebud, II
was most improper for her to kiss 1t and
fasten IL at her throat, blusbiDg all the
time. She couldn't have told why" IL
was an instructive impulse. The flowers
dispatched, DR.. Reginald settled himself
TO write an article upon the treatment of
+" femoral fractures" He had been pro-
voked beyond measure by some unscien-
tifc methods in use among country prac.
titioners. Indeed he had worked himself
up to such pitch of medical indigna-
ton that he fancied the treatise in ques-
ton would almost write itself but the
" divine afiiatus" would not come. Even
the opening sentence was failure. He
caught himself writing feminine" for
" femoral;" and instead Of thigh bones he
thought of dimpled, flushing face.
Aunt Rachels tap interrupted his solil-
oquy-
Reginald! There has been dreadful
ACCIDENT You must go ut once. Poor
Mr.. Niles has fallen from some staging,
crushing him horribly"
The surgeon came back from his dream
ing. II was the doctor, not the sentimen-
talist, who snatched his instruments and
ran to the sufferers side.
OF course there was the usual crowd to
be dispersed and poor Mrs. Niles was OF
little use. Mary had come home from
Madame Foy's, but IL was DR.. Deane's
own white hands that prepared every
Al. n. IL. l..,hf lxt
examined the dreadful bruises. He was
dimly conscious that some one had come
into the outer room, though all he had
heard was stitled exclamation and a
low F" hush" He knew the baby stopped
his wuilng and that Mary brought him a
roll of fine, soft linen that never came
from the cottage stores; then he half
heard quiet murmur of gentle voice
but when his work was done there was
no stranger visible.
Giving his parting directions, he
added:
You will need some delicacies, Mrs.
Niles, and will see that Aunt Rachel
sends you some wine Mt once"
Indeed, sir! you're very good, but my
sweet child--Miss Marston, sir has been
here, and see: she's brought me wine and
fruit and jelly enough to last the master
for days. / was her foster-mother, sir
she never forgets me nor my Mary there.
Bless her sweet facet Why she treats my
girl like u sisterl'
Mary's eyes were full of tears, but she
must add her mite of praise.
"Oh, Doctorl she was trying on q
dress at the Madame's when they came
for me, and when she heard the news
she made her coachman bring me nj
oncer
"Yes--well" said the doctor coolly
though his heart throbbed, BLESS herp
"I'll be in again before night. There IL
no danger, though there will be intense
pain"--and he took his leave.
As he opened the gate there lay in his
path rosebud OF course he picked II
up, and recognized 1t as the one he had
hidden in the smilax leaves two hours
before, though why he held 1t with a ca
ress for second and then put II in the
pocket of his visiting book you must
guess.
Four o'clock came and the ceremoni.
Gus visit was paid. Aunt Rachers nerves
were destined to culver several times
when June laughed, while her disgust at
finding the doctor had already been
there was evident enough. Worsted work
was her one artistic fancy. Mrs Marston