Smyrna times., 1875-04-07
VOLUME XX.-NO. 45.


The same low, sweet voice answered:
"Firs' rate, Doc! How are you? Come,
get near the stove and put some warmth
into your bones! Who is sick in town. |
It's bad night for even a doctor to be |
out -
The Doctor made his way to the stove,
and, as he did so, said:
"Well, will tell you something that will
surprise you and every one in Rabbit
| Creek -
The people who had been scattered in
different parts of the large room, engaged
in playing cards or talking over the last
news from Frisco, gathered round the
| Doctor. or neglected their occupation, to
hear what he had to say--for surprise at
Rabbit Creek was novelty. Mckenzie
handed the Doctor his drink, and, as he
stood with the steaming glass in his hand,
he said, in low voice:
"Nancy Jones has got baby
| For moment everything was as quiet as
the grave. The only sound was the click
click of the spoon, as the Doctor slowly
stirred up the contents of the glass. 1t was
only for moment; and then up jumped
Pat Moran, little, red-whiskered Irish
man, who had face in which humor and
gOOd-naturc were the chief characteristics,
and noted as being the nOisiest and smallest
man in the camp. Getting on one of the
many tables, lie in loud voice called for
"Thrce cheers for Nancy Jones baby !"
Then, as if every mans life depended on it,
they one and all gave three such cheers as
would have frightened civilized being out
of his wits. Then followed scene of con-
fusion. All manner of questions were
poured in upon the poor Doctor: "What is
it-a boy or girl?'' And Pat Moran said :
"If it is boy, Doctor darlint, call him after
met The Doctor stated that it was a girl
; and q very fine one. At this information,
Pat Moran expressed his disgust to the
effect that "he had the devils own luck =
and that she should niver rest quiet in
his grave till he stud godfather to baby
for, sure, it's next to being the father of
Oner'
! Then followed propositions to drink the
health of mother and child, which were
checked 10y the Doctor, who, after CON
! tinued efforts, made himself heard. Pat
: Moran, equal to the OCCASION took the top
of his favorite table and yelled:
whist! We devils! An sure the Doc
!, wishes to address yces on the topic of the
day -
Then DIR. Holmes said:
:, Boys! | am sorry to destroy all your
= pleasure; but | have seen that tonight
down at the Log House, which has made
;, me-doctor as | am, and used to sorrow
and suffering-shed tears. It's with great
pain tell you that Nancy Jones and heI
baby must both die!'
As the Doctor said this, low hum passed
around the room; and one could see the
grufi and rugged faces of those men change
color and grow pale, while their hand
. clcnched together. to prevent the feeling
. they wished to conceal. Then Jake Mors,
: said, in low voice:
''Doc! what's the matter? Can't yOl
save one of them? Can we ,lO anything
| don't think there is man in the room
but would risk his life to do the poor woman
and her child il service"
. And from many bearded mouth cam
10 words which, if not elegant, were forciblC
II of their will to do all and everything t
&c save the mother and her child.
m The Doctor looked around for moment
he and then said:
ne "Boys! you know, as well as /, tina
ed Nancy Jones is what is called a falle
"a woman-that she is beyond the pale of re
he spcctability; but you will not cOntradiC
me when say that if one of you were SICK
ou and needed some one to watch by your sic
er, bed, she would be the first to offer her Sc
w. vices You all remember, when Bill Child
lay dying at Sawpit Flat, how she nurse
rly him for weeks; and when, at last, deaf
as came, she closed his eyes and wrote to h
he friends, telling them of poor Bills fate p
wv ''You bet she did y came from many
ed mouth.
BILE Morse stood by the bar. Not featul
an, moved. His hand trembled where it res
Ter ed; but his voice came low and calm, as |
ne, said:
"Docl can we do anything to ASST
md youT'
be IL will tell you, boysr' said the DoctC
"The poor woman is worn out with suff,
ave ing and her child lies dying by her sid
ard The mother is unable to nOurish it,
an there is one of you who dare, for their SAX
the 20 to Port Wine and get some milk,
le may save the life of Nancy Jones baby
s of Morse said at once,
and twill go, Doc! And if fall, and Nan
the lives, tell her that Jake Morse risked
his life to save her childr' Turning to one
veil the men, he said: "Charley will you le
Rab- me your snow-shoes?''
In q moment all was confusion. T
, oil men rushed about, as if mad. McKen
ctod busted himself putting up a flask of
nod favorite brandy for use, should Morse
King quire it.
ople The arrangements were completed, a
Lo.o - Ito tho street went the crowd 4