Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1875-12-08

ing it woman's work and COMPOUNDED
tomfoolery."
mot tomfoolery by any means, !" said
Bob, quite coOlly.
- A hand that is not delicate enough
to sew, and fashion foolish little things.
or fine and sensitive enough to hold a
darning-needle, surely cannot be ex-
pected to mend a cash in a baby's leg,
or take the leg off if need were."
''Oh, don't know, Bob; Brixton's a
first-rate articulator, and he was bred
for blacksmith, believe. He isn't a
fine hand by long shot"
| 81 shouldn't be surprised to hear that
he had been a butcher, not the least, u
Bob said. with very pale face-a mark
of his earnestness, always.
81 can't get it out of my head, Hor-
ace, that this Brixton is a horrid hum
bug-a cheat-a mountebank and Jug
gler. His chiefest skill 1 fancy is to
conceal the fact of his ignorance. lam
surprised that poor old Skinker hasn't
seen to the bottom of him before this.
He has never impaired anything like
useful information to US while in his
rooms; now has he?"
well, HO, L cdIl Z say InaI we We
learned much from him."
''That's it. His talk is rambling.
incoherent. like himself, and / some-
times detect in his eyes expressions
which might come frem the heated,
| and diseased brain of a mailman. It's
true. / don't like his study, with its
crucibles and retOrts, jugs aud expert
ments, and / don't particularly fancy
the man himself. So, if you'll excuse
me I'll not go over tonight. / believe
I'm not far wrong in the fancy I've
taken that the doctor returns my dis
trust with interest. He doesn't like nae.
You know that foolish, strange little
couplet beginning,
do not like you, DR.. Fell,- &c, &c.
| feel exactly so toward this doctor.
can { tell any reason-I have no reason,
only such as he often quotes to us.
When L met him first l shivered and
felt as if had trOdden bare-footed on a
snail. Our natures are antagonistical
that's all.'
''Then 1 wouldn't trust the doctor,
BOb," said cheerily, going out. "Your
nature is about good enough, old man,
and it's direct opposite must be that of
a uOfh' ooou-pyc, diu ~iTdiu VI MS
crucibles, you know, and it amuses me
TO hear him harangue."
left Bob sitting with his heels under
him, sewing very much as the suscepti-
BILE tailor i'm the Arabian Nights tales
used to sit at his window oggling his
lady love. who brought about his ruin.
This fancy made me laugh at the door,
and L can't forget Bob's expression.
His pale face and stern eyes followed
me down the gloomy old stairs, and
into the quiet little stretch of road lead
ing TO Brixton's den.
Higgins, Topoff, Reed and Seaford
were there smoking like pirates. and
Brixton was up to his elbows in expert
ments. He looked anything but charm
ing in his long, black, muslin gown, his
damp, black hair standing about his
pallid face, his white, dog-like teeth
cleaning from beneath his black NOUS
tache. l fancied he looked a little dis
appointed when came i'm alone. Bob
and always dropped in together.
''Here l have an instrument-my own
invention, Master Horace-for testing
the condition of the human heart. Let
there be the least flaw or speck in that
beautiful little gem in which poets seat
the emotions-which is all fsl-de-rol,
by the way-and this ingenious little
creature searches it out out at once.
You grasp this wire which is attached
to a spectrum and condenser under this
lamp just above this small piece of look
ing-glass, and should the heart beat too
rapidly pressure Immediately fills this
small tube with fluid which L have
here in small receiver. Or, if too
slow, the temperature sinks and the
lamp grows dim. Should the heart
grow tired of working and take sud-
den notion to cease labor altogether,
then the fluid falls to the bottom of the
receiver, the wire grows cold and the
lamp goes out. What do you think of
tips
II think it is fine thing for you,
doctor, if you can convince the scien-
fists of the efficacy of your machine"
'Hard- headed old mullets, those sci
entists," Seaford said, enveloped in a
cloud of Witty blue smoke. at takes
lot of successful manipulatiOns to
convince them of the value of a thing.
They are dead against new inventions
which they have not invented"
Eyes; a man must be shut up as a
lunatic now who dares invent anatomi-
cal wonders Brixton said with a rest
less CLEAN i'm his eyes. 'As if a disor-
dered brain could have conception Of
intricate machinery such as this, and
produce an instrument with a motive
and power. This has not been tried
fairly, you see. Your medical student
has generally a wonderful digestion,
This
should be applied to diseased heart. !"
"Where's McMasters," some one sug-
gested. "I've heard him say often that
sort of heart disease ran through his
family. This would be capital way to
prove whether or not he has received
his share of disagreeable legacy. He
has so many times brooded on it, and in
fact has expressed himself to me, that
he would give great deal to know II
his heart was all right"
That was true enough. We all knew
the story of how his poor mother had
died i'm her chair, holding an unread
letter in her hand. 1t seemed to me
that such a shock as this might have
tested the soundness Of a devoted sons
heart perfectly. L, for one, thought
the doctors curious machine grand
humbug, and had no faith in it one way
or the other, and had begun to have
very little in the doctor.
Several days after this, l overlook
McMasters during one of his solitary
walks.
spoke good-humoredly to him, de-
signing to walk on, as l had never in
truded myself on his privacy, or sought
IN heeome his comnaniOn only when 1t
pleased him.
He called after me:
ssDon't run away from me, Woolsey !;
am so bad comrade that you prefer
TO be alone?"
''On the contrary Bob, you know L
fancied that you liked to take your little
rounds, unattended. You know L am
extremely fond of your company al
ways"
Il believe you, dear old boy, / think
vou are I like to think nv own