The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-06-12
DR.. Lambert.

Near the city of Nalmont, about half
mile from the New Gate, on the road to
Florissant, stands an old stone house rath-
er the worse for age, but still quite habit
able.
The chief feature of that venerable dwell
ling is the outside staircase by which the
second story is reached at the top of these
stairs is wide landlng-place, surrounded
by an iron balustrade. and almost filled with
green boxes in which bloom profusely a
variety of bright and fragant flowers
But what first attracts attention to the
place is a belt of small arbors and summer
houses, each surrounded by narrow flow-
er-Ded. These green retreats are furnished
with tables and seats, and look very coZy
and inviting.
The owner of this quiet, yet cheerful
abode was Miss Morette, fair and forty,
an reasonably fat, rather short in stature,
quick, bright, and apparently happy, as
she d1sGsseeGyad,t9 bes. for she spent her whole
used to say that when there is enough for
twelve. it only needed good management
and wise economy. She practiced the econ
omy upon herself, and gave to others the
benefit of the management.
The second story with the flowery stairs,
was devoted to hospitality. During the
whole summer it was filled with visitors
old ladies who needed sunshine, tired seam
stresses who needed rest, young girls and
children who need fresh air ana country
milk These were Miss Morette's guests.
And as she kept but one servant, and did
not allow her inyaids to work too much,
her own hands were seldom idle.
Besides her home duties, she had many
outdoor patients to attend to. Early
every morning she filled two covered bask-
cts with fruit and flowers, and Immediately
after her frugal breakfast she started for
the city with basket on each arm, walking
briskly, and singing to herself as she went.
When she reached the city she threaded her
way quietly through the narrowest of its
many narrow streets, and for awhile only
short glimpses of her small person could be
lad as she fitted from house to house.
In one of her visiations Miss Morette
heard that in the next tenements poor
widow had been taken suddenly ill and was
supposed to be dying. She went to see
her. and found her, as had been reported,
evidently near her end.
The poor woman was greatly distressed
at the thought of leaving her child unpro-
tected. 81 don't care for myself" she said,
''but | can't bear to have her go the hos
ptal."
"'She is very pretty child; but what
makes her look SO pale 2"
s'Rickets," groaned the woman. "She
| is six years old, for all she looks so small.
And think of her going to the hospital
"She need not go to the hospital. Will
take care of her myself. live in the coun,
try and will take good care OF her: Will
you give her to me- 7" asked Miss Morette
with tears in her eyes.
The diving woman blessed and thanked
her she was willing to die now.
"Suzette," said Miss Morette to her faith
full servant, II am going to bring here
lovely little girl. She is sick and an or
phan, so we must take her.
| SuZette was quite willing. Sue adoreo
her mistress, and had often expressed de
sire to ''kss the ground she trod on" Bu
more important duties had always prevent
ed her from putting that wish INTO action
and scrubbing the floors had been her near
est approach to that ideal form of wor
ship.
The next day the motherless child wa
brought to her new home and became tn
pet of the household. She had the face o
an angel, but she was weak and SICILY.
Country air would do much for her,
SAID Miss Morette to herself, land II ar
could assist nature l am certain she woul'
soon get well. But good doctors are such
expensive blessings !"
The kind little lady was in the habit O
prescribing for her family patients. lie
father had been physician, and had lei
her, beside all his books, receipt Tor max
ing pills of such miraculous virtue tina
they, or the fear OF them, had never we
fsiled to cure any disease.
But this was different case and require
different treatment. So, having passc
in review all the physicians of Valmonl
Miss Morette made up her mind to consul
Or. Lambert.
She arrayed herself in her best dress
brown toulard silk with white dots,
, cherry colored Grape shawl that had b,
longed TO her mother, and respectab
white straw bonnet trimmed with brown
, Thus becomingly attired, she departed on
fine June morning, holding brown par'
sol in one hand and the other purple We
vet reticule containing her knitting i1
I she might have to wait, and time was u
! precious to be lost.
!. Everybody in Valmont knew Dr. Ian
: bert, and could relate his history, WIN VI
riations, but it was generally Acknowledge
that he was San original.
His reputation as physician was grea
= Yet, although he was only little over MI,
j. he had almost given up his profession an
d practiced only when II suited him. but
u was difficult te tell when it suited HIM, II
oo..;oioua an1 took strong likes