The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-06-12
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the woman he loved The only thing ROC
pie did not agree upon was the selection of
the faithless one.
Whatever the doctor might have been in
his youth, he was now ugly cross and ctus.
ty. Yet there were those anoono bio no.
tients who thought him an angel of kind.
ness. To his honor be it said these were
poor people who did not nav. who sorelv
tried the short patience of their beloved
doctor by their long explanations and sense
less fear of death.
The only intimate friend of DR.. Lam
bert was his dog Fido. They went eyery-
where together, and on fine afternoons The
doctor and his dog might always be seen
sitting at the window, looking at what hap
pened on the street and exchanging onin-
Ions thereupon, for the doctor seriously be-
leved that Fido understood what was said
TO him, and that he made distinct and vor,,
sensible remarks upon all subjects worth
discussing. And no enc had ever dared to
contradict the Doctor
Miss Morette arrived at the ton of fire
steep street in which the nobility of Val
mont chiefly congregate, and where DIR.
Lambert had Lived for a period of thirty
years. She rang the bell Of n largo stone
mouse, OF which he occupied the second
floor, and was admitted into the ante-cham-
Der by the doctors housekeeper.
Jeanette had shared the vicissitudes of
domestic life with the Doctor during TWEEN
ty-fye years. She was acquainted with
his ways, and declared on all proper oc.
casions that he was the best and kindest of
masters.
"Can | see the doctor ?" asked Miss Mo
rette, with an engaging smile.
That smile reached Jeannett's heart, and
she became instantly confidential. al am
afraid not, ma'am This is one of his bad
| days, so to speak. and he wouldnt be eosv
| to deal with Is it for your,elf ua,au p,
mo; it is for little girl. and 7 want IN
see him SO much!"
"Wel, you might try. if it ia an u,oep,
case. But it won't be pleasant for Won: he
is rather cross this morning"
'Oh, l do not mind that at all" said
Miss Morette, cheerfully; ait will not hurt
me-"
"No, ma'am; it is all bark and ma bite
Only don't look as if Won were afraid of
him, for he can't bear that"
Then she knocked at the doctors door.
"Come in" said sonorous voice
Jeanette insinuated her head within the
room. sit is a lady to consult Won about
a child sir"
There was no answer. TAKING ,;lorco
for consent, Jeanette gently nusbed NJiss
Morette into the lions den
The doctor was seated at the desk. in
one corner of the room reading. He ne;th.
or turned his head nor smoke. h. seemed
buried in his book. Miss Morette w.lLed
quietly to a green sofa. seated herself mo,
it, unpnned her shawl took out nor I'll,
and began to knit.
Fido came up to her, and, the smell of
her dress being pleasant to his nose. he
| tried her hand A few dumb ciyilitIes
were exchanged between them. after which
Fido stretched himself at Miss Morette's
feet and continued his nap.
When the doctor got tired of reading he
began to write, which he did with great
vgor and oud-scratching pen.
About fifteen minutes had passed in this
way, when Miss Morette suddenly broke
whats the matter? Are you sickY"
asked the doctor grufily.
mo, indeed, sir"
"Then why do you disturb meI"
81 am sorry. did not mean to speak,
but dropped stitch just as l was taking
up the heel-but don't suppose you know
anything about knitting stockings"
Then the doctor turned round and looked
at his visitor. He saw a plump little fig
ure, face still fresh and fair, two small
clouds of short grayish curls, and two blue
eyes that met his with a smile. Her clothes
were old-fashoned, but not cheap. She
was neither rich nor poor, neither old nor
young, neither bold nor yet afraid. The
| doctor did not know whether to be cross
or not.
$50 you have taken the trouble to come
| here to tell me did not know anything
| about stockings?" DR.. Lambert spoke
sneeringly, but his small, yellow brown
eyes twinkled pleasantly under their bushy
! eyebrows.
mo, sir; l came here TO speak to you
| about a little girl, And as | have inter-
rupted you, perhaps you might hear me
now, and then l can SO away"
And without waiting for an answer, Miss
| Morette stated the case as briefly as pos
sible,
pooh! 1t is nothing" said the doctor.
Give her plenty of milk and fresh air, and
she well get well"
eyes, sir. But l should like to have you
look at her."
'Do you suppose l cure people by look
ing at them?"
"No, sir. But you might see"
"Ah, yes-see! That is the way with all
women; they always want you to see. But
|, madam, have no time to waste upon
sightseeing. Where do you live?"
"Not very far, sir; only half mile
"Half MILE Do you think | would
walk half a mile on such a hot day to see
nybody?"
1T is not so hot after you have passed
the bridges, because there are SO many
trees. 1t is on the road to Florissant, the
third house on the left from the Green road.
And perhaps you might ride"
"Perhaps might ALLOW me to say how
ever, that | am still able to walk. But
will not 20 so far. | have no time And
| will not go anyway said the doctor,
working himself into a little storm
Miss Morette gathered up her knitting
and asked, serenely "Do owe you any
thing sir?"
"No, madam, no. / am happy to say
that you owe me nothing. l wish you
good.day