The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1875-02-18
JACKSON G. II, OHIO, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 1s. 1875.

the doctor, pointing to the semicircle OF
summer-houses.
They are little greeneries for my old
ladies to sit in"
They look like menagerie"
do they? l think they look very
pretty. You see, they are surrounde d
by little fower-beds, with plenty of mig
nonette. l think the smell of mignonette
is good for people
As she spoke she picked few sprigs of
her favorite flower and gave them to
the doctor, and as he did not seem to
know what to do with them, she put
them in his button-hole, as she had often
done for her father.
Perhaps the smell of mignonette was
good for the doctor, for he became quiet
and almost gentle.
When they arrived at the gate, he
asked,
why do you keep this flock of old
women Do you think they will be
grateful p
II do not know, But does me good ;
l enjoy it.
DO you? Then you must be very
happy"
Had she seen the look the doctor gave
her, she would have been almost alarmed
1G lLG HdTillu Vi It's AihOueSS. DuG IIlC
innocent little lady was meditating q
great mistake.
Doctor" she said ~ am very much
obliged to you for coming. 1 dare not
ask you to come again, but-may go to
tell you when Pauline is better ?"
Madam said the doctor, savagely, Il
do not allow my patients to destroy the
peace of my household l do not wish
to be constantly reminded of them. And
l have the honor to bid you farewell.
And he strobe away, followed by Fido.
The next day Miss Morette was seated
at her window, holding Pauline on her
lap, when a strange vision appeared be-
fore her astonished eyes. Dr. Lambert,
or his ghost, was walking up the garden
path, with large tin can in his hand and
two long white parcels sticking out of
his pockets and bobbing amiably on each
side of him After the fashion of ghosts,
he entered without knocking. But it
was q decidedly living and lively voice
that said,
Come, bring me two saucers and two
spoons. Be quick p
Miss Morette did as she was told, and
the doctor opened the tin can. 1t con-
tanned some saw-dust and smaller can
filled with pink and white icecream,
which he deposited in the two saucers.
Don say any thing; eat it before it is
all melted Be quickI' commanded the
doctor, trying to look wicked.
The ice-cream being disposed of. DR..
Lambert emptied his pockets.
Here is some port wine, which you
will please use generously, as there is
plenty more where this comes from And
now that you have what you wanted,
madam, I hope you will be more gracious
than you were yesterday"
Miss Morette was astonished at the
doctors doings that nothing he could
say had any power to rouse her. She
was gracious, and nothing disturbed the
peace of that visit.
After this the doctor came every after
noon, for as he said, "the child must be
fed"
Before the summer was over he had
quarreled with every human being in
the establishment except little Pauline.
He scolded the old women, he stormed
at the children, he laughed at Miss Mo
rette's pills, he declared Suzette was a
goose. Yet in spite Of all this, no one
was afraid of him, and everybody loved
him.
Miss Morette fought for her pills and
her altars, undismayed by frowns and
sneers. If there was one thing the doc
tor enjoyed in his secret soul, it was the
good-natured contradiction, and Miss
Morette gave him that pleasure unspar-
ingly whenever it became necessary.
As for little Pauline, she looked upon
her old friend with the eyes of love
you are so good and so pretty = she
said to him one day. The doctor knew
he was not pretty" and he had serious
doubts about being good. but he was
deeply touched with the feeling that had
inspired the words.
When the cool days of autumn had
sent away Miss Morette's guests, Dr.
Lamberts visits acquired a certain init
macy and friendliness shat made them
still more pleasant. He spent his after
Moons in the little parlor, where bright
wood fire burned all day, and in that |
'oom he seemed to forget that his chief
luty was to be cross. He played youth
ul games with Pauline and Fido, usually |
ending off with a touching representation |
If Red Riding-hood. in which the doctor, |
with red cap, greatly distin-
yuished himself as naughty little girl |
md meekly submitted to being devoured |
~ Pauline.
While she took her nap he related to
Mss Morette many an anecdate of his |
,ast life, and told her all his little jokes, |
which were as good as new to her. And |
he listened and laughed, and sewed for |
he poor, with equal energy and enjoy
nent
But alas
''AlI that's bright must fade,
The brightest still the f1eeteSt;