, 1876-06-03

The doctor drew back coldly; but us
her frank, earnest eyes caught his own
he could not resist the innocent PLEADING
there She might be poor Mogdo,.n
even, but be had never seen so childl;l,, 4
and yet womanly n creature.
1--WE must think Of nothing now Inn,
our patient" he said gently; your f,eo
is at least familiar and dear to him.n
Alas no. she said; ait is stranpo
almost unknown. 1t is far better
should go away
Then she told the doctor all. And az
she went on to confess how she had dared
shelter this poor neighbor of hers, with.
out Il roof to cover linn, without money
without friends, sick unto death helpless
and aone-how she had dared ut apy
risk to shelter him and to nurse him
back to liic-the good surgeons ewes
blinked under his shaggy hrowsi He
put his heavy hand in bcnediction
upon her bowed head.
"Thou good little Samaritan ~ he
said
And two big, hollow, handsome eyes
upon the white bed in the corner also
filed with tears. lie was so weak, this
poor young Blake, that he could scarcely
help sobLing outright at so touching a
story.
Why--why," he fatered to himself,
sin little Miss Turpin's room! o thou
Mercilul Heaven in little Miss Turpin's
bed With the ohcery little fire in the
CRATE to toll yondcr biting blast, withall
| the knick knnck and fuibelows about
the little pictures on the wall, her bird.
cngc ut the window, and neat little med.
icine-stand, with lots of spoons in vari.
Gus doses, each spoon with little Miss
Turpin's name; and to her, then, under
Heaven, owe my life ! All, may God
do so to me, and more also, if desert
little Miss Turpin, or let little Miss Tur
pin desert me ~
"And now" said the sweet, sad voice
of little Miss Turpin, take me to his
bed side. | am toolishly weak; can
scarcely sge. Let ne look upon him
Just once more before | 90. You viii
take care OF him now, doctor, won't you
But let me say good.by."
The doctor, undecided, scarcely know.
ing what to say, half carried her to the
! bed.
"Good.by, good-by,' she said, bend
ing over him, her wurm tears falling on
his pale, sunkcn face, her hot, trembling
hands clasping themselves together.
But suddenly two other hot trembling
hands seized hers in feeble grasp-tho.
hollow, sunken eyes Of the student asttr
themselves upon Miss Turpin's face with
hungry tenderness.
"Oh, no." he said, "you cannot 60
from here, not for the world you see
the good doctor has said it will not do
to have strange face at my bed side.
Yours is the dearest to me in the world.
| love you, Miss Turpin. 1t is, perhaps,
sad tate offer you but, oh ! be still
more gcnrous-bc my wife. | have, dear
little Miss Turpil. have loycd you
long"
lie didn't say how long; he was too
weak TO talk. lie didn't tell her that
perhaps his love dated only little half
hour back, when he listened to that won
drously touching little story of hers,
What mattered it Cannot love be as
strong as life and deep MS the sea, how
soeyer and when it is bornel Good Dr.
Hayershaw took care of their future. 1t
began in neat, two-story brick, with .
big brass sign upon the door, to which
the worthy surgeon drew attention
enough to set the pot boiling.
And now in her stylish broughan'
with liveried lackey at her command
with her rustling silks and dainty laces-
with her widest fancies more than real
ized, who could find fault with the fate
Of little Miss Turpin1