The Van Buren press., 1876-10-03
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that's why contide in you. Now tel
me the truth
| placed my ear to his side, and tool
three different soundings. Then tol,
him as earelessly as | could that had n,
stethoseope with me, aud he was too agi
tated just then for fair examination
an see il | can't borrow some tools,
l said, and see you to morrow mornin.
whes you will he more composed
As you will he replied; but 70,
are mistaken about composure. shal
nrver be more composed than l am a
this moment
How can You say so, after your attack
only few hours ago 2 asked.
That is over. know all now
'Tush ! ! sneered trying to get out OF
my difficulty by appearing impatient
You know absolutely nothing
.AIl right, Doctor he said with one
OF his bright smiles, and resuming his
coat: admit it. don't know how
breathe, or how swallow. l don't know
how was born, or what will happen to
make me die | don't know why | wink
an eye when grain of dust comes along
ia the air But | do breathe and swallow
have been borne, ana ! shall die and
somehow the grain of dust will be caught
on my eyelash / don't know why these
visitations have come to me; but they
have come, Doctor, and for a reason.
Look me in the tace, and tell me that
have soun heart
ooufd uoe 90 10.
so FAREWELL he went on cheerfullv;
"a long farewell to all the old fun. O.
thello's occupations gone,
And he will settle down into quiet
married man, added, to humor him:
but his face darkened.
Do you think am justified? ? he be.
gan. But you shall answer me that to-
morrow
Il hope you have not said anything
about this to Miss Annesley P l asked,
after pause.
God forbids~
But she must have guessed that some
about that promise
Perhaps she did for the moment, but
my fainling fit couldn't help it. Doc
too, put it out of her mind. Ii she re-
turns to the subject, shall get round it
somehow. or course | may rely upon
yoar silence.
Are you two going to waste all the
day up thereS' cried Annie fiom the gar
den. Come down Frank; want you to
help me cut my flowers
lie joined her, and stood watching
them from the gallery. Tomorrow /
would tell him what knew too well al
ready. There was indeed something aw-
fully wrong with his heart. And who
would have thought it, to look at him 7
He seemed the very picture of health
but the last Ten minutes of the foot race
the last fifty strokes of the oar-when
the spirit forced the flesh to more than
mortal doing. had done their silent wo k
/ should have to tell him to be very, very
careful should be able to.comfort him
by saying that men as badly off AS he
was had made old bones, and died in their
beds, at last, of something else. l stood
rchearsing how this was to pe told, when
! heard Annie's voice again.
No, not that one: its too full blown.
There is u lovely bud a little higher up,
No, no, you stupid great fellow-,here,
to your right
They were standing under climbing
rose. bush, and she was pointing to u spot
about a yard over his head. Standing on
tip. toe, he could just touch the stem Of
the coveted flower, but not hold it, and
OF course it bobbed from his fingers
Ii you jump you can catch it, said
Annie.
As she spoke he sprang, seized the
rose (which was pulled down by his
weight, and fell against the fence upon
which the bush was trained.
'Oh, how awkward you are to day !"
Annie cried. Well. why don't you break
it off aud give il me?'
The next moment he slid to the ground
At her feet--dead!
The champion Athlete of his day was
killed in struggle with rose bud.