The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1876-08-31

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" L hope she will insist on applying
them herself, ;" | said, inwardly !" there
is no need of her martyrizing herself to
a too great extent"
AT last Miss Howard-so she intro
duced herself-professed herself some
what relieved, and l took my leave,
promising to call on the following morn
ing, unless the case should demand my
presence before that time, s'which do
not now anticipate, y said, with pro-
fessional caution.
"WhateVer may be the cause of the
young lady's conduct, y said to myself
as l re-entered my room, "her little
comedy has spoiled my tragedy" and
took down my pistol and removed the
charge. / was different being from
what / had been three hours before.
Death now seemed as foreign to me as
life did then.
An orphan, almost from my birth, |
had inherited large property from my
grandfather, as | was the only one of
bis kindred living. In the belief that
this property was mine, l had grown
up to manhood, gay, hght-hearted,
impulsiYe fellow, who had never seen
aught of life but the sunny side. The
only touch of the practical there was
about me, was passion for the study
of medicine, and this l had pursued to
a really considerable extent for the
mere love of it.
One day as was rummaging among
some old papers in the library hap
pened to pull out from a corner, where
it had been undisturbed for many a
year, paper, yellow and worn with
age. | unfolded it idly.
soon found it was my grandfather's
will, and bequeathed al his property,
not to me, but to Alicia Orton, a per-
son whose name was unknown to me.
Who and where was this Alicia Or
ton? Who would know? Grandfather
lawyer was dead-the witnesses were
dead. "Oh!" Isaid impatiently, "ev-
cry body is dead" Then | thought of
" Aunt Rhoda;" she might know. |
| locked the will in desk and started in
search of her at last, in her own room.
"Aunt Rhoda," said, as soon as the
greetings were over, "do you know, or
did you ever know, a person by the
name OF ALICIA OrUOnE'
Lord massey, yes! Well, no not ex-
actly elder, but knowed about de
moder of her, she that was Margaret
Reeves and married an Orton, but orter
married your grandfather, an I'll say
dat eff am talkin' to you," she said.
"Ought to have married my grand
father? Why?'' inquired.
"Why? Because when a man hangs
around a gal year or two, he ought to
marry her, oughtn't he? His folks beat
him out of it, yer see. But he 'pented
on it! pend on dat. He nebber took
no comfort with the woman he married,
and nebber seemed like hisself after
ward. But you amt noways to blame
bout dat, honey"
| at length ascertained that Miss Or
ton was living at Fairbanks small
town some few miles from my home
and l at once communicated to her the
discovery of the will, and commenced
settling up, matters as fast as possible,
preparatory TO a removal to the West.
l thought l had knowledge enough to
set up as a physician there.
l settled in a Western town, and then
| waited till "hope Deferred" pride,
disappointment and hard fare wrought
such a change in me that many an hour
l sat doubling my own identity. "This
way lies Madness" and at last | made
the rash resolve to leave a world which
l despised myself for my inability to
conquer. r=
When l made my professional call
on Miss Howard, the next morning, L
found her quite restored to her usual
health, "thanks to my SKILL" she said,
with beaming smile, as seated my
self.
/ had thought my patient one of the
most beautiful women l had ever seen,
on the night before, and the clear morn
ing light served only to confirm this
impression. She was dazzling fair,
without pallor, her abundant hair a per-
feet bronze, with those lovely waves
and ripples, which art seeks in vain to
counterfeit, and her eyes rich golden
brown, luminous and warm. Her figure
was tall and graceful, and her express
sion at once noble and womanly.
After the servant had left the room
she thanked me, blushing brightly all
the while for helping her on with her
little play of the night before.
Well, it is especially true in a prOfes-
sion that it "is the first step which
costs" My call to Miss Howard, who
took up her quarters at the Darby
House, and became at once the fashion,
helped me amazingly, and am quite
sure she helped me whenever she could
I
The people of Darby suddenly dis
covered that DR.. Lysle was not only
fine physician, but gentleman, and
this gave me an entree into the circle in
which Miss Howard moved. She was a
fine musician, and of music was pas
sionately fond, and l had habit of
dropping into her parlor when weary
with long rides, and resting, while she
sung songs, low and sweet and soft.
had a way, too, of telling her of my
hopes and success, and one night when
was, on, so gloriously tired of hard
work, l told her what a mad, cowardly
act her chance call had saved me from.
"You do not despise me?" | asked
eagerly. "No," she said softly, 81
know too well what creatures of oppor-
tunity we are, to do that" "No," she
repeated, 81 do not despise you"
There was some wonderful light in
her eyes, some heavenly smile about her
mouth, as she spoke the word "despise, "
which transported me. o.
"No, you do not despise me, Nora
Howard-you love me!'' said with
triumphant surety, and all in moment
| held her mine, mine, in my arms.
Nora went back to New York, and l
staid behind, well content to labor with
so glorious a prize in view.
Things went well with me, and it was
not long before l had the pleasure of
bidding Miss Nora Howard expect me
in New York on a certain day soon after
the reception of the happily written let
ter conveying this bidding.
At the New York Depot a pair of
brown eyes drew my own like mag
net. There was my own sweet darling
waiting for me- As werode on, an agi-
tation, unusual to her manner, seemed
to possess her, and grew more and more
marked every moment. So
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