The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1876-03-17

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heart of grace and walked Il, II, and found
the brown old berry woman with, her
little boy; her grandchild, bleeding to
death in her arms. ooh, . she exclainil
ed, !" Ineverknew you lived here. What
is the matter? How id.he do ita''s 81
s".With the AK, with the AK! inst
now!" cried the woman. ssAnd I can't
stop it, and I'm all alone, and / can't
leave him, and Ell die e-oh, he'll die!'
4sOh, no, no!' said Alice. aaWhati
have you donep Only cold watsrqT Lett
me seeg5 Lay him down. Get a towels y
for she remembered still herischOol less
sons in physiology. And before the
woman knew what had happened, Alice
had rugged q toqrniquet the handle
of q hair brush, and was checking in
some degree the flow Of blood with
which the boys vitality was 6bbing.
9 Now don't let it slip, and I'M run and
find the doctor, if ] drop. Perhaps some
team will oyertake me. Don't despair
the child sha'n't die;;n and she kissed
the brown old woman, and plunged out,
eager as though it were her own little
brother. 81 know just where the doc
tor is, !" she called back ssst y aa'
She knew nothing of the kind; she
only knew where he had BEEN y She's
gone to lenders Lake with MIR. MaLs
lory,n Aunt Huldah had said, looking
up and down the road, with a yague.
idea that her looking would excuse the
culprit-ss for bulrushes, / heard them
say.n sit ta ls.'iisasi 81 Ass5s'tisi 81 s3s'a
/ The DOCTORS ejaculation would have
mortified Aunt Huldah if she had heard
it; but bidding her good morning, he
had tprned about, determined to have
nothing more to do with Miss Alice
Truesdeu. And then sort Of rage had
flashed up and swept over him, and he
vowed to himself that he would reduce
the little rebel, and sprang into his
chaise and urged his horse to q run.
And that was,the way it chanced that,
less than ten minutes after Alice left the
hut, she saw something rolling up the
highway enveloped in as thick . cloud
as ever an ancient god travelled in; and
he saw a little object flying down to
meet him, curls and ribbons streaming
behind, dishevelea to the Last degree,
and with only breath enough left to
say, as he leaped from. the, ,chaise,
Don't lsa Is stoPA He's dyings Back there here
DR.. Fowle did stop, long enough to
take the little body and lift her into the
chaise, and spring eup beside . her.
'sWho's, dyinga" said he, esternly--
"Mallory?'' ''s.lst slgsv. al IS
.Mallory!'' gasped Miss Alice in
amazement.s .sAnd if il was, 4 she said,
the old spirit uppermost, as soon as she
could speak again for her scalded lungs
and throat, sswhat would you doY"
~" Let him die!'' exclaimed the doctor.
/" It would be nothing to .me if you
did, p she said, touching the horse with
the whip herself. ssBut, You would be
indictable at common law
Nothing to you! What did you
mean, then? Who's dyingp'''7fs "
ssNot Mr.. Mallory TO my knowledge,
thatis.o I haven't seem him to-day.s'7aA
child here in the woods. y ita f4ss ~
/ i The doctor urged the horse himself,
| bending, forward his gaze fixed before
him. and n'pt uttering another syllable y q. 3 Z |.
/ g Aren't you ever gong TO speak TO
me sagain!" said Alice at last! 'si'ssl
mean3sto' be back al elevena' iatls' ~
He udrned and saw thea tears' Just
ready I'd gush, and as he gaseds perhaps
they extingpished the Aamel Of his
wrath. Someh0w7-he never knew how
any more than Alice did-:the next mo-
ment the reins were under his feet, his
i arms were alb0lit her and the tears were