The Centre reporter. [volume] (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, 1877-05-31
A PERFECT CURE.

A PERFECT CURE.
Mrs. Wl'dfans belonged 20 that class Of cd
laiy that uudeggoes a marked change whyn the
Goeslr Sppv4rS. SIM ulct DIR. Whitley gu L.s
waE up AZ the top of the stairs, barlus further
progress. As ssoa A. she had known u his
lrrcsenct IN the house she had assumed tie tap
Toe gait and weus about pulling shades down
aa3 shutting dovrS. She stands nov on her
Toes Ia sa UNpVctza;. huShEuE sart ~ w2y. head
t1ife forward and tolutius forcdnser .u>-
pended half way between JrvASt and lrs.
Whitley knows What Is cunning aud breads H.
s.DA. dear aoctJg." s-.ld Ngs NllifAuE, bend
iua a god deal forward, - 10 believe any paor
Maria Is going % te very sick She hasn't eaten
ANYTHING sag Ettle chicken since luncheon.
aua the paer ~. ) SO tllu I cAa fecl her
p5or. 3eAr -bS. IL yoU keep anything from
me, doctor. ! shall never forgive YOU. There
seems ~ tra o. them GA one side. II .t Is my
posr c.rl's de4r rlhs that troHblc her Il vii he
eEaelli Won ar,,ive me. There seemed 10 be
oalv mae ol them on her left side this yygy
afternoon, doctor. Oh, my poor Maria
"Only ri4e g, repeated Whitley with Al oll
h.t.e smile. Nv dear Airs. WlAlf4ng how
many rbS 10 you suppose belong O. woman on
oae side uf her
..Thea. doctor YOU think IL is because she
hiss tHa Maly o-, nv poor s.Et
let me ~ee YOUR dlUshtes, said Whitley,
trylag % -tJ by tie old lady.
Yes son shall. doctor. hut. dear doctor,
dca'E s-k her unnecessary. questions Nv Maria
is 50 sensitive She said o. me auly this very
ma-uia< 'Oh, tar mamma II the doctor
should hesr ei this blue spat oa INV left arm be
would SAINT 70 see Il, I am very sure, and j.
voli be so awkward .or Ue o. have 10 show
ray left arm Easy. doctor easy. II lt j. her
rlbS, doctor. Won mustn't tell uly glr. to-day u
nav kiii hor, she ! 50 weak. on. my pHor
Glart ! am sure she Is going % b. very sick.
Iaare were ua.g nine. I am sure. dear doetur.
u yol mus count thel 30 please not look ~
ms poor Maria, she Is so sensitive.
Mrs. Williams lal the way On tlptoe. fore
d1Eer RAISED and pointed toward her lips.
WA1elv expected II tll patient pretty we'd
passed away yousg HE hU;.erng % earth.
Possibly some spinal disorder, In lieu ot ribs
aud be- was asking himself an honest question,
whether ms bitter drug g1gli as ,lmilate n such
a ease He was not surprised % md the room
qui dark AEi closed aud the usual rpuul t4lle
l13sn with bottles, spoons. cuns, smelling salts
au3 flowers, standing near 20 the door % tv
stumbled over But he did indulge his odd
Et--e sule ultll /. was quite beyond control
vhea De hehe.i for a patient 81 able bodied,
though rather salAt maid af thirty, seated be-
to-e sooty coal tre, ullolnE ICED sponge cake
and resiin-. ur trelH- 20 >ee tp read. Dumas.
An unusually uc,y half shaved skye terrier was
iE her lap. Whitley had hL! 8 mind % turn
and ie ~ hut he rallied aLi called Tor fresh
air and sunlight. For q long zen minutes Ly
De-. the patient ruar forth q Tale 1f deep woe
sll dreadful s-Eerll- MANY Lea aches that
must have been recently introduced ty the
demon pain were ~T-g-llis many uuh-arG u.
symptoms were asr.t upon aue there were
tear, tust Gl0..s lgi dropped Un 70 the nose Of
the S.-v- tg-.i- r. Then a. artificial sounding
lite cough. hri uf dust or p. peg cough.
without depth u- dignity. merely the protest Of
IaF
end 20 the l1ueutati0n. aud under cover % It
Whitley arose and reached the door. He look
ci isrE kindly at the complaining woman.
pleasant little smile PLAYING on ms cJuu-e-
uauee. and saii he believed he had heard al
and h1-'ed tina. he might Do her much good.
Then De vlftlrrs. requesting Mrs. Nlldfaug 20
foIl1a him down stairs.
There j. nothing the matter with y0ur
daughter Mr.. NI.1islg. said DR.. Whitley,
facing the ol3 LADY and eyeing her sterlly,
''u4ler God s hlgc sky. She i sound as q
silver dlllsr Civ. her George Eliut 10 read
and beef to eat. Take that dog from her, and
-he must have su aim. She j, living for moth
Ing. uuW. and IL doesn't agree with her. Two
block, from here i, a family that lie on loose
straw and dress IN rags. and one pale. frAl glri
OF sixteen keeps 1ve mouths from -t4ryatl0n.
Let your daughter call. in an hour, time. AZ
No 200 Blank street; she viil look differently
at life after doing So. I am sure. and feel differ
entlv. See % that she takes bread with her.
and some tea and. by al means. the rgmail-
der Of that iced sponge cake. ! viii bid you
good day.
Mrs w'Idfan- j. dumb from astonishment
anJ uops a1'rn onto her heels when she re-
covers speech DR.. Whitley j. being driven up
the street Al q brisk troi But he had not Of
Tended the old lady. might bee supposed, for
q messenger awaited him 20 his Office. the next
morning, requesting another interview. Or.
Whitelys experience with Miss Wildfsug was
bitter one. Without being III. the lady was
suffering an unrest 0f mind and an aueas!Eess
Of body that was akin 10 IllEe.s. But one day
Whitley was surprised and relieved 10 have
Miss Maria break ont in this wayIt was really
& breaking ont
"Dr. Whitley. don't you think it would be
good for me if ! were married. Miss Wild
fang was sitting by the parlor window Il was
twilight. and Whitley was seated IN front Of
her. both gazing on the street. You say you
want me interested. Don't you think il would
interest me 20 have husband % look after =
Whitley was watching a man lighting the
street lamp opposite, and had just time enough
70 suppress a little start before the gas JET lit
mp his face Il think whatever you think
good for yOu wouid be good fO- YOU. hc said.
" You are stronger than You were. aren't you
Fnd alive without the support Of iced sponge
cake or the stimulus of an oyerdrawu society
novel The next step must be toward 3 pur-
pose.
''Of all the meu ever met, continued Miss
Wlldfang. Z" / could name scores OF them, not
one Of them seemed % care anything for me.
/ was pretty then, and could waltz untiringly.
and lasted longer than most girls night after
night. But that was all. None Of them cared
FOR me, and | got tired Of them there seemed
SO little Of them for men. Frank Reynolds
waltzes beautifully. Dr. Whitley but be isn't
fit for a husband. and Charley Gray, who took
me about so much two or three winters ego, be
is really very handsome, but he is too silly TO
marry, lie is awfully empty headed and
there is Ned Barlow. lie kept ever so many OF
my gloves. and believe that he has one Of my
rings, but he is all fingers and feet l don't
think he has a mind.
You mean he dances splendidly and talks
nonsense, INTERRUPTED Whitley.
Yes / mean lie doesn't talk common sense.
though he waltzes as If he were a beautiful
piece Of machinery in motion and leads delight
fully. If / could meet sensible. good man,
one who could care anything for me, now that
i cannot waltz much nor be up late at night
and laugh and talk as l used 10, If you would
allow me DIR Whitley and here Miss Wildfang
smiled, u think ! would like TO marry him
that is. provided he asked me to-"
what do you mean, Miss Wildfang" asked
the doctor, looking searchingly into the
vomans eyes-they we're looking unusually
brilliant by the light of the street lamp.
"What can do for You p
ask Ned Thornton if be viii not call, - she
made answer, with charming frankness. Ask
Mr.. Thornton 10 call. she repeated, "he has
been very kind tc me.
Whitley took the mint, at once, and shortly
withdrew
Thornton was an old friend and classmate Of
DIR. Whitley, and fortune favored him in pre-
scribing the gentleman as likely to be of great
service in Miss Wildfsngs case He dropped
in to see Thornton one day when he was down
town, and the two put heads together over
coma r,ripaa pld sanDlpG in tbn Drivata offica
But Thornton was disheariened man. The
panic had shaken the wine trade TO its center.
and the merchant had not rrospered Of late
Whitley introduced some ocial subjects a,l
the Wi.iFaDgs' rCmo into the conversation.
"You say Miss Wildfang Is E2' asked