Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1877-12-29

case what you and have often imagin-
ed-that Ray has some trouble on his
mind.r
Little Mrs. Santelle was in condition
of almost helpless alarm after Mr.. Liv-
ingston had gone.
1t had never occurred to her that Ray
vas threatened with anything worse
than an influenza, and Harry Livingston
was actually limiting at the brain trouble!
She flew back to Rays dainty little
sitting-room-things had changed so
with Ray since he had come in for five
thousand year-determined to tell him
doctor must b e sent for, to ask him
who he wanted.
She went in, in nervous alarm. TO find
him lying, white and still, on the lounge.
In the panic that emergencies always
are sure TO create i'm nervous, loving peO-
pie, Mrs. Santelle breatIiessly ordered
her one servant maid for her physician.
"Run-rnn to sDr. Winters, Annie, as
fast as you can, and tell him Mr.. Santelle
is dying. If he's not in. 60 tor Tremaine
-Hoar -anybody-only some one must
come at once Hurry, Annie!"
ly round to find DIR. Winter out. DR.. Ire
maine out, and DIR. Hoar ont.
What be goin' to do about it, and
him layin' as white as the piller, and
the missus crazy? | don't know, Ma'am,
can you tell me where there'll be another
doctor ?"
1t was sweet, thoughtful face Annie
had seen, and stopped to question the
owner ola daintily dressed lady. with
the darkest saddest eyes Annie had ever
seen.
She smiled brightly.
s.Cau | be ofany use? If you are in
search of physician, and can find none
you are looking for. you can take me; L
know something of medicine"
Annie's eyes were sight to behold.
Always big, greenish blue. and bulg-
ing, they grew bigger, more grecnish
blue. and more bullying.
"You, miss The likes of you be able
to cure him."
The lady had stepped into her phaeton
beside spruce-looking boy.
'.Shall 90. or not ?"
Annie gave her despairing look.
Its man sick, miss-you'd not care
nor be afraid-up at Byzantine place."
A silvery laugh from the charming
little rosebud mouth as she gave the boy
the order-Elgantine place.
'Neither afraid or ashamed. I'll see
what can do for your MASTER"
She nodded pleasantly, anu the ponies
and phaeton dashed of.
And so it was ordered by the powers
that be that when this charming, beauti-
full lady saw Raymond Santelle ravin9
i'm delerium, and made such a common
sense diagnosis of the case and gave such
practical advice to be followed till Mrs.
Santelle's physician should arrive to
take charge, in glow of enthusiasm Mrs.
Santelle begged her to call and see the
sick man occasionally.
With very unwarranted, uncalled-f0r
bushes, the lady agreed TO do so. and as
day after day the phaetOn-"Ide" she
said she was-stood for an hour at the
door of No. Byzantine place, Mrs. San
telle and she were fighting a hand-tO-
hand fight with Azrael for Raymond's
sake, until one day Aunt Amy caught
the girl in her arms, and kissed her ar
IDENTIFY.
10 think you have saved under Gods
goodness! Miss Idle, can | ever thank
IL L
love you-and so will my boy when he
knows how much he owes you"
Consciousness had re. urned to the sick
man, and Amy had told him, as soon as
she dared, of Ide-her sweet tender skill,
her devotion, her brave, relentless war
with his illness, her patience, her pity,
until Raymond, with a smile OH his pale,
handsome face. asked why Idle had not
been to see him since his cOnvalescene.
Amy told him Ide had assured her that
her presence might disturb the patient
at first, but that size would see him be-
fore long.
After the first rally Raymond went on
towards health and strength with rapid
strides, until even Idle, with glowing
cheeks and strangely-lighted eyes, de-
cared her intention of seeing him again,
and che lovely afternoon Mrs. Santelle
showed her into the dainty invalid cham
Der, little thinking the accomplishment
of an unwritten romance had come, little
thinking
Well, Raymond reached out his hand
and the girl took it, with strange shy
ness very unusual in her ordinary manner
IL am glad TO see you looking better,
Mr.. Sdnte!le."
"lda i! Miss Veldt! Is it possible? Oh
can it be true? Miss Veldt, do you know
in my delirium constantly thought you
were with me-? And you were-you
we're ~
She smiled, then frOwned demurely,
with her fingers on his wrist.
IL cannot permit you to become ex-
cited, Mr.. Santelle. Yes, /, Ida Veldt,
who abbreviated my name on the inn
pulse of moment, when saw who my
patient was, because L"
HIS face was flushing up with perfect
Joy.
because what, Miss Veldt?"
She blushed like wild rose.
There was pleading look in her eyes
as she looked into his. He closed both of
his hands over one of hers.
sand /, as your lover forbid you to re-
refuse to answer any question [ ask Ida
Ida, was it because you loved me? Tell
me it was, my darling 2"
And we presume she did, since never
were patient and physician Oh such afec-
tionately intimate terms as were Miss
Ve,dt and Raymond Santelle after that,
in the halcyon days when they two ageed
that upon the story OF their lives had
been written, from time immemOrial, the
word 'sKismet."
MIRACLES