The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-06-08

denied.
"Nothing of the kind, SIR he said,
She never takes drop, sir she's an hon.
est young woman, but hasn't been
well of late"
Peter felt an inclination to reach out
his arm and knock the slandercr to the
floor; but at that moment somebody else
fell on the floor, and Peter was soon
leaning over her, lcosening her bonnet
strings, bathing her forehead with water,
and tanning her with a newspaper he
had pulled from his pocket.
As there seem to be considerable diff
Guilty in restoring her to consciousness,
the now penitent slanderer ran off for
doctor, and when the doctor ordered her
to be taken home at once and put to bed
or he would not answer for the conse-
quences, he ran off, at Peters suggestion,
for carriage. The carriage being ready,
but the young girl still unconscious. no.
body knowing where she lived, and Pc
| ter unwilling to leave her, this expiator
ran off to the store where Patty was en-
ployed, and tried to find out her name
and address. Every one knew she was
Patty Burr, and a dear, kind, good,
obliging girl, and that she lived some
where in Blank street, Just at what num-
Der they couldn't tell. There were a
good many houses and people in Blank
the young man went back from his abor-
tive errand to the bakery, where they
awaited him in great Impotence.
She'll have to be taken to the hos
pital, said the doctor.
But Peter said Ono" and lifting her
into the carriage, he gave the driver his
address; then he wrote it upon a plain
card for the doctor and for the young
man who had at first first been so obnox-
ious to him.
"My name is Shangles," said this
young man. eff | can be of any SER
vice, please let me know. FL look
through Blank street again"
otis hardly necessary" said Peter,
for it was plain to be seen this poor
young creature was upon the verge of
some dangerous fever, and not in con-
dition to be hustled about from one
place to another. Peter knew he could
count upon the motherly heart of his
landlady, who was country woman of
his own, and in whose house he had
lodged since he had been in America,
and anyway Peters heart was set upon
the poor young woman's welfare and
comfort. He was always in earnest in
anything he undertook, and Peter was
never so much in earnest in his life as in
this sudden interest in the fate of poor
Patty Burr.
The landlady's heart melted to her at
once.
cpl do what | can for you, Mr.. Rob-
inson," said good Mrs. M'Glosky; but
let us hope it's not an infectious fever
that IL drive all the folks from the house."
The better to insure quiet aud place
apart, they put Patty into one of the
garret-rooms; but it was as comfortable
in its way as any in the house, and had
cosy home look, with lbs dimity cur
tains and patchwork quilt, and picture
/ of Prince Charlie on one of the slanting
walls.
The doctor declared the fever free
from infection, but none the less danger
Gus on that account, so that the boarders
could give full vent to their pity and
concern without qualm for their own
safety. Mrs M'Glosky was master
hand at beef tea, broths and gruels of
various kinds, and had magical knack
in shaking up pillows, and was the more
! liberal with her time and toll as these
were her sale expenditure in Patty's be-
half. The hard cash came from Peter s
pocket SO readily and plentifully that
when Patty was getting better, and Mrs
M'Glosky found heart to smils, her
comedy face took many wrinkle of
merriment, and she shook her head over
this sudden reeklessness OF generosity
upon the part of the heretofore canny
and prudent Scot.
| In truth, Patty's sickness made big
/ hole in Peters hoard; but he found one
| treasure increase as another depleted,
and never having known the nature of
| true happiness, he held it now far above
gold, the charm of novelty being added
to all other ecstacy. Upon one day his
| head was in the clouds, and it seemed to
him that he was walking upon air. He
could scarcely keep the tears from we'll
ing up into his eyes, like those of the
foolish child he had left yonder, sitting
up for the first time in stuffed chair of
Mrs. McGlosky's. They had said she was
all dressed now, and he could go up
and see her; and he went up the stairs,
his heart getting higher into his throat
at every step, until at last, when he
reached her open door, and she held out
/ her thin little hands, and faltered out
some words that were quite inaudible,
the speech he had counted upon forsook
| him; his heart chOked it, and he could
only stand there and look at her, and
then go forward and kneel by her side,
and hold her two little hands close in his
/ own.
ooh, my best benefactor," faltered
Patty" my savior!"
Gut! tut!" said Peter. And then
he could get no further.
For months he had S cen her pretty
head only upon the pillow, with its shorn
silken locks all tangled about her fever
ed face, and the folks about the house
had said she'd never live to see the
spring, and here she was up and dressed
and out of danger before the first tender
buds had fully sprouted on the sumac
tree at the window. How he thanked
God for the sweetness of her voice, as
she went to tell him all about it, The
| quality and quantity of voice were
more to Peter than to most folks, he hav-
ing been cursed or blessed, as the case
might be, with a hankering after music
/ from his infancy, and seldom had he
heard upon the musical stage (his enc
extravaganza so sweet a cadence she
! told him of her home in dear old Surrey
where she had been reared by her moth
er's sister, who kept long low red-roof.
ed hosiery there, and how the days went
by as like one another as two peas in a
pod, until fine lady came travelling by
and took notion that Patty would make
! q nice cnmnaninn for her and tenn nted