The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-01-08


ley had left her fathers sick room--Dr.
Lindsey, whose gentle patience and
uniform kindness filled her heart with
the deepest gratitude. He looked in as
he passed the open sitting room door.
Your father seems brighter this
morning, Miss Perrian," said he.
Mays brown eyes sparkled
8" 1 am so glad" said she. And /
hope, doctor, in few days to be able to
pay you at least a portion Of"
90, there's no hurry about that, in
terrupted the doctor. "Time enough
time enough"
And the next instant, May Perrian
could hear his carriage wheels rattling
down the street. With a sigh, she went
to the cupboard where she had placed
the half-trimmed hat. But as she did SO
pallor overspread her face.
Litter Miriam, the eight-year- girl,
had chanced to find her younger sisters
playing with the bottle of cod liver oil
which DIR. Lindsey had prescribed for
Mr.. Perrian, and, to insure its safety she
had climbed into a chair, and put it in
the safest place she could find, quite un-
conscious that the bottle had been crack
ed by the children's play and was oozing
its liquid contents all over the shelf
where, alas May had deposited the
French Grape and sunset-colored ribbon.
May stood second or two looking at it
through a mist of tears, while her heart
throbbed so that she could scarcely draw
her breath.
What shall L do 2' she asked her
SELF "I will go to Miss Maplace at once
and tell her the whole story. 1 will
throw myself on her kindness and chart
ty. The price of hat like this is an in
surmountable sum to me; to her it can
be but mere bagatelle. Surely she never
can be cold and cruel to sister woman"
Miss Endora Laplace was in her pref
ty drawing-room, when the page, with
much social discretion, announced "a
young person to see her."
And May Perrian followed his intro
duction, and almost instantaneously
stood in the young beauty's presence.
" Miss Laplace," said she, " 1 have
been trimming hat for you at Madame
Denise's order. Unfortunately, it is
ruined"
And she told the simple story. A
dark frown gathered between Eudora's
brows.
And what do you expect me to do
about it ?' she said. "Of course, you
must pay for the materials you have
spoiled"
"Im very, very poor" said May
Perrian, with a quivering lip. "My
father is ill, and"
"Oh yes, of course" peevishly inter-
rupted Miss Laplace. "You need not
go on. l know the whole stereotyped
story by heart. DO you suppose 1 can
afford to buy costly materials to be
ruined by every milliner's girl who
chooses to be careless about them You
will pay for them of course"
" Miss Laplace-"
" No more alterations, if you please -
said the arrogant beauty, tapping her
foot sternly on the carpet. "You will
pay for them. That settlesit. 1 do not
intend to be imposed upon by"
"Miss Laplace."
1t was deeper, more serious voice
that interrupted her this time-the voice
of DR.. Lindsey" who parted the dra.
peries that divided the boudoir from the
sleeping-room beyond.
Z" Your voice is raised to pitch that
seriously interferes with the nerves OF
your sick sister"
Eudora Laplace colored, and shranb
away with burning cheeks. OF all liv
ing beings, she cared most for the opin
ion of Dr. Launcelot Lindsey and haC
listening to her, she would have mod
Grated her accents to quite a different
key. He advanced quietly into thu
room, taking out his pocket book as HI
did so.
viii you allow me to settle the
amount in which Miss Perrian is in
debted to you Y' asked he 6 Her fathel
is particular friend of mine, and"
90, doctor, it's not of the least conse
quence," said Eudora, in sugared tones
"Then why didn't you say SO to Mis-
PerrianYn brusquely demanded th'
physician. Niitfa
It's all right, I'm sure, Miss Perrian
If that's your name" said Eudora.