Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1879-04-12

and resolute.
"We'n see! fancy day or two of
solitary confinement will bring you TO
your senses. An when your fine lover
comes, I'll show him the door, and
that's all the answer he'll get. Now
III leave You to your own reflections.
Mrs Dane let herself out, locked the
door on the outside, and went down.
stairs, leaving poor Mollie completely
taken by surprise. But what could she
do? She could not jump from the
third-story window, nor struggle with
her mother for the door-key. Her case
appeared hopeless, for she had not even
any chance of communicating with her
lover, Mrs. Dane allowing no one to
come upstairs but herself.
BY the end of the second day, Mollie
had cried and fretted herself into such
fever, that Mrs. Dane felt herself OBJ
liged TO send for DR.. Paul Reeves. DR..
Paul came, looked very grave, pre-
scribed some medicine, and told Mrs.
Dane he thought it best to look in again
before bedtime. And he made out,
when he shook hands with his cousin,
to leave tiny paper in her soft hand.
The instant the key was turned again
upon Mollie, she unfolded the scrap OF
paper and read
DEAR MOLIIE: Charley and myself agree
| in thinking that desperate cases require des-
perate remedies. If you are willing to fol-
low our lead, give me hint when return
/ tonight. Il.
Mollie had no writing materials. So
she tore a bit from a blank leaf of a
book, and scratched few words deeply
upon it with hair-pin. This she man.
aged to give to Paul when he made his
second call.
DR.. Paul was still very grave. He
told Mrs. Dane that he was afraid Mol
lie would have tough siege Of it, un-
less he could help her at once (ard that
was the truth, tooD, and promised to
come again early next morning.
Mollie took her cue from him, and
pretended to be much sicker than she
really was. So when DIR. Paul came in
the morning, he found her in bed il her
own room on the second floor.
Mrs. Dane, much alarmed, had ven
tured to remove her there, thinking she
would certainly make no attempt to see
Charley Abbott while she was sick.
This time Paul brought Mollie another
note, and it read thus:
When come tonight, Charley will be in
my carriage at the door. i will get Aunt
Jane out Of the room, and you must fly down
and make your escape quickly. Courage,
now! and be all ready. P.
Molly was very sick all the morning.
In the afternoon she thought it prudent
to grow better, and when Mrs. Dane
brought up cup of tea at supper
time, she found Mollie dressed, wrap
ped in a big shawl, and sitting in an
easy chair.
'Why, Mollie, what made you get
up?" she asked.
"Oh, mother" says Mollie, "you
knowI never could bear to lie in bed.
Let me sit up awhile, sl1 1 shall rest
better tonight"
Mrs. Dane did not object, but she
mentally resolved that she should go
back to the third story in the morning.
DR.. Paul came soon, pronounced her
better, sounded her lungs, and said he
still thought she had better have mus
tard applied to her chest. If Aant Jane
would prepare the poultice herself, to
make sure it was just right, they would
apply it at once.
Aunt Jane, not supposing there was
any danger in leaving the patient few
moments in the Doctors care, walked
right into the trap, and went down to
prepare the mustard.
The moment she was down stairs, the
sick girl sprang up, crying excitedly:
Now, Paul, whatP"
Throw your shawl over you head
don't stop for hat---and run down to
Charley. I've left the front door open
on purpose. Fly, now, and make no
noise. I'm going to run down and tell
aunt, on second thought, have decided
to let the mustard wait till morning.