The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1879-03-26


let them.
"Fearmer Joyce's, sur"
| Farmer Joyce's! Thank Heaven The
next house to the rectory, bat not near
enough to endanger it ~
Mats suspense gave place to thrill of
almost pleasureable excitement; it was his
''mad young blood ass srting ITSELF Dash
ing through gateway, he almost ran over
girl, bare-headed, wringing hsr hands In i'm
potent anxiety. 1t was Miss Bellue.
go back at once" commanded Mat, curt
ly. Put on a hat and the thickest shawl
| you have"
The panic-stricken girl obeyed. Not till
afterwards did it occur to her he had no
right to issue such instructions.
When she returned it was to find Matthew
! Curtis. ESQ.,, NJ, D., in the center of burn
ing pigstye, pitching out squeaking, half
roasted porkers.
"Jusr my luck" he grumbled, examining
his scorched fingers. IF they had been
babies, now. 1 might have gained some
credit at the same risk"
| 1.-THE stable is a-fire, sur."
WHAT shouted Mat He did not wait
for the Information to be repeated. An ar
| dent lover of horsehesh, 1t was an appeal to
his sympathIes that sent him around inter
vening out buildings in state of breathless
suspense.
| 1t was true The stable was on fire; the
horses were screaming with terror; two or
three rustics were making excited aud fruit
less attempts to drag them out-attempts the
poor animals resisted with all their might
A little crowd of men looked on idly and
despairlngly.
Jim. run into the barn and get three or
four empty sacks and rope. Quickn'
s'Yes, SUR
By drawing a sack over each animals head
and neck, thus blindiolding it; by passing a
rope round the forelegs and setting strong
arms to haul, and by little organization of
brave but until then ill-applied efforts a
rescue was effected. All the horses were
saved except one poor brute smothered by
| the smoke.
Farmer Joyce came up with grimy hand
| extended in honest gratitude:
Thank you kindly, sir. l don't mind for
the ricks and the buildings-they are all
insured; but it went to my heart to hear
| them poor brutes scream"
! Mat gave his left hand-the right hand
was bound up with handkerchief The old
rector Joined them, Miss Bellue leaning on
| mis- arm
! 1.-The danger is over now, Joyce, l think
| Mat come across Wild me-"
| Ma glanced at the averted face of the
| young lady, and misconstrued it. Sue was,
| in truth, ashamed to meet his eye. The con
! trast bet tween his GOODNESS and courage and
| her physical cowardice humbled her. She
had come down from that pedestal of pro-
priety from which she had presumed to
| Judge him so harshly, but he did not suspect
/ 1t.
81 have burnt my hand and arm slightly
! lust nv luck" said Mat 81 must go HON 2
| at once to dress them
He took off his hat as he spoke, awkwardly
| enough with the left hand, and turned away.
"He is a fine fellow, Agnes, that lover of
yours said the rector; but his manner is
rather abrupt to night. What ails him?"
Never mind, papa-lever mind"
There was kind of wall in Miss Bellus's
voice.
"a lovers quarrel" thought the rector,
| sagely "rhen my attitude must be one OF
dIgnified neutrallty-my policy n-inter-
vention;" and he laughed quietly to himself
at the conceit.
Mat was dressing his burns in the surgery
when the outer door opened, and his father
| entered.
Halo, dad. Who called you up? 1t was
my turn. tonight"
1t should be explained that ''young Ma,
Curtis and 'the old doctor" were partners.
The old doctor" made no reply. He sal
down in a low chair, and began to fan him
self with a broad straw hat. Mat looking
up in surprise, saw that he was CHASTITY pale
that his eyes had look of horror in them
that his whole appearance was of a man who
had sustained a terrible fright.
Mat touched his arm gently.
''What is it, father"
Doctor Curtis lips moved twice before any
sound issned; then he uttered but one word
"Cholerar'
Upon Mats faca there came a faint re fl &C
ton of his fathers fear. Toe scourge hac
been raging with frightful violence in dis
tant parts of England. They had talked O
it often, dreading its approach, trusting i
might pass by this pure, healthy village.
No; the next day three cases were reported
and one death. Toe rival practitioner, Mr.
Bennett, man of good private means, fec
with his wife and family. Mat and the OLE
doctor were worked almost to death. NJ
need of bar-parlor discussions, or approach
ing steeple chases, or poaching ARRAYS nov
to quiet the mad young blood.
Mat went from house to house with grav
face, and cheerful. kindly, hopeful wor'
for every poor terrified wretch, who shud
dered at his own fears.
Then his father was stricken, 1.-The old doc
tor"
/ Poor 'old doctorl' When the evil he ha
dreaded really came to MIN, seized upol
him, he grew brave and strong.
Nonsense, lad!' he said, when Mat triet
{ to speak encouraging words from a sinkin
| heart 81 have no stamina; I could not ez
pect to live much longer in the ordinar
course of nature. Don't blink the truth, boy
r L shall be glad to die in harness.
, Miss Bellue watched the funeral process
/, sion from that same upper window she has
once before put to q similar use
Very contrite was Miss Bellue in the;
| DAVIS A horrible dread had taken posses
SION of her with the frat report of choleI
in the village. She fought against it; sh
f hated herself for it; she tried to drag herse
i to the beds of the sick poor; but tremblin
limbs refused to carry her. 1t was constitr
tional physical cowardice; aud every GOSSIP
{ ping tale of Mats calm heroism increased hs
J. self abasement and her love and admlratio
!. for the unconscious gentleman.
q His fathers death gave him double worl
|. but he did not spare himself. He snatche
a food, rest, sleep when and how he could, III
i. til the epidemic died out almost; then as II
y last case was in fair way OF recovery,
"a sickened.
my luck has changed" said Mat with
e smile. Il can be spared now the work
a. done"
i Miss Beline heard the news the same hou
A housemaid to whom she had done som
, little kindness ran off to the rectory to tie
!. her. Miss Bellue gave an order or two ar