Daily Republican., 1879-09-19
Viola now spoke, rather smbarrass.

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~ am so sorry 1t happened, sir" 81
began and just then James enter I
the room, saying:
cdr. Fitch is here.'
| Dr.. Fitch was 3 young man (nt
older perhaps, than the sufferer himself,
who had recently completed . course
European travel, and had settled as
practitioner in al adjacent town. Mrt
Aarksley. viols's great aunt, had take
him up not long ago, and declared tina
he had done her rheumatism more goo
In week than old DR.. Cobweb ha
done it in five years.
DR.. Fitch took the patients hand Il
a very kindly way, and after holdin
1t for few moments, politely requeste'
the ladies to retire, being evidently de
sirous OF closely examining the injure,
limb.
| Viola and her ex-governess waitet
with no little anxiety for the decision
1t came in about ten minutes. Their,
was severe confusion of the bone will
name unpronounceabls, which woult
prevent Mr.. Delmayne (such was tn,
gentleman's name) from walking at al
for at least fortnight. After the doc
tor had gone, Viola sat down by Mr.
Delmayne.
~ hope you'll make yourself quite a
home here" she began. "You've go
to be here a week, you know"
"Thanks," he said, with what Viols
thought very sweet smile.
And then he told her that he had nc
friends nor relations in this part of the
country, but was making a horseback
journey from La distance of many
miles of) into New York, being pas.
sionat-ly fond of horseback riding.
And then Viola told him great deal
about herself-a great deal more than
he told her on q similar topic, and q
great deal more than there was any
necessity for telling.
James and John carried him upstairs
that evening, and he groaned consider.
ably while they were doing so. Poor
Viola found herself crying great tears
while she listened to this unstoic pro.
oeeding on Mr.. Delmayne's part, and
Miss Butterfly stood near her pupil,
the picture Of plump distress.
On the following morning the ladies
sent word by James (who acted aa
their guests valet at presently that they
would be delighted to see him as soon
as he was ready to receive their visit.
Delmsyne was presently quite pre-
pared for them, and the ladies entered
his apartment.
''Viola and l are sorry that we must
leave yon alone to-day" Miss Butter.
BY announced; "but the fact is to-day
takes place our grand church fair over
in D, and we've each got a table,
you know"
"Why, Of course-I understand, per.
fectly," said Mr.. Delmsyns, as Miss
Butterfly paused a moment. But he
spoke with a certain mournful polite
ness that was by no means lost upon
Viola.
When they got to the fair that morn
ing, after quite long drive in the hot
July sunf Viola decisively expressed
to Miss Butterfly the sentiment that she
wished she hadn't come.
''Just think of that poor sufferer
home there all alone !" she added, with
much pathos of tone. ''l've a good
mind"
But she did not finish the sentence.
Miss Butterfly, however, mentally fin
ished it for her, and about an hour af-
terward she whispered to Viola:
"Cornelia Briggs is dying to take
this table of yours. Why don't you let
her, and"
"And WHAT" asked Viola, looking
very meaningly at the speaker.
$50 home to the poor sufferer" fin,
ished the sympathetic Butterfly. "He
will be so pleasantly surprised you
don't think it's proper to sit alone by
.he poor fellow, why, you can persuade
your aunt to leave her bedroom, which
she 80 rarely leaves, and keep you COM
oany. As for me, can go home in the
Briggs wagon"
OF course Viola accepted this propo-
Iition and surrendered her table to tn 9
Cornelia Briggs. The ride
)ack to the homestead was several de-
,rees hotter than the ride therefrom had
,een. But Viola didn't mind the heat
much, though she had complained con-
iderably whilst being driven to D..
SO materially alter cases
ometimes.
On reaching the homestead, she
ound its lower hall quite as quiet as |
he had anticipated. Something caused
Ter to enter the large, seldom-used par
Or, before going up stairs to the "poor
ufferer." Or, rather, it would be best
0 say that something caused her to
ave such desire only, for when she
cached the threshold Viola paused.
The door was partially ajar, and the
arlor had two inmates, neither of
'hom had observed her soft approach,
Though any moment might reveal to
hem her presence.
Viola lifted her hand to her eyes,
nd, for a brief space, actually rubbed
lem, to persuade herself that she was
OF dreaming.
Right in front Of tho mantel, with
Is hands underneath his coat-tails,
nd his legs we'll stretched apart, and q
GIFTED cigar in his mouth, stood by
r. Delmayne.
The "poor sufferer" had been sud-
,nly and miraculously freed from his
rments. Viola felt as If pure aston
hment was gradually ossifying her
hile she stood and watched him.
James," he now remarked to the
her occupant of the room, who was
anding near, and who had again and
ain been enjoined by Viola and Miss
,tterby ''Rever to lose sight" Of the
valid during their absenoe-"James,
? man, think I'll 60 up stairs. It's t.
It of-of dangerous down here, don't ~ n,
u know? Any of the servants might b,
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