The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-09-14


sion of her face changed; ait is the gen.
tleman who saved me in the park, when
that horrid animal -and your arm, sir
was 1t injured on that occasion o, 1
hope notl"
g 1t was broken"
80 good heavens land for me |"
" In such cause should have risked
the arms of Briereus, had 1 possessed
them |" said /, with Enthusiasm.
Permit me to thank you, sir,' said
the baronet, stiffly and grandly. "I
always thought that the gentleman who
had rendered my family service so
important would have done us the
honor to have left his card, at least.''
" But knew not whom had aided,
sir, or where to call"
Most true," said Miss Chalcot; L
left you in such rude haste; but, then,
was so alarmed |"
"And now, Miss Chalcot, permit me
to feel your pulse"
/ put my fingers on the delicate wrist.
Her pulse was going like lightning for
time; then it became Intermittent; then
feeble, as the old listless expression of
inquietude stole over her fine face again,
as her mind, probably by the object of
my visit, reverted to its old train of
thought, whatever 1t was.
Sir Percival regarded us obviously
over the point of his high, thin, aristo-
cratic nose. was evidently too young,
perhaps too good-looking, or had too
great an air of enpressement about me,
to suit his ideas of medical adviser for
his daughter, so he said, coldly and
loftily:
Without disparagement to you, sir,
think should rather have Crammer's
opinion, Dr.-Dr. .Lorimer."
" Morrison" suggested, mildly.
"Ah yesl If he don't come soon to
town, I'll have Clarke or Cooper to see
her."
"Then shall bid you good-morn-
ing" said 1, assuming my hat; but
turning again to the daughter, while he
was ringing the bell for the servant
he of the calves and whiskers-to order
the ''pill-box," said, "I have often
gone to the scene of your accident, at
the same hour, to look for you. Pardon
me saying this but your face so dwelt
in my memory"
CAT the same hour-it was about two
bright smile.
eyes - good evening, DIR. Short"
blundered the baronet.
My name was evidently not worth his
memory.
And drove away, feeling happy in
| the consciousness that had seen her
again, and that, though engaged, as I
had been told, I should see her again
where we first met, for her bright
glance of intelligence told me that.
Her father had shown pretty pointed
ly-with all his punctilio, almost rudely
that he had no further use for my
professional services F.; but felt deeply
smitten by the beauty of the girl.
strove in vain to thrust her image from
my thoughts, and recalled again and
again the CALLING information that she
was the betrothed bride of some beast-I
rated him ga beast''-unknown but
strove in vain; and found myself going
to sleep that night in my den above the
surgery in Bedford Street, with her
laced handkerchief under my pillow,
like lover of romance, with all the
roar of the prosaic Strand in my ears.
Next afternoon-Crammer was duti-
fully at his rich aunt's funeral-saw me
in the park, and occupying the same
seat from whence started to arrest her
runaway horse. Every fair eqatestrienne
saw in the distance made my heart
beat quicker, but how joyous were its
emotions-how high its pulse-when,
exactly at the hour of two, 1 saw her
come trotting along the walk, accom-
panied by the same old groom, and drew
up, with her little gauntletted glove
tight on the bride rein, just before me.
/ came forward, and, after raising my
hat, presented my hand, which felt to
be be trembling.
Somehow, l thought you would be
here" said she, with charming frank
ness, "and how is your army Better
still, trust"
81 shall have the splints off to-mor-
row, Miss Chalcot."
"That is good--I'm so thankful Do
you know that though this is only the
third time we have met, DIR. Morrison,