The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-10-05
"When'll he be IN ?"

1oA hhoTS was LIlC llStlCSS reply
Bob wasted no more time in useless in
quiry, but set of after some other doctor. -
"lf it's really matter of life and
death. thought sensible Bob, it don't make
any difference what doctor they have"
So it happened that young DR.. Aymer,
who had just returned home from visiting
a patient, found himself, confronted by
small redheaded boy. i 13
Please to come directly sir, to No. 10,
Dukes Court" cried our Master Bob. cx-
aggerating somewhat On his literal orders.
''lts case of life and DEATH"
Mrs. Wintringham had sent Josephine
Moore away, III order that she might be
effcctually ut of DR.. Aymers path; but
Fate and Mrs. Wintringham were m,,rshel
led on opposite sides this time, and that
rising young physician walked into Josie's
slckroom quite unconscious whom he was
to behold.
George Aymer started little when he
looked into the dark brown eyes; but Josie
smiled up in bis face.
ut wasn't my fault, "she said, innocent
ly- II never dreamed of offending MIS-
Wintringham, but 1t was wrong, very
wrong OF her to turn me out of doors."
s'You see she is delrious," exclaimed
Aunt Mary.
"Yes'' said DR.. .Aymcr in faltering
voice; 81 see."
So while Miss Octavia Wintringham
lounged in the handsome dra wing room,
dressed in silk attire, watching the gilded
hands Of the clock, and wondering why
the expected did not come, DR.. Aymer
was sitting by Josephine Moores bedside,
counting the rapid pulsing of her slender
wrist, and thinking that he had never seen
anything 80 beautiful as her pures oval
face and lovely hazel eyes.
$50 you think am really cured, doc
tor2" said the fair convalcscent.
Josephine was sitting up in Aunt Mary's
easiest chair, dressed in loose wrapper.
with her brown hair netted back from
her face.
EYES," said the handsome young physi-
clan, ''as we say of cur hospital cases, l
think may mark you down as discharged
cured do not think it is necessary for
me to pay any more visits here, unless
Josephine blushcd deeply.
81 am afraid, DOCTOR" she faltercd,
glancing at Aunt Mary, who looked equal
ly distressed. ''that THAT we shall not
he able to-to-hand you your fees just
yet-'
II was not thinking of my fees" obscr-
we'd DIR. Aymer..
'But s0e must think of it," said Jo-
sephinc.
''And you won't let he come any more
as doctor7"
Josephine looked panied.
''lf our mc0ns-" she bepan
"What nonsense!" laughlngly INTERRUPT
ted the doctor. 'I see shall have to be
more explicit. May come, then, as your
suitor2 as your future husband? Will that
do, Jcsie2"
The soft pink flushes chased away the
paleness of the young girls checks.
CDR Aymer!"
''Yes, Miss Josephine Moorc!"
'Do you reall--'
81 do really love you'll" exclaimed the
young doctor, fervently.
''But Miss Octavia Wintringhan,-what
will she say2"
''What has Miss Octavia Wintringham
to do with it, should like to know9 She
Is nothing to me; nor was she ever any
thing moro than the mcrest acquaintance !"
''rhcn," SAID Josie, speaking very low,
"if that be the case, you mag come again
But, as for your fees-''
"As for my fees," interposed the doctor,
gai(y, 81 will send the account in to your
husband after you are married."
But as no entry of the transaction was
ever made on the doctors books, we may
presume that this was one of his bad
debts |"
And Mrs. Wintringham never called on
Mrs. Aymcr.