Connecticut western news., 1880-10-27

MduSlo lOOk0u up LuIO I1o AoFO) Oe'A nest face that bent over her, and burst into tears. cit isn't any of those things, Phil," she sobbed. ':.I'm sure you're handsome enough" c'just like Lara," she added, mentally, ''and rich enough, and-oh, Phil, if you could only do something something great, l mean. I do so want my husband to be hero P
 "Ah, is that it? Madgie, dear," after long silence, ''don't you think g man may be hero without doing anything very great-without his name being fa miliar in mems mouths, his fame bla- zoned abroad by newspapers? Must he seek the bubble reputation even at the cannon's mouth ?"
 q love hero, Phil ?-a great, brave, famous man I should like the whole world to know and respect my husband. Can't you do something - anything, Phil ?'
 "Can't you love me just as I am, Madgie? I don't want my wife to be heroine, only sweet, and true, and Iowa. ble, just as you are, Madgie, dear. I was not 'born great, and it is not given to every man to achieve greatness My duty seems to lie straight before me here in this quiet little village, and try to do it. Does that count for nothing, Madgie ?"
 ''Yes, yes, know. But, Phil, I can not marry mere country doctor whom no one ever heard of. If you really love me, prove it. Do some brave, mo- ble deed-even try to do something. You know how immeasurably -'high failure oversteps the bounds Of low success"
 ''You do not love me, Madgie. For give me for having troubled you. Good bye."
 s'Phil, you know I do care about you "a little; but I love honor more."
 Doctor Bentick smiled sadly at the girls silly fancies.
 "It all comes of living so much alone, and reading nonsensical fancies," he unused. "Madgie's heart is all right, but her head is sadly wrong, poor child She'll be wiser one day, perhaps"
 But as the months passed by Madgie showed no signs of improvement; in. deed, she became if possible more con- firmed in her ''heroic" ideas, avoiding all society, and feeding her fancies with all sorts of poetic visions. The Doctor no longer visited Woodlands in the old familiar, friendly way, for he felt that Madgie avoided him, and, when that was impossible, treated him with con- strained civility.
 '1'n go away for @ time," he said one evening, the last of his guardianship, for Madgie would be of age on the morrow.
 'I'll volunteer for a few months active
 service onDthe Gold Coast. During my
 absence she may meet with her ideal
 'hero,' or forget me-poor Madgie'
 The next day he went up to Wood
 lands to congratulate his ward on reach ing her majority and have final inter, } view with her lawyer, and mentioned
 incidentally his intention of going abroad ] for few months. .t ...Er ''Going abroad, Phil p Madgie cried the color rushing to her pale cheeks
 "When? where? why ?"
 "I have not been feeling very bright
 lately, and I fancy change may do me l good. An old college chum of mine ) surgeon on the Aphrodite, has just mar 7 ried, and we're trying if it can be man r aged for us to exchange for @ few , months. His ship is ordered to tht Gold Coast, and he can't possibly hay,
 his wife either precede, follow, or ac company him there. He'd enjoy few 7 quiet months here in Broadbay, and f shouldn't mind having peep at Kim Koffee."
 "And when are you going, Phil?" 8 eff it can be arranged, in about r fortnight. Clemens thinks there vii : be no difficulty, as he has some friend
 high up in the Admiralty, and he ha e married the daughter of the captain o - the Aphrodite. I have no doubt it cal s be managed; and if not, I'll take g cruise to Ashantee on my own hook. d fancy want holiday"
 y "I hope you will enjoy it very much s doctor," Madgie said, her ardor consid > erably damped by his cool, careless wa 't of speaking. Evidently he was not gc d ing to make 8. hero or martyr ( if himself on her account; and yet i y her secret heart she was delighted r. An adventure was the only thing Ph l.. required to make him perfect in he o eyes; and an adventure, even if it wei tt only a touch of yellow fever, coul e scarcely fail to befall him on the Col Le Coast.
 G. "Good-bye, Madgie. I thought d few weeks ago, should be taking r. longer journey; but our separation wi or be no less effectual though only fe st miles instead of few thousand sep i- rate us.
 ct "What do you mean, Phil? Aren iii you going on the Aphrodite, after all [; and Madgie glanced despairingly at u tn huge chest and the numerous small pa ,k cels she had packed with such care f. t, Phil's comfort and consolation on u le voyage. "You have not changed vol e. mind at the last moment, have you ?" ve "Yes, have, but not altogether wit ly out reason. You know poor Dave Id try ?" 'st Yes; what has he to do with it ?" st "He's ill-down with smallpox, DO
 fellow He has worked like gia, or night and day this last fortnight at Mi 'w bay, where the smallpox is ragin
 Daventry's wife is down too, and the