Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1881-12-08
TZI MEsZEEEOE.

What is that faded branch "
you ask. A sprig Of mistletoe. 1t
is the token of our love.
sHow sentimental = you exciaim.
No; it is cuiled from the bough
under which [ kissed her. Ours
was not match of the common
kind if was not inaugnrated with
blind mans buff and kiss in the
ring. The mistletoe HING in the
castle hall2' No, my friend, you
are quite wrong. There We're no
merry guests going hither and
thuther under that treasured sprig
of the mysterious parasite. Tell
you the storyl [ will. 1t hap
pencd in this wise:
[ was the house surgeon OF the
Sevenshire hospital. One autumn
day patient was brought into the
accident ward. He was gentle
man. No one i'll the town knew
him. He was travelling through
the country. In the high street OF
the city he had been thrown from
his horse. When he was picked
up he said:
"Take me to the hospital T; l am
gentleman and will pay for at
tention; but l prefer the hospital. >
SO they brought him to us. He
was very seriously hurt, internally.
George Gregory Newbo!d was his
name.
81 don't live anywhere in partlc-
ular,' he said, week after he was
brought in. 81 am a traveller ;
have been in nearly every nation
of the world. | can refer you to
the bank of England. | have prop
erty in Herfordshire. / am very
CONT Portable here, and grateful fol
the kindness you have shown nc.
/ He was handsome man, with =
tender, sympathetic gray eye and 3
soft, musical voice. There was
something about him that excitec
interest at once. 1t was an honest
open, candid face, with lines Of care
and tronble about the eyes.
Eyes, you are right, doctor" he
said TO me one November day
when he appeared to have rallied
very considerably. 81 haye had 6
great deal of trouble ; not the SORT
of trouble which usually knocks {
man up-not money anxiety, moth
ing of the worlds worry, in truth
Yet / have suffered tortures almost
beyond endurance"
"Can | be Of any service to vol
| Mr.. Newbold, beyond the poor
professional services which it hal
been your misfortune to require
| here ?'
"No, thank you, | think not.
often think I shall never recover
If | could see my sister again
could be happy that is, as happ,
az man can die. when death sepa-
rates hin from the only bein:
whom he loves, and whose protect
ing hand she may need. l vii
tell you the etory, doctor, vou ar
a good man L know that by yon
face, ard by your great kindness t
me, a stranger"
Il trust 1 should be none the les
attentive to any patient" I saio
"although | confess you have inter
ested me much."
you are very good SAID Nj
Newbold 'heaven will reward yot
When | was all infant my fathe
died, and left myself and sister +
the care of our mother. 1t is onl
doing the memory of my moths
ordinary justice to say that she W:
as good as she was beautiful Sh
: died ten years ago. For five yea
we lived i'll the old house. my slst,
and myself. We had no cares, I
troubles life with US was cor
4 tinued summer; to make each OF
er happy was our only anxiety.
had occurred to me more than on
Il many times, indeed-that Lu'
" might marry and leave me.
e e should have regretted this for m,
self, but not if it securel and pc
Is petnated Lucy's happiness. o
day-it only shows how blind ,
. men are-Lucy told me she was
love-