Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1881-11-03

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osophy OF her more experienced sisters,
resented Ships impertinence, and, LASH
ing her tail and elevating her hind
qusrters with the angular clumsiness
peculiar to COW, charged Snip and pur-
sued him. Ships heart misgave him.
He fled to his young friends, who, seeing
the lashed tail and furious onslaught of
the heifer-who was speedily reinforced
by the whole dairy. their straight backs
rising and falling like SO many levers In
complicated machine, and their tails
I appearing every second above their
heads-were seized with panic and
fled with wild shrieks. Their instruct
ress pursued them, vainly trying to get
them to turn and face the herd; and at
last, tinding that the animals came thun-
dering on, and would soon trample and
perhaps gore the children, seized Mon
ty's stick, and with that and her um-
brella turned to resist the. charge alone.
She threw her spectacles and stick at
the foremost COWS, and then rapidly
opened and shut the umbrella in the
creatures faces. But alasi the main
body still thundered on, and in min
ute Miss BOrrowdale was down, and the
charge upon her. At that moment there
was the lusty shout of a male voice, and
two quick following reports from dou-
ble-barrelled gun fired in the air, then a
man in gaiters and shooting-coat leapt
the stile, and rushed toward the now re-
treating cows, who scattered themselves
in all directions at the sound of the gun.
Miss Borrowdale rose before the
sportsman reached her, first kneeling,
and then standing, a little TREMENDOUSLY.
'Thank you for your Shots she said,
seeing the sportsman, and Observing that
the children were safe (though crying
bitterly on the other side of the stile.
1t is not agreeable to be trampled upon.
though COWS are better than
Are you not hurty Are you quite
sure?' he asked anxiously.
Thanks, not at all. Only a little
bruised. A heof touched my ann Only
and my dress
The sportsman sank on one knee to
pick up the severe bonnet, which was
now an amorphous thing, and looked up
in undisgulsed admiration at the tall
beautiful figure above him. Her blue
eyes sparkled in undimmed beauty, the
nOstrils of the delicate arched nose Quiv-
cred like those of thoroughbred when
the hounds give tongue, a flush of vic
tory was on her cheeks, her gold hair
had descended in two heavy braids, and
wa5 all ruffied by the breeze. He thought
her the most lovely being he had ever
seer-a heroine, q princess, an imper-
sonation of victory, and surrendered his
heart to her on the spot. The long firing
es of the lady's beautiful eyes dropped
before his impassioned gaze, and the
consciousness of tenderer victory suf-
fused her cheek.
Thanks to the prattle Of the children,
he soon knew her name, address and
condition, and left her at the gates of
the Grove, full of enthusiasm, and wild
ly devising plans for improving the ac-
quaintance. After sitting in enraptured
meditation for half an hour on the top
of five-barred gate, a thought struck
him. He took up his gun, jumped into
the road, which ran by common, and
struck straight across the latter, till he
reached a villa on the other side just at
the end of the street. A side door bore
the inscription, Surgery on the outside
gate was the legend on BRASS James
Athole, M. d.
AN old friendp he replied, in answer
to the mans inquiry for his name, when
he had been admitted.
What, Dorsay? Sir Msrmadukep
cried DIR. Athole, rising at the sight of
his visitor.
They had been at public school to-
gether, and were contemporaries. Sir
Marmaduke had taken some shooting
near Rawleigh, and the evening before
DR.. Athole had dined with him at the
village inn where he was lodging 1t
was now only the Sd of September
In your description of Rawleigh last
night. Athole, you amused me with a
sketch of some queer people living at
the Grove began Sir Marmaduke. a.
L did. The Bobbinet-Tompkinses,
some of my best patients. Somebody al
ways ill there
so you told me, my dear fellow. Is
anybody ill now?'
well, not ill, but on my books. They
fancy the little boy is ailing-only son
and heir-so 1 look him up from time to
time, satisfy them with little bitter
water by way of tonic, and occasion
ally venture to hint at poorer diet.
That's ALL
THE very thingr cried Sir Marmaduke
in ecstacy.
DR.. Athole looked at him with sur
prise, and had great mind to feel his
pulse. Had Sir Marmaduke got a sun
stroke that warm September afternoon
The little boy has governess,' con-
tinued Sir Marmaduke, and DR.. Athole
smiled.
'Ineed not feel his pulse he thought.
Dorsay is suffefing from pretty gov
erness. Symptoms: incoherence, fever,
delusions. Treatment: two parts ridi-
cule to one of remonstrance; fill up with
indifference
Little boys of that age usually have
governesses, Sir Marmaduke,' he replied
aloud.
Not such governesses as this re-
| turned Sir Marmaduke, whose malady
had reached so divine an elevation that
he was impervious to ridicule.
Then to the amazement of DR.. Athole,
who was himself young, handsome, and
| in that fancy-free condition when things
concerning the tender passion have lost
nothing of their original bloom, the
sportsman discovered to him the wound
he had received in that days chase,
when the blind archer-turning the ia
bles-had made game of him, and trans
fixed the fiuttering thing beneath his
waistcoat with such fatal effect.
so you wish to be introduced to this
young lady?' said the physician, with a
thoughtful air of pondering the gravity
of symptoms. who is she, and what?
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