The Benton weekly record. [volume] (Benton, Mont.) 1880-1885, 1881-12-08

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;, as a child but, after ali, she was nearly
!. and undeniably pretty. But what a foe
+ Mr.. Dulany would be to fling away hi
rich nature aud rare capacities upon
thoughtless elf ike Td1cy, just out of board
ing school.
"Aunt SUSIE" said she suddenly, g
think I should like to join sisterhood o.
go into convent or something Of tina
sort.''
j What? said Aunt Susie ia dismay.
ssI'm tired Of all these senseless balls anC
parties, y said Geralda, bursting into tears
"My love-" said Aunt Susie, you are not
we'll. Your nervous system is all run
down. We1I send for the doctor.''
DR.. Dulany came just exactly like q hui
man machine, as Geralda declared in he1
anger, felt her pulse, asked half dozen
conventional questions, and advised early
hours and tonic.
4 can't bear that mani said Geralda
and she burst out crying.
Poor darling is quite hysterical,' said
Aunt Susie. Never mind-good old DR..
Holden is coming back next month, and he
will understand your constitution
And then Geralda cried more bitterly
| than ever, and Aunt Suzie was hopeIessly
puzzled.
DR.. Dulany was to the hospital next day
just at twilight, and as he came into the
fever ward soft, gray shadow glided out
at the other doorway.
Who is that?' he asked quickly. Not
old Kate, nor yet Alice Evans
TT is Miss Granger, SIR said the head
nurse. Alice has the neuralgia in her
face, and Miss Granger would take her
place.
She must not do it again, said DR.. Du-
lany, with quiet authority. 4 am not
quite sure Of the non-contagious character
of some Of these cases.
'She says, SIR declared the old nurse,
chat she wants to do some good in the
world. But we was to be sure and not
tell you, SIR
DR.. Dulany smiled.
There are more ways Of doing good in
the world than one,' said he, 'and Miss
Granger must come here no more
He hurried through the various wards
and made such good speed back along the
lonely road that he overlook the gray, glid-
ing shadow at the entrance to the village
street.
Miss Granger said he, I detected your
identity at once -..a
What Of it?'' retorted Geralda, almost
tierceIy. supposed Ihad a rfghtto eater
the public hospital 50 long as my uncle
pays taxes for its support
Possibly, said Dr.. Dulany, but it is my
desire that you viii not go there again.
Tt is, then, an otfense even to cross your
path,' Indignantly cried out Geralda.
Not in the least, but
L knoWn-I have known all along
went on the girl, choking down the angry
sobs in her throat, that you hated the
sight of me; but you have no right actually
to tell me so! Oh, | am SO wretched. Oh
I wish that i were dead!'
DR.. Du1any planted himself directly
across the path, SO that she could neither
walk over, under nor around him.
Miss Granger said he, will you be
kind enough to tell me what you mean?'
sNo!' flashed out the girl, / WON'T
But you shall quietly declared the
doctor. stThe reason that / did not want
you to enter the hospital is that I have an
idea that some Of those fever cases partake
of a typhoid nature, and
What then?' said Geralda. sWhat have |
I lived for that should shrink from ex-
posing nyself?'
sEverything,' said the doctor.
Nothing said Geralda.
Nevertheless, said Dulany, quietly, I
forbid yourunl1ing the risk
What is tito you?' she. cried, passion
ately. IF dreamed that you cared
whether lived or died.
She stopped suddenly, with crimsoning
cheeks. Had she said too much?
I do care said DR.. Dulany, very much
indeed. In fact, had I not been told you
were a heartless coquette-'
TT is false!' said Geralda, hurriedly.
7 might even venture to say more,' be
pursued, his eyes fixed intently on her
face.
Say it, then, she whispered, making no
effort to withdraw the hand which he had |
taken.
We'll, them he returned, laughing, I
love you. Is that definite enough? p
And I love you,' she answered. sOh,
Mr.. Du1any, you must have seen that long
ago! But, tell me, when did you first be-
gin to--to care for me?'
From the hour in which I first saw
you,' said he.
And SO our village coquette was con-
quered, and surrendered at discretion; an5l
60 the surprise Of all her friends, she has
married the quiet country doctor.
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RHaele Her HHoanesfck.
Darling, wake up and stop snoring,o
said a Detroit woman to her husband.
.sEh? Whazza matter noW?'' he asked
as he raised himself up in bed.
Won't you please stop snoring? Ifyou
only knew how homesiek it made me I'm