Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1882-04-28
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What Allied the old Man.
ANOTHER NARROWING TALE OF CHICAGO
ROMANCE AND MEDICINE.
.sCan you save him, Doctor ?n


ROMANCE AND MEDICINE.
ssCan you save him, Doctor ?''
.sDamfno."
Winsome Lillian Mcclure looked up
With her rare blue eyes, dewy with tears.
into the face OF the young physician who
had been summoned in hot haste from the
restful quiet Of poker game to the pala-
sial residence of Stuyvesient Mcclure in
order that his skill and knowledge-the
sruit of years Of study and toil-might, if
possible, bring back to health the gray
haired old man who now lay tossing in
mortal agony.
Lillian McGuire had known Aristides
W. Hennessey since the days when they
were both little children, and not six
months ago she had stood before him in
all her regal beauty, her velvety eyes
iraped with mist of tears, and while tns
soft; pearly flesh of her beautiful arms
touched his neck with pulsing swim,
had said that she could not love him ex-
eept as brother
As Aristides had three sisters, and had
passed the greater portion Of his life spar
ring with them, this statement did not
strike him favorabiy, and he went away
with dull, dead feeling in his young,
blithsome heart.
And now he was back again in the house
that house from Which he had erstwhile
0ftQn
when the proprietor was unexpectedly
found at home, and which he had left, az
he supposed, for good, in the balmy days
OF June, when the sweet-scented breath of
early summer was kissing into life the
myriad forms of floral beauty that lie witt,
such silent sweetness upon the vsrdure-
clad bosom of the earth. These thoughts
mad surged through his mind as he mount
Z ed the front steps in obedience 10 the has
W summons OF a liveried servant. Hesaw
the old familiar door-mat with the wota
elcome'' worked in it's centre-t,t..
fateful word that had cleaned up at hin
III all its lurld distlnctness and mocktr.
one night when the old MIR. Mcclure
opened the door in response to Aris5ide $
tlmid yank at the bell, and said, ia tire
cold, County Antrim tone he knew SO ae
show to use. that Miss Lillian was not at
home and probably would not hs for sever,
Z or eight years. In the hall stood the hat
q rack, besides whose gaunt frame with ite
. spectre-like arms be had 80 often lingere
ia The mellow half il..ht Of the turned
dow gas with Lillian head restlpg trust
fully above his Iiver-pad and her crlaliue
corset pulsing gently against his suspen-
der. All these scenes came back to HIM
'glGb vivid dIstlnctness as ne stool by l..
bedside IF TIE sick man aud looked tn
derry down at Lillian, wno with pale fac,
aud rumpled bangs. kuelt 10y her fatbe; r
side and buried her nose ia the pillow
which supported his head.
Presently she looked up at Aristides with.
weary, yeArniig, st Louis look, that
would have melted Charles Francis AG-
ans
The young man bent quietly forward
Lillian, my love-" he said, "can if be pys
sibe that
s'Kneel by my side,' said the girl in ter-
der, p0rter-house steak tones that thrilled
ais very blood.
Unnindful of the bagginess of the knees
OF his pants tiiaJ such an action would
certainly produce, unmindful of every
thing but the fact that he loved Lillian
IcGuire with a wild, passionate, Dear
sorn avenue love that rocked rot of matt
rec tickets or ice-cream, Aristides knelt
by the girls side, and placing his strong
eight arm around her taper waist he kissed
hsr tenderly just aft her starbuard ear
1t wasn't very easy job to rattle this
ysung man.
s.Do you still love mo, Arstldes?" said
Lillian, making a bluff to blush as she
spoke.
''You know do,' was the reply. land
that [ would risk my very existence TO
gain your love in return.'
Tie girl smiled glad six-button smiIe
81 believe you," she said, land tell you
nowhere in the presence of darkness.
perhaps death. that if you save my faith
srs life-my darling idolized, sour-mash
papa-I will marry you ere the crocus
sss'routs."
stEnough," replied Aristides, rising to
his feet. "Your father shall be saved. r
swear it by my halidom. [ don't know
what halidom means. and like enough |
haven't got one, but I swear it all the
same. Bring nae bottle of Riordan's Rail-
road Relief"
The medicine was brought, and the sick
znan quaffed it. In two minutes he was
well.
s'You have saved him, my darling ~
said Lillian, kissing Aristides fondly, s'and
4 will redeem my promise. But tell me.
bMeetie, what allied the old man ?''
s'Colic," was the rely, and with wild
aocking laugh Aristides fed into the dark
less.-G Chicago Tribune.
Two little girls, aged four and six years.
lad just had new dresses, and we're on
leir way TO Sunday school. Said Eta,
pe elder: ''Oh, have forgotten my
erse." Il haven It forgotten mine," re-