The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1883-10-20

81 do not think 1 had better leave
her." said Tsar to himself; mot even
when we get to our house"
1t was not until they reached the turn
of the road, away beyond DIR. Cor
hams, that he at last stood still.
Percie wished very much to pat him,
but she could hardly muster courage,
and while she was hesitating there
came sound of wheels, and light
buggy pulled up in the middle of the
road.
'sDr. Gorham!'
''Percie Lee! is that you? 1 declare!
Miss Leland that great brute-it's all
my fault. Did he scare you much,
Pereie-Miss Lee?"
rs it your dog, Heber-doctorP
"Tsar! Come here, sirn'
''Oh doctor, don't scold him. He has
been taking care of me. There were
three of them"
''Dogs, Miss Lee?'
mo, sir; tramps. Dreadful-looking
they spoke-he is splendid dog
beautiful"
''HeP Ah,-well-i good thing
he did MT take hold of one of them.
There'd have beed fine surgical case
prepared for me, in no time. But how
did he happen to be outp Unmuzzled,
too. | remember, now. All my fault. !"
81 guess he must have been left out
to take care of me, DOCTOR
"Ain't l glad of it, though! Now
Miss Lee, you must step right into my
buggy, and let me carry you home
Tsar, go home, sir!'
He turned to obey, but a small, white
hand was on his head as he did so.
GOOD dog, Tsar; thank you, SIR
1t was odd, indeed, but something in
that remark seemed aimed at the dog;
and it must have hit him, too, by the
proud way of his walking off; but some
of it went further. The young physi-
clan assisted. Percie into the buggy, and
drove away; and it was quite distance
around the corner of the main road that
they passed dimly discernible and
quite breathless group that leaned
against fence. Nobody going by in a
buggy could have heard them mutier:
Tell We what, boys, that was the
awfullest dog ever seen.
"Guess we won't try that there road
again tonight. He's loose.
''All them sort O. dogs has got. to be
killed off, or the roads won't be safe. 4"
Perhaps, but at that moment Tsar
was reentering his own yard, for he
went straight back to his quarters. He
stood for moment turning over his
empty muzzle with his paw, and then
lay heavily down. He thought he I'M
derstood the entire matter, now.
'Heber Gorham knew that that
young lady would be in need of me.
It's all right, but doubt if did my
whole duty. Unmuzzled, too. A lost
opportunity!'
As to the tramps, yes, but not as to
all other parts of his performance. He
hardly knew how it afterwards came to
pass, but before long he discovered that
he had formed habit of going down to
the cove with Percie Lee, to see her
take sketches of islands, trees, waves,
COWS, and other matters and things, and
of remaining till Heber Gorham, Jr.
Md, came to take his place, with OF
without a buggy. He failed fully to
understand the business until another
sort of day arrived, when he found him.
self called upon, first, to attend wed
ding, by special invitation of Percie
Lee; and then then to recognize her as
permanent addition to his own house
hold at the old Gorham homestead. He
agreed to it, He had liked that young
woman from the first time he saw her.
And so, to tell the truth, had his mas
ter William o. StoddGrd, IN Atlantic
Monthly.