The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-04-03
.T know I could cure him, !" said the

IT know / could cure him." said the
widow.
"But you never studied medicine,
dear2"
Mot exactly the pharmacopoeia," said
Mrs. Hayward shrewdly; ''but I am
the. seventh daughter, you remember,
Ethel, and 1 know thing or two If I
can't write M. D. after my name.
If you'll give the case into my
"Well," said Mrs. Murray, "I will; so
go on and do your worst-or best"
80 the pleasant autumnai weeks went
by, and Mr.. Murray took evident ssSis-
faction In growing feebler with every
day:
thew2" said his sister, tiptoeinY into the
darkened room, where DR.. Dilmann had
loaded the little table with pills and po-
tions.. and systematically shut out every
breath OF fresh outer cir as If it were
poison.
Poorly" said Mr.. Murray, .'poorlyl
These little catching obstructions in the
regions Of tho epigastrium are"
'Perhaps you've eaten too much
dinnel?" suggested Mrs. Hayward.
"TOO much dlnner indeedi" echoed
Mr.. Murray.
ct. that have only the appetite OF
SPARROW Where is Ethel?" he added
fretfully.
lit seems to me as If I never see any
thing of Ethel now."
"She has gone out for little drive
with Doctor Monroe" said the widow.
"Eh?" said Mr.. Murray, "She was
OF
wasn't she?"
''Well-yes-I"
"And they were visiting the Egyptian
Obelisk together the day .bRs0Ta5"
II vas Of thlaes slsssattss said Mrs. Hay
81 think she may as we'll go off with
Doctor Monroe altogether" said the
invalid petuiantly.
"Oh, do you really think so Matthew"
cried Mrs. Hayward.
cit will be such relief to all parties
If we can be quite sure that that is your
real opinioni''
"Eh2" again uttered the invalid.
"Because," added Mrs. Hayward,
"you have warned lis yourself that you
have but few weeks to 1.-Two; and Ethel
is still young and attractive, and Doctor
Monroes plactico is improving. So he
proposed yesterday and was accepted,
anu your sympathy is all that"
'Whatf cried Mr.. Murray, jumping
up with m energy that sent the medi-
cine phials and glasses tinkling in all
directions. my wife,"
"Almost your widow, Matthew" in
terpolated Mrs. Hayward, tbeatrioally.
"Plnnnlng already for second mar
rlage after l nm dead.
"But Ill thwart their fno arrange
monts," he cried.
"Send for Dllmann at once.
"Ask him what ho means by keeping
me on this low diet.
"Does he take me for an old woman?
or a sick girl?
''I'll let him know that I am not to be
tritled with.
doctor Monroe indeed!'
Apparently that night was the turning
point OF Mr.. Murrays disease, whatever
tho latter might be.
He improved with rapidity which
was well-nlgh 1narvcllous--he flung his
physio to the dogs, and assumed the
daiiy y oafes Of business once moro.
| But he was resolutoly frlgid to his
wife.
"Dear Matthew" said Ethel to him
one day, edo, please, tell mo how 1 have
offended you?"
"Woman," he said. "you have been
as false as you arc fair"
"Matthowl"
"And engaged yourself to Doctor
Monroe"
"Nevorl" cried Mrs. Murray.
"Sarah said 3d." asserted tho hus-
band.
'She meyer could have told suoh al
outrageous falsehood," said Mrs. Muir
ray; burstidg into tears.
Il novcr did," said tho widow.
Il said That Doctor Monroe had pro
posed.
"But 7 might have neglected to add
that it was to mo ho proposed, not to
Ethel.
Aud we are to be married in the
spring."
MIR. Murray's pale despairlng face
grew bright as q May morning-he flung
wide open his arms.
"My own truo wifel" DRIED he.
And The next moment Ethel WAS
laughing and crying on his breast.
But it passed for slight misunder-
standing.
Nobody ever told him that tie widow
Hayward had planned the little suse
which had 30 cffcctually aroused INN
from his OrOyipo 1olno,o,,