Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1883-11-20

after her, slightly stupetied.
at is her candor that is her peculis
charm" was his mental comment.
".
AN OUTBURSr OF TEMPER.
Gale Cardonne had but one congenia
friend. certain De Weatherby, ma
a little crotchety, but a jovial and good
hearted fellow withal, most excellen
physician, and well read, not only in tn,
classics, hut in the polite literature o
the day Every idle evening either founC
Gale Cardonne in the cozy office of tn,
doctor or the latter was in the library al
Northbrook
"Cardonne, you ought to get married,
the doctor saio, one evening.
They were seated in the library, little
more than the top Of the doctors bald
head visible in the smoke with which he
had enveloped himself.
why so, Wcatherby:'
They had fa.iliar way Of calling
each other by their last names.
You might look elsewhere and fare
worse." remarked the doctor.
You have some one TO recommend ]"
Gale Cardonne said, interrogatively.
aye, have" replied the DOCTOR
lone who is worthy in every respect OF
any honest mans love. mean Janet
Thorne.' y
Jast then something happened which
rather disturbed the doctors complacen
cy. A pair of brawny arms seized him,
lifted him from his chair, then replaced
him in it with considerable VIOLENCE.
The doctor was small. man, but as
tough as a tennis ball, with very little
temper, or else but sluggish one. He
shook himself, adjusted his shirt collar,
picked up his pipe, aud recrossed his
legs.
"Carionne. didn't know that you
INDUCED in profanity" ne said, his pipe
once more in his mouth.
Ibid | swear: You are to blame. You
provoked me-"
"Oh, did, eh:' asked the doctor.
Very innocently so, | assure you. Duel.
ing is under ban in this Commonwealth
and generation. Still, | would be excused
for asking an explanation OF such sud
den outburst.'
"She's Tilted me" growled Gale Car
dome, his passion spent.
"Who Jilted YOU
"Janet Thorue."
mo, she didn't" the doctor said, with
emphasis.
Il tell you she did," declared the 9TH
er, with equal emphasis. Ought no, I
to know I-l-underpen, it That is
jus; why am so sensitive"
''She did not jill you" persisted the
doctor.
Carl Cardonne was on his feet again.
What do you mean he demanded.
fiercely. "Oh, YOU want me to be precise!
Well, she rejected me-"
That's the better word, rejoined the
doctor at isn't so derogatory. What
possible reason could she have had;"
"You might ash her, growled the
owner of Northbrook. II didn't"
perhaps she doesn't love YOU"
THAT Is not complimentary to me,
Weatherby. She confessed that she did
love me"
"Oh!" CALCULATED the doctor, lapsing
into silence for time.
"Cardonne, if she loves you she will
marry YOU" he slowly said. There is
some mystery about the matter. She is
very frank, and abominates concealment
have known her from babyhood, and
her mother before her. Ha"
The exclamation was sudden and ex-
plo,iye, and his face intensified.
Il think knoC." he said, possibly
not aware that he was rubbing his hands.
"Cardonne, if you'll apologize TO me for
that shaking | will find you wife"
Janet" asked the German Baron"
with an Illuminated face. "Do it, and
| will get on my knees to you. | will
consider myself your debtor forever. |
will"
"Oh, don't be so profuse," interrupted
the doctor, 'but push the tobacco pouch
over this way"