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punch and smack his lips. He finished
his glass, set it down, and was just in the
act of drawing on his weolen night-ca ,
preparatory to stepping into his we'll
warmed bed, when he was suddenly
startled by loud ringing of the hall-door
bell.
What the foul fiend can that mean at
this time of night!" exclaimed Old Hurri-
cane, dropping his night-cap, and turn
ing sharply towards Wool, who, warming
pan in hand, stood staring with astonish-
mept.
''What does that mean, ask your
'"Deed, dunno, sar, less it's some be-
nighted trabeller in search o shelter out'n
de storm"
"Humph! and IN search of supper, too,
of course, and everybody gone away or
gone to bed but you and me-"
At this moment the ringing was follow
ed by loud knocking.
"Marse, don't les you and me listen to
it. and then We amt 'bliged to sturb our
selves wild answering of it, suggested
Wool.
''What, sirl do you think that am going
to turn a deaf ear to stranger that comes
to my house for shelter on such night as
this? Go and answer the bell direct
ly."
''Yes, sar."
'But stop-look here-mind am not to
be disturbed. If it is traveller, ask him
in: set refreshments before him, show him
to bed. I'm not going to leave my warm
room to welcome anybody tonight, please
the Lord. Do you hear?"
eyes, sar,'' said the darkey, retreating.
AS Wool took a shaded taper and opened
the door leading from his masters cham
Der, the wind was heard bowling thror gh
the long passages, ready to burst into the
cozy bedroom.
"SHUr THE DOOR, you scoundrel" roared
Old Hurricane, folding the skirt of his
warm dressing gown across his knees, and
lowering closer to the fire.
Wool quickly obeyed, and was heard re-
treating down the steps.
"Whewl' said the old man, spreading his
hands over the blaze with a look of COM
Portable appreciation. ''What would in
dpoe me to go abroad on such night as
this! Winds blowing great guns from the
northwest-snow falling fast from the
heavens, and rising just as fast before the
wind from the ground!-coid as Lapland,
dark as Erebus! No telling the earth from
tbs sky. Whewr' and to comfort the cold
thought Old Hurricane poured out another
glass of smoking punch. and began to
sip it.
How L thank the Lord that l am not q
doctor. II l were a doctor now, the sound
of that bell at this hour of the night would
frighten me; should think some old wo-
man had been taken with the pleurisy, and
&aI - in, %ba
storm-to turn out of my warm bed to ride
ten miles through the snow to prescribe
for her. A doctor never can feel sure,
even in the worst of weathers, of good
nights rest. But, thank heaven, L am free
from all such annoyances, and If am sure
OF anything in this world it is of my COM
Portable Sleep" said Old Hurricane, as he
slipped his punch. smacked his lips and
toasted his feet.
At this moment Wool re-appeared.
''SHUr THE DOOR, you villain! Do you in
tend to stand there holding it open on me
all night?" vociferated the old man.
Wool hastily closed the offending por-
tails, and hurried to his masters side.
well, sir, who was 1t rang the bell?"
"Please, marster, sir, it wer' dc Reber-
end Mr.. Parson Goodwin"
Goodwin? Been to make a sick-call,
suppose, and got caught in the snow storm.
declare, it is as bad to be parson as it
is to be doctor! Thank the Lord, l am
not q parson, eitherI If 1 were, now, !
might be called away from my cozy arm
chair and freside to ride twelve miles to
comfort some old man dying of quinsy.
Wool, here-help me into bed; pile on
more comforter, tuck me up warm, put a
bottle of hot water to my feet, and then &c
and attend to the psrson," getting up and
moving towards his inviting coach.
"Sar sar, stop sar, if you pIeGSew CRIED
Wool, going after him.
''Why, what does the old fool mean?
exclaimed Old Hurricane, angrily.
s'Sar, de Reverend Mr.. Parson Goodwin
say how he must see you yourself, per
sonable, alone"
''See nae, you villain! Didn't you tel
him that 1 had retired?"
| ''Yes, marse, I tell him how you wei
gone to bed and asleep more n an hou
ago, and he ordered me to come wake yol
up. and say how it were matter o. lif
and DEATH"
''Life and death! What have I to d.
with life and death? won't stir! If tn
parson wants to see me, he will have t.
come up herer' exclaimed Old Hurricane
suiting the action to the word by Jumping
into bed and drawing all the comforter
and blankets up around his head an
shoulders.
''Mus' 1 fetch mis- reference up, sar~
''Yes. wouldn't get up and go dow
to -Washington-SHUT THE DOOR, yoI
rascal, or I'll throw the bootiack at you
wooden head!'
Wool obeyed with alacrity, and in tim
to escape the threatened missile.
After an absence of a few minutes h
was heard returning, attending upon tn
footsteps of another. And the next mir
ute he entered, usheriug in the Rev. Mr.
Goodwin, the parish minister of st. Mary
''How do you do? How do you do
Glad to see you, sir! glad to see yol
though obliged to receive you in beC
Fact is, I caught cold with this sever
change OF weather. and took warm negr
5 and got to bed to sweat it of. You'll e:
cuse me! Wool. draw that easY-chair u
. to my bedside for worthy Mr.. Goodwin
and bring him glass of warm negus.
will do him good after his cold ride"
Il thank you, Major Warfeld. I wi
! take the seat, but not the negus, if yc
h please. tonight"
j Not the negus? Oh, come now, you a