Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1884-07-03
Acting wrsEIY.


Miss Ciairmont vas only one-and.
twenty, a tall, imperial beauty, will
oesy olack eyes. akin as fresh a
oamask roses. and dark brown hair
coiied 10 shining bands at the back O
her head.
She had Just graduated from Medfielc
Medical University and had taken on
her diploma a. an MD.
And only think Of it." said Aunt 10
ours;ing into tears of vexation ana dis
appointment, that shs must needs nc
and ruin all her prospects by getting en-
gagged to Harry Marrow"
IL does not seem strange, Aunt Jo
when thiRk of II, said DR.. Mary, laugh,
ing and binshing. SIX months ago my
profession was all the vsrld to me.
neither cared nor wished for anything
outside its limits."
Hnmphp' erovled Aunt 10; ANY
brainless idiot can get married and keep
q mans house and mend his shirts for
him, but you are made for something
higher and more dignified, Mary"
Mays bright ewes sparkled.
Higher, Aunt JoT she said. More
digniied? There you're mistaken.
There's no higher or more diguified lot
In life than that Of the true wife Of a
noble husband"
Fiddlesticksr' said Aunt 10. "As If
every poor fool who was dazzied by the
glitter OF a wedding ring didn't say the
same thing. You've disappointed me,
Mary Clairmout, and Pm ashamed Of
700; that's the long and short of it."
Mary smiled.
Dear Aunt 10" said she, 81 shall not
let my sword and shield rust, believe me.
barry has only his own talents to ad-
vance him in the world, and it will De ut
least year before We shall be ready to
marry. In the meantime | shall accept
the post of visiting physician TO the
Aldenbury almshouse, and practise my
profession just the same as If there were
no engagement"
wish to goodness there wasn't, {"
said Aunt 10. ~ tell you what, Mary,
| don't fancy that sailing, smooth
toneued young man Of yours, and never
will"
Still Mary Clairmont kept her tenn
Pm sorry, Aunt Jo." she said, pleas
antly, but bops you will eventually
change your mind"
used to keep a thread and needle
-
Aunt Joe, land always could tell the
ring of q counterfeit coin when a Gus
toner laid il on the counter. I could
then and can now; and tell Won what,
Mary. there's base metal about Harry
Marrow"
Doctor Mary bit her lip
Perhaps. We will not discuss the
subject further, Aunt Jo," she said, with
quist dignity.
And the old lady said no more.
Aunt 10 10 wrong," persisted the
pretty MD. to herself.
Mary is making a fool of herself"
thought Aunt 10.
turing village with main street shaded
by umbrageous naples; and a little way
ont Of the village the almshouse, built
and endowed by q certain smuggling sea
captain, whose conscience had pricked
him during his latter days, raised its
gray stone gables to the sky and made
q picturesque background to the land
scape.
DR.. Mary Clairmont made something
of q sensation at Aldenbury.
Up to this time all of the resident
M.D.s had been snuffy old gentlemen
with wigs, or pert ysung ones with eye
glasses.
A beautiful young woman who wrote
prescriptions and compounded pills and
potions was novelty in the town. and
by no means disagreeable one. People
rather liked the idea. once they had con-
vinscd themselves that the lady doctor
understood herself and her patients.
And the poor people at the almshouse
srR. al .xra Pr ..eA .-..s l.
eager ears for the sound of her carriage
wheels over the gravel drive which led
to the p0rticO.
1t was brilliant December day when
toe young physician stood in the neatly
carpeted reception room drawing on her
fur gloves, previous to entering her neat
phaton once again, while she reiterated
to the whitecapped maid some directions
tism. when the matrOn hurried in.
"Oh, ] beg your pardon, DR.. Clair
mont. said she, /" but clean forgot the
new old woman"
The new old woman" repeated DIR.
Mary, with a smile.
That u.s." explained Mrs. Cunning
ham, the almshOuse matron, she ONLY
came last night quiet old soul, half
Wilma oaa AuttC DRA Win tuo d6tutu6.
Perhaps you'd better just see her before
you GO"
The new old woman" looked timidly
mp, as DIR. Mary entered, from under the
borders of her cap.
Pm poor body, miss" said she,
aud I'm sensible I'm making a deal Of
don't always take as, miss, when we'd
like to CO."
This is the DOCTOR" said Mrs. Cum
ningham.
Tue old woman would have risen to
make u feeble courtesy, but DR.. Mary
motioaed her to keep her seat.
What 10 your nasleT' she said, pleas
antly.
Louise NARROW, miss"
Marlowf That Ia an unusual name,
isn't it?" said Mary Clairmont, colorine
in spite Of herself.
"We're English, miss" said the old
woman, struggling bravely with her
asthma. There amt many Of rs in
this country. I've q con, misc, in the
Law business, a. any mother might well
be proud Of"
"A son." echoed Mrs. Cunningham.
:" nd you in the almshouseS'
Not that It's his fault" the old crea-
ture FASTENED TO explain. My son Is
30 be married TO q ins, proud young
lady. a. Is tit for any prince in all the
land, and Of course he can't be ex-
peoted 10 burden himself with q help
les cid woman like me. He says pm
10 write and let him know how | get
along. and If Pm sick or anything, he'll
try 20 see me. ! sewed carpets until
the asthma got hold of me, and sup
ported myself comfortably. Bot, Of
course, couldn't lay up anything for
rainy day-who coold2 And Harry
couldn't help me, for he's getting ready
70 be married, poor lad. So went TO
DR.. Merton and asked him did he know
Of any decent place where an old vo-
man like me could end her days in
peace. And be gave me card to come
here. and some money 70 pay my trav.
cling expenses-Heavsn bless him!-and
here am"
Mary Ciairmont had listened quietly
to the garrulous tale, bat the color had
changed In her cheek more than once
a. che listened.
ala your sons name Harry Marlow?"
she said, slowly and thoughtfuliy.
Yes, miss. at your service,s said the