The Dickinson press., 1884-10-04

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ly permit you to accept"
ooh, I'm to much like my mother to
allow my animosities to interfere with
my pie easure," replied Ella, Laughing.
Mrs. Pullyn. in deepest weeds, not
withstanding the heat of the weather.
received her guests with the smile of
soft melancholy that so we'll became her
pale beauty.
"Sit down." she said in the tone of
one who invites to some mournful cere-
mony. care you we'll ?" and she looked
prepared for the worst.
Mrs. Fargo.
"You sre very fortunate" drawled
the widow; I am never we'll"
"What is the matter" asked Mrs.
Fargo. as sympathetically as if she
heard this complaint for the first time.
II don't know" and oh, that it were
possible to print her soft drawl. "Pve
hunted all through the doctors books,
and l don't find any symptoms that re-
semble mine so much as those laid
down for consumption.
"Do you cough?"
"No, but I have all the other symp-
toms, and l am so languid and have no
appetite; I don't know what can make
me So"
"Have you had advice?" asked Mrs.
Fargo, anxiously.
"Why, no. You know I have all the
doctors books and his prescriptions and
formulas, and-and everything.
don't need to consult anybody"
"But, my dear child, you are surely
not trying to treat yourself in so grave
a case, thing the wisest and most skill
full physicians never attempts. You'll
poison yourself, that's what you'll do.
Mrs. Pullyn looked at her with mild
pitying superiority.
Nobody could possibly know more
about it than he did," she said "and
nobody could understand my constitu-
tion so we'll. If the medicines he pre-
scribed do no good nothing could do
good"
Really, you ought to have been in
India, said Ella.
Amelia turned her large, liquid eyes
toward the speaker, and her resigned
smile provoked Ella to go on.
Il think the Indian plan better than
yours. I should greatly prefer being
burned at once to slowly sacrificing my
self by swallowing my husbands medi-
clnes."
At this moment lovely little girl
bounded into the room and ran to en-
brace her mother. Mrs. Pullyn kissed
her with efusion, then TODD her upon
her lap, and, looking over her brown
curly head at Mrs. Talbot, said gently
"You can't suppose want to die?"
"Why, certainly not, responded Mrs.
Fargo, again taking up the word, ttand
we don't intend to let you, either. So,
to prevent it, 1 shall take you in hand
myself. Come here, Pet" holding out
her hands to the little girl. "come tell
grandma you pity name, sweet"
eco to the lady, Gracie," said her
mother, Ego kiss the lady"
Oracle went shyly, holding on to her
mothers hand, and only staying long
enough to plant hasty kiss on Mrs.
Fargo's chin, and then ran back to her
refuge in her mothers lap.
"Yes, indeed" resumed Mrs. Fargo.
II shall just take you in hand myself.
Your mother and were schoolmates.
and was always very fond of her,
which gives me sort Of right over her
daughter. You shall come down to the
city with me next week. Ny own house
is all in disarray with the painters and
paperers, but we will stop with my sis
ter, and you shall see physician.
Amelia did notreply save by her mel
ancholy smile. She seemed to be reflect
ing, however, and presently she said
Are you going to the city next week ?"
Eyes, for few days. want to see
what the people are doing in my house,
and get measured for dress or two be-
fore my dressmaker is crowded. Won't
you come with me?"
II have been thinking of going down.
have tooth that troubles me. I
ought to have it attended to. suppose +"
Yes, indeed, you can never be too
prompt about matter of that kind.
Well, where shall we meet?"
II don't know; perhaps I won't 60"
"Oh, yes, you must; Elias is nearest
the railroad. shall drive over Sunday
evening, and take you back to stay over
night with me, and we'll start Monday
morning."
"Really, I don't know, my health is
so uncertain, objected the widow. But
Mrs: Fargo was not to be put off.
81 shall come for you, +" she said, as
she kissed her good-by at the front
door, "and mind you're ready. Oracle
will come, too"
ooh. yes, if co." sighed the widow.
II never leave Oracle behind"
So down to the city came Mrs. Fargo
and Mrs. Pullyn, an amiable dragoness
flying peaceably away with her victim
by steam train.
Mrs. Trims house stood in quiet
uptown street across which the tall
trees met in friendly conference. Mrs.
Trim met them in the hall, an elderly
woman whose once blonde hair had fad
ed to yellowish white, and whose cor
pulancy bordered Upon the miraculous.
She kissed Amelia affectionately, though
she had never seen her before, and lead
ing her into the parlor left her there
while she withdrew to sitting-room
with her sister.
you have been very prompt" she
said seating herself in her own especially
wide-ar1ned chair. "I was surprised
to find you had one already on hand, as
it were"
II had never thought about her until
your letter came, T" returned Mrs Fargo,
"and I don't know now whether it will
amount to anything. They are both so
dull it is like trying to strike fire with
two wet sticks"
Meantime in the nar1or An,e1;o hoa