The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-05-15
The SURGEONS COWAROlCE.
BY SARA Is. ROSE.

1t was in handsome stateroom Of
the steamer Tenasserim that n lovely
girl was sitting, with her beautiful eyes
OF the deepest blue lifted to Capt.
Harter's grisly face with a look of IN
dignant sorrow.
She was Harrie Harter, the old Cap
tain's only child, whose lightest wish
had ever been law to her father be-
fore; but now, in his daughters estima-
ton ut least, he was not only unkind
but unjust
"The mans coward" said Capt.
Harter. "Why, he looked as pale as a
sheet when Jacks limb was set and
his teeth fairly chartered with fear"
But, papa, it might not have been
fear I'm sure my nerves would never
allow me. TO stand by, even while a
broken bone was set, much less set it. ]"
why, you little ninny, the man pre-
tends to be n surgeon, and a surgeon
shoull delight in chopping and saving
into human beings just as if they were
sausage meat.
why, papa! How HORRIBLE For my
part, l like DR.. Harrington all the bet
ter for being tenderhearted.
sailor; T" tell you the man is a cow
ard and you never shall marry him
whileJI live. Why, if he gets INTO q
quarrel or anything, he'll sneak off like
a whipped hound. l never will trust
my girl with man who would not
dare to defend her if danger should
arise" said the old fellow, deter
minedly.
But that's because he IS a gentle
man. father Do you suppose he wishes
TO mix in all the low disputes with the
sailors?"
upon my word, Harrie, you take
the part of the young saw-bones finely.
Now l can tell You who you are going
to marry, and l don't want any more
talk about it. You shall marry my first
mate, Adams, as soon as we reach New
York. He is brave man, and will
take care of you, and him you shall
marry"
So saying the Captain hoped upon
his feet and left the young lady to her
own reflections.
Hell see whether j will or not, :"
said Harrie to herself, with a spirited
toss of her pretty head. And then she
looked off over the blue rolling water
from the Little window of her stateroom
until she grew drowsy with the undu-
latinG motion, and sank down upon the
blue satin divan in a sleep as calm and
sweet as IN infants slumber. She made
n beautiful picture as she slept, SUR
rounded as she was by all that money
could buy to make her home on the blue
wave pleasant one, and by ali the
beautiful shells and corals and curiosi-
ties that Capt. Harter had gathered in
lifetime of sailing on every sea upon
the globe.
She had been with her father for the
last ten years since she was child of
eight, and she knew almost as much of
a ship as the Captain himself, and she
was the pet of everysea man on board,
from the egotistio first mate to the boy
who blacked the passengers boots. But
Mr.. Harrington, the young surgeon of
the ship, alone had won her gentle
heart, and it was wonder to her that
ther father should so dislike the young
man, and favor the addresses of his first
mate, MIR. Adams, who, although good
sailor, was the most egotistic and sar-
castle of men.
She was awakened from her sleep by
the voice of Joanna, the Young Irish
damsel who kept the staterooms of her
self and the other ladies in order, who
came in saying:
"Shure an the sailors said to tell
Miss Harrie the land was in sight, and
Masther Harrington told me to ak were
you coming up to see the sunset"
Harrie sprang to her feet and
smootbed out the folds of her dress OF
dark, yaw blue blannel, arranged heI
tumbled hair, and the dainty coral or
naments among the soft white lace al
her neck, seized her broad hat, and fol
lowed Joanna to the deck.
There she found group of ladies
and gentlemen chatting pleasantly to-
gether, and the young surgeon came
forward to meet her, regardless of tn,
angry scowl with which the irate Mr.
Adams regarded him.
I'VE shall be in the harbor Of Madras
q little after sunset," said he. "Wba
a lovely landscape there is along the
shore there"
"Yes. indeed" returned Harric