The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1884-03-21

/. "Why, You poor, freezing .creatnreT
cried Kitty, gaily. sit is evident that
a special providence sent me here to-
day. I'm going to make that fire blaze
in way that will astonish you; and
I've a piece here about the assassina-
ton of Lord Turretville that will prove
beneficial by making your blood boil.
The old man, upon whom the cold
had bad effect, made severe remark
about the "h'inappropriate levity OF
young FOOLS" and thumped his stick
upon the floor, frowning blackly, while
he inwardly chuckled with delight at
this welcome break !. in this dismal day.
The fire soon cracked cheerily, and
Kitty flew around. putting the things
to rights, which the overworked me-
chanic's wife had left in confusion, for
she was an orderly little soul, and de-
clared she could not read in a clutter.
Suddenly she uttered a sharp cry, and
sank down on the floor.
"Eord, how you do worrit me, sour
rying round 50, and screening! What
ais We nowp' demanded her agreeable
host.
Kitty turned her pale little face to-
wards him.
THAT thing in the corner" she said.
81 ran against it, and it has cut my
foot badly. I'm afraid"
"What, not my sickle?" screamed
the old man, rising excitedly in his
chair. 81 hope you amt stained my
sickle with blood,h and he sank down
again, as twinge of rheumatism seized
his own foot.
II don't think your old sickle is
hurt" said Kitty, pettishly, with tears
of pain in her eyes. Oh, dear how it
bleeds! But it serves me right for wear
ing these hateful Newport ties, just be-
cause they make my feet look smaller"
and she gave the unoffending shoe a
twitch. "Of course there is no linen
to be had here, and, as usual, l have
forgotten my handkerchief; it's fortu-
nate my stockings are scarlet" with a
rueful little laugh.
"Many's the time" soliloqulzed the
old man. "that sickle has moved my
lords terraces and garden borders: it's
relic, that there sickle is; and Mar
thy. she just secured it up bright's a
dollar. hope you amt dimmed it
much, have YEP" he asked, anxiously.
81 don't know nor care anything
about itr' blazed Kitty. righteously in
dignant at this supreme seltishness.
~ on can find out yourself, if you Ike"
she continued, rather cruelty, for she
knew the old man could not cross the
floor to save his life, '.for I'm going
straight home" and she bounced out,
leaving the satire of the Montagues to
vent his spleen upon the empty air.
The cut did not prove very serious,
for it soon stopped bleeding, and Kitty
found she could walk without trouble.
She did notseven limp, for DIR. Recquar,
driving le;surely behind her, admired
her graceful carriage. when foaming,
emerald-eyed monster dashed by, snap
ping at Kitty's ankles. and tearing a
large piece from her dress. The girl
stood motionless for a moment, look
ing after the mad creature, already a
speck in the distance; then quietly
dropped in a dead faint. A crowd col
lected instantly. and Kitty was carried
into the opposite house. DR.. Recguar,
terribly pale and shaken, followed.
There was hubbub of questions over
the poor little upturned face, until, in
less than three minutes, DIR. Golett mi
raculously appeared upon the scene,
white as death, but self-possessed and
strong.
'sGo out, all of you," he commanded.
"Have you no humanity, that you make
this unfortunate girl the object of your
idle curiosity?"
The crowd skunk out abashed, and the
two doctors were left alone with their
patient and Mrs. Turnbull,
in whose house they were. DR.. Golett
gently drew offthe little shoe and blood
soaked scarlet stocking.
Would whisky be advisable?" asked
the other doctor, in hoarse, trembling
voice. "a red-hot iron? l have had
no experience-but she must not die"
he continued. wildly. '.For God sake,
what shall we do?'
II have had no experience either"
said young Golett, looking old and
worn. There is no iron available, but,
God helping me. will extract the poi
son. and kneeling beside the couch, he
gently lifted the little foot, and began
sucking the wound.
When Kitty opened her eyes after an
unusually long swoOn, Jack was still
kneeling beside her, tightly holding her
hand, and tanning her gently, while
Mrs. Turnbull sat quietly wiping away
the tears which continually ran down
her withered old face.
Kitty's look of surprise quickly gave
way to one of terror. r
HAS he been killed." she whispered.
Eyes, deary," quavered Mrs. Turn
bull. Now don't you take on about
that. Hewas shot in front of Niblos
stOre.' riH 5r
ooh, it was horribler' sighed Kitty,
closing her eyes again with shudder.
Eyes, mysdarling, it was horrible:
did my best. and I think God will be
merciful, and let you live"
Kitty opened her eyes to their fullest
extent.
"What!" she cried; 'did you think
oh, you blessed old goose!-was DR..
Recquar here?" she concluded, alb
ruptly.
Eyes, my darling, he was here"
"Where is he9" ~
"When there was nothing more to be
done for you, he went away" said
Jack, generously.
"What did you do for me-Jackp"
She had strenuously given him his
professional title of late.
Il sucked the wound, my darling,
and when that is done in time, I
think :" aa#l
Jack" broke in Kitty, conclusively,
81 love you-dearly," and, regardless
of Mrs. Turnbull's watchful eyes, she
freed her hands, and drew the anxious.
manly face beside her down to hers, and