Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1885-07-22


fashionable little head.
Cant she see," unused Allan, in
wonder, chat any mans idea of a.
womanly woman is one who is full of
sweetness, brightness, and fire, like
Miss Carston, instead of an envious
little Parian image like herself?"
But "none so blind as those who
won't see! and Effie Morton's sleep
was sweetened that night by the
thought that one morelink was forged
in the chain that bound Allan to her,
while Allan's dreams were all OF Nora.
Love is the one miracle-worker yet
alive, and it was not long before AL
| lan's heart, that till now had never
| throbbed faster for a woman's sake,
was irrevocably in Nora's keeping.
But she shall never know it," re-
solved Allan. "Her father is worth a
million and | am poor"
But such resolutions are made only
| to be broken. Allan met Nora return
ing from one of her favorite flower
quests, with briar-rose vines, studded
thick with buds and blossoms, hanging
from her arms, and she looked SO
sweet that all his heart rushed, to his
lips, and he told her that he loved
her.
81 am so glad! for love you," said
Nora simply, the great, sweet eyes
shining like golden-brown stars for
JOY.
And then Allan forgos for a while
| that Nora was rich and he was poor.
But as they neared the doctors he
| faltered:
"What will your father say?"
"Let's 60 and see!" laughed Nora.
''He might refuse you if you went
alone, but he never refused me any
thing in my life. I can wind him
round my little finger" holding up a
| dimpled digit tliumphantly.
So the two presented themselves be-
fore Mr.. Carston like arunaway couple
coming to beg the paternal blessing.
But during Allan's appeal, Mr..
Carston stifened visibly and when it
was finished he sat bolt upright, as if
q ramrod had usurped the place of
his spine and gave a polite but stern
refusal.
ooh, papa! aren't you ashamed of
yourself" exclaimed Nora, turning
wide, reproachful eyes upon him.
And thereupon followed a sweet
storm of Establishments and prayers
that softened Mr.. Carston no more
than q storm of roses would have
softened a rock.
81 have always let you have your
own way, Nora; but to do so now
would be to wreck my own ambition
and your lifelong happiness. l intend
to take you abroad next winter, and
who knows but you may marry a
nobleman?'' argued Mr.. Carston.
81 don't want to marry a nobleman,
and | do want to marry Allan"
pouted Nora.
81 can't allow it, so let us drop the
subject. All this excitement will bring
on a fit Of palpitatIon of the heart"
said Mr.. CarstOn, gasping deliberately
and reaching for his smelling salts.
''Never mind, dear, it will all come
out right at last!" consoled Nora,
through her tears, as she followed
Allan into the hall.
''How?" demanded Allan, gloomily.
II don't know, but something will
turn up said Nora, brightly.
And Fortune-slandered goddess =
who must have become soured by the
worlds distrust, thereupon resolved
W 1C" Cl1O uS1 1OI l1OI SM6CU COuu-
dence.
A few days after this, Nora discov-
cred her father eXhausting the air from
a small receiver, in which lay with
cred apple.
"Just look Isn't it wonderful ?"
he exclaimed, as Nora peeped over his
shoulders, and watched the apple
swell to shapely proportions.
''Oh, I've. seen that done before in
natural philosophy lessons at school,"
she said slightingly
"Well, this is the principle of DR..
Pritchard's celebrated vacuum treat
ment. Thepatient sits in the box, and
the air is exhausted. The patient swells,
something after the manner of this ap-
pie, and nerve forceis thereby liberated
and the circulation of blood estab-
llshed. Tompkins says it has done
him immense good. | mean to try it
tomorrow" exclaimed Mr. Caroton,
beaming with satisfaction.
ooh, don't, papa! What if you
should burst ?" exclaimed Nora, in a
| Mortified voice.
'Of course the exhaustion of air is
not to be carried too far" soothed
| her father
"But don't do it! 1 know it won't
do any good" urged Nora. "You
know you had fumes of sulphuric acid
pumped into your lungs till you said
you felt as if you had swallowed. a vol
cano. And then that electric bath!
You got SO charged with electricity
that you ierked about at the dinner
table as if you had the st. Vitus'
dance, and upset your soup all over
Mrs. Drapier's old gold silk. l
wouldn't try any more of these dan
gerous experiments.
'"This is another thing altogether,
Nora. The principal is delightful! I
shall try it tomorrow, said Mr..
Carston, firmly.
The next morning, as Allan was
passing through the upper story of the
house, he heard groans, shrieks and
prayers proceeding from one OF the
| rooms.