The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1885-12-26

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That was all the information Dixon could
obtain. Doubtless MacDiarmid and Davie
had their suspicious as to how the outrage
had occurred, but they kept their own coun-
sci for the present
Dixon wasted no time in words He de.
cided that his patient must be taken to
Dundee at once. Without delay the poor
fellow was carried down to the coach, and
MacD,armid and Elspeth accom- panied DAVE
and the doctor, the good wife tenderly
nursing Curly's head upon her lap all the
way. and never quitting him till be was
safely ensconced IN the infrmary. The
poor soul had son of his age fighting the
queens battles far away in India-so she
kissed his fevered brow and muttered:
"Puir BARN! It's my heart that's sair for
ye Puir laddiel puir laddie! It's wac for
the mither that bare ye."
When MacDiarmid led her from the room
she hissed in his ear, SANDY, twas yon
muckle lang Icon with the corbie's beak
and the evil sen that did it. But he'll never
prosper with the lassie, nor with aught else. y
Curly's case was one that almost bafde1
tine faculty, but DR.. Dixon was not to be
beaten; he had made up his mind to save
Percnanco IL had been better for the poor
fellow lad he died then and there. Tbs
good Samaritans at the infirmary nursesj
him by day, watched over him by night
with unceasing tenderness and care, anticl
pating his every wish, his every look.
When at length, after months of darkness
and delirium. the light Of reason began to
dawn ne~a wa' general rejoicing through.
out the place. for they had grown to love
the poor creature, even Is though be were
their own kith and kin. Every morning
when DR.. Dixon came IN bis patiel Is facs
would light up into the shadow ct a smile,
aud his eyes would follow his nurse With 4
kind of dumb, dog-like gratitude. Though
speech was denied him he could distin kuish
al that was said to him, and it was quite
touching to see him gently take tho hand Of
nurse or doctor and kiss it with some ct tho
old grace.
When at length JEANNE MacPhersoa ~
covered she could scarcely recognize her
beautiful young mistress in the stern, gray
woman to whom she owed her life As soo;,
as she was able to speak coherently Flora
insi ,tel on tn. truth. When the girl told
her all Floras anger against MacAl.ister
rinnel into openly avowed indignation,
and the arrangement between father and
child was cs.une.e. As for Deampster, she
ila always III Led MIN, now she posi- lively
iooti'el the s.yit or The h'an. IL, was q
constant visi Tor. but wueaave' he entered
the room she Left it-Nn 1cvec he sat down
to table 81, rose and quilted it without q
word
One day the two men had cen drinking
together, and MacAllisser brought the other
into din aer. AS soon a. Flora saw him she
rose and turned towa-! the door.
"Bids wee, Flora" said MacAllister.
'lts time to put stop to this nonsense.
You may as we'll accustom yourself to
Strathmines' company. because I've given
my word that you are to be his wife,"
And Mr.. Deempster!' she inquired,
coldly.
"Why, look here, Flora" replied Daniel.
At the very sound at his voice she drew
herself up disdainfully
"sir," she said. Il have already given my
father an answer, but evidently he has not
been frank with you. shall never marry.
II my marriage could save the world and
oil that is in it from destruction, you are
the last man ON earth that could ever call
husband. Gracious God!' she cried, burst
ing out, lean this creature not see how
bate hima 1loathe the very sound of his
voice. His sight is poison to me. For you,
SIR" she saia. turning to her father, If
ever you suffer this man to obtrude him
self on me again, lquit your roof the next
moment"