The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1886-01-27
and the camphor-bottle, and went into

nOuSc-d picturesque Solt"SV' w SAii''ii :
with Virginia-creepers, with little
plaster cast of Cupid in the garden, and
a great many b!uebellS and carnations
"a Young widow who read al the new
est books and sometimes wrote gushing
poems for the second-rate monthlies.
Mrs. Printemps imagined herself like
the gifted and unfortunate Mary Queen
of Scots, and dressed up to the part, as
far rs nineteenth-century prejudiccS
would allow hcr-and she was seated
bv the easement, trying to find a rhyme
to suit 4 most accommodating line OF
poetry. when the tall pale stranger ap-
pcarctl under her window, ''for all the
world" rs Mrs PrintempS subsequently
expressed it, like 3 troubador, or David
RiZZio himself
Excuse me, madame" he began,
..but l am from the hospital. .and-
My goodness me" calculated Mrs.
PrirtempS, jumping to her feet: ''how
dare YOU come here and tell me that to
nv face9 Why don't they isolate vou?'
..Madame-" said the surprised
stranger.
60 away said Mrs. Printemps,
banging down her window and boiling
it noiSiiv. 'BetSv'-to her girl-'rlm
across the meadow to Mrs. Underlay
and tell her that the smallpox case is
rampaeing all over the country, trying
to get people to let him in, and she ism
to open the door on any account. And
stop at DR.. Duer's and ask him what
sort of sanitary regulation he calls this
kind of thing?"
I'm afraid III meet him, mem"
said Betsy. getting b>nind the side
board; land | amt been vacc:na'cd for
seven wears. and
Nonsense said Mrs. pg',ntenTs.
"H you 60 across the paSi;:r" Ed Hoa il
get there full five minutes before he does.
Make haste now"
Kate Duer was standing in her door
way watching the storm roll grandly
over the mountain-tops. when the weary
and bewildered traveller opened the
gate and came hesitatingly in.
Il beg your pardon, said he meek
", ''but think there must be some
thing singular in my appearance. Peo-
pie seem to shut their doors against me,
and shun me rs if I had the pestilence.
And I cannot find the residence of Mr..
Dibble, the clergyman. Would it be
asking too much if I were to request
permission to rest in your porch until
the storm is over? I came from the hos
pital, and
''Oh, understand" said Kate quick
ly. "You are the smallpox patient.
But | have been vaccinated. and am not
afraid of the disease. There is q very
comfortable chamber in the second sto-
~ of the barn, and you shall be care
fully nursed and taken care OF there,
Of
But you are mistaken" cried the
young man: Il am not
Hush" said Kate gently. ''Do not
be afraid to contide in me. | am DR..
Duer's sister, and know the whole story.
Sit here and rest little, and I will
bring YOU some bread and milk until
my brother comes
Il am thousand times obliged to
you" said the stranger, land the bread
and milk will taste delicious after my
long walk. But do not know what
leads you to think that l am y victim
to varioloid. l have lost my hat in the
wind, to be sure, and am compelled to
wear this Syrian-looking drapery on my
head, but never had smallpox, and
hope never to encounter its horrors"
hate Duer turned red first, then pale.
Then" said she, IF YOU are not the
smallpox case, who are you?'
Il am Felix Amory," said the young
stranger, "the chaplain of St. Lucetta 5
Hospital in New York. I am to preach
in aid of the home mission on Sunday
next"
Kate Duer burst out laughing.
'.And everyone has been mistaking
you for the smallpox easel said she
stOh, Mr.. Amory, do come in. How
could we all have been so stupid? But
you see, the minute you began to speak
of the hospital"
Il dare say it was very awkward Of
me" said Mr.. Amory. But its the
way have always mentioned myself to
strangers. St. Lucetta 5, YOU know"
Yes, l know" said Kate. But to
the good folks here, there is only one
hospital in the world, and that is the
Pitchersille Institute,
Mr. Amory enjoyed his tea, sliced
peaches, and delicate ''angel cake" very
much, as he sat tete-a-tete with Kate
Duer, by the soft light of the shaded
lamp, while the rain pattered without.
And when the doctor came in it was
cosier yet.
The smallpox casee" said he ''Oh,
that is safely isolated at Hopes Quarry
since this morning. And doing very
well, tQo, | an happy to say. Upon my
word, Mr.. Amory, ani sorry that YOU
have had such u disastrous expc,
rience."
"All's well that ends well, said the
young clergyman, leaning back in his
snug esrper with an expression OF lnet-
:, 1,>sble content on his face.
Miss Lidia Larkspar was quite indig-
nant when she heard that Dir, Amory
was STAYING at DR.. Duers residence.
Just like Kate Duer," said she. TO
aane7re to get that poor young man
into her hands, after all. But If q man
rushes aroEpd the country, telling every
body that he comes from hoSp!tal,what
can he expect??'
The most awkward ttsi..g l ever
heard of in my life said Mrs. Firm
temps vindictively.
But this was not Mr.. Felix Anory S
last visit to Pitcherville. He came IN
autumn when the leaves were rcd-a9nu
then il, the frozen beauty of winter.
And the last time, he asked Kate Duer