The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1886-01-07

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. as nineteenth-century prejudices
would allow her-and she was seated
by the easement, trying to find a rhyme
to suit most accommodating line of
poetry, when the tall pale stranger ap-
peared under her window, "for all the
world, f" as Mrs. Printemps subsequently
expressed it, like a troubador, or David
Rizzio himself"
Excuse me, madame he began,
"but / am from the hospital, and -'
.My goodDoss mer' CALCULATED Mrs.
Printemps, jumping to her feet; show
dare you come here and tell me that to
my face? Why don't they isolate youP"
Madame said the surprised
stranger.
go awayr' said Mrs Printemps,
banging down her window and boiling
it noisi1v. '-Betsy''-to her girl-..run
across the meadow to Mrs. Underlay's
and tell her that the smallpox case is
rampaging all over the country, trying
to get people to let him in, and she isn't
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 I'll meet him, menu
said Betsy, getting behind the side
board; land amt been vaccinated for
seven years, and
..Nonsenser said Mrs Prntemps
"H you go across the pasture-tield you'll
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.
II beg your pardon, said he meek
", ''but think there must be some
thing singular in my appearance. Peo-
pie seem TO shut tAeir doors against me,
and shun me | had the pestilence.
And | cam the residence of Mr..
Dibbie, th gman. Would it be
asking toe | were to request
permissiOn in your porch until
the storm | came from the hos
pital, and
'Oh, | nd said Kate quick
ly. ''9ou e smallpox patient.
But | hay accinated. and am not
afraid of Sc. There is very
comfortable ber in the second sto-
ry of the barr, d 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 coniide in me. | am DR..
Duer's sister, and know the whole story
Sit here and rest n little, and | will
bring you lead and milk until
my brotb
Il an ld times Obliged TO
you,h sal niger, ''and the bread
and milk be delicious after my
long walk. do not know what
leads you to IL that / am victim
to varioloid. 1--we lost my hat in the
wind, to be sure, and am compelled to
wear this Syrian-looking drapery on my
head, but l never had smallpox, and
hope never to encountur its horrors"
Kate Duer turned red first. then pale.
Then y said she, ''if you are not the
Sludl-pOA CdSt, w are you!
Il am Felix Amory,n said the young
stranger, ''the chaplain of st. Lucetta' S
Hospital in New York / 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 caser' said she
''Oh, 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 it's the
way | have always mentioned myself to
strangers. st. Lucetta's, you know
"Yes, know" said Kate. But to
the good folks here, there is only one
hospital in the world, and that is the
Pitcherville Institute"
Mr.. Amory enjoyed his tea, sliced
peaches, and delicate ''angel cake very
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 case?" said he. '.Oh,
that is safely isolated at Hopes Quarry
since this morning And doing very
well, too, l am happy to say. Upon my
word, Mr. Amory, am sorry that you
have had such a disastrous expe-
rience.
"All's we'll that ends WE'LL" said the
young clergyman. leaning back in his
snug corner with an expression of inef-
fable content on his face.
Miss Lidia Larkspur was quite indig-
nant when she heard that Mr.. Amory
was staying at Dr. Duer's residence.
Just like Kate Duer," said she. TO
manpvre to get that poor young man
into her hands, after all. But if man
rushes around the country. telling every
body that he comes from a hospital, what
can he eXpect?'
The most awkward thing / ever
l,eard of in my life,' said Mrs. Prin-
temps vindictively.
But this was not Mr.. Felix Amory' 8
last visit to Pitcherville. He came in
autumn when the leaves were red-and
then in the frozen beauty of winter.
And the last time, he asked Kate Duer
IF she was willing to encounter the
trials of minister's wife?" And Kate,
after little hesitation, said that she
was willing TO try.
And Miss Lidia Larkspur declared that
anyone could get married if they were
as bold about il as Kate Duer.
Upon this story we confidently defy
the united genius of the aggregate press
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