Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1886-02-05

t.sttinsO. these sOctal ulcers which
flourish ar the chamber as well as 9th
er ulcers do at the hospital. Con-
stantly occupied with pressing duties,
one can hardly imagine how love
.crept in under that impressive front.
However, it was so, and it took pos
session with incomprehensible tenac-
ity.
Zone day, in driving through the
Rue des Ecolss,a coupe from one of the
narrow side streets turned suddenly in
at the point where wewere, and before
1t was possible to avoid it, the carriage
wheels were entangled with such ashock
that the coachman was thrown half
through the door, which was lily fast
ened, and which flew open at this sud-
den arrest. 1t took but a moment
for Doctor CAVITY to recover, and to
be at the side of the lady who lay
stunned IN her coupe. We carried her
into the court OF the School of Medi-
cine, at whose doors we were, and
whose walls were as familiar to the
doctor as his own freside, and we laid
the lady on a settee in the nearest
room. It is not necessary to say
that the doctor, with his calm brain
and hand, did all that was possible
to restore her. I noticed with sur
prise at the end of his efforts, two
bright red spots on his cheeks, which
would have been remarked even if it
were not for his habitual pallor, and
remember they lasted long after the
lady had recovered and been sent home
IN the doctors carriage under my es-
cOrt.
II remember, too, how she looked
as she Law there unconscious--a wom-
an OF thirty, with q perfect physique,
with that dignity OF line and grace
which gives character and fascination
to the roundness of twenty. She was
blonde-her hair was braided in
small braides and pinned down closely
to the back other head ana her dainty
ears. The lady was Mile. - the
heiress OF an old and rich family of
Blois, and lived in Rue de v.
ut WAS not long before the doctor,
by virtue of his name and character,
was a regular visitor at the house of
Mile. -. From the morning he met
her by the School OF Medicine a singu-
lar quiet vigor and enthusiasm took
possession of him, and he often wore
an exalted expression like one who
has by accident set eyes on an I'M
imagined ideal-if one may say so.
"Mlle----is one OF the most charm
ing OF French women, which is to say
much. Generous, broad minded hospit-
able, there met at her home all that
was distinguished and intelligent in
Paris. A few months since there was
introduced to her salon O. cultivated
young American gentleman of large
fortune, and with Il broad education
received at the universities OF Paris
and Germany.
"Iou know the American men. They
have the trul y honorable regard for
women that we most often miss, GAL
liant and polite as we may be. It is
the something ideal and inspiring to
the French woman, and the result OF
this acquaintance in the salon Of Mile.
WAS a viole at attachment on both
sldes-and which ends the coming
month in a wedding The doctor had
been as it were blinded by his supreme
but silent Joy. He has seemed to ex-
lst in its possession without O thought
OF it's fruition. 1t. was his
first and only passion. But there
came the moment when the
engagement Of Mlle.-- and Mr..
b. was announced. An hour
after the doctor drove to the house
of Mlle.----. What passed there,
they two alone knew, but | who have
known his nobility and simplicity OF
heart may guess.
"After that he seemed like a man in
81 state of suspense. He went like q
man without breath in him, till finally
one day in the class, a sudden and
curious CLEAN came over his face a
look of resolve, and the hand that
never slipped by weakness OF accident
slipped by resolve"
We had already reached our Jour-
ney's end. The hearse stopped: the
coffin carried on the shoulders oiiaith-
full friends to the graves side, All was
silent. Regretful pain was OF every
face, and hand half-clasped hand.
At a neighboring tomb q woman
heavily draped in black was kneeling.
Against a pine tree a. reporter with his
note book was leaning, and following
the discourse already began, A mem
Der Of the Academy, O. mystical old
man with white hair and the voice OF
anevangelist, spoke: "Our 20 or friend
died as he must die-struck at his post.
In the midst of his duties. At the
hospital! this battlefield = X I,who
was with him till the last, am able to
say he went like a brave man, without
a word of regret or a. look behind. In
perfect consciousness, with the con-
viction that renders strong OF having
all his life fought the good fight, OF
having lived and to have died for his
idea. 1t is my duty, cruel but sacred,
to come to this grave to say in your
name, dear friends, and mine, a. last
adieu to this martyr Of science for
whom all humanity weeps.'
A murmur of appreciation ran
through the company, which might
not applaud, and l recalled what
Pierre Andreol had recuunted a mo-
ment ago.
My reflections were br oxen by the
representative Of the Government,
who paid his sincere and feeling trib,
ute to this friend ''of every liberty"
All heads inclined in mute assent. A
municipal counsellor and two old
friends OF college days followed with
words OF faithful affection, and then
the coffin was lowered. Little by lit
tie the crowd passed away by groups,
and I, too, slowly withdrew, when I
saw the lady in black, with pious
and careful devotion, hang a simple
crown on the iron chain that encir-
cled the tomb.
Some one touched me on the shout
der. / turned.
II was looking for you. What are
you doing here?" said Pierre
'l-nothingg-only watching sincere
tears fall"
Pierre led me away. at first az If he