The Emporia weekly news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1881-1889, 1886-01-07
.FRonr THE HosPmAI.


two, and we all know what is promised
to those who receive the angel un-
awaresr'
And MIR. Dibble rubbed his hands and
looked smiliDgly around upon the mem
bers of the Young Ladies' Aid Associa-
ton, while very PreceptibIe murmar
of assent rose up from this aggregate
collection of curls, bangs, frizzed hair,
and crimped laees.
Not damsel in henumber but would
gladly have extended her gracious hos
pitality to the Rev. Felix Amory, who
| was to preach sermon in aid of stHome
Helps and Missions at the VILLAGE
church upon the coming Sunday eve
ming.
''I'm sure" said Miss Lidia Larkspur.
promptly anticipating the crisis, papa
would be most happy to receive the gem
tlemanr'
While all the other ladies looked in
dignantly first at Miss Lidia then at
each other, and whispered, Bold
thingi''
'.Most kind of you to promise it,
am sure" said Mr.. Dibble, and so the
matter was settled, not at all to the gen.
| eral satisfaction.
And Lidia Larkspur went home, and
issued orders that the parlor curtains
6AOu1u Uo HdSuOU anu lFOn6O, ana q
| pound-cake of the richest nature con-
| cocted.
While Kate Duer, the Doctors sister,
who was as fond of young clergymen as
Lidia herself, and would in no wise have
objected to varying the monotony of her
home life with a spice of ecclesiastical
| novelty, returned to her crochet-work
with yawn and general impression
| that life was bore.
1--WE are to have a young lecturer
| from the city in the church on Sunday
| evening"" she said to her brother when
he hustled into dinner.
"EhP' said DR.. Duer, swallowing his
scalding soup; ''are wep By the way,
Kate, there's new case of smallpox
| reported among those hands on the rail-
way enbankment."
'Dear metz said Kate, who was COM
pounding refreshing salad in a carved
wooden bowl; II hope you keep well
Vaccinated, Hugh"
'-Oh, there's no trouble about thatr'
said the doctor; ''only the other pa
tients in the hospital object to such a
case"
81 should think it very likely" said
Kate, with little naoue.
II must try to isolate him some
where" said DR.. Duer thoughtful1y.
SIN one of those stone houses by the
river, perhaps. Old Mrs. Viggers has
had the disease, know"
And then DR.. Duer tasted the salad
and pronounced it first-rate.
Pitcherville was all on the qua Vtre
that day when the doub1e-shotted piece
of tidings flew, on the tongue of popular
rumor, through the town. An actual
smallpox case in their midst, and q
New York to appeal to their sympathies
on behalf of home missions"
81 wonder if it is contagious!' said
old Mrs. McAdam, looking very round
eyed through her spectacles.
''COnta0ious!' said Mrs. EmmonS; sit
ought to find its way into every home in
our village"
'WhatF' cried Mrs. McAdam; "the
smallpox -
mo; certainly not" said Mr. EN-
mons; ''the sympathetic movement In
favor of home missions"
And then everyone laughed. Mrs.
McAdam looked puzzled, and Mrs. En-
mons drew herself up and remarked
/ that ait was very irreverent to laugh at
sacred things"
But Miss Lidia Larkspur, whose father
did not believe in vaccination. and who
| had q mortal horror of the disease
against which the famous Jenner waged
| so successful warfare, was much uou-
bled in her mind.
1--WE always had sort of Fremont
| ton that should fall victim to the
smallpox" sighed she. 81 only wish
| pa would let me be vaccinatedr'
TWAS on sultry August evening, the
| sky full of lurid clouds, the air charged
| with glittering arrows of electricity, and
the big drops beginning to knock at
| Miss Lidiafs door-a most mysterious
tap, as she afterwards declared.
s'Who's thereP" said Miss Lidia, OPEN
| ing it sufficiently to obtain glimpse of
Q tall pale man with pocket-handker-
chief folded turbanwise around his
head.
s.Excuse me-" said this apparition,
shut believe have lost my way. Might
l ask shelter from the shower? l am the
young man from the hospital"
Certainly not" said Miss Lidia, clos
ing the door abruptly in his face, with
little shrek. ''Good gracious! have l
stood face to face with smallpox
caseP"
And then she ran for the servant
and the camphor-bottle, and went into
Mysteries.
Mrs. Printemps lived in the next
house-a picturesque cottage, overhung
with Virginia-creepers, with a little
plaster cast of Cupid in the garden, and
a great many bluehells and carnations
"a Young widow who read all 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 as nineteenth-century preJudiees
would allow her-and she was seated
by the easement. trying to find rhyme
: to suit most unaecommodatlng Inc OF
poetry, when the tall pale stranger ap-
peared under her window, 'for all the
: world as Mrs. Printemps subsequently
/ expressed it, like troubador, or David
Rizzio himself"
0 EXCUSE me, madame" he began
II .sbut am from the hospital, and"
8 s.My goodness mer' calculated Mrs
;. Printemps, jumping to her feet; "hov
: dare you come here and tell me that t.
d my facea Why don't they isolate youP'
II ..Madame-'' said the surprised
9 stranger.
s. banging down her window and boitinl
;. il noisiIv. s.Betsy''-to her girl-'-rul
Is across the meadow to Mrs. Underlay'
u and tell her that the smallpox case
le rampaging all over the country, tTyin
is to get people to let him in, and she ism
to open the door on any account An
stop at Dr.. Duer's and ask him whs
IT, sort of sanitary regulation he calls tn
II kind of thingP"
sTm afraid I'll meet him. mem!
said Betsy, getting behind the sid
40 board; land amt been yaccinated Il
10 seven years, and
q. ..Nonsense!'' said Mrs. Printemp
it eff you go across the pasture-field you
er get there fun five minutes before he doe
X Make haste now.
* Kate Duer was standing in her doc
ne way watching the storm roll grand
:. over the mountain-tops. when the veal
and bewildered traveller opened q
40 gate and came hesitatingiy IN.
Ais II beg your pardon, said he NEE
tn ". ssbuE think there must be som
y. thing singular In my appearance Pc
= ME seem to shut their doors against n
and shun me as If / had the pestilene
8. And cannot End the residence Of y
n DibbIe, the clergyman Would il
ne asking too much Il i were 20 requt
ne permission 10 rest in your porch m
q. the storm Is over? came from the he
-, pifal. and
oh. / understand, 2 said Kate quie
~ You are the smallpox patleI
70 Bat have been yaecinateds and am 2
es afraid Of the disease Ihere IS We
sas comfortable chamber ii the second S
~ y Of the barn. ard Y6u s.lasl
& fully nuEssd ard sAksn ease