The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1890-11-28
.eBless me,r said Mrs. Deane.

"A medical demonstrator." said Miss
Murgotroyd. IAN anatomist- A man
| that deals in-dead bodies-'
'Tmpossible." cried Mrs. Deane, with
the needle sticking straight into tho
toes of the lawyers best blue yarn
| stockings
'Ah!" sighed Miss Murgatroyd, with
a little hysterical catching for breath,
'it's all very we'll to say impossible
| but saw 'em myself / was just pass
! ing by, on my way to the Dorcas meet
| ing, when 1 saw the wagon drive up,
all full of things Every possible piece
| of furniture you could dream of.
Reclining-chairs. glass-cases, velvet
Hes going to open an apOthecary's
| shop in connection with his business"
| exclaimed Mrs. Deane.
And at the very bottom, my dear,
! just wrapped in sheets, were two poor
| corpses!~ melodramatically exclaimed
Miss Murgatroyd.
Mrs. d eane's jaw dropped. "Are you
| quite Sure?" she asked.
II saw their poor, pale faces myself"
| replied Miss Melinda 1.-The wretch
hadn't even the decency to cover them"
well, 1 neverr' said Mrs. Deane.
This ought to be seen to- Dykeville
| Isn't place to countenance such iniqui-
| ties III let Deane know right of.
He's smoking his pipo in his oftice, snug
and handy"
And III step ovor TO Hunters and
mention the thing to Squire Goshawk
on the way" excitedly cried Miss Me-
linda with the sensation of q modern
! Joan of Arc.
DIR. Virgins had had a hard time
m owing his worldly goods from the
freight depot OF the Boxtown & Dyke
vile railway. His skeleton had become
disarticulated, and tho manikin had
been doubled up under a torty-pound
! donlijohn of carbolic acid and hopeless
| ly ruined. The bottlea were broken in
his case of best Otard brandy; he
couldn't find his amputating instru-
| mcna, and his favoyite moersshaum
had cracked in two pieces.
iii bc hanged if ever you catch me
moving again!" he fervently calculated
he sat down to eat some bread and
meat out of q paper in front Of smoky
fire and drink cold coffee from tin can
which leaked. And Just then there
came a SolemR tap-tap 1T his door.
'My first patient" thought DR.. Wig
gins, hidiRg tho bread and meat behind
a medical encyclopaedia and hurrying to
open the door.
There stood three tall men-Leon-
idas Hunter, Squire William Goshawk
and Mr.. Deane.
walk in, gentlemen; walk in, = said
the doctor, and he rubbed his hands and
looked at them with an air of smiling
expectancy. In what way can / servo
you this cvening?'
Sir" said Squire Goshawk. were
peaceable and law-abiding populace
here, but there are some things which
human flesh and blood can't stand"
And this is one of f'em," sputtercd Mr..
Deanc.
"We can't allow it." said Leenidas
Hunter.
You must other leave Dykeville or =
abandon that branch of your profess
sion.p said Mr.. Desne-
And the sooner you understand this
fact the better" added Squire Goshawk,
with dignity.
All the while they spoke, the eyes OF
the three inquisiters were wandering
around the room in o restless, erratic
sort of way, which struck the doctor
with amazemcnt
.'Gentlemen." said he; "what on earth
do you mean|
Where are they?" said Squire Cos
hawk.
u don't know what you're talking
about" said DIR. Wiggina
No equivoques, SIR" ssernly uttered
Mr.. Deane. ''You are greatly mistaken
if you think that the criminal law will
not reach you"
I'VE allude, SIR" said Leonidas Hunt
er, TO the bodies"
a.id Dr WI
Como" said the lawyer, this won't
go DOWN. They were seen to be carried
into this house, wrapped in white
sheets, in tho broad light of-ot-" he
was going to say day" but corrected
himself by adding: 1.-The strect-lamps,r
'Ohv said DIR. Virgins, light break
ing in upon tho troubled darkness of
his brain. "O-o-bi Yes! Exactly. /
underestimate
And then DIR. WiggiD, fell back into
the dislocsted chair, and lang he'd until
he was purple in tho faco.
Hal ha! hal" he chu ckled. They're
downstairs! Hal ha! ha! Come and
look At themi'
The man is devoid Of natural feel
ing" thought the three gentlemen
But they accom- panied him downstairs
TO the big store, where heaps of boxes,
bales and drapcries lay about, and,
standing up against the counter, the
scnselcss faces of two life-sized wooden
figures simpcred at them!
They belong TO Miss Mix, the mill
iner who has rented the store of me-"
aid DIR. Wiggins. ITO put in the win
dow, you know, with fashionable gowns
and spring bonnets on EN-! And you
really believed they were dead bodies?
Ha, ha, hal IIa, ha, hal"
And off went DIR. Wiggins into fresh
paroXysm of laughter, in which the
three gentlemen Joined bat feebly.
There was a joke in the matter, un-
doubtedly, but they didn't see it
Miss Mix ''opened" the next day
with a fine assortment of seasonabls
goods; and by the noon train Mrs. Wig
gins and the six little Wigginses ar
rived. And the feminine neighborhooC
has ceased to take any interest in tn,
affairs of the newcomers; and Squire
Goshawk, Mr.. Deane and Leonidas Hun
ter unanimously say:
I'VE guess the ladies will know II
the next time ,ce are induced to meddie
in other peoples business!"-Amy Ran
dolph y. n. Y. Ledger.
Mixture to Make q Hole.
Sometimes" writes a correspondent
of a trade paper, II have had to make