Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-09-25

6umed.
He fought the symptoms brayely, but.
Daily was fill u terrorx II the change I'M
hinhs r. grew baggard nd restless, op.;
preaed with val que. fears Sof, loss of srea-i
sbn Rnds really s~arsring great physical
pain.
At last, much against his will, he al
lowed Daisy to call in the family physi-
clan, whose only advice was simple, but
strongly urged, consisting of -only two
words, perfect rest.
"The Brain is overworked," he ex-
claimed, "and no medicine will avail
while he persists in study and practice.
Get him away if you can. Hm--this is
Maya good time for country trip.
Take him to the country. Mrs. Hill.
Wharton rebelled. 1t was ruin to
his office, where cases IF Importance
were in his hands. lie must work or
they might all starve He would de-
cline some of the practice offered him;
would take little trips during the sum-
mer; would, in short. temporize.
And then Daisy-little brown eyed
Dasy-whOse voice was rs soft as flute,
who was scarcely larger than a we'll
grown child of IL. put her foot down!
Such mite of foot! 1t was absurd to
imagine that it had any weight in the
worlds machinery; but 1t was down, and
Daisy kept it there. Tom was lawyer,
and Tom could take Wharton's cases for
the summer months. There was her
farm-a poor place, to be sure, but at
least house, and with some furniture
in it, and surrounded by beautiful seem
cry, possessing purest air and water
With 5000 year they would not starve,
and there was nest egg in the bank in
case of an emergency.
Wharton pshawed! Wharton fumed
All in vain. Resolute little Daisy packed
trunks, arranged the household, engaged
a half grown girl to accompany them as
child's nurse, and enlisted the entire
Trueman family on her side.
And Wharton, finding those queer
feelings in his head increasing, the dizzy
spells becoming more frequent, finally
submitted to fate, in the person of Daisy,
explained the various points at issue to
Tom Trueman, and, accompanied by
wife, child. and nurse, took up his
journey to Corn's Mill. 1t was early
morning when rickety old wagon con-
tanning the party and baggage entered an
enclosure that had once been fence,
and the family took possession of Daisy's
farm. 4....
The prospect was not encouraging.
The house had not improved in years of
emptiness and neglect, and even Daisy's
brave heart sank as she looked at the
broken roof, the tumble down doors, and
shaky windows. But she only said,
covering her 1dismay with a cheerful
smile: ,.- NIX.
I'VE are here, and we must make the
bestfof i'll"
af Jennie, the nurse, proved treasure,
and the women were soon busy putting
things to rights, while Wharton took
Tom on an exploring expedition over the
estate, a., tr .tt.'s
There was a queer look in his eyes
when he came back just in time for din.
ner, but he simply remarked:
u can't quite trust my own head yet,
Daisy; but isn't there postotfice at
Corn's Mill ?r Ta.s.t a."t
Yes; the mail goes out twice week. y"
Give me a sheet Of paper and an en-
velope, like DEAR" -.
Nov, Wharton, that is not resting"
"II only write dozen lines, DEAR"
The dozen lines being written and
posted Wharton seemed to find an UNI
failing source Of amusement rowing
about the farm, poking holes in the
ground with short cane, often kneel-
ing down to examine the earth SO turned
over Daisy limited ut planting some
vegetables, although she added, de-
spondently:
II don't suppose they will grow if we
do" sH'
"Never mind the pease and beans now,
love; wait until we have an answer to
my letter, replied her husband.
A week later, when June was young,
the answer came in the person of two
men--one white haired and absent
minded, the other young and emphat-
ically business like. Wharton gave them
cordial welcome, and after partaking of
a substantial luncheon the three men
started out for walk over the farm.
Little Daisy, intensely happy in the
knowledge that Wharton had not
had one dizzy turn since their ar,
rival on the farm. that he had the APP
petite of a ploughboy. and was cheerful
and full of animation, WAS busy baking
"a batch Of pies when the three gentle
men returned to the house. She could
see them from the kitchen window as
they came along the neglected path, and
che noticed that tWharton's eyes were
full of exultation,i his face flushed, hi4'
carriage ereots HID looked as il he had
heard good tidings.- and all three were
talking earnestly and eagerly. y,4 .a
+, Daisy, wondered little, and scorched
one of her pies. While she was carefully
pairing the burned edge or crust the
kitchen door opened, and Wharton, heed
less 81 her big apron and bare arms. ush,
cred In the strangers. "}''-''8 ~ '.,'''-
'4 Mrs. Hill, accept my congratulations