Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-03-14


to the tables as not"
"Well, I'd be mortal obliged to you
If you would" said Mrs. McCray,
with a great sigh of relief. ''Here' s
one O. my big white itchen aprons to
tie over your black serge dress, SO it
won't be spilled; and you II find Wong
See very teachable and docile."
So that Miss Pennypacker was flying
around presently in the neat, cool
rooms of the railway restaurant, where
long tables, draped whith white, were
decorated with evergreen and holly
berries, and the glass and crockery,
albeit of the coarsest, was sparkling
and clean.
The Blue Gu!ch meal station, as Mrs.
McCray told Thankful, was celebrated
all along the line for its pigeon pies,
its toothsome waffles, and its dainty
bits of home made cookery.
"And now you're here to sort o keep
Wong See Strengthened up, said she; ~
can give my whole mind to the wafi1es. I"
A keen wind bowling down the rail-
way cut; cloud of drifting snow,
sharper than needles and pins; and
then the shrek of the train. Wong
See djusted his clean white tunic and
rubbed his hands.
'Supper alice readee," said he.
'MIissee Cray she got waffle all cookee."
"Och, the haythen ChinecW said
Bridget, In her den behind the tea and
coffee holder, as she scowled unut-
terable things at the smiling Celes tial.
The passengers rushed with one ac-
cord for the warm, cozy, savory- smell
ing dining-room, for the fame of the
Blue Gu!ch wafiles had penetrated far
and wide-when all of a ulden there
was an exclamation, pause, confu-
sion.
''What is it7' SAID Thankful, who,
with swift hands, was carrying tea and
coffee this way and that.
"a gentleman has slipped on the icy
car step" said Mrs. MeCray. Il
reckon likely he's broke his leg or arm
or something. Here, Miss Penny nypacl<er;
you come to the waffle-irons I'll Just
stop and see what tho trouble is. Nc
Cay amt never on hand at an emer-
gency."
When the train had gone, the hurt
passenger lay in little white curtained
room up stairs.
Doctor FELTON, had set his broker
arm and bandaged his sprained ankle.
eff you have moderately good luck
said he, '.you need not be detained
more than two or three weeks. And
the people here are very kindly and re-
spectacle. They'll make you fairly
comfortable. you'll find."
The wayfarer uttered groan, but
there was no appeal. On all the earth
there is no autocrat like country doc
tor.
Mrs. McCray was kind and motherly.
Wong See, with his little almond
shaped eyes and perpetual smile, proved
to be capital nurse; and after little
tho patient got uied to his captivity.
"Who is that I hear singing down
stairs at timesi' he asked, one day.
"Wel," said Mrs. McCray, ''it's our
Bridget. Does she disturb you7 She
will keep singing Nora, My Nora, say
what you will, and"
mo, it isn't that howl" said the
sick man, with shu lder. ''Its some
one singing bits out of the 'Trovatore'
little sweet trills and runs like
nightingale"
"Ohl' said Mrs. McCray. Ireckon
that Thankful"
''And who is Thank full"
'Miss Pennypacker. My sisters
husbands uncle's cousin, that came all
the way from the State O Vermont to
teach deestrick school, and when she
got here another woman gobbed it up
the sitooation, mean"
"Ohp sad the invalid. .'Yes,
thank you, Mrs. McCrayl If QUILL put
the lemonade pitcher on the table, l
can reach it myself"
The big Michigan rose on the porch
of the Todd farmhouse was all in BIOS
som when Doctor Lothair came at last
to make the long promised visit to his
friend, Doctor Jennings.
"Bnt it Amino usel' sighed Mrs.
Todd to Electra, her daughter. sHe's