The Sunday morning news., 1891-12-13
DR.. MAR|GOLD.
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per pooK WIN some account OF myself,
SO that through reading specimen or
two OF me on the footboard she might
form an idea of my merits there. was
aware that couldn't do myself Justice.
A man can't write his eye (at least, ]
don't know how toy, nor yet can man
write his voice, nor the rate of his talk,
nor the quickness of his action, nor his
general spicy way. But he can write
his turns Of speech when he is public
speaker, and indeed have heard that
he very often does before he speaks 'e1n
Welll Having formed that resolution
then come the question Of a name
How did hammer that hot iron into
shape? This way The most difficult
explanation had ever had with her was
how came to be called doctor and yet
was no doctor. After all | felt that !
had failed of getting it correctly into
her mind, with my utmost pains. But
trusting to her improvement in the two
years, thought that might trust to
her understanding it when she should
come to read it as put down by my own
hand. Then | thought l would try a
joke with her and watch how it took, by
which of itself might fully judge Of her
understanding it.. We had first discov-
cred the mistake we had dropped into
through her. having asked me to pre-
scribe for her when she had supposed
me to be doctor in q medical point Of
view; SO thinks |, .'Now, If | give this
book the name Of my prescriptions, and
if she catches the idea that my only pre-
scriptions are for her amusement and
interest-to make her langh in a pleasant
way, or to make her cry in pleasant
way--it will be a delightful proof to both
of us that we have got over our diff
Guilty. 1t fell out to absolute perfection.
For when she saw the book as had it
got up-the printed and pressed book
lying ON her desk in her cart and saw the
title, doctor Marigold's Prescriptions,
she looked at me for a moment with as
tonishment, then duttered the leaves.
then broke out a-laughing in the charm
INCEST way, then felt her pulse and shook
her head, then turned the pages pretend
ing to read them most attentive, then
kissed the book to me and put it to her
bosom with both her hands. | never
was better pleased in all my life!
But let me not anticipate. q take
that expression out of lot of romances
! bought for her. never opened
single one of 'em-and l have opened
many but found the romancer saying
'slet me not anticipate" Which being
80, wonder why he did anticipate, or
who asked him to it) Let me not, say,
anticipate. This same book took up all
my spare time. 1t was no play to get
the other articles together in the general
miscellaneous lot, but when it come to
my own article. Therel couldn't have
believed the blotting, nor yet the buck
ling to- at it, nor the patience over it.
Which again is like the footboard. The
public have no idea
At last it was done, and the two years
time was gone after all the other time
before it, and where it's all gone to, who
knows7 The new cart was finished
yellow outside, relieved with wermihon
and brass fttings--the old horse was put
in it, new 'un and a boy being laid on
for the Cheap Jack Garland cleaned
myself up to go and fetch her. Bright,
cold weather it was, cart chimneyE
smoking, carts pitched private on piece
of waste ground over at Wandsworth
where you may see 'em from the Sou
western railway when not upon the road.
Nook out of the right hand window 60
ing DOWN. F' s
.'Marigold," says the gentleman, Civ
ing his hand heartily, II am very glad
to see you"
''Yet have my doubts, sir" says I,
''if you can be half as glad to see me as
am to see YOU 81
''The time has appeared so long-has
it, Marigold?o
Il won't say that, sir, considering its
real length; butt"
What start, my good fellow!"
Aht should think it was! Grown
such a woman. so pretty, SO intelligent,
SO expressive! l knew then that she
must be really like my child, or | could
never have known her, standing quiet
by the door.
''You are affected" says the gentle
man, in kindly manner. s.
II feel sir" says l, s'that am but a
rough chaplin a sleeved waistcoat.
II feel, says the gentleman, that it
was you who raised her from misery and
degradation, and brought her into com
munication with her kind. But why do
we converse alone together, when we can
converse so well with her? Address her
In your own way.
Il ain such a rough chap in sleeved
waistcoat, sir" says |, "and she is such
graceful woman and she stands so quiet
at the door,
TRY if she moves at the old sign,"
says the gentleman.
They had got it up together o. purpose
to please mel For when give her the
old sign she rushed to my feet and
dropped upon her knees, holding up her
hands to me with pouring tears of love
and Joy; and when took her hands and
lifted her she clasped me round the neck
and lay there, and don't know what a
fool L didn't make OF myself until we all
three settled down into talking without
sound, as If there was II something soft
and pleasant spread over the whole world
for us.
So every item of my plan was crowned