Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1891-08-27
MARY CLARIIONT, NJ. D.
Her Profession Is Husband and
Home to Her Now.

When Mary Clarimont's engagement
was proclaimed to the world there en-
sued a general expression of surprise.
Miss ClarimOnt was one-and-twenty,
a tall, imperial beauty, with dewy
black eyes, a skin as fresh as damasl1
roses, and dark brown hair coiled in
shining bands at the back of her head.
Moreover, Miss Clarimont had sea
reer" before her. She had Just gradu-
ated from Medfeld Medical university,
and taken out her diploma as an NJ. d.
"And only to think of it, said Aunt
10, bursting into tears of vexation and
disappointment, that she must needs
go and ruin all her prospects by getting
engaged to Harry NARROW, down in
New York;
1T does seem strange, Aunt 10,
when sit down and think of it," said
DIR. Mary, laughing and blushing. "SiX
months ago my profession was all
the world to me. l neither wished nor
cared for anything outside its limits.
The future was all mapped out before
me without let or hindrance; and
now"
"Humphr' growled Aunt 10. ''Any
brainless idiot can get married and
keep a mans house and mend his shirts
for him, but you were made for some
thing higher and more dignified, Mary
Mary's dew-bright eyes sparkled.
"Higher, Aunt Jo?'' said she. 'More
dignifed? There you are mistaken.
There is no higher or more dignified
lot in life than that of the true wife of
a noble husband"
"FiddlesticksI' said Aunt 10. "As
if every poor fool who was dazzled by
the glitter of a wedding ring didn't say
the same thing! You've disappointed
me, Mary Clarimont, and I'm ashamed
of you, and that is the long and short
of it."
Dear Aunt Jo," said she, 81 shall
not let my sword and shield rust, be-
lieve me. Harry has only his own tai
ents to advance him in the world, and
it will be at least a year before we
shall be ready to marry. In the mean
time 1 shall accept the post of visiting
physician to the Aldenbury almshouse
and practice my profession, just the
same as if there were no engagement. 5"
81 wish to goodness there wasn't, u
said Aunt 10. 81 tell you what, Mary
1 don't fancy that smiling, smooth
tongued young man of yours, and
never shall"
Still DIR. Mary Clarimont kept her
temper.
Il am sorry, Aunt Jo," she said,
pleasantly. But hope you will even
tually change your mind.
Il used to keep thread and needle
store when was young woman" re-
marked Aunt Jo, dryly, ''and 1 always
could tell the ring of a counterfeit half
dollar when a customer laid it on the
counter. I could then, and 1 can now
and 1 tell you what, Mary, there's
base metal about Harry NARROW"
DIR. Mary bit her lip.
perhaps. We will not discuss the
subject further, Aunt Jo," she said,
with quiet dignity, and the old lady
said no more.
AUNT 10 is wrong" persisted the
pretty young NJ. D. to herself.
MARY is making fool of herselfl''
thought Aunt Jo-
Aldenbury was pretty manufactur-
ing village, with main street shaded
by outrageous naples, ''west end, y
where people who had made their
fortunes lived comfortably in roomy
old houses, surrounded by velvet lawns
and terraced gardens, and an ''east
end, where people fought desperately
and not always successfully TO keep
body and soul together on the merest
pittance-
And a little way out of the village
the almshouses, built and endowed by
a certain smuggling sea captain,
whose conscience had pricked him dur
ing his latter days, raised their gray
stone gables to the sky and made
a picturesque background to the land
scape.
DR. Mary Clarimont made something
of a sensation at Aldenbury. Up to
this time all the resident NJ. DIS had
been stufy old gentlemen with wigs OF
pert young ones with eyeglasses.
A beautiful young lady who wrote
prescriptions and compounded pills and
potions was a novelty in the town, and
by no means q disagreeable one Peo
pie rather liked the idea, once they haC
convinced themselves that the lady doc
tor understood herself and her pa
ticnts
And the poor old people at the aims
lhuuseFrew to love Or. Mary and. lister