San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-07-14

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the doctor would I'D long wlnIei
horse and good goer for the fourishing
practice she anticipated for him through
Drayton Spurs and Deadman'S Hollow
and many outlying places, where there
were believers in the little pill theory
who would yet rise up and call him
blessed.
The scattering calls the doctor re-
ceived III those first weeks made the
whole house palpitate with sympathetic
excitelS Mt. If the sharp, snappy little
door bell rang at meal time they all
| started and looked at the young man at
the head of the table. \ slow. collect
i've smile expanded on the composite
cOuntenance of the Holmes family.
Even old Gran'ther Bissell, deaf as he
was, heard it in the kitchen, and Mrs.
BiSsell glOwed as she busted herself dish
ing up the vegetables Bridget was to
| carry into the dining room. and, if pos
sible, Anne was roster tLan her won't.
There was no end of joking at the table
aboIt the good eight hours of sleep the
doctor enjoyed nightly.
Il sha'n't feel at all satisfied" said
Anne, beaming on him across the board,
until our bell wire is broken three or
four times a week by country boys rid
ing wild colts bareback to summon the
doctor in hot haste for some old woman
with the toothache."
eff you expect me to do the repairing
it may cost more than get in fees"
"Oh, l guess we can afford a few re-
pairs, retorted Anne. for the glory of
the thing. We expect our doctor to
have the biggest practice of anybody in
town"
"Our doctorr' Miss Carver repeated
the words with her mouth pursed up in
Il quicker of disapproval that afternoon,
as she sat with her friend, the Widow
Harkaway, cooling off after her walk,
with her bonnet strings united. You'd
| think to hear them talk they had pre-
empted him and were dividing him up
| into quarter sections for their own ex-
| elusive use"
There were moments when Miss Car
yer had ''slumped" through in her origi-
nal grim determination to suspect the
doctor of possessing snowy but untrust
worthy qualities. She was like one of
those sugar" days in early spring that
thaw at noon and freeze overnight
Just now it was frosty weather.
The Widow Harkaway was often i'll
so sensitive n state of mind about the 60
ings on of her neighbors, and the wick
ed of the world in general, that she felt
forced to sit with her eyes shut. Now
her eyes were sealed, and the lids quiv-
cred with reprobation.
II did think of calling him in for my
lumbagO," she began 10 disparaging
tone of voice, "but | have to conclude
from what | have heard that he is very
reprehcnl - 1ersOn. 1t has leaked out
through Mary French that he is engaged
to one of her schoolmates at Smith col
lege, has been engaged year or more,
and now he has cTep' in here at Little
field and KEEP it all hushed up and gone
to flirting hammer and tongs with Anne
Bissell.'
Engaged" whistled Miss Carver
through the gap made by the loss Of one
of her incisors, which the dentists art
had not yet repaired. We'll, never!
And he's been sailing along under false
colors, hiding it away as if it was some
thing to be ashamed of. | guess Anne
will feel as if she had took hold Of a live
electric wire when she hears this news
You'll feel it your duty to let her
know, Susan and the Widow Hank
away opened her little cats eyes and
fixed them on her friend.
"What would you do if you were in
my place, Ruth
"Oh, | sha'n't interfere, Susan re-
sponded Mrs. Harkaway in her deep gut
tural; Il would not deprive you Of the
pleasure
You seem to imply that am a Cos
sipy person, Ruth, and the Lord knows
if there's anything hate it's gossip
81 don't imply anything" returned
Mrs. Harkaway sturdily. Il always go
on facts"
The two friends often had little tilfs
owing to the douches Of free speech the
widow would insist on pouring out on
Miss Carver's head for her souls good.
Now she went out with a little red spot
burning high up on either cheek
Anne Bissell was in the little parlor,
which, though cheaply and plainly fur
nished, had that harmony of color and
artistic touch Anne impaired to every
thing with which she had to do. Her
girlish brightness and bloom seemed to
pervade the place and transform it into
low toned background for her beauty.
She was busy sewing on pale blue gown
of some thin wooden stuff, putting the
iiG sleexas-.and DuttinGin wi:ta lace at
To Re Continued.