Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1891-03-27


from ANY revealed yearning on my part,
but had arrived at it from the perusal of
certain literature of parochial tendency,
which WAS the one brand obtainable at the
local library, and which is wont most just
ly, perhaps, to portray the country doctor
as one who has pOached on the graces of
the angels to blend the spoils within his
visiting frOck coat.
In the furtherance of her desire / fear
she cruelty deprived herself, but | tried to
make up for this afterward, So | recited
10 my aunt's medical attendant, and sub
sequently, on one memorable autumn even
ing, | foInl myself with ten or dozen
other young fellows in a scant little par
Tor in retired little street in Phladel-
phia. We were being addressed by wiry,
attenuated gentleman in spectacles, who
was reputed for his skill in preparing raw
material for the profession, or rather for
the examinations.
you are aware, gentlemen" he said, as
be took thin, white, shelllike substance
from box Of cotton. that the temporal
bone, situated at the lateral middle and
inferior part of the skull, is divided into
the sIuamous mlstoid and petrous por
lions. The squam"-
The speaker was interrupted here by
servant with letter. The letter was for
me, from well known lawyer, calling, Inc
instantly home on urgent business. The
beauties of the temporal bone were rudely
snatched from me, and the charms of the
winged sphenoid lowering in succession
would never shed peace upon my pillow
a distant relative was dead, man almost
unheard of by me, who had bequcathed me
his fortune. am an old man now and |
suppose | may be classed with Travelled
Americans. If so, | claim brotherhood
with those who have journeyed at inter
walls obedient 10 opportunity or whm. In
this wa" | have seen much of my own
country and quite n little of some others.
Thus, late one Saturday night years ago,
found myself at Honiton, that fine mar
ket town of Devonshre, famous for its
lace, which is conjured from their round
pillows by the bright girls of the neighbor-
ing villages. 1t was spring, and wished
to see the queen of English counties in her
Vernal robes. At my inn some strolling
players were dispensing after ii long winter
circuit The play was over, and many Of
the town folk were scattered over the
bowling alley, which had been turned into
theatre, aud were chatting pleasantly
with the company. Mr.. Victor Bivens,
manager; Mr.. Percy Brace, tragedian, and
Mr.. Willis Mountedgcumbe, general util-
aJy, were aHaDlllIy luSell as they qua1ed
sundry beverages with sundry young gen
tlemen who fingered in hospitable mood to
chat with Nine. Eyangeline Bivens, and
whisper sweet farewells to the Misses
l1eoDOra We're and Byzantine Waverly, ere
those histronic charmers withdrew to fry
the beefateaks and onions, and broil the
sausages, and mash the potatoes for the
breaking up supper.
"Why, Lee. old fellow, you won't leave
hIs tonight; you will stay to supper" said
Manager Bivens, as young man passed
tamong the people, shaking hands and
speaking pleasant words. Clearly he was
"a favorite with the players, for many and
hearty were the wishes he would stay. He
axcused himself, and approaching me-