The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1891-12-24

speopaclss or the gun. When had come
70 ehab conclusion, come to another,
whieh shall likewise be yours.
often had regretted that she never
mad heard me on the footboard, and that
she never could hear me. 1t amt that I
ana vain, but that you don't like to put
your own light under bushel. What's
the worth OF your reputation If you can't
convey the reason for 1t to the person
you most wish TO value it? Now I'll put
1t to you. Is it worth sixpence, fppence,
fourpence, threepence, twopence, PEN
ny, halfpenny, farthing? No, it amt.
Not worth a farthing. Very well then.
My conclusion was that / would begin
her book with 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 I couldn't do myself justice.
A man can't write his eye lat least I
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 'em.
Well! 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 I might trust to
her understanding it when she should
come to read it as put down by my own
hand. Then I thought / would try
joke with her and watch how it took. by
which of itself might fully judge of her
understanding it. We had first discoy-
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 medical point of
view; so thinks /, Snow, if I 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 laugh in pleasant
way, or to make her cry in a pleasant
way-it will be 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 moment with as
constituent, then futtered 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. I never
was better pleased in all my life!
But let me not anticipate. q take
that expression out of lot of romances
4 bought for her. l never opened a
single one of 'em-and I have opened
inany-but found the ronancer saving
ftlet me not anticipate" Which being
SO, 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. There! 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
knows? The new cart was finished
yellow outside, relieved with wermilion
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 chimneys
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.
look out of the right hand window go
ing DOWN.
"Marigold," says the gentleman, Civ
Ing his hand heartily, 81 am very glad
to see YOU"
.Yet have my doubts, SIR" says 1,
''if you can be haH as glad to see me as I
am to see you"
''The time has appeared SO long-has
1t, Marigold?"
81 won't say that, sir, considering it's
real length; butt
''What a start, my good fellowr'
Ali should think it was! Grown
such woman. SO pretty, so intelligent,
30 expressive! I knew then that she
must be really like my child, or l could
never have known her, standing quiet
by the door.
"You are affected" says the gentle
nan, in a kindly manner.
81 feel SIR" says 1, ''that am but a
rough chap in sleeved waistcoat."
81 feel,' says the gentleman, ''that it
was you who raised her from misery and
degradation, and brought her into COM
with her kind. But why do
We converse alone together, when we can
converse so well with her? Address her
n your own way"
Il am such rough chap in sleeved
sir" says 1, sand she is such
graceful woman, and she stands so quiet
1t the door,"
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