Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-04-05

And rccctr6d from the hGRdS o. uh"t
haired gentleman his unl;nolcn bride
He was anxious also about the patient
he had been compelled to leave in the
care of an inexperienced young fellow,
downy with graduation honors and self
confidence, whom he had picked up in
the office of the hotel. The case was so
serious that the least Encouragement
might precipitate the result.
Held aloof by preoccupation, Royal
failed TO appreciate or even note the
grand uplifting of the country round
about, the exquisite tracery of the win
ter forest, the delicate hue of the sky,
or the wonderful harmony of tone given
| by the shading of earth and rocks, tree
stems and fading vegetation. Even the
quick leap of brook escaped bin, and
the grace of the curve with which, like
queens obeiSance TO a rival power, 1t
turned aside from the embankment OF
the railway and pursued its lovely, muir
murouS journey down the mountain.
Higher up the road ran at the foot OF
cliffs covered with laurel and scrub pine
and cedar. whose gray powders jutted
/ up through dark mold and the brown
ness of fallen leaves, relieved and bright
ened here and there by patches of par
tridgeberry and teaberry vines, Which
grew low, and showed vivid scarlet
against dark green, where birds and
rabbits had left the fruit ungathered.
! Against the rocks, in sheltered hooks,
where the wind could not deSpoil them,
were long trails OF bramble vines and
poison oak holding branches Of dark
purple berries and tufts Of crimson
/ leaves,
Through a long cutting, whose sides
showed the presence of iron ore, the
train steamed out into a broad valley,
and drew up at small station with de-
ceitful briSkneSS and a self laudatory
whistle OF accomplished duty. Royal
/ lost no time in transferring himself and
/ his impotence 10 the station platform.
Anybody here for DR.. Royal?'
The question was imperSonaIly ad-
dressed 10 a little lot of loungerS, and
Royal paused for a reply, wondering
what the dickens he should do If thrown
on his own resources.
A thickSet man in 4 gray Overcoat
copiouSly patched with blue-a relic of
secession Observation-Disclosures to
meet him.
You're DR.. Royal yersei, | reckon.
Amt you?" he questioned.
Royal nodded and the man extended
his hand with great cOrdiality.
Ozone forget me, | reckon, doctor,
but amt forgot you. We all used to
hunt an fish together back yonder befo'
YOU went to school. My names jim
Dodson: that'l fix you, reckon. Hurry
right along. You amt got time to talk
now, know, an well hitch up them six
wears arter a while. Come this away.
Souire Brandon sent the buggy, an Spot
driv: but that mar o his'n can't abide
engines, mother she don't like strangers,
so Spot he hilt her here behind the de-
pot an axed me to look out fur you
He tilted up his hat brim and cast an
observing eye skyward Royal per
ceiyed the mans mistake, but had not
time To rectify it. Behind the station
stood a buggy, mud SplaShed and UNI
tidy. but strong and Serviceable; be-
tween the shafts was dark bay with a
good deal of white to her eye and APP
parently considerable go in her. n gen
tlemanly lad of fourteen or thereabout
stood at her head and glanced anXiouSly
toward the train. At sight Of Royal his
cOuntenance cleared and he accoSted
him cheerily:
IAN right, doctor. How are you:
jump right i'm. | thought Judgment day
would beat that train coming. Halo,
| forgot about the Occident, Here, Jim,
stand by her head, please, while | help
DR.. Royal in. We've got to make
tracks
"You have that" observed a by
stander. The whole group had followed
Royal round the station, and appeared
fully aware of the situation and deeply
interested In ii.
Filled with amusement, and feeling
hypocritical, Royal declined the boys
Drofferei shoulder and took his place in
the buggy. SpotSwood sprang in beside
him. gathered up the rains, and they
were off. followed by Il shout from Jim
Dodson:
make her everlastln' toddle, Spots
wood, The suns a-clamberin' up toardS
the list mighty rapid. If you don't step
out peart, - o'clock will ketch you-all
gwine."
II reckon not. the boy shouted back,
"Clipper knows how to travel.
Then he turned with Il reaSSuring an
to Royal: Don't you fret, doctor,
Wen make it, now I've got you behind
Clipper. shook in my shoes though
awhile back. that COMPOUNDED train
dawdled so. 1t looked like fate was
dead against you.
"Why don't somebody report those
trainmen?" demanded Royal. still IN
censed over his delay and longing t.
punish somebody.
The boy laughed. Where's the use?'
he demanded in his turn. They've go'
monopoly, and complaints would 60 III
AZ one ear and out al the other. They