Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1892-01-09

him that Father always fell i'll so OPP
! yortunely, and recovered with such sur
prisi1g readiness whenever he found that
| illness was announcement" They both
/ laughed. but a quick sense Of remorse
smote the girl when on the return they
saw lights glancing about the house
heard a mln-servant on horse go
tearing after the doctor, and Mrs. Bolton
met them with
"Oh, Nelly, your iather is dying, dglngl
| Ii is judgment on us for our wicked
doubling at him this afternoon Q, can
never, never forgive myself
But when Nelly, followed by Rob, enter.
ed the 6arkened room where her father la
the color came back to her cheeks and her
eyes lost their look of horror, for with
singular laundering Rob picked up the
shaded lamp and, turning the wick TO It's
greatest height, let the bright stream Of
! hight tall right on the sufferer face, so
that his daughter saw that the dying
mans countenance was still very healtnily
tinted
"Oh, oh, ohv' groaned Mr.. Bolton.
Turn that lamp down! Is that you,
Nelly, daughter? Well, kiss your poor
father and tell him good bye. Oh, oh!'
Here, you are going to faint, Miss
Nelly. Go out In the fresh air at once,
said Bob, and as the door closed on the
girl turned to Mr.. Bolton with Poor
girl And she to be married so soon to
Joe Bannerl Your death will put her
wedding eff, won't it?"
What yelled Mr., Bolton, forgetting
to groan and sitting up in bed zoe
| Banner! Not if have TO kill him.
The Banners and Betons hated each
other as only people in small places and
over small matters have time to. HAS
such thing been going on behind my
back? l'll-lll--"
"Oh, don't dear" interposed poor Mrs
Bolton. "You will injure Yourself Lie
quiet till the doctor comes. | am sure Rob
is mistaken about Joe Banner. Why,
Nelly never speaks to him, and besides,
she and Rob are"
Here's the doctor" exclaimed Rob,
rushing to open the door and cutting Mrs.
Bolton short in her explanation. Or.
Lester came In, looking spiciously grave,
for there was a very inconsistent twinkle
in his eyes He felt Mr.. B9tons pulse
and looked graver still, while the twinkle
fairly set his eyes to dancing, and then,
with certain reluctance in his voice,
said:
Il must not conceal from you, my dear
sir, that you are suffering from cerebro-
spinal meningitis, combined with acne
mia of the medulIa.oblongata How is it
Won never consulted me about it before ?
Didn't suspect it2'
Moo, said the patient, looking scared
and white. Doctor will-will tit
be tatal?'
The doctor tlrned first and requested
Mrs. Bolton and Rob to leave the room, |
which they did, when he addressed him
self to the sick man: 81 feel it my duty to
tell You the truth. You haven one hour
to livew
"Oh, oh, oh! Save me, doctor III
give you $500 TO do it-a thousand dollars
my whole place-anything anything
only save me!
Cant do it, said the doctor, shaking
his head. Face it like man, Beltor. |
DOM trouble about your wife and family. |
Mary's married. Nelly could be to NOR
row, and as for Mrs. Bolton, Marks, the |
widower, said yesterday she was the
han isomest woman still in the county. |
and that if she was only rid OF you he d |
ask her the day after the funeral,
What shrieke1 the dying man, fling.
ing himself out of bed, and dancing over |
the floor as if it was red hot. 40 Jericho |
with my cerebro- spiting whatever you cal
it, and my oblong medal Die! No, I'll |
not die, nor for a hundred years. You
make tracks, DR.. Lester, this minutel IN |
tired Of your bread pills. Yes, they were
bread, and | knew / all along. The idea |
of a mans wife and daughter planning, |
aye building on his death, and proposing |
before the breath's out of his body TO dance
over his body!"
Here Mr., Bolton grew little mixed in
his language, but he knew what ne meant, |
aud that was all that was necessary. It
was hours before he could be got to quiet |
Gown, and days before he ceased to grow
inarticulate and mysterious threats direct /
ed against no one could quite gather
whom. But from that time on, Mr.. Bel |
ton has never complained of an ache or
pain, and fercely disclaimed feeling even