Arizona republican., 1892-01-19

Yorkshire coal district.
 It is arough class of people with whom general practitioner generally has to deal in such a district, though there are some very bis swells in the neighbor- hood to be sure. Still, as is always the case in life among the toughest and most uncouth, one sometimes finds gentle flower.
 Such a sweet exception was little Elsie Underhill, to whose bedside was called professionally on the evening of Nov. g, 1873. It is a long while ago, and doubt much if any of the persons connected with the little story l am about to tell Should any of them still be surviving) will remember Dr. Newman. At any rate, not one of those who knew me will be hurt, and the one person against whom shall have much to say is so mean and contemptible in my opinion that care little for his. .s.
 It was a poor little home was called to iR Church street, where Elsie's parents lived, but very different from the dirty, carelessly kept cottages and small houses in the vicinity. But am not going to weary you with description. l was met by the dear, old, kindly faced moth- CT at the door, where, before taking me up stairs to the tiny room where lay her suffering daughter, she told me some thing of her history.
 Elsie was only just turned nineteen, but she had already made herself a repu- tation which was honorable and en- nobling. The years before, when just turned sixteen, being pretty and well developed girl, with more than the aver age amount of intelligence, she bad ob- tained an engagement at the local thea ter, where she had appeared in the char acter of Jeanie Deans in Andrew Halli- days adaptation of Sir Walter Scott's novel, "The Heart of Midlothian" She had attracted great deal of attention. The local correspondent of "a London theatrical paper, The Hornet, then the propfr@v of Stephen Fiske, had spoken highly or'aer, and more than one Lon- don managef<sad visited Rotherham to See her act. There were stock com panies in those days.
 Among the many young fellows who had become infatuated by her beauty was one Horace Wilmington, the son of physician in Sheffield, very rich man. This young mans attentions were very marked. He obtained an introduction to the young girls parents, and through them to Elsie. And then he began a serious courtship.
 In every way his manner and appar- ent object were decidedly honorable. Only oue thing he omitted-he did not take her to his own home.
 In order to be near the man who had completely won her heart, she refused more than one lucrative offer to go to London, where she would have at once been on the high road to fame, and ac- cepted an engagement at the Sheffield Theater Royal, which being close to her own home she could also reach very easily. Here her opportunities were wider than in Rotherham, it is true, and here she succeeded in increasing her al- ready high reputation. She remained in Sheffield two seasons, playing during the summer series of travelling engage ments throughout the northern counties.
 Then came a proposal from a great , London manager which was so good that she could not afford to neglect it. Her aged mother went with her to the city of smoke and fog, and in Septem- Der, 1873, she made her debut before a London audience at the Princess the ater. Less than month later her health entirely gave way and she found it necessary to throw up her engagement and return with her mother to the little home in Rotterdam in which she had breathed her earliest breath.
 So much her mother told me, then took me up to see her daughter.
 Did say just now that she was suffer ing? That was hardly the case. She was dying of rapid consumption. She was too weak to suffer much physically, but the broken heart was giving her ex- quisite torture
 Such a lovely girl l have rarely seen. Brown curling hair swept back from the sweet face and long dark lashes shaded the blue gray eyes that were all intelli- gence and had been wont to fill her au- diences with blind enthusiasm.
 The little room in which she lay was filled with delicate feminine knick- knacks, "reminiscences of her favorite roles, souvenirs of her professional friends, all arranged about the room with gentle, thoughtful love by her stricken mother. But most interesting of all was rather curious thing hang ing above her pillow on the bedpost by a narrow blue ribbon. It was something that would attract the attention of the least observant.
 A large gold split ring, elegantly chased and evidently of antique manu- facture, to which was suspended con- mon copper English penny piece. The combination was so incongruous, so ludicrcus, that could not refrain from taking it in my hand to examine
 "Oh, please don't touch that" ex- claimed the dying girl; 'it is all have"
 Then there was story to it!
 When had prescribed simple pallia- tive for the racking cough and had given instructions for other simple treatment. went down stairs again with tho mother.
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