The Bossier banner., 1892-04-14

and preposterous failure
to perform her wifely duties, and the
heartless madness of expecting him to
rise from couch of pain and illness to
set churn. He lay and pondered the
thing over. They were evidently grow
ing incredulous on the subject of his
ailments and needed lesson, a severe
one, to bring them back to their allie
glance. In the meanwhile Nelly, lean
ing on her lovers arm, confided to him
that: Father always fell i'll SO oppor-
tunely. and recovered with such sur
prising readiness whenever he found
that illness was inconvenient." They |
both laughed, sbut quick remorse
smote the girl when on their return |
they saw lights glancing about the
house, heard man-servant on horse |
go tearing after the doctor, and Mrs |
Bolton met them with:
'Oh, Nelly, your father is dying, dy
ing! 1t is judgment on us for our
wicked doubling of him this after
noon. Oh, can never, never forgive
myself"
| But when Nelly, followed by Rob,
entered the darkened room where her
father lay 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 light fall right
on the sufferers face, so that his
daughter saw that the dying mans
countenance was still very healthily
tinted.
''Oh, oh, oh!'' groaned Mr.. Bolton.
"rurn that lamp down! Is that you,
Nelly, daughter? Well, kiss your
poor father and tell him good-by. Oh,
oh!''
"Herc, you are going to faint, Miss
= Nelly. Go out in the fresh air at
= once" said Rob, and as the door closed
t on the girl he turned to Mr.. Belton
1 with: Poor grill And she to be mar
S ried so soon TO Joe Banner! Your
o death will put her wedding of, won't
i.?"
"What?" yelled Mr.. Bolton, forget
/, ting to groan and sitting up In pea,
:: Joe Banner! Not if l have to Kill
s him"
IS The Banners and Beltons hated each
a other as only people in small places
> and over small matters have time to
HAS such thing been going on be
is hind my back? I'll-I'll-"
is "Oh, don't, dear!' interposed poo
,e Mrs. Bolton. You will injure your
i'd self. Lie quiet till the doctor comes.
id am sure Rob is mistaken about Jo'
n Banner. Why, Nelly never speaks t.
e. him, and, besides, she and Rob are
i'll Here's the DOCTOR exclaimed Rot
or rushing to open the door and cuttln
Id Mrs. Bolton short in her explanation
DR.. Lester came in looking suspicious
to ly grave, for there was very lncor
IS sistent twinkle in his eyes, lie fel
of Mr.. Belton's pulse and looked grave
ly still, while the twinkle fairly set hi
J." ewes to dancing, and then with eel
if tain reluctance in his voice said:
a 81 must not conceal from you, m
my dear sir, that You are su11ern
vn from cerebro-spinal meningitis con
es bined with Hnemia of the medull
Ter oblongata. How is it you never col
er, suited me before? Didn't suspect it;
III MOO" said the patient, lookir
scared anu DOStoh '--
me it-it-it be fatal?"
ess The doctor turned first and request'
ne Mrs. Bolton and Bob to leave the roor
cal which they did, when he address,
'eo himself to the sick man: II feel 1t n
'ad duty to tell you the truth. You haver
Or one hour to live"
s'Oh! oh, oh! Save me, doctor!
us give you five hundred dollars to do II
a thousand dollars-my whole place
anything-only save me?'
the Cant do it." said the doctor, sha
WI ing his head. "Face it like ma
ON Belton. Don't trouble about your w
MS and family. Mary's. married, Ne
su- could be tomorrow, and as for M
len Relton. Marks, the widower. said y
mis- terdav she was the handsomest WON
MS still in the county, and that II she
ned onlv rid of you he'd ask her the
ere after the funeral.
mo "What!" shrieked the dying mi
7" fiiuging himself out of bed, and dancl
ans over the floor as if it were red-h
anu ITO Jericho with my cerebro-s -spitt1
CIV Gu, whatever you call it and my oole
Wy medal! Die! No, I'll not die, not 1o
INT hundred years! You make tracks,
uch Lester, this minute! I'm tired CT y
~ ~ bread pills. Yes, they were bread
AM / knew it all along. The idea o
mans wife and daughter planni
are are ave, building on his death, and {
Peii' posing before the breath's out OF
BODY to dance over his grave!'
lilk, nere !" "l' 49, -. 10 Lnew what
meant, and that was all that
n necessary. 1t was hours before
,,oh o could be got to quiet down, and q
before he ceased to growl lnartlcu
and mysterious threats directed aga
III, Ill no one could quite gather whom.
81, from that time on Mr.. Bolton has nj
complained of an ache or pain'
,.,, fercely disclaims feeling even ur
the weather. whenever informed
To-. he looks so-Philadelphia Times.
, the ~ >s.co
when An instance OK .EUsaa