Red Lodge picket. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1889-1907, 1893-04-01
TRAPPING NGABURGLAR


up, Nellie, - and the speaker sighed
YEARLY; leach day seems buster than
the last, and I'm no longer q young
inan"
Nellie West, the doctors only
child, crossed the room to the arm
chair in which her father had thrown
himself, and, placing her cool hands
on his forehead, said:
We'll. have Ill idea, daddy, that
might meet the circumstances. Why
don't you advertise for some one to
take charge OF the practice while YOU
take q three months holiday Rest
and change Of scene would soon set
you up again.
And you would enjoy the cont
mental scanaper, eh, dearl' replied
the doctor with q smile.
"Nh, no! It would ho nonsense
for me to go, a man is SO much
f1'eer and can get on SO much better
by himself. Besides What Mel
lie Vests additional reason was for
refusing to take part in the proposed
trip did not transpire, for she hur-
riclly checked her speech and turned
to pour out the doctors tea.
For more than a dozen years DIR.
West had practiced in the struggling
parish Of Bewley yStratton, and dur
ing that time his daily rounds had
extended. and the calls upon his skill
had increased by leaps and bounds.
He was making money rapidly, and
hoped in the course Of q few years to
retire from the profession For this
reason he had abstained from taking
a partner, while he had all the coun-
try doctors objection to the services
Of strange assistant, who, fresh
from the hospitals, would be anxious
to try all sorts of new tangled" ex-
periments. But Of late the work had
been too heavy for his strength, and
after duly considering Nellies propo-
sition he determined to adopt it.
An advertisement was inserted
several replies were received. in
quiries were made into the standing,
etc, OF the applicants, and choice
was made of certain Charles ST.
John, who seemed perfectly suitable
for the position Of locum tenens dur
ing the doctors absence MIR. St.
John sent . testimonial from B1igh-
ton medical man with whom, he
wrote, he had lived for six months
after leaving Guys. DR.. West wrote
to Brighton and received a short but
satisfactory reply, and barely fort
night had elapsed from the date of
the conversation recorded above ere
Charles St. John made his appear
ance at Bewley -Stratton.
He arrived late in the evenine, and
after q nondescript meal, which was
tea and supper in one, retired to his
room, pleading fatigue after his jour
ney. Nellie West had seemed strange
ly agitated that day, and when the
newcomer had said good night she
crept up to her fathers chair, and
Nesting on the hearthrug at his feet
said il low tone:
II don't like him bit, dad"
you don't, dearie2"
Not bit. He looks crafty, de-
ccitful; you know / can always read
faces, and I'm sure
Il know you fancy you can do So"
laughed her father, but this is non
sense I'm sure St. John might
please any woman, so far as appear
ances are concerned. I only hope
my lady patients won't be fascinated
with him and persuade him to set up
in opposition to me-
You know there is no fear of that,
dear" answered Nellie fondly; my
dad is too much Hked-too much re-
spected-for any stranger to injure
him in this place. But, dad, want
ed to ask you - and the speaker
paused
We'll, ask away, dear. What is
it?"
You haven't heard anything Of
Of Fred lately, have you?"
The doctor rose quickly from his
chair
Il thought had requested you
never to mention that scoundrels
name again?'' and the usually calm
voice rang in the tone of suppressed
anger.
II know-1 know" and there was
the sound of tears in the girls voice.
But are we never to forgive those
who injure US? How can we hope to
be forgiven if
You have nothing to forgive, re-
member said the doctor in the
same harsh voice. Il was the one
injured, and it is not your place,
1t is believed the senatorial contest for
seats will he decided this week.