The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-01-06
MY FRIEND, THE DOCTOR.
How Ho Was Caught Making
Mconshino Whisky.

which resin l. thought to give to the mt.
mosphcrc was not Il natural antidote
for malaria, rs the shriveled, hide.
bound look of Il majority of the people
of that region indicated. Even the
hogs were generally thin and puny and
the cattle were apparently Iincal
descendants of the stock whose blue
meat furnished food for soldiers in the
days of the southern confcdcracy. So.
at a crossroads, III a wild waste of
pines, the doctor had erected a double
log house, where he lived with his wife
and one daughter. Here he had built
up, as he expressed it, "a lucrative
practice" Though numerous his pa
tents were all poor, and it seemed
strange that he should thrive SO well:
yet he averrcd that he ''ncvnr took
truck for bill-only cash-and I'm
pretty we'll fixed as You can see" He
was well fixed. His house WAS neatly
furnished = as arc many such houses in
these bacllwoods, rough without and
attractive withn-and he had Il farm
OF two hundred acres, planted in corn.
which he said never failed OF 4 crop"
Ills daughter was pretty girl well
grown, with Il natural grace and I'M
affected hospitality that was charininr:
!,
like hcr-shc seemed not Il day Older
that no one would suspect the real re.
lationship
There was no reason why he should
not be happy, he said, though settled
down in the woods, away from So
called civilization. At any rate he
was satisfied while his wife and daugh-
ter "crc delighted with their hermit.
like existence. The doctor was Il ven
cradle man. His beard and forehead
were Tcnnysoricn, and tho intelligent
stranger, coming upon him here, was;
half inclined To doubt the evidence of
his own eyes. He was we'll educated,
too, and talked like Il book" us the
natives declared among themselves
when rccounting his accomplishments
The doctors home was situated be.
tween two railway lines, the distance
\ tween them being eighty miles.
WIS riding through the Wilderness one
afternoon in autumn; my horsc-a flea
bitten, spawned, iron-gray relic which
had purchased solely for the purpose
OF the journey--was ambling down
rocky steep to reach Il brook that
flowed at the foot. lie stumbled, fell.
rolled over. i remained on the ground,
unable TO move; he rolled on and only
stopped when he reached the water,
where he lay still. | attempted to rise
"Iou can't do it," said Il person
whose voice bespoke that he was near
me. 81 saw you fall and know you got
it in the hip. y fracturc,' he pro-
nounccd, after an examination. Let
Inc assist YOU into my buggy and take
you to my house"
thanked him. My horsc!" sug.
gestcd, pointing TO the animal, prone
on the ground.
Ills ncct's broken. 1t was the most
beautiful fall ever saw. If your in
jury is as interesting, l will have
readable story for my next letter to
the medical journal"
You arc Il physician, then?"
YES. It's not much loss" he re.
marked, as l gave sympa thctic look,
despite my own almost mortal PAIN at
the old gray's body. Hes served man
many years and is now gone to serve
the buzzards. III send one of my hands
down to skin him, though he's hardly
worth it,
| was put to bed. The case proved
an interesting one, and the doctor
cared for me with skillful hand, the
wife doing me mothers part and the
daughter lessening pain by her cheer
full presence and entertaining conversa-
ton
Days waned frost glistcned in tho
moonlight, then glittered in the morn.
ing sun and melted into tho purple
haze which wrapped the pines in it's
embrace and scattered its filmy threads
among the rcd and golden glory of oak
and hickory leaves Days, succeeding
themselves, became weeks; the weeks
grew into a month.
One evening, when was able to sit
up and hobble about, I occupied a chair
beside an open window. A fire was
burning. Opposite me sat the dauph.
ter reading. l felt that it would be no
great punishment were 1 doomed to
sit there forever looking at her. Her
face was oval, brown, but of marble
smoothness; hair and eyes black This
photograph is conventional but true.
! was not in love with her and can
hence add that she was beautiful.
Are you not afraid you will catch
cold with that window up?'' she spoke,
closing her book and laying it on her
lap.
NO" 1 answered. ''The air is
pleasant; besides love the landscape.
and imagine cannot see it to good
advantage with the sash down" She
knew that l had been gazing at her
face instead OF the landscape, but said
nothing.
Are yon named for Shakespeare's
Eosaiind?' | asked, that being her
name.
"lcs. Father knows this book" tap
pin. the volume with her finger, "by