Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1893-04-21

volume Ihad stuck up in front of me,
there came from below the longest
most whimpering scream I ever heard
in my life.
The girls face softened into beau
tiful look of pity and concern. and she
disappeared hurriedly with the maid
who had just thrown open the door,
Presently my turn came. Will shook
hands with me rather effusively. and
murmured something about having
great many patients.
In lieu of congratulations I said:
There was lady upstairs just now
who didn't look much like patient.
Isn't she pretty grip Will de-
nanded escitedly. She's the niece
OF the old lady you heard shouting just
now; and every Muncaster man be-
tween twenty and thirty. including
! myself. is in love with her. You must
remember Miss Winters Jack; we
used to punish her orchard pretty Sc
verely."
Il never thought of there being any
connection between such lovely girl
and that sour old maid; but remem-
Der now there was little piece in
pinafores when l first went to the
states.'
Rosie Winters" nodded my cous-
in. You have heard that poor uncle
left everything to me?'
Il gathered so,' 1 replied. shortly
Ibid lie do anything for poor Jim?"
Will WINGED little at this allusion
to his half-witted brother, and said
CURLY: No; and your name was not
mentioned either. He made his will
the day you went back to the states.
This was just what expected; so we
parted on the friendl;est of terms
did not leave Muncaster. however
for had fallen in love. and the most
dangerous form of love- too-love at
first sight. Miss Winters had been a
great friend Of my aunt's; it was only
a piece OF decent civilty on my part to
call on her. And l soon saw that nv
very evident admiration OF Rosie dis
| pleased neither the elder nor the
younger lady.
I was debating the form my pro-
posal should take when a walk which
we unwisely took on the dripping city
walls temporarily broke off the court
ship in very unromantic manner.
An abscess formed at the back of
one of my teeth aud gave me no rest
day or night
Very reluctantly l found my way to
my cousins. One does not care to
trust ones teeth to ones rival: but in
this benighted place he was the only
qualified dentist
He was sympathetic enough; but
felt horribly helpless stretched out
fiat in that odious chair. with the
light flung we'll on me. The nerve
OF the tooth he said. with an easy
smile. was dead 50 after probing
about put in a strong dressing and
left me alone. The pain gradually
grew less as l lay back, wondering
whether Rosie preferred his pale face.
with its long blonde mustache and
sleepy gray eyes, to my rudy visage
framed in black hair and beard.
! In few minutes fell asleep. In
the twilight my. uncle sat at his great
writing table, a mass of papers before
him. He gazed earnestly at a photo
graph he held in his hand-the photo
graph of my father-and I saw his
stern old lips working till at last he
put it down with sigh. Then he
Strengthened out one of the parch-
ments read it through carefully. and
rang the bell Fairchild the old
messenger: and the little crab-apple
faced woman who kept my uncle's
house after my aunt died. came
solemnly in and put their names at
the foot of the paper
Was l watching my own disherison?
My uncle followed the old-looking pair
to the door: listened carefully, then
stood at his old oak cabinet fumblinq.
Had been dreaming. or was there a
! tall figure searching rapidly through
its cupboards and drawers? spranp
from the chair, capsizing it with a
crash.
With wide-opened eyes and gaping
mouth my poor cousin Jim turned
round and fled from the room. All
unwittingly he had done an ill-turn to
his brother. Part Of the back of the
cabinet had slid away. disclosing a
shallow recess. ="
With a smile drew forth what my
dream told me lay there-the will
that left all to my nephew. John
Murray" 1t was duly signed, wit
messed and dated only week before
the death Of my uncle-and my
fathers photograph lay with it.
Will Harcourt is still the Muncaster
dentist; but he is over thirty and no
i longer in love with Rosie. though he
has a cousinly feeling for her. It Is
two years since she became Mrs Muir
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