Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1894-12-07
HNNE BISSEL,L,.
By AUGUSTA LARNED.

"Well, Anne, understand that Mary
French knows something rather startling
about your doctor" laying malignant
emphasis on the your He is engaged
to one Of her schoolmates at Smith col
lege, and has been for year"
She waited to see the bomb explode,
but Anne lifted her face from the sleeve
she was putting serene as a summer day.
"Oh that's an old story" said she, smil.
ing sWeetly on Miss Carver. The en-.
gagement was broken more than six
months ago, The young lady insisted
on the doctors joining her church. AS
he declined she broke with him."
ut looks very bad to be making and
breaking engagements" remarked Miss
Carver with asperity. "OG with the
old love and on with the new"
Eyes, it does look bad, remarked the
placid Anne, Ito those who have never
been engaged, and are never likely TO be
and do not know the difficulties Of the
situation
Miss Carver sat back in her chair
breathing hard, and just then Mrs. Bis
sell came into the room, sat down anc
smoothed her apron. There was what
Anne called the black rust in he1
little mothers forehead, and she heaved
a sigh.
"Granther is sick, Anne; something
like a chill and I've put him to bed and
tucked him in warm, and now I'm wait
ing for the doctor. The roof leaks close
to gran'ther's bed, and it has begun tc
rain and is SO damp. I don't know but
I shall move gran'ther down into my
room. had Fraser's assistant here day
before yesterday to mend the roof. He
said he was a stranger in town, and he
has made a miserable job Of it. | be.
ieye it leaks worse than ever, and ]
wonder Fraser would employ such a
hand. l do wish the doctor would
come"
Miss Carver had passed rather try
ing day, AMI she went to bed early and
sleptlghtly waking every now and then
from bad dream. Late in the evening
she heard Dr. Tibbet's light step going
up to his patient in the attic and his
pleasant, reassuring voice saying to Mrs.
Bissell in the hail: "Now, don't you
worry. The old man has got little
cold and touch OF fever, but we shall
bring him round in day on two.
1t was astonishing to Miss Carver that
Mrs Bisseu, with all the load she had to
carry, should worry about that old man
for whom She cooked and washed and
mended when his own wei 10 do daugh-
ter5 had practically cast him off. In the
middle OF the night she heard the front
door bell ring out in the silent house
with startling reverbaration. She was
hesitating about getting up to call Mrs.
Bissel when Anne came tripping out of
her room in her striped flannel dressing
gown, her hair n mass Of fluffy curls.
Miss Carver heard her tap at the doctors
door. THE night patients have begun
to pour in she whispered through the
panel, land I'm so glad"
The doctor got up and dressed hur-
riedly, and then drove away in wagon
that was waiting for him at the door
over the soft, wet road. Miss Carver
did not hear him come in, but she found
him fresh and bright in tho morning at
the breakfast table discussing Mrs. Bis
sells rolls and coffee. Mrs. Bissell was
herself seated behind the tray.
Doctor" she asked, twas your pa
tient very i'll last night"
No, nothing serious; only a light
touch of Group. If the mother had
known how to use a little sweet oil it
would have saved the trouble of sending
for me. But those Irish mothers soon go
off their heads when there is anything
the matter with the baby. The fathers
name is Doyle and they live in Cork"
Doyle, " repeated Mrs. Bissell "that