The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-06-27


sather this morning. He got into ter
ribIe passion simply because I happened
70 mention vour name in the most inno-
tent way he actually wanted to make
me promise never TO see you again.
when 1 refused his rage was simply
awful l am sure he is going mad. 1
have not been allowed to leave my bed
room all day. Isn't it too absurd? But
\ / can not endure this tyranny any longer.
/ have quite made up my mind to leava
him 1 shall go and live with Aunt
/ Mary, who has often promised me
home. 1 must see you first, however,
! and this is my plan. All the fearful
strain and worry about you with father
! has made me so irritable and uncertain
tempered lately that he is sure there is
something wrong with me, and 1 am TO
4 go tomorrow morning at II O'Clock 10
! see DR.. Keith-Jeffries, the great nerve
doctor Father says he shall drive me
! there himself and call for me again in
about an hour. This is to make sure
that I hold no communication with you.
J Did you ever hear anything so childish?
1t serves him right TO hoist him with his
own petard, so you must be in the doc
tors waiting room at little before II,
and then we can have three-quarters
OF an hours quiet conversation. My
maid. who is a very good girl and who
will accompany me to Aunt Mary's, is
10 post this. Yours ever,
SYLVIA BULPETT.
"P. s.-Keith-Jefries address is No.
-. Harley-st Don't be late"
This was Sydneys first glimpse of the
tragedy of life, in the shape Of parental
barbarism. 1t overcame him for mo-
ment. MY poor Sylvia" he murmured.
Then he pulled out his watch. Nine
twenty-seven, He swallowed a cup Of
scalding coffee. without milk or sugar.
and looking at his watch again. Nine
twenty-eight! 1.-The old bruter' he NUT
tered, walking up and down the room,
81 always said it would come to this. L
should like to out came the watch
once more Nine twenty-nine! He seized
his hat and rushed from the room.
The hat was a concession to custom,
but the morning was warm. 1t was
much too soon to go TO her, so he ran
three times around the little park
TO quiet his nerves. Then he slackened
his pace and fell to reviewing the posi-
1iOn more calmly.
After all it's perhaps the best thing
that could happen" was his conclusion.
-Aunt Mary is not friendly with the
old wretch. Aunt Mary will help me.
We will be married from Aunt Mary S.
] suppose I shall have to arrange the
running away, and il will be good fun,
for old Bulpett would show fight If we
came across him. He would crafty his
blOodthirsty instincts and shoot me like
q dogl What should L do? l could not
strike her fatherI'
He proceeded to develop the situation
In various ways. and succeeded in Great
ing himself very fine role, indeed. in
which ne should be the maidens savior
from a brutal parents rage. and at
the same time spare the old mans gray
hairs. Al 1870 he fastened to the great
doctors and rang the bell. A man serv-
ant, presenting the usual combination
pf butler and undertaken, opened the
hcor.
Have you an appointment. sir?'
mo, L must take my chance"
Il am afraid you will have to wait
some time, sir; there are already a good
many here"
1T doesn't matter; l am in no hurry, -
replied Sydney, incoherently. He was
shown into the waiting room, where a
dozen or so of fellow-creatures were
collected Most Of them were young la
dies, for DIR. Keith-Jeffries was a IA
Vorite with the sex, and they all had
that air of dreary self-absOrptiOn pecu-
liar to the self-centered invalid. They
turned cold, listless glances upon the
new conner and then resumed their re-
Hections upon their own real or fan
cied ailments. masked by an unread
Punch" or a Nineteenth Century
held before their faces.
ION, il is so very annoying" said one
vivacious lady, obviously a malade i'm
aginaire. land 1t always happens.
forget all the most serious symptoms the
moment I get into the doctors consult
ing room This time / have written
them all out upon a sheet of paper.
Dear, dear! Which pocket did I?
Oh how very unfortunaIei 1 have left
1T on my dressing tablet thought |
must see ii there. How extremely irri-
tating.
The door opened and the undertaken
crooked a ghOStly finger in her direction.
She arose and rustled out, giddily muir
muring that il was really too provoking.
And the others smiled bitterly smile
which plainly said: There's nothing the
matter with the old goose but she will
keep DR.. Jefferies a terrible time"
But in less than five minutes she reap
peard, pale and fearful, with one hand
pressed against her side bleating TO her
astOnished friend: "Oh AXE me away,
dear; take me away. Oh, it's dreadful.
though L have always suspected = n
the first" a deeper gloom settled upon
the remaining patients, and Sidney
could not repress glow Of satisfaction
as he reflected upon his own excellent
health
Presently Sylvia glided in. looking the
- picture Of health and spirits. She was
very young, almost too young TO be a
martyr TO the sorrows she described TO
Sydney, as they took possession of re-
mote window embrasure. She told him
that she really could not bear it, Her
resolution was mistaken. She had writ
ten TO her Aunt Mary to expect her that
night Sydney must have a carriage at
the garden gate at o'clock in the even
Ing when she and her aunt would be
waiting. Her stern parent would by this
time. she surmised. have dined mot
wisely, but too WELL" and would be in
no condition to detect their flight. They
were then TO drive to Paddington and
catch the last train for Exeter, where
Aunt Mary lived
So far. Sylvia, who was a clear-headed,
managing young lady, had arranged and
her plan Of campaign seemed to Sydney
quite excellent. He promised readily to
fulfill his share Of the business, and then
took occasion to urge that as he was both
able and anxious to prepare home for
her. the sOjOurn at her aunt's need be
Only a temporary one.
Sylvia listened, reflected and shook her
head zone thing at once" said she,
wisely. when I am safe at Aunt NIary's
there will be time 10 talk about the
future. Don't forget o'clock this even
ing. / depend upon you. Oh, l must go.
the doctor is at liberty" And at the
funeral beck OF the undertaken she van
ffShod