The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1894-10-31

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durable !"
"All these are trivial unnoyances,
said Captain Renwick, skillfully con-
triving to tip over the catnip-tea on
the current number of popular maga-
zine, in his reach after the cigar box.
ITO me, the Adirondacks are tho gar.
den of the world l shall never be
willing to go anywhere else in the sum
mer. And she says it is even finer
here in winter, with the triAing ex-
ception of q little solitude"
Kenneth" cried his mother, In
agonized accents, "you must not talk 70
"My dearest mother, am ali right
il you only won't fretl" declared this
prodigal son.
But Captain Renwick's eyes were
unnaturally bright, the hot flush of
fever burned on his cheek, and his
breathing was alternately hurried and
laborious.
TWAS undoubtedly the fact thnt he
had taken q severe cold during the
camping out expedition from which
he had just returned, and that this
cold had been proof, so far, at least,
against all the remedies Mrs. Renwick
had used.
"Oh, dear oh, dearl |" sighed the
mother. ''Why don't the doctor
Gomez Joyce, look out Of the win
dew See if there are any signs of
him.
''The doctor?" calculated Captain
Renwick, raising himself on one elbow
among his pillows. "You don't say
you have sent for a doctor2"
"Why, of course have !" said Mrs.
Renwick-"for Doctor Barton, from
Nylesburg."
"a snuff-taking old fend, who will
doese me with calomel, and expert
mention me with every one of the hun
dred-year-old drugs in his saddle
bagsl" cried the captain. 81 won't
see him |"
Dear Kenneth |" pleated Joyce.
"My son |" sobbed Mrs. Renwick.
mol" calculated Kenneth. "I'n
be hanged il dol I despise doctors,
anyway And what sort Of a medical
man do you imagine would perch him
self up here on the boughs of these
everlasting pinesP"
Kenneth, you must see him r. said
Mrs. Renwick.
Mother, I WON'T" stoutly declared
tho robel.
"But what will he thinkP"
"What he pleases. 1t wall matter
little to you or me what he thinks"
said Kenneth. "All / know is, that
ho shan't cross this threshold. Give
him his fee and tell him to be gone ~
Mrs. Renwick and Joyce locked de-
spairingly at each other. Undoubtedly
tho captain was master of the situation.
If ho choose to set tho doctor and his
gallipots at defiance, what was to be
doneP
All that moment, however, there
was slight rustic down stairs.
"Tho doctor has come |" cried Joyce,
excitedly, "with such q pretty little
horse and phaeton. Oh, Ken. I'm sure
he isn't old, and he don't take snuff.
Oh, I'm SO sorry I didn't catch q
glimpse of him"
"He has come, has hep" said the
captain. "Then tell him to go about
his business.
Mrs. Ogden, the fat landlady, put
in her head at this juncture.
"Please. mem, the DOCTOR" said
she.
"Tell him" hoarsely shouted Ken
meth, finging the pillows right and
left.
But before he could complete his
sentence the door opened and tall
young lady, in blue cloth ulster and
q pretty plumed hat, came in, with a
fiat morocco case in her hand.
''Miss Perryl" he exclaimed, star
ing at her from the sofa, with face
suddenly lighted into new brightness
and enthusiasm. Chow kind of you
to remember me You are acquainted
with my mother, are you not2 Joyce,
this is Miss Perry"
The tall young lady looked COM
| posedly around her.
81 am sorry to hear of your illness,
Captain Renwick," said she. eve
must see what we can do for you"
"But." added Kenneth, stretching
his neck to get look at the door,
which was still slightly ajar, "where is
the doctor? They told me he was
coming up"
The beautiful blonde sat down and
gently took Kenneth Renwick's wrist
in her delicate fingers.
81 am the doctor, said she. "Have
the goodness to remain quite still for
few moments while l ascertain the
pulse and temperature.
Captain Renwick was struck dumb.
An electric thrill seemed to dart
through every pulse and vein. But
Joyce's eyes sparkled, and the dim
Piles came out around her mouth.
"Youl" she cried. ga doctor?"
Doctor Barton nodded, still intent
on the enameled face of her watch.
"Pernella Barton. They call me
Perry for short. Captain Renwick
always called me Miss Perry. l don't
believe he knew 1 had any other name
"And you are really doctor? ?" said
Joyce. "Oh, Kenneth, how forum
ate !"
Doctor Barton examined her pa
tents tongue, listened at his lungs
and made some abstruse hieroglyphics
in her notebook. Then she measured
out some gray powders in inhnitesi-
NAL papers, and left hen directions in
the most business-like way in the
world.
81 shall look in again this even
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