The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1894-08-09
MRS. DeRESTAUD
The Progress Of s'The Tronble.
some Lady" In Colora-
A Story That, nElngling Plot With
Sentiment, Becomes In.
tereCtinQ.
(By Patience StapletOm, and copyrighted by
j. B. Lippincott B Coz
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CHAPTER VI


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CHAPTER VI
When the train in which En-.
John was returning to Denver sudden
1y stopped at place where there was
only the small brown house of q
,switchman, the doctor looked out OF
the window with relief. He thought
it very hard that en- his first trip
across the plains I'm so many years
there should be only sbupid people in
the car, not a congenial soul to talk
with and to compare the present times
with the old. DR.. John had crossed
the plains in an OK wagon, and he
would 50 have liked to discuss that
voyage with some pioneer or newcomer
eager to hear about 1T. He supposed
there was an accident: there had been
two stops already about that hot box.
A little crowd passed the window
carrying something could not see
what, for those standing ;anound. He
craned his neck, his professional In
stincts aroused.
A worried-lOOking woman In the
door of the brown house seemed to be
denying the sufferer entrance with
animated gestures and angry shakes
of her frowzy head. Three white
haired little children hung to her
skirts, and she pointed to them In
proof of her assertions. DIR. John hall
rose as the conductor came In the ear.
els there a doctor here?" the man
said, eagerly. There's a woman very
sick; just taken from the day coach.
That bag out there wouldn't hardly
give her shelter"
"What seems to be the matter?'
asked DR.. John, briskly.
The conductor hesitated. "Wen, sir,
she's a young woman, but think she's
married"
The ladies in the car took up their
books in disgust. An elderly, portly
man in front of DIR. John buried him.
self behind his newspaper. DIR. John
knew him to be physician.
'I'm DOCTOR" said DR.. John, gath.
ering up his belongings. ~ shall be
glad to see what can do"
''You may be detained over a train,
hesitated the official; land she's evi.
IDENTIFY poor-hasn't any baggage"
81 am, fortunately, able to attend tc
the suffering without having my pay
dangled before my eyes to spur me
on" growled DIR. John, passing the
lady readers with looks of disgust
mot one of 'em offered even shawl
and the sick creature l suppose il
destitute"
He pushed through the crowd gath
cred about the house and dispersed
them with very vigorous English. A
pleasant-faced young man handed hin
a roll Of bills.
II collected that in our Pullman
We're not all so heartless as you say
$50 that's you. Jimmy Watson,
smiled the doctor. II ask your pardon;
before this thought you were just q
dude. shall tell your mother there
is hope for you"
Thanks" laughed the younger man
There's twenty-five dollars. sup
pose, though, your fees will gobble il
all up"
ITO the last cent, Jimmy; that's why
got off the car" He shut the door
smartly in the face of the crowd, and
finding the switchman's wife in the
small hall, said, severely: ''IT suppose
you call yourself a Christian woman,
ma'am."
''Thefe hain't no Westinghouse in
this forsaken country not for forty
miles, jest plains" she said, sourly
land, having family of my own,
amt obliged, if my man do work or
the railroad, to take into my house
strangers with complaints as may be
catching"
well, this is, take it" grinned the
doctor. ''to your SEX"
She smiled a little grimly, and took
upher youngest child in motherly sort
of way that pleased the keen observer
you've got a kind heart; you,
tongue runs away with you, that's all
And now do your best for the sick
woman. have plenty of money tc
pay YOU"
'I-I put her in my bed," said the
woman, shyly. "She's pretty little
thing, and is clean out of her head, bu,
she hain't no wedding-ring."
''Well, she is punished now, poo,
girl. for her share in the wrong-doing
without you and me saying anything.
"All aboard!" sounded outside Al
the train ratified away, DIR. John went
softly to the little room where the emf
grant woman lay unconscious of this
world, so nearly on the threshold OF
the next.
In the chill gray of early dawn DR.
John came out in the kitchen, where