Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1894-11-30

II 'Sp0Sc you Eno1C Md1U French, don't
YOu, AIllCI"
ing them no and down the shady street.
The Bissell household came out to in
spect each new aspirant for the doctors
favor. It was Mrs. Bissell's opinion that
the doctor would need a long winded
horse and a good goer for the flourishing
practice she anticipated for him through
Drayton Spurs and Deadman's Hollow
and many outlying places where there
were believers in thes little pill theory
who would yet rise up and call him
blessed.
The scattering calls the doctor re.
ceived in those first weeks made the
whole house palpitate with sympathetic
excitement. If the sharp, suappy little
door bell rang at meal time they all
started and looked at the young man at
the head Of the table. a slow, collect
i've smile expanded on the composite
countenance of the Holmes family.
Even old tran Their Bissell, deaf as be
was. heard it in the kitchen. and Mrs.
Bissell glowed as she busted herself dish
ing up the vegetables Bridget was to
sible, Anne was roster tlan her won't.
There was no end of joking at the table
about the good eight hours of sleep the
doctor enjoyed nightly.
Il shan't feel at all satisfied said
Anne, bcaming on him across the board,
until our bell wire is broken three OF
four times week by country boys rid
ing wild colts bareback to summon the
doctor in hot haste for some old woman
with the toothache."
IF you expect me to do the repairing
it may co5i more than | get in fees
ION, guess we can afford few re-
pairs, retorted Anne, "for the glory of
the thing. We expect our doctor to
have the biggest practice of anybody in
town"
''Our DOCTOR Miss Carver repeated
the words with her mouth pursed mp in
pucker of disapproval that afternoon,
as she sat with her friend, the Widow
Harkaway, cooling off after her walk,
with her bonnet strings united. You'd
think to hear them talk they had pre-
empted him and were dividing him up
into quarter sections for their own eX-
elusive use"
There were moments when Miss Car
yer had "slumped" through in her origi-
nal grim determination to suspect the
doctor of possessing snowy but untrust-
worthy qualities. She was like one of
those sugar" days in early spring that
thaw at noon and freeze overnight
just now it was frosty weather.
The Widow Harkaway was often in
so sensitive a state of mind about the GO
ings on of her neighbors, and the wick
ed of the world in general, that she felt
forced to sit with her eyes shut. Now
her eyes were sealed, and the lids quiz
cred with reprobation.
Il did think of calling him in for my
lumbago," she began in a disparaging
tone of voice, ''but l have to conclude
from what l have heard that he is a very
reprehensible person. 1t has leaked out
through Mary French that he is engaged
to one of her schoolmates at Smith col
lege, has been engaged a year or more,
and now he has crep' in here at Little
field and KEEP it all hushed up and gone
to flirting hammer and tongs with Anne
Bissell."
"Engagedr whistled Miss Carver
through the gap made by the loss of one
Of her incisors, which the dentists art
had not yet repaired. well, | never!
And he's been sailing along under false
colors, hiding it away as if it was some
thing to be ashamed of. l guess Anne
will feel as if she had took hold of a live
plpCtrip Nyira xUbpO Cba bao,,c +1,io ,,o,,,s
You'll feel it your duty to let her