The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-11-24
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Illness.
Don't make me give way. too" she
murmured. You have been so brave:
and there viii be all the sad evening and
tomorrow. London seems 50 far away
DIR. Narcissus left Marcia with a feeling
that something must be done speedily; ne
could not hold out for an indefinite period
The struggle was telling on his nerves
Why had he ever embarked on political
discussions with Marcia's father2 Poll
tics didn't interest him in The least The
only reason he had interfered was be-
cause he could not stand tamely by and
listen to old MrF Jones doEmatic nom
sense. And yet there were certain things
which a man with any good in him could
not stand tamely by and listen
to with seeming acquiscence All
the way up 10 town he pom
acquiescence. All the way up 10 town he
pondered over the situation. once at the
London hospital, however. his thoughts
were given to the case which he had come
to diagnose, and he soon discovered the
poison from which the man was suffering,
after eliciting the fact that he had lived
close to some lime kilns. The poisonous
gases from the kilns had forced their way
through the crevices in his hut, and
slowly taken hold of their victim.
About 10 O'Clock that night DIT. Narcis-
sus strolIed into the ever busy Commercial
Road, Whitechapei. resolving to take the
early train home on Sunday morning. and
surprise Miss Marcia by his unloOked-for
appearance in the afternoon. He had not
been in the Commercial Road for years,
ana found II more interesting than ever.
There was the same motley crowd, large
~ dominated by persuasive gentlemen of
Hebraical descent. who sold penny arti-
cles on the curb. or gave away receipts
for making ones fortune with heroic gen
eroSity. He fingered awhile among the
Old book-barrowS VainiN hoping TO nnd a
/ prize II seemed 10 MN tnat all the
theological literature of the century had
found its way into these dirty barrows.
Sermons Were sold at a penny volume,
or seven volumes for siXpeuce, one en-
terprising vendor, with reckless eXtraV-
agance. also Offering to throw in a pair
of braces and bloater. Most of the bar
rows containing secondhand tools and
spent the week in the CONNER
| Road and aged years in that
/ time-were lit by huge naptha
| cressets. Young ladies with feathers, so
/ gorgeously dyed that the parent ostrich
/ would never have recognized them tthe
| feathers, not the young ladies' wandered
up and down sucking barley sugar, or
/ danced with characteristic East End
+ abandon the steps peculiar TO that region.
1 As the night grew late, the Industrious
/ poor came from neighhoring alleys in or
/ der TO purchase their Sunday provisions
| at the innumerabe butchers shops
/ which run along one side of the CONNER
! cial Road. Each butcher had two hrawny
assistants who kept up continual shout
| of This way, this way, lydies. Cheapest
shop in the trade. Ere We are, lydies
! this way. this way. Block ornaments
that "Block ornaments" were the little
! odds and ends of meat trimmed from off
| the purchases of opulent buyers. If
/ given handful of Block ornaments"
/ from the block in order TO encourage
/ her to come to the same shop on another
occasion. The butchers who did the most
+ business We're those with the loudcst
/ voices. Presently the Doctors attention
/ was attracted by 9, huge crowd IN front
/ of one shop from which resounded a voice
/ loud enough to be heard twenty yards
down the street.
fun Of idle curiosity to see a man who
/ could draw such a crowd. Suddenly some.
thing in the tone of he butchers voice
struck him as familiar. The next mo-
ment he brushed hurriediy through the
crowd and made his way to the owner OF
| the stentOrian voice.
"I'n trouble you for a few block orna-
/ ments,' if you please, Mr.. Jones" he
said quietly addressing a fat man IN "a
! blue blouse, who was, literally speak3ns,
! all over the shop a once.
Mr. Jones let fan his cleaver on the toe
| of an intending purchaser and stared as
| If he had seen a ghost. Then he hero
ically recovered himself, wrapped up some
| fragments of meat, as purple rs his own
| visage in a piece OF newspaper and hanG-
| ed the parcel to the doctor, shouting on,
4 from force Of habit at the same time,
"This way, lydies-this way. The best
meat in the market This way"
When Mr. Jones returned to Puggleton
on Monday. Brighton did not appear 10
have agreed with him nearly as much as
| usual. He could not eat anything at
lunch, and wandered furtively about the
village for the rest Of the day, as If NOT
| daring to enter the Puggleton Arms Al
last. he could bear the suspense no long
or, and went In. The landlord was as def
| erential as usual. Porker Immediately
assailed him with volumes of statistics on
| the Irish question; and everything went
on just as customary until Dr. Narcis-
| sus tall form darkened the doorway.
Jones groaned. The doctor had evidently
| come to expose him, and blast forever his
social aspirations in Puggleton. But the
doctor did nothing of the sort He nodded
in a friendly way to Jones, bowled over
Porker in five minutes, chatted for hall
an hour with the local veterinary, and
Jones followed him anxiously through
the inn yard. II should like a word with
you" he said in an anxious whisper
''where those fellows can't hear"
Certainly" said DR. Narcissus with
his usual bland politeness. Pm quite al
your service, Mr.; Jones"
I'm course you've got me in your pow
err said Jones, as they walked along
Il couldn't help IT. It's in my blood. II
I couldn't have got into my old apron and
of my voice Ia have died. That's whai
hurt me more than dogs nose. Z"
Il can quite understand and sympath.zC
with your feelings" said the doctor.
IF / hadn't kept my old apron" re-
sumed Jones, Il might have got over it
but kept it hid up in the garrett Marcia's
often wondered why went up there Sc
often. She thought it was because
liked to smoke near the roof Why. I've
been nearly froze to death sometimes" M
added, land yet l had to go there"
I'VE are all creatures of habit" said tht
doctor kindly u haven't thanked you fol
those excellent block ornaments Mr.
Jones. l had them for breakfast this
morning.
Jones groaned aloud i've been hard
on you" he said. Now you've got YOU
revenge. What are you going to dc
about it?"
DR.. Narcissus stopped abruptly in the
middle of the road, Nothing" he said
shortly, and walked on.
Jones followed him with little totterinq
steps. "D'ye mean it? Really mean it?'
Certainly. It's saved your life"
But Marca?' said Jones, shame
facedly.
Il have no wish to cause either you OF
her pain" said the doctor, quietly, land
| will not take an ungenerous advantage
of my discovery. Let us drop the mat
ter"
NO" said the impulsive Jones; I'VE viii
not drop the natter
They had reached the house by this
time, and Miss Marcia stood awaiting heI
father in the porch
Jones took the doctor hy the arm and
hurried him up the walk Marcia" ht
said, manfully, though the words stuck
in his throat, 1--WE brought you present
from Brighton. He's better fellow thar
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