Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1895-01-24

winter food which is black and sui.
len, and runs in the center with a
strong, fierce, silent current. Upon
the opposite side Hillocks stood to give
directions by word and hand, as the
ford was on his land, and none knew
the Tochty better.
They passed through the shallow
water without mishap, save when the
wheel struck a hidden stone or fell
suddenly into q rut; but when they
neared the body of the river Mcclure
halted to give Jess breathing.
1T I'll take We a. yir time, lass, an a
wud rather be on yir back; but ye
never failed me yet, an a wumman's
life is hangin' on the crossin'."
With the first plunge into the bed Of
the stream the water rose to the axles,
and then it crept up to the shafts, so
that the surgeon could feel it tapping
in about his feet, while the dogcart be-
gan to culver, and it seemed as if it
were to be carried away. Sir George
was as brave as most men, but he had
never forded a Highland river in flood,
and the mass Of black water racing
past beneath, before, behind him, at
fected his imagination and shook his
nerves. He rose from his seat and Or
dered Mcclure to turn back, declaring
that he would be condemned utterly
and eternally if he allowed himself to
be drowned for any person.
''Sit doom" Numbered MacLure;
condemned ye will be suner or later
gin ye shirls yir duty, but through the
water we gang the day"
Both men spoke much more strongly
and shortly, but this is what they in
tended to say, and it was Mcclure
that prevailed.
Jess trailed her feet along the ground
with cunning art, and held her shout
der against the stream; Mcclure
leaned forward in his seat, rein in
each hand, and his eyes fixed on Hill
locks, who was now standing up to the
waist in water, shouting directions and
cheering on horse and driver.
''Haud tae the RIGHT, doctor; there's
a hole yonder. Keep cot OF for ony
sake. That's it; yir daein' fine. Steady,
man, steady. Yir at the deepest; sit
heavy in yir seats. Up the channel moo,
an Yell be DOT O. the swirl. Weel
dune, Jess, weel dune, auld mare!
Max STRAIGHT for me, doctor, an all gle
We the road cot. Ma word, we've dune
yir best. bath O. We this mornin'," cried
Hillocks, splashing up to the dogcart.
''Sall, it Yves itch an go for a
meenut in the middle: a Hielan' ford is
kittle (haZardous) road in the shaw
time, but ye're safe moo.
''Gude luck tae We up at Westerton,
sir; name but richt-hearted man wud
haze riskit the Tochty in food. Ye're
boond tae succeed after sic graund be-
ginnin'," for it had spread already that
a famous surgeon had come to do his
best for. Annie, Tammas Mitchell's
wife.
Two hours later Mcclure came out
from Annies room and laid hold Of
Tammas, heap of speechless misery
by the kitchen fire, and carried him off
to the barn, and spread some corn on
the threshing floor and thrust a fail
into his hands.
Moo we've tae begin, an we ill no
be dune for an DOR, and we've tae lay on
withpot stoppin' till "a come for We, an
all shut the door tae baud in the noise,
an keep yir dog beside We, for there
maunna be a cheep ABBOTT the hoose for
Annie's sake
''A'n dae onything We want me, but
if-if-'
''A1l come for We. Tammas, gin there
be danger; but what are ye feared for
wi queens ain surgeon here?"
Fifty minutes did the fail rise and
fall, save twice, when Tammas crept to
the door and listened, the dog lifting
his head and whining.
one when the door swung back, and
Mcclure filed the doorway, preceded
by great burst of light, for the sun
had arisen.
His face was as tidings of great JOY,
and Elspeth told me that there was
nothing like it to be seen that after
noon for glory, save the sun itself in
the heavens.
IA never saw the marrow, OF Tam
mas. an all never see the like again;
it's a over, man, withoot a hitch frae
beginnin' tae end, and she's fan asleep
as fine as We like"
dis he think Annie IL
live?"
''Of coorse he dis, and be ABBOTT the
hoose inside a month; that's the guide
O. bein' clean-bludded, weel-lvin'-
Preserve ye, man, what's wrang wi
ye? It's mercy a keppit ye, or we
wud hev anither job for Sir George.
''Ye're a RIGHT moo; sit doom on the
strae. All come back in while, an
yen see Annie juist for meenut; but
We maunna say word"
Margaret took him in and let him
kneel by Annies bed.
He said nothing then or afterward,
for speech came only once IN a lifetime
to Tammas. but Annie whispered, Ma
ain dear man"
When the doctor placed the precious
bag beside Sir George N our solitary
first next morning, he laid check be-
side it and was about to leave.
No. no. said the great man. Mrs.
Macfadyen and l We're on the gossip
last night, and know the whole story
about you and your friend. You have
some right to call me a coward, but
I'll never let you count me mean,
misery rascal and the check with
Drumsheugh's painful writing fell IN
fifty pieces on the floor.
AS the train began to move a voice
from the first called so that all in the
station heard:
Gives another shake of your hand,
Mcclure; I'm proud to have met you.
You are an honor to our profession.
Mind the antiseptic dressings"
1t was marlzet-day, but only Jamie
Soutar and Hllocls had ventured
down.
L, Il