The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1895-06-09

como 10 le3u. car ny year lie sent me
money. till last year, when letter
camc to say he was dead. 1 kept nearly
all of the money, and when, two years
ago, she died, sent no more, but had
The child watched, and he's Charles
Hartford Oh the Monarch. And doctor,
since I've been i'll and seen the parson
leel can't die without doing right, so
,iakc the will, for love o. God!"
The doctor began to write.
stop" said Janet, who during tho
hale had walked up and down like
wild beast. Its all madness; she's
lelirious. -
Tho dying woman heard her words.
9 In the box under the bed you II find
all Franks letters. They'll provo the
story"
In Il few minutes DR.. Watson had fin
Ished the short will and read it to
Amaryllis. Janet sat grimly OH the
black horschair sofa and did not offer to
raise her sister to sign.
Come, Miss Webster" he said i'm
patiently, "onc mustn't lose time"
She did not move.
'What about witncsscS?' she asked
iii hc one, he answered. you
mot me, " she replied hastily, "that
would make my legacy bad know
that. Father was Il lawyer
The doctor knew this was true and
was at once vcxed and perplexed.
''To ease her. he said.
cts no use" she broke III, "I'll not.
Will she last three parts of an hour?
can get to Mr.. Trelois, our nearest neigh
Dor, i'll the time, and bring him. "
DR.. Watson looked ut his patient.
Eyes, perhaps an hour, but be quick. -
Janet put on an old black hat that
looked like bonnet flattened for coun-
try wear and Il rough shawl of sham
Shetland fleece, opened the door, letting
i'll more Of the cold air than was neccs-
sary, and went out, slamming it heavily.
The doctor sat down by the bedside,
then recollected he was hungry, and as
Amaryllis did not answer his request
rummaged i'll an unlocked cupboard and
found some bread and cheese, which he
ate ravenously, moistening it with some
brandy that he found in bottle by the
bedside, despite his strict orders against
alcohol i'll any form He made up the
fire and sat i'll front of it, longing TO
smoke, till its genial warmth crept gen
tly through him and sleep ovcrcamo the
poor man, who had walked five and TWEEN
ly miles that day on his i'll paid rounds.
The noise of the opening of the door
nwokc him, and, conscience stricken, he
FASTENED TO the bed. Amaryllis was still
alive, but on the very limits of the Dor
tlcrland. There was still time He turn
ed to Janet.
"There's just life," he said. Bring
him i'll quickly.
Hes not with me-" she replied
stolidly. "Hc was out"
DIR. Watson looked ut his watch.
Its two hours since you started,
what
Janet gave Il drcary smile.
They expected him every minute I
waited. He was too drunk when he came
in.
A bright idea came into the doctor S
mind.
Sign as witness, no said eff the
legacy is bad, it does not matter You'll
get it just the same as next of kim
Do You think didn't know that"
replied Janet, with hoarse laugh.
Then you've never been to Isr. Ire
lois:' shouted the doctor. You
Tim not such fool" she answered
grimly. ''But. oh. it was cold in the
garden!"
AS she spoke she came close to the
fire, which glowcd impartially on her
rugged, dingy face.
"D--!' said the doctor passionate
". "Tll 50 myself. 1t may not be too
late. -
He started up, and his chair fell.
Amaryllis opened her empty eyes, then
look of intelligence camo into her
nshen face The doctor had nearly
reached the door, when in q tone half
whisper, half shrek, she called out:
Doctor, don't leave me before it's
made !"
He turned, saw her sitting up, but
ms he moved toward her shc fell back
and the nightcap came off, showing the
scanty gray hair to which the golden
fringe was fastened.
Too late said the doctor, feeling
for the beating OF tho heart "Too late +;
you'-
I'm an honest woman" answered
Janet, land I've no sympathy with 9TH
ar peoples by blows. ''-Exchange.
The Portland Vase.
Glassmakcrs at an early day, even be-
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