The Dickinson press., 1895-12-14

Hurried Up After Her.
woe be 10 anyone who thwarted her.
The old doctor had been unfortunate
enough to.Ho 30 In his independence.
and you know the result.
"Look hertz. said she to me, the first
day l calledAn obedience to her sum
mons. II rather like the look of you,
doctor, and l hear you are clever"
Il do my best, mnlam, of course" l
said.
"Oh, yes, l know; and you've come
fresh from London with all the new
ideas and experiences OF the best men.
Minson'span old, ~oplnionAted fudge-a
regular old salts and SIENNA and jalap
doctor. l don't want that. I'm not
going to be drenched with his nasty
draughts. l know nore than he does
about myself and what my complaint
IL. I'll tell you in doctors Latin, too.
It's Auno Domini 80, and eating and
drinking too many good things; that's
what's wrong with me. You said so
yourself as you entered the room, now,
didn't your
laughed and said frankly:
"Well, yes, Lady Mount-D enniston,
there really Is nothing else the mat
ter"
"Ho! Now, don't you think you are
a very foolish young man to tell me
30, when you might have humored my
whims and run up a long bill?"
"NO," said, II do not" T.
"That'll d." she said, sweetly; land
I've a good mind to send you about
your business; but l won't, for you are
Just the sort of a young man I want.
You come and e me twice a week,
and e to mi just as that carpenter
comes to e the park palings; but
don't give me pills and draughts; l
hate them"
II will try to do all that is necessary
by regimen" l said.
what! You'd better not, sir. I
invent long to live, and, as I'm we'll,
l mean to enjoy life as much as I
can. SO you know what you've
got to do. There, that's enough. It's
just lunch time. You stop and talk to
a lonely old woman. l want to know
you better: but you must find a wife.
Ladies don't like single men to attend
them. Get married."
livery WE'LL" I said. "When the
right lady comes to the front, not be-
FORE"
SO I attended Lady Mount-D Dennis
ton, and, to be in the fashion. plenty
OF tie neighboring gentry followed In
her wake. 10 tliat I began to make q
very respectable income, and people
said that l should now give up the
parish and the poor. But people are
not always right, for I did not, thank
goodness, as you will hear.
One day, during the hot summer. I
had been to see her ladyship, who was
suffering from Indigestion slightly: so
treated her. promised to look in next
day. and returned to Willowly. where
I found a letter, written in a delicate.
feminine hand, imploring me to come
and see n child who was i'll.
Every pretty, poorly-dressed young
widow lady, SIR" my %houseEeeper
said. "She's q dressmaker, trying "a
get a living in the lower part of the
town. She has been here three times
n seems In great trouble. Will yor
have your dinner before you: 60"
NO." l said, shortly; and openinf
the back window, l called to my mai
to bring around the chaise again, ant
was driven to the little four-roomet
cottage. whose door was opened by
sweet. ladylike looking person VIII
tried to speak, but could only gasp on
% words:
ing fast"
I hurried up after her into a rather
bare but beautifully clean room, and
1t was too true. The pathetic story
was easily grasped. A young widow
whose white. haggard face told Of
deep sorrow, followed by poverty. az
Onized now lest her one darling, I
beautiful little fellow three or foul
years old, should be snatched away.
l saw at a glance that l was onl!
just In time. The child was suffering
from one of those epidemic complaint
which seize suddenly and rapidly sal
away the vitality from the tendc
young frame of childhood, and m,
heart contracted with pity and douh
as I examined my senseless little pa
tient. II
.You have vent for me too late.
fear" I said. "You should have fetche
me sooner"
Z s'Oh, SIR" she replied, II have bee
four times to Dr.. Minson. and he ha
always been too busy to come. thong
lie promised"
"BruteT ! muttered. Z.
"And l have been three times
your house. but they told me you wei
away at the Park"
II tame directly I knew" I salt
hastily.
God will bless you for coming, do'
~" she hnlf sobled. "Ohs pray. pral