Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1895-02-08

AAo hui iutSuueu w BifC tuc uuuer-
takcr huff crown and to depart rs
he had come; but he had put it of till
too late.
Here was proposterous dilemma
Tho doctor, who seemed to DO in q
great hurry, felt his pulse, looked at
his tongue aud sounded him with
stcthoscopo before no had in any way
recovered his self command.
"What excuse shall I mnke?"
Sydney asked himself meanwhile.
"What excuse shall mako when he
finds there is nothing the matter with
me?"
TO his surprise the doctor, having
finished his examination, sat down ut
his desk to write a prescription, look
ing very grave indeed, and trying not
to moet his patients eye.
''Your heart is all wrong" no sal
gloomily. ''You must be very care
full. No excitement mind, no violent
cxcrtionl Light diet, chop, fish; no
wine, no beer, no smoke. Take this
three times n day and como to SEQ me
again in week. I'm afraid it's oil
over with you. Good morning. Good
morning."
Sydney WINS in tho sunlit street
agnin and tho lido OF London lifo
ronrcd around MS before. But to him
everything was changed. He stood n
stranger i'll a.city ho had never seen.
"Hcnrt discnse-Pvo got heart dis
case, he repeated to himself stupidity.
cts all over with mo. He needn't
hive put it in that brutal way. Oh
bosh there must DO somc mistake :;
tho mans mn internal chnrlntan. I'll
take no notice of him." But mo-
mcnt aftcrwari he was painfully call
ing to memory every word of tho in
terview, every tone, every look and
weighing them with anxious delibcra-
ton. And then he rccollected having
heard TINT people who had heart dis,
case were often tho last to know of
their statc. anu ho remembered, too,
that ho had been troubled more than
once with curious feeling in the left
side. At TINT very mo nent sharp
pnin went through him like n knife.
"Thc doctor is right enough" he
muttered; "Tm very bad. 1 feel it
now. I'll go and get his stuff made up
ut once. No Excitement If 1 get
excited l suppose 1 shnll fall down
dead. But how nm to got over to-
night without excitcment? However.
L must risk that. She must DO taken
out of tho clutches of TINT old brute
OF father of hers Mt oil hazards. And
then l must say goodby to her forever
If L survive-for it's clear TINT /
can't marry her now with one foot.
perhaps both feet, in tho gravel"
He had his medicine undo UP and
took n dose. But what could medi-
cine do in n serious case like this?
He. was too far gone! He had no
doubt it was only colored water-
prescribed for tho snko of soothing
him, MS if he wero q child. But he
would look tho thing III the face and set
his house in order. Ho went to livery
stable and ordered II carriage to call
for him Mt 8 o'clocd in tho evening.
Then ho posted off to his solicitor.
Tho lawyer was personal friend.
My dear boy, 1 am glad to SEQ you
Como and lunch with mo ut tho club,
aud we'll go to Lords nftcrward. But
say, you don't look very Alright.
Nothing wrong, hopol"
"Cnn you mako my will-now-
directly-this very momcnt-right of
ON the spot?"
"Most decidedly can," replied the
lawyer, becoming professional ut once,
and pulling sheet of fair, white fools
cap from his desk. Then he looked
hard Mt Sydney, whom three hours of
mental misery had changed consider
ably.
There's nothing wrong" bluntod
out Sydney, "but want it out of tho
WAY, once for NIL 1 should like to
have it signed and finished by o'clock
ifpossiblc.
"Fhat il in two hours" remarked
the lawyer, looking at his watch. eyes,
we cnn manage that provided it isn't
very long. and still go to Lords after, +"
and ho began to write. "You'ro not
going to die, old man, never fear {;
you'll have many another lark with
me-"
The will was finished by 100 and
deposited i'll the safe. They shook
hands and Sydney snid wearily {:
You'll excuse mo not lunchlng with
You to-day, won't you? I don't seem
to have any appetite. And you'll OK
cuso my silence, too, for the present.
You'll know MI there is to know pretty
soon, I expect" and he sidled out of
the door without looking back.
II wonder what's up?" muttered tho
lawyer, us he went bnck to his desk.
'He certainly looks very ill.,. Some
ENHANCEMENT? Suicide? Nonsense I
And what an odd will Half his prop
erty to Sylvia Bulpett, who will have
plenty of her own when the old cur
mudgeon of father of hers dies. 1
shall know pretty soon, shnll II Poor
old Cartrieht!"
SIN the midst of life we aro in death, {"
Sydney, rs he strolled through
Lincoln's Inn Fields, with tho care
fully regulated step of an invalid. Ho
wished the sun would not slime 80
brightly and tho children scream SO
loud. II affected his nerves; Sydney
had nerves nowl He wanted only to
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