The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-02-08

tied it on me. He sent me $500 for her
and her child and begged me to look
after them. | did sure enough, for |
still hated her. / found she was in Lon
don, so sent her just enough to keep
her going. for l wanted her to live the
cruel life, which. as l expected, she had
come to lead. Year by year he sent me
money, till last year, when letter
came to say he was dead | kept nearly
all of the money, and when, two years
ago. she died, sent no more, but l had
tho child watched, and he's Charles
Hartford on the Monarch And. doctor,
since I've been i'll and seen the parson
feel | can't die without doing right. so
make the will, for love o. Godr
The doctor began TO write
Stop" said Janet, who during the
tale had walked up and down like
wild beast Its ell madness; she's
delirious.
The dying woman heard her words.
In The box under the bed you II find
all Franks letters They'll prove the
story"
In few minutes DR.. Watson had fin
ished the short win and read it to
Ama:yllis Janet sat grimly on the
black horsehair sofa and did not offer TO
raise her sister to sign.
Come, Miss Webster" he said i'm
patiently, lone mustn't lose time. "
She did not move
"What about witnesses?" she asked
I'm be one" he answered, "you -
"Not me, " she replied hastily. that
would make my legacy bad know
that. Father was a lawyer "
The doctor knew this was true and
was at onco vexed and perplexed
ITO ease her. he said.
ITS no use. D." she broke in, I'm not.
Will she last three parts Of an hourS
can get to Mr.. Trclois. our nearest neigh
Dor. in the time. and bring him. "
DIR. Watson looked at his patient.
"Yos. perhaps an hour, but be quick. "
Janet put on an old black hat that
looked like bonnet fiattened for coun-
try wear and rough shawl Of sham
Shetland fleece. opened the door. letting
in more Of the cold air than was noces-
sary, and went out. Summing it heavily
The doctor sat down by the bedside,
then recollected he was hungry, and as
Amaryllis did not answer his request
rummaged in 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 in any form. He made up the
fire and sat in front of it, longing to
smoke till its genial warmth cropt gen
tly through him and sleep overcame the
poor man, who had walked FIVE and TWEEN
ty miles that day ON his i'll paid rounds.
The noise of the opening of the door
awoke him, and, conscience stricken, he
hnstened 10 the bed Amaryllis was still
alive, but on tho very limits of the Dor
derland. There was still time He turn
cd 10 janet
There's just life. he said Bring
him in quickly"
Hes not with me. she replied
stolidly. HE was out "
Dr. Watson looked at his watch.
Its two hours since you started,
what
Jdutt kdNc II NutttiJ hinlie.
"They expected him every minute |
waited. He was too drunk when he came
in. "
A bright idea came into the doctor S
mind.
"Sign as witness, " he said IF the
legacy is bad, it does not matter. You'll
get it just the same as next of kin. "
tl.fstl- IT,
replied Janet, with hoarse laugh.
"Then you We never been to Mr.. Ire
lois?" shouted the doctor. You
I'm not such fool, " she answered
grimly. but. oh, it was cold in the
garden -
As she spoke she came close to the
fire, which glowed impartially ON her
rugged. dingy face
"D-i' said the doctor passionate
~. I'm 30 myself 1t may not be too
late.
He started up, and his chair fell
Amaryllis opened her empty eyes, then
a look of intelligence came into her
ashen face The doctor had nearly
reached the door. when in n tone half
whisper. half shrek. she called out;
doctor. don't leave me before it's
mader'
He turned. saw her sitting up. but
rs he moved toward her she 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 the heart TOO late
YOU
I'm an honest woman, answered
Janet. land I've no sympathy with 9th
er peoples by blows "-Exchange
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great degree of skill and proficiency