The Forrest City times., 1898-11-18
constructed after the dear old Mother Goose fashion. You know she says:

\ l4 Goose fashion. You know she says: For every evil under the sun | There is remedy or there is none | If there be one. try and find It. II there be none, never mind itr
 And, now, l must run along; and I'm going to speak quite frankly to Mrs. Grosvenor to-day, for if she knows just how we are situated perhaps she will l interest herself to find me another place. I'll do anything. go anywhere, fl only l can earn enough to keep mother and you comfortable even though the dear old home must go."
 Mary was now wrapped in her shab- by cloak, and was pulling on her nit | tens.
 .It's an awful day" said Susan. mouInfully; land dreadfully slippery; look out for yourself"
 | 'I will. Kiss mother for me. when she awakes;" and in another minute Mary was on her way, and battling bravely along against the driving snow and the fierce north wind. l The morning train that day had brought stranger to this quiet town. He was rather grim-looking per sonage, and was apparently in a very bad Iumor. It had been clear when he left the city in the early morning. and he found himself landed-um- brellaless-in a driving storm when he reached Hillsboro'. That had an- noyed him, and his first thought was 10 take train right back to town. But when on inquiry he found that | there would be no return train until the one lie had originally intended to take, late in the afternoon, he de- cided 10 go on and get his disagree able business over with and done with.
 Then he had found that there was no conveyance to be had at that for saken station, and no telephone con- nection with any stable, and that there was nothing for him to dc but to push h forward on foot through the storm, which he finally did in an ever-increas- ing ill-humor.
 | He had but mile to go-the man at the station had told him, and the road was straight, So he could not miss the small, white cottage, just this side of inc covered wooden bridge. But the road had seemed to stretch out interminably, and the snow and freezing street combined to make walking more difficult at every step.
 So there was not often man in a worse humor than this man was, when | the low, white cottage he was seeking at last came into sight. And now, as he suddenly hastened his footsteps, he somehow slipped and fell heavily striking his head and doubling his left | arm under him. But he made no mur- mur at this misadventure, but lay still and quite unconscious on the ground. l When he again opened his eyes, he was on the bed in small, neat room; but all that he thought of at first was that his head was paining him ter ribly, while his arm was hurting him even more. Some one whom he could not see was fussing with his head and making the pain still worse. He felt so desperately cross and i'll that he impatiently ordered the unseen med dler to leave him and his head alone. 1 T beg your pardon" said a pleas ant voice, "but it's a bad cut. and it should be dressed at once. Pm per l fectly competent to do it, but your arm will have to watt until the doctor comes."
 "What's the matter with my con founded arm?" He tried to move it, and groaned outright with the pain.
 Its broken, I'm afraid; but the doc tor will be here to set it soon." Then the hapless stranger fell to rating the place, the storm and his accident so soundy, that another voice, from another as yet unseen in- dipiduai spoke up in sharp rebuke:
 "Aren's you ashamed of yourself 10 | talk so-when we're doing our best to help you!"
 l "Oh, hush, Susan" broke in the l pleasant voice. "He's suffering dread fully; he really don't know what he's saying"
 "Yes, dol" said the stranger, gruff- ly, "anl beg your pardon; but you've been hurting me like the delcel"
 "Ah, here's the doctor" said the | pleasant voice in tone of relief And then the stranger found himself trans ferred into the skillful hands of the profes essional-whose treatment of his wounds was much more rigorous than that of the deft and gentle fingers he had railed against hut now. When al last his head had been ban daged, and his arm had been set. the physician gave some brief instructions to his new patient. He would have to | remain where he was for several days, and must keep very quiet, on account of the wound in his head.
 But l must return to town today" the stranger said, peremptorily. "I have an engagement fer tomorrow and Thanksgiving dinners are not to be put off"
 "All right. go." said the doctor, "and the consequences will be brain fever"
 The stranger was silent for mo