The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-02-10

in one second it had enveloped her
as in winding sheet.
"Oh, John, save me! save me"
rushing toward him like pillar of
fire With great presence of mind
he caught up the woolen blanket and
threw it around ber; in some mlracu-
lous way he got her out OF the back
door and wrapping the blanket round
and round, he held her dowI on the
grass. writhing and screaming IN her
agony.
The doctors face was white and set
but there was on it look which
spoke mot of death-but of deliver
anco." Waterloo was far behind him
with the m1sts and the miasma of
the night This that confronted him
now. terrible as it was-held pOssibi-
lities of youth and hope. He com
passed the situation-he calculated
the chances-he threw his whole soul
into the balance. and believed that he
should win. With soldier-like preci-
sion he marshaled his forces, and is
sued his orders.
Mike. yoke the oxen into the big
CESS hay cart. and put on it the best
featber-bed. Boys, bring ont the pill
lows and blankets. Lib, get the best
chamber in order-put on the softest
linen sheets Be lively! All ready.
| Startr'
The doctor squared his broad
shoulders and headed the strange
procession, as If he was marching on
to Austerlitz Down the hill they
went, the old hay cart creaklng so
| lemnly over the stones. The morn
ing light was just breaking in the
east.
As they drew up before the little
brown house not a minute was to be
lost. The thing TO be done that hour
was only well done if done qnickly.
Il must take one look at my mother
first" sobbed the agonized girl, as the
doctor lifted her in his strong arms
tenderly.
You shall, NY cnild! Keep quiet!
Steady noww
The first ray of the rising sun shot
| over the bed as the doctor stopped to
the dying woman. She lifted up her
hands and placed them on the head
of her child.
''Oh, Susan. my baLv, my little one!
that you should go ont to die like
thisr'
Susan shall not die, by the grace
God! She goes ont, not to die, but
TO livew
The DOCTORS eyes were misty, but
his voice rang ont like clarion.
1t had been the source of great
pride to Mike and the little boys that
the doctor was the owner of the only
carriage the village possessed. That
he never was known to drive IN 1t was
due to an automatic law. "One body
cannot occupy two places at one time"
If be was in his sulky behind Fan, or
on Dragons back, he could not be in
his carriage, therefore, what time it
was not loaned it was put up" to
accumulate dust.
But it happened one bright morn
ing in tee early fall that passer by
would have observed unusual excite
ment in the carriage house. Mike
and the little boys were busy shaking
out the cushions. dusting, polishing
and greasing. In the midst of all
this commotion who should appear at
the door but Squire BoHles's little
colored boy, Pete. What for yer
done go clean up dat ere kerridge?"
Now if there was one thing more
than another that Mike detested in
his inmost soul, 1t was a darky. He
was bound by the price of his head.
to treat Lib with all proper Difference
The Hebrew poet must have had some
such vision as Lib in his mind when
he informed the daughters of Jeru
salem" of woman "black, but come
ly" Moreover, Lib had been from
tender years an honored member of
the doctors family, trained by mls
tress who had taught her with equal
fidelity, both to speak the English
language and to scour her brasses
But for the floating half and half.
Glow lived, lazy, good for-nothing
trash, Mike had no USE SO he turn
ed fercely upon the luckless Pete
with flourish Of bis duster that WAS
like menace.
What the divil do yer want aroun'
here, yer GRIMM nigger? Shure, an
it'f meeself as will break iv'ry cussed
pone in yer body if yer doant be after
lawn these premises directly, or me
name is not Mike Maloney.'
Thus confronted, poor Pete in his
confusion planted his bare foot in a
basin of hot lard and turned it over.
Mikes wrath knew DO bounds. Good
enuff for yez, ye meddlin' spalpeen.
It's meeself as will not lave rs much
as dish cloth" Suiting the action
to the word, he twisted his long fin
gers i'll Petes woolly pate and seemed
abont to hurl him into "kingdom
come
"Wha is all this about?" 1t was
the doctor who interrupted those dl
versions.
"De squar, he says as how he has
done gone an got the tyforisus faver,
sorr," said Pete, bending over his
, inilamed foot.
"Go into the Office, aud ask Still
man to do up yoir foot, Pete, aud
!, wait till come back. l will carry
= you home, and the boys may 60, too
| Mike, hurry up that carriagel'
Mikes expression was anything
but reassuring-he had lost I'll pleas
ire IN his work.
AN is it for this" he muttered
/, that | have been polishin' up this
3 conveyance? Shure, an / thort il
. was bad enough for the doctor to be
afther taking Susan Gowing home
9 an she able ter walk ivry sthep o
r the way-lettin' alone that dirty baste
I of a niger"
0 Tbackeray's favorite edibles were
y raw oy sters and onions. aud it may
I be recalled that he told MIR. Field