The Newtown bee., 1898-07-22
town, Barbara ?"
Eyes, sir"

ny s, SIR"
A moment while he spoke with the
captain and another terrible moment be-
tween the Kingfisher's deck and her
own small boat, tossing below, and then
Barbara had the oars In her hands and
was rowing up the harbor.
DR. Eyre sat in the stern but beyond a
word or two at the first, he scarcely
spoke for the whole way. At the land
ing place Barbara waited for a moment
after tying her boat; then as he seemed
to have no questions to ask, she turned
slowly up the street, casting curiou.
glances at him from the corners Of her
eyes az he walked along beside her.
| Joshua was standing in the doorway
when they reached the house.
! Here Is the medicine, Grandfather,
she said giving him the box. AS his
glance turned inquiringly toward her
companion the added something in
whisper.
Joshua came outside. II am glad to
be able to thank you for your kind
obligeance, sir,' he said.
"Pray do not mention. was most"
The surgeon of the ''Kingfsher'' scam
ed JOshua's face and apparently forgot
to finish his sentence.
"Wilt not step in?" Joshua brushed
aside shabby white lock that the wind
blew in his eyes. "An' you are not in
haste I should deem it a favor II you
| would look at a sick man."
DR. Eyre bowed. Neither the old man
nor the child suspected that 1t was be-
cause he could not speak.
Joshua led the way to where the
| Frenchman lay tossing and muttering,
| and in few words described the pro-
gress Of the disease. The surgeon of
| the "Kingf1sher" nodded now and then
! in assent, but did not raise his eyes
again to Joshua's face. Once, however,
IS he Interrupted with a question, he
| felt the curious gaze of the other and
bent quickly over the sick mans pulse.
Would you say six grains to begin
with ?" Joshua ssked at last.
| DR. Eyre tried the sick mans pulse
oEce more and hesitated.
''An' 'twere my own case, I'm think
idg should give him nine at once," he
said, slowly" The disease seems to
have taken It's most obstinate form"
| Something in the tone made Joshua
start and again fxedlY at the profile be-
fore him. A cloud of white dust fell
. from the box he was holding, as he
turned into the shop-room, and when,
after several minutes he came back
with some of the powder mixed with
wine, the hand that held the glass to the
sick mans lips was still unsteady.
From their chairs on opposite sides of
| the bed the two old men cast furtive
glances across as they waited to watch
the effect OF the draft, each retreating
consciously IS he met the gaze of the
| other.
An hour passed and at last the patient
fell into slight sl1mber. Joshua rose
and led the way into the shop.
"'Tis the first natural seeming sleep
he has had" he said, as he closed the
door.
"'Tis what he needs. The fever will
probably be broken when he wakes"
DR. Eyere moved uneasily about the
room. "You-you unite two profess
sions?" he asked, studying the wig la
bells.
Joshua watched him. "Wig-making is
my ltrade," he said, "'though I have
given some study to medicine for the
love Of it," :~. ....
eyes, it ruhs In the family" said the
other. ''Miles I''- The old surgeon
paused, then spoke abruptly, his hand
shaking as 1t rested on the table. 1.-THE |
blame was all mine, Miles. I've prayed |
night and morning for 40 years for a |
chance to say that before died."
Old Joshua crossed the room and laid |
an arm about his neck.
"No Humphrey" he said, "'twas a
foolish quarrel, but had the making Of |
it. / had an evil temper in those days"
The old surgeon raised his own arm to
Joshua's bent shoulders, and they stood |
like pair of boys.
'sI'm fearing that ran In the family, |
too, brother" he said. 'sAnd there was
another thing he added in lighter
tone, as he brushed q drop of salt water |
from his cheek, 1--WE Egres never made
ought but poor show with our pens.
You write as wretched hand as ever,
Miles. knew your E's at the first look /