The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1898-04-01
DAVIS DECISION.


"Yer don't mean to say she's dead,
doctor?"
Yes, l do" The doctor sat down
by the stove. "And it's a cold night to
die, Mrs. Page"
We'll be having the funeral by
Monday. suppose. I'll have to go
down to Debby's and borrer a black
cape. don't know where the money
will be coming from for the funeral;
and as for that boy"
you be good to the boy until to-
morrow, Mrs. Page, and I'll see what's
to be DONE" The doctor went over to
the corner Of the room and pulled the
cotton comforter over the fat legs Of a
boy Of four. fast asleep.
What did his father bring him
here for, anyway, and then 90 off and
leave him?-his mother too sick to
take any notice of him. except the fust
time she saw him; then she went on
like mad. had to call in Mrs. Dewey
to help me keep her in bed. She was
for following him right out into the
garden. Said as how she'd like to see
him in the sunshine. And now she's
dead. I amt going to do nothing
more
The doctor walked down the bill in
the cold wind, turning over in his mind
the different people in the village who
he thought would be likely to welcome
Davy into their household. Mrs. Nc
Arthur, though she had five children,
might take him. There were the
Thompsons-Jake,a lazy fellow, and
Mrs. Thompson doing all the work.
They were both fond of children, with
no children Of their own, and one
adopted girl already. The Casetts!
They had lost their only child few
months before. He would see them to-
morrow.
aver know, Milly, they do say the
Doctors looking for some one to take
care of Davy. He says it amt posi-
BILE to leave him with old Mrs. Page,
she treats him 50 bad. Poor little
chap!"
Jake put his foot on the edge Of the
stove and tilted back his chair as he
Rugged up closely the child in his
arms
How'd yer like little brother to
play with, Kitty"
Nov, Jake Thompson, don't yer be
talking that way to Kitty. You know
we can't take that child, and you out
OF work most Of the summer, and me
away all day at the hotel. I've wanted
q boy ali my life. But this amt the
time to take one in"
"Ill look in at the Doctors on my
way back, and see what he says, Kits
d nice girl, Milly; l love her, Coo
knows, but a son, Milly!"
! He stopped and kissed her--a rar,
thing-and Milly, tired as she. was, pu
the little adopted girl to bed, ant
cleaned up the house as for wedding
Jake found the men of the villag,
around smoky lamp at the back o
the store, looking over the mail.
"Expectin' letter, Jake?" asked Nc
Arthur.
"Well, no. I amt no expectation
In that line, and Jake chuckled to him
self and thought of the little round
faced boy.
1.-THE docs got pile of EN-"
Letters or boys?" asked Jake.
whats the matter with Jake? TIL
doctor amt got no boys. His are al
girls. Letters, OF course"
There's nothing like boy, eff
say it"
Little you know about It, jake
"I'll know more afore I'm throug
with it, though. The doctor bee
around tonight? Milly and l ar
thinking t-little-Davy."
well, that's like you, Jake. Such
man for lonesome young uns 1 neve
see. We've only got five, you know
but bless me, if Nelly didn't talk
over with me last night. l kind of Sc
on it, but if remember right, she ha
her way, as usual, and said she'd sc
the DOCTOR"
Guess I'll get there fust, Ma
Where's my hat?" and Jake started *
the door.
Hold on, Jake" said Cassett; "I',
got somethign to tell yer all. Amt Y,
heard about Davy?" Yer know the do
tor spoke to me. / guess he though
he'd have trouble to find anyone
J take the lad, and yer know how we'v
been kind of lonesome and sad sim
the boy died. And Hattie=-well, fir
she wanted him and then she didn
Il and we didn't know what to say 81
didn't like to think of filling the 9th
ones place, and yet she had plenty
time to look after the boy, and it wou
, make it less lonesome for her. So
y kept telling her, and we were eatil
dinner, and Hattie crying a little
women always do cry when they feel
little bad-when the door opened, al
who came walking in but Davy, wi
his dirty dress and his curly head al
his face all wet with crying! we
Davy, said, where did you COZ
from?'
az come down from Grams. l dol
y. like it up there. Say, can have sol
dinner? / hungry. You have sol
good dinner every day.?
r. Every day, Davy,' said Hattie.
h piling things up on his plate.
II Think I'll stay Davy said; a
boys, kind OF think he will. Eff y
=; could see him, his face shining clef
asleep in the crib, and Hattie sitting
> him, just as she sat by the other boy
- II guess you have the fust right, C;
sett," said Jake, as he moved iowa
Ia the door. "Yer-see-you've had
boy"
Horses with Crimson Tails.
The long tails Of the Shah of Persi
horses are dyed crimson for six incl
ot their tips-.-a ieaIouSly guarded mr.