The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-04-06

" NILS. DulltI QOOI d1lll u1tO Uccl
sternly denied admittance. He pull
ed himself together, however, at the
meet, and answered the numerous
inquiries after his wife with an off
hand nonchalance which did hin
credit. There was long interval
of standing about by the cover, and
Mr.. Buffers mare, young one
could not stand it. When they got
away eventually, she bolted, rush
ed at a fence, missed it and came
down heavily.
"What a jolly good thing!" muir
INJURED Mr.. Butler as he sank into
unccnsciousness.
1t was Dr.. Willoughby who un-
dertook to break the news OF her
husbands accident to Mrs. Butler.
She was more feverisl that after
noon and dreadfully depressed, but
he set about his task with the slight
est possible circumlocution
"Well, Mrs. Buller," he said,
"you're not to have the sick list all
to yourself after all. Horses can
play tricks, it seems, as we'll as bi-
Cycles
Mrs. Butler turned her head sharp
ly. She was a good deal bruised,
and there was little else that she
could turn.
"What do you mean!" she de.
manded as the color rushed into her
woebegone face. "Not Georges"
Then, as she read assent in the doc
tors face, she turned white to her
lips. "Ohl'' she gasped, with a
sudden change of tone. "He's not
hurt badlyl''
"Hurt badlya No, of course not, ;"
returned the doctor cheerily GA
very neatly fractured leg, that's all
"a companion to your arm. Moth
ing to faint about, assure you"
"I'm not going to faint" declared
Mrs. Buller-indeed, considerable
amount OF color had come hack to
her cheeks, and her eyes were dane
ing. "Poor old boy! I'm dreadful
ly sorry Her voice gave a curl
ously different meaning to the
words. II know what horrid pain
it is, don't II But I've always told
him that horses were quite as-I
mean, I've always said that you run
great risks with horses. How did
! it happen, doctors Is he pretty
comfortable? Is there anything l
have for my arm that he would likei
Take him some of those grapes, will
youi He'll be so thirsty"
During the weeks that followed
the respective attendants on Mr.. and
Mrs. Butler had very busy time of
it Each patient took quite an ex-
traordinary interest in the symp-
toms and progress of the other, and
each was, Of course, confined to his
or her room. 1t was all quite i'm
personal. Mrs. Buffers eyes were
hardly opened in the morning be-
fore her nurse must repair to Mr.
Buffers door to inquire whether he
had been able to sleep or whether
his leg had felt-this, that or the
other-as her arm had done. Mr..
Butler could not rest easily for an
hour together without full and par
ticular information as to the partic-
ular position in which Mrs. Butler
found her ankle gave her least pain.
Mrs. Butler had flowers sent her,
and the lions share had to go to her
husbands room. Mr.. Butler found
something particularly entertaining
in the illustrated papers, and it
must forthwith be taken to Mrs.
Butler. OF course it was only hu-
man, as Mrs. Butler assured herself
at frequent intervals, to take an in
terest in another fellow creature
who was suffering just as you your
self were suffering and in the very
same house. OF course, as Mr.. Bull
Ter assured DR.. Willoughby more
than once, it was rather lark to
compare notes.
The sprained ankle made progress
quicker than the broken limbs.
When Mrs. Bulle1> was able to be
moved to q sofa, MIR. Butler being
still in his bed, DR.. Willoughby sug-
gested that Mrs. Butler should be
wheeled into his room and pay him
0 little visit.
81 dare say he's very dull, poor
thing!'' she said. II don't know
that there is any reason why I
should not go today
II don't know that there is, said
DR.. Willoughby. So that afternoon
there was great activity in both sick
rooms. Mr.. Buffers nurse had to
arrange flowers, to put away this,
to straishten that and to shake up
the cushions of the armchair doz-
en- times. Mrs. Buffers nurse mad
to change her PATIENTS dressing
gown twice, and her maid was requi-
sitioned to do her hair. And at
about 4o'clock knock came at Mr..
Buffers door, and Mrs Butler ap-