The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1900-03-15

choly ris.s. shsn be started from ,
. b'isi aose. si The sound Of voices 10 81
ad!aininE sppsrinsnt
All 10 be lsi, 70 The sidos. shf said Z
ehesfy sScsni o.. chaley. shsis luehy
,hiSg for ypai ioa hsvs slssys loved
bert
oi eoaIse | hsv,l rsisroed voice
~ti,b Dribrope Recognized q That cf bis
slis'. cousin. Chrilsy cas,lsion Dil
thiops'r gooI ieilox enopen, aud have
n'fs wori sssiost hin personally. bat be
revfr wss bait good encogb for Asaesl
i a ssslthy si5osl musiosls repeste !
Liey C.s,lstoi. Why. Charley, /, would
o., ,on up 10 lI'e.
sbslI propose ~ econ ~ The old iellos
J. ssil uadtfe,cnn5. said c,siie,oo. grave
Ily,
Bere Mr.. Dilihfope bounced in bid TO
make spre 1t was hsnbel blanket over
hiG. instead Of Gods aud bhcs walnut
Aod, xert 90 the hesrtlsss young mis
ere4o', sh.',l hsve me. al eoune
Agsie always liked ycu iIteri scted Miss
L1cy,
Tue deuce the did mottered MIR. Dil
thrope, giving al o. her srsmodic jerk,
| shall take her TO Eorope ssid Cha,
ley, 10 slow, ,nedlistise way wherei1 one
discusses the bright possibilities Of ope'r
future. She bss had bnt dismal time OF
it ls,ely. brewing Cruel for D!llhrope, spd
bathing bis head With oolosne and bay
ruu Now tsrline Won't enact the
selfish grand mogull Well keep this co,
iase icrs summer residence II will do
we'll e1ough " tn little alteration "a
cou,ervi oty thtu8u out at the south cod |
OF tue drawing room. and a librsry at the |
back, shall sell tfl the iarpitnre 81 suc
too, and
You will get out Of this. II ycu please.
st once tosred the voice OF the doomed
sufl4ier, md Charley Csstleton ttarted TO
behold Mr. Dilthtope standing tall and
spectral, with a theet wrapped about him
aud anger filming in bis eyes You may
do as You like after I'm dead; but Pm not
dead yell
Aud wearied out by perturbl tion OF
mind, and the excitement OF this unususl
Eff Ut. be dropped painting into chair.
lust ss Doctor Doyiland enter st the oppos
ite door.
Hellol erie the doctor. with long
" histlo Thought You we're dying2
Bat I'm not dyingl said Mr.. Dilthrope,
and | don't intend to die
not inst at present Ut ell eventsi
Brsyol cried the doctor, | would not,
III were you.
And Ebentzsr Dilthrope kept bis word.
He got well at once. Dootor Doviland
,ravely protested it was the most wonder
ul and speedy recovery be had ever wit
messed.
Do you kuor, doctor. said Mr.. Dill
the FIRST day be drove ont with bis
medical stteDdan', begin to b lleve-
hat wssn't 60 very sick after sli2
Have you inst found 1t out2 said the
ioctor Didn't tell you 30 long sgop
II it hadn't been for that scoundrel Gas
le'op, ssii Dilthrope, | should have died
n good earnestl
Possibly. said Doctor Doyiland. The
mind swsys he body powerfully. But
hat scouudrel Css,ie.on. as you call him, .
gas nothing more nor less than brisk
ose Of medicine, administered for your
eli Il
Ebl cried Dilthorpe. pricking up his q
srs. Then he wasn't in love with Agnes
fter sll2
He is TO to be msrriei to lovely young VI
heiress next week, said the :"
octor L, was all a plot OF ours TO cure u
oul .
And it h.s succeeded, said Dtlthrcpe, ="
tier few uilu es OF meditation. Bnt y
", doctor, | thsll never give you such
nothet chance
hope you will not. said Doctor Dow ="
md, lsnghiog.