The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1901-03-09

i s'aeltly he seems to trust to no one
i s ". sometimes do not see him for
Gays together. Herbert is aWav and
relnton and I--I--Oh, DOCTOR" she con-
i clud 20 with g burst Of tears, IT am So
/ lonely and miserable and Wretched -
liner, mere there! said the doctor. h11r,-.
rec T,ecly, don't cry, my dear-don't cry.
IL l3see your father, and it there's mnch
the matter, we'll have Herbert home
at q once zee Don't cry! There, there! be
i q woman 70. and not a baby. So, Mrs.
Wyllls has all the influence? Humph!
= panrlttlh1eress in petticoats, if ever
/ th'ere was one. Been waiting to take 4
i spring this twenty years, and, I rerk-
/ on, has done it at last" "
ne concluding portion Of the doc
/ TOTS speech was delivered entirely to
hlamself, as he followed Fannie
through the richly carpeted halls and
i& slnteroom that led to her fathers
study. g.. ~ 81. :" = : :
b, The room was already darkened
though the last rays Of sunset had not
YET Iaded IN the west; the carved lamp
that stood on the marble center table
was turned down to a feeble glinmer;
anu IN his easy chair before the hearth.
sat Robert Give, with bowed head and
/ folded arms. IT, - - ... i.
AS the door opened, a slender. black
robed figure moved noiselessly out Of
the shadow at the farther end of the
room, and Mrs. Wyllis faced the visit
| OrS. s>. -" y -
. Papa, here is DR.. Bond,' said Fan.
| ME, regardless of the housekeepers
murmured remarks that Mr.. Give had
| requested her to invite all visitors into
| tho marion hn
alone. Papa, you know dear mann
mas friend, and our old friend, DR..
Bond?"
Robert Give raised his head slowly,
and, prepared as the doctor was, for a
change, he was, for the moment,
shocked by the haggard countenance.
the hollow eyes, the worn and aged
expression Of the man who, but a few
months before had been seen in all the
vigorous prime of manhood.
''Dr. Bond!" he repeated, rising, with
a feeble assumption of his former
stateliness. "Of course, my dear, l
am pleased to see Dr. Bond. Take
seat, doctor. 1t is very-very cold
without. Mrs. Wyllis, a little more
light, if you please. And perhaps the
doctor will have something warm after
his ride. 1t is very cold this evening
very, very cold!"
He sank back in his chair, rubbing
his wasted hands together before the
fire, as if he would infuse some of it's
glow and fervor into his weakened
frame.
II stepped in to see how all WERE"
said the doctor, cheerily. 'tThis sort
of weather makes a dried-up old bach
elor long for glimpse Of bright home
fires and glad young faces. Miss Fan
ME don't look as blooming as I have
seen her of yore. You must keep an
eye on your roses, my dear. They
ought to bloom both winter and sum-
mer, on such cheeks as yours"
Miss Fannie confines herself too
much" interposed Mrs. Wyllis, softly.
Il often tell her a brisk walk through
the woods would be good for her,
health. Thqe young need change, re-
creation, excitement"
Eyes, yes,'' said Mr. Give, nervous
ly; Fannie needs change. I have
been thinking that she ought to 20 to
town for the winter. Mrs. Wyllis tells
me that it is lonely for young girl
here '> - 81.
20 to town without you, papa?" ex-
claimed Fannie, in dismay. eco away
and leave you here alone? Oh, you
surely do not mean it! I could never
leave you here alonew ;.
"Wyllis would give me all the atten-
ton I require" answered Mr.. Give, in
constrained voice. ut is quite I'M
necessary to think Of me. I am quite
Well-very we'll! Mrs. Wyllis, as you
know. my dear, attends perfectly to
my comfort and we'll being. There is
no use in your remaining here-none at
all!'
when did you hear from that wan
dering son of yours?" asked the doc
tor, changing the conversation, in pity
for the young girl, whose quiverina
lip and fearful eyes showed how keen
ly she felt her fathers words. "It is
time he was thinking Of a homewaru
journey"
Herbert? When did we hear from
Herbert?' repeated Mr. Give, thought
fully. ''Do you remember when we
heard from Herbert, Mrs. Wyllis?
Take a seat; l did not observe you
were standing. When was it we heard
from my boy?'
"About two months ago, think, sir,'
said Mrs. Wyllis, whose light eyes
emitted CLEANS of crafty triumph
whenever her master thus referred the
conversation to her. ''You remember,
1t was q very short note from Paris,
stating he was about to travel East
Yes, yes; I remember; very short
note-very short, indeed. We have not
heard from him since then"
II should advise you and Miss Fan.
ME here to run over and look him up"
said the doctor, as, after a few mo
ments' longer stay, he rose to take his
leave. 'The trip would do you both
good. and SO would the change" he
added, with a glance toward the figure
In the shadOw-the noseless woman,
who, with her mittened hands, folded
one above the other saw the visitor
out, and then returned to her post in
the darkened ROOM. where Robert
Give again bowed his head before the
fire, like one stricken by sorrow or
shame. IT. Il. : ..@..,.-s- fl, -.E.s r.
You haven't taken your tonic, SIR"
whispered the crafty temptress. ut
is past the time. I was about to hand
it to you when Miss Fannie insisted
upon introducing the doctor. much
against my emonstrances; for knew
you wished for no professional atten-
ton at ALL III .
Certainly not-certainly notv' he