The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1904-06-01

nearly all of the money, and when,
two years ago, she died, | sent no
more, but 1 had the child watched,
and he's Charles Hartford on the
Monarch. And, doctor, since I've
been i'll and seen the parson I feel
I can't die without doing right, SO
make the viii, for love of Gcdw
The doctor began to write.
"Stop!" said Janet, who during
the tale had walked up and down
like wild beast. "It's all madness;
she's delirious."
! The dying woman heard her
words.
ain tl.a Sex under the bed you'll
find su Franks letters. They'll
prove the story"
In g few minutes DR.. Watson had
finished the short will and read it
to Amaryllis. Janet eat grin.1y on
the black horsehair sofa and did not
offer to raise her sister to sign.
"Come, Miss Webster" he said
impatiently; ''one mustn't lose
:ime."
She did not move.
"What about witnesses?" she
asked.
"rn be one" he answered.
"You"-
"Not me-" she replied hastily;
"fhat would make my legacy bid
I know that. Father was = law
yer"
The doctor knew this was true
and was at once yexed and per-
picked.
"To ease her. he said.
'1t's no USE" she broke in; "I'n
not. Will she last three parts of an
hour? / can get to Mr.. Trelois, our
nearest neighbor, in the time and
bring him."
DR.. Watson looked at his patien!..
eyes, perhaps an hour, but be
quickp
Janet put on an old black hat
that looked like bonnet lattened
for country wear and rough shawl
Of sham Shetland fleece, opened the
door, letting in more Of the cold air
than was necessary, and went out,
slamming it heavily
/ The doctor sat down by the bed
side, then recollected he was hun
CRY, and as Amaryllis did not an
swer his request he rummaged in an
unlocked cupboard and found some
bread and cheese, which he ate raw
enously, moistening it with some
brandy that he found in bottle by
the bedside, despite his strict orders
against alcohol in ally form. He
made up the fire and sat in front of
it, longing to smoke, till its genial
warmth crept gently through him
and sleep oVercame the poor man,
who had walked five and twenty
miles that day on his i'll paid rounds
The noise of the opening of the door
awoke him, and, conscience stricken,
he hastened to the bed. Amaryllis
was still alive, but on the very lin
its of the borderland. There was
still time. He turned to Janet.
"There's just life" he said. "Bring
him in quickly"
"He's not with RE-" she replied
stolidly. Gle was out"
DR.. Watson looked at his watch.
otis two hours since you started;
what"
! Janet gave a dreary smile. ..
''They expected him every minute.
waited. He was too drunk when
he came in"
A bright idea came into the doc
tors mind. {,
"Sign as Witness" he said. "If
the legecy is bad, it does not matter.
You'll get it just the same as next
Of kim"
s'Do you think / didn't know
that?" replied Janet, with hoarse
laugh.
aThen you've never been to Mr..
Trelois?" shouted the doctor.
'sYou"-
.1,m not such a feel," she an.
swered grimiy. ssBut, oh, it was
cold in the garden!'
As she spoke she came close to
the fire, which glowed impartially
on her rugged, dingy face.
sIll go myself" said the doctor.
eTt may not be TOO late"
He started up, and his chair fell.
Amaryllis opened her empty eyes;
then look Of intelligence came into
her ashen face. The doctor had
nearly reached the door when = a
tone half whisper, half shrek, she
called out: al
Doctor. don't leave me before
/ it's madel" .
He turned sad saw her sitting up,
but as he moved toward her she fell
back.
TOO late" !" said the doctor, feel
ing For the beating of the heart