Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1904-12-02

Mary did not pay any attention 10
the child and dog as they slipped past
her down to the sidewalk, but as they
were about to turn up the street. the
postman put out long arm and caught
Dolly.
Where are you goin, miss" he
asked, laughing, as she struggled to
free herself. You're too little to go
uptown alone"
Dolly Madison, just you take that
dog and trot into the house, where you
belong" cried the eXasperated servant.
IF you don't move quick, now," she
added threatening, as the postman set
the child on the lower step.
But the mail carrier showed signs of
continuing the conversation, and when
Dolly pleaded eagerly to be allowed to
go into the street, and Mary caught
the name of her mistress, she relented,
saying carelessly:
oh! Mrs. Flynn said you could?
Then 20 along, for goodness sake"
Dolly darted eagerly to the sidewalk
again, followed by Spot, and together
they hurried up the short street into
more respectable, peopled one. AS they
turned into the crowd, Dolly breathed
more freely. She was half afraid that
Mary would change her mind about
granting this unusual freedom, and
send that awful postlnan after her
On and on they went, past great
doors where throngs Of people were
entering and leaving, and past store
windows full Of toys which, another
| day, would have delighted her. No one
noticed the little runaway, or, if they
| did, it was only to smile, and remark
how bright and earnest the brown eyes
were, or how the low white socks had
| slipped down so as to be almost in
visible-for Mrs. Madison dressed her
baby as well as she could afford, even
neglecting her own dress to do so.
| Dolly took no interest in the gay
throngs Of people that she passed. She
had an indistinct idea of what she
wanted to do and she kept on.
Soon the streets grew less noisy, and
broader, there was an occasional tree,
and the sidewalks were smoother.
Houses took the place of stores, and
the child began to realize how tired
she was. Her little feet were burn
ing, and seemed very hard to lift, and
she sighed, soft baby sigh. Then her
face lit up.
Now We'll look for the incest, pret-
tiest house, Spot" she said eagerly,
then We'll ring the bell and they'll say
come in That's what mamma did"
|
In well-furnished library, a gentle
man was lying on a sofa, one foot,
which was tightly bandaged, on a pill.
low. The doctor, who had just re-
moved his hand from the bandage
rose to go.
"It's too bad, old man." he said
"It's bad sprain, and will take some
time to cure. 1t was the first time
you'd been out since Ethel's death
wasn't itT'
The patient nodded and cleared his
throat at the mention of his 6-year-old
girl, who had died two weeks before
} Her mother was dead, also, and he
was alone. His kind, genial nature
! had changed since the death Of his
, child.
The doctor took his leave, and Mr.
Abbott was left to himself. He picked
up a book, tried to read, threw f
down, and picked up a magazine. Bu
that soon followed the book, and h,
rang the bell impatiently.
, Get me cigar, will you, Thomas p
/ he said to an old servant.
, Thomas did as he was told, castins
a plying look at his young master.
: "It's too bad, sir" he said.
=. "It's beastly slow" grumbled Mr.
Abbott, with little kick at his wound