Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-08-06

''I'Ue kctched 'trp prG2rS7' oper It." nurse an one thing another-an' she got scared an sent fer Dr. lobe. You know him an Mrs. Dugan has been at outs fer the last year. It seems that she kept totin' tales about town in regard to his doins in Rome fore he moved here, an the upshot of 1t was that she has about busted his chances with Hallie Irwin. They say he was awfully mad at Mrs. Dugan. We'll when he come to see the baby several of us lowed thar'd be some fun, so we went over, the last one of us with different remedy of some sort an dead loads O. advice. The fust thing Dr. lobe did was to drive us all acrost the hall to the settin' room an begun to examine the baby. But Mrs. Dugan, bless yore soul, ac- cordin' to her that was her house, an she was Mary Hough's stay an sup port, an she wedged erse'f in the sick room. Some of us went in the kitchen so we could git look an hear what tuck place. He told Ter in plain Eng fish to git out, but she didn't budge; he ordered Ter ag'in, but she only stood the firmer. I don't think ever seed a tmadder man. His black eyes was jest Nlazin' an his hands shook so he e(u1d hardly mix his medicines Then tIAa crash come.
 Says he to her, Have you been handlin' this ,babyT An she says, I reckon it's hardly been out O my lap fer the last two days Then says he, with satisfied grin, You'd better not go out to the rest O. them hens in the other room fer this childs got scarlet fever Scarlet feverp yelled Mrs. Du- gan, an she looked like she'd sink in ustonishment. Why, you don't mean itv He told Ter yes, that's what ailed the baby, an that he was goin' to re- port it to the authorities an put up a quarantine. Us women all scattered like a flock O scared blackbirds, but we heard 'em jowerin' clean out to the fence I'm not a-goin' to stay cooped up here that long Mrs. Dugan said. Yes, you'll have to- we heard i'm say. 'Gaddin' about like you do, you'd scat ter more microbes than a Texas torna- do' After he went off old Dr. Stone
 
 to the gate an called out to i'm an tried to git i'm to contradict what pr. lobe had said about the disease, but he jest sorter laughed an said it would be contrary to professional etiquette fer i'm to express an opinion. Furder down the street he met Miss Cynthia Gibbs, an she hauled i'm in an axed i'm what he thought about the case. It looked like he thought it was pow erful funny fer he mighty nigh split his sides a-laughin'. The baby'S got some'n',' he said, an that's all she could git out'n i'm. The marshal come up an put the red flag on the gate, an the two women an the baby's housed up till Dr. lobe lifts the quarantine. was jest a-thinkin' me n Hortense will have rest Mrs. Dugan would a met you at the gate to find out about But I clean forgot to tell Mandy to put the biscuit in the stove an warm over yore tater pies" And, with little flush on her face, Mrs. Hillyer rose and ripped from the room.
 Hortense Snowden turned from the window, where she had been standing while her aunt was talking, and stood before her uncle.
 George is in love with Lydia Gran ston,' she said softly. That's one req son this is going so hard with him."
 "Yes, I think he is,' replied the old man, "an' was jest wondertn' eff the conviction would have any-you know --effect on her"
 .'I don't think he's ever spoken one word Of love to her." said Hortense. "She is the proudest, haughtiest crea- ture that ever lived and yet at the same time as simple and unaffected as she can be. It seems like she gets the sweet side of her nature from herself 1 and the other from her people. uncle. they are just about the most aristo- cratic family that ever lived here"
 "Oh I know that I don't think I i ever seed the major without his silk hat. kid gloves and gold headed cane. Somehow it seems a pity George look cd so high, but, Hortie, the boy is jest 1 that way about everything; he will have the best or nothin'. But reckon he knows about how the Cranstons will look at tt-I say reckon he knows ] that, an that's what's made i'm so low | spirited"
 '4That must be 1t, uncle" And silence fell between them. The sound of the | coffee mill came harshly in from the Kitchen, and then they heard Mrs. Hill- 1 yer singing hymn as she moved about in the adjoining dining room.
 CHAPTER IIl.