Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-11-29

David eagerly.
Every well. No, no! Keep the money
in the meantime. And cheer up, Hous-
ton. Don't mind anything your wife may
say and don't mention anything in the
way of your business, however, pleasant.
Let her go on thinking you're a. gar
dener, not Joiner. And her aunt must
do the same. 1t seems to content her.
Now I'll go and wire to the man who's
most certain TO help us. Good night"
The doctor hurried off, and David
was OH his way back to the cottage
when high voice recalled him to the
gate.
"How is your wife tonight?" inquired
Miss Perk. 81 was coming to ask, but
perhaps you can tell me without my
troubling Mrs. Wallace"
He told her all there was to tell of
the DOCTORS report, adding that the
great specialist was being telegraphed
for.
81 am glad to hear that. 1t is the
right thing to do, but For once
Miss Perk checked-nay, strangled in
Its birth-a question prompted by her
curiosity, the question being, How
can you afford it?" To her everlasting
credit be the strangling of that ques-
ton, for, alas! the poor lady has been
haunted by its ghost ever since.
Before leaving the gate she put other
questions of n sympathetic nature, and
finally, in softer tones than Houston
had ever heard her employ, she said:
"Tell Mrs. Wallace not to let your
wife want anything. Tell her to let
me know if l can be of-of any use
whatever" Strange that Miss Perk
said use" when she might have said
assistance"
David returned to the cottage little
less hopeless, a little less dreary, than
lie had left it.
On an evening a fortnight later Mrs.
Wallace stepped into the grocer's shop,
interrupting Mr.. Ogilvy in his occupa-
ton of pacing up and down behind the
counter.
"Ah, Mrs. Wallace, Pm rale gled to
see ye," he said, his sad wearicd eyes
Frightening us there ony word?"
AYE. jist cam in fur meenit to
tell We that David got letter the NIGHT
frae the nurse. Her an Jess arrived a.
RIGHT, an Jess is name the waur O. the
journey"
That's guild news! David III be unco
pleased"
"'Deed, aye. Tho puir lads thenkfu'
fur the least CHEEKY word the moo. It's
a sad time fur us a. An puir
aud Angus is awa'," sighed Mrs. Wal
lace.
early this mornin'," said Mr.. Ogilvy
in low voice, carefully examining the
point of his pencil.
HE sudna haze been DOT thon day."
"Ah, but he wud get up am gang to
see Jess afore she gaed on the boat.
lie sent Mistress Munro DOT a mes
sage, sayin' he was gaun to haze bit
nap, an he maun haze rose an nit on
his claes whenever her back was
turned. got an awfu' FRIGHT whenI
seen him comm doom to the pier, majr
like ghaist nor man, but no. uh-
happy-like-no' unhappy-like. But oh,
Mrs. Wallace, the wey lie smiled when
he seen Jess! 1t wasna like an aud
wearit man ava. Puir aud An
gust"
at wis yerser got him hame, wis it
no'!"
AYE. He had wee rest in the
shop, an then got Geordie to yoke the
horse, for he was gey faur through. At
first was angry at him, but 1 hadna
the hert to scold him. He was aye
lukin' up in ma face an sayin', It's
fine fur you, Ogilvy; yen see her wien
she comes ilame'"
HE wis rale ta'en up WI Jess" Mrs.
Wallace gently observed. "Shc wis
aye kind to him. Eth, but 1 wish the
lass wis hane again.
Angus left me a message for her,"
said the grocer, but l he'd TO promise
no to gle it to onybudy but herself, an
l wasna to say what it was aboot
either. Hoo lang dye think she'll be
awa'?"
"Three month, the doctor said. But
oh, Master ogilvy, dae We think she'll
get better in strange place, never
SEEM her man nor her wcan;, she
cried appealingly. ~ whiles think we
sud never haze let them talk her AVA,
an I'm feart they'll no treat her weel.
I'm no haudin' wi thae new fashioned
notions"
Jaw, We mauna let yersel' be east
doom, Mistress Wallace" he replied,
with far more checlfulne&s than lie
felt. 1.-THE doctors ken niair nor you
an me, an we maun jist boo to their
superior scicnteeGc judgment, as it
were. Yell see Jess when the time
comes, but l.aybe veil no ken her
she'll be that weel an strong. Deed.
aye! Fine ye ken jess wud never talk
the RIGHT kim O. rest in her ain boose.
The vera sicht o. fameelur obiec's, SO
to speak, wud max her restless. An
thon's fine nurse she's got wi her"
"NIphm! I've nacthin' to saw agin
the nurse, though | got mair imp!d.
dence frae her in ten meenits nor i've
listened to in a. mn born davs. Ma
certy! | wis list like bit o. dirt in
the hoose when size wis thera