Middletown transcript., 1906-06-02

thought Of the future, which
looked 50 dark.
Tryphosia called . voice, and
Hannah Pixies thin face was
thrustinto the room.
Great tribulation of you ain :
sitting here on the floor weep
lug salt tears, and Or. Brown
down in the best room a waiting
to see ye said she, breathlessly
What do you suppose he wants,
Hannah said Tryphosia, spring
ing up and wiping her eyes has
tily.
Not being a clairvoyant, lcant
exactly say, answered Hannah
quaintly. He acts terribly un.
easy in his mind, though, and is
tramping around the room like a
king of the forest.
With a strange sinking at her
heart, Tryphosia walked into the
old-fashioned parlor.
How do you do, Doctor said
she, with quiet dignity, as they
shook hands. It was very kind
of you to come and see me.
Not at all, not at all, answered
the doctor, drawing his chair
close to the shrinking girl. You
must know that I have a great in.
terest in you, Tryphosia, and
since your mother was taken
away I have been greatly troub-
led in my mind about your living
here all alone.
But I do not live alone, Doctor.
| Joe and Hannah Pike are with me,
answered Tryphosia quickly.
Yes, yes !; I know. But what
are their protection compared
with having a husband to care for
you, my dear? said the doctor,
with a glance that made the girl
| recoil as from blow.
I do not understand you DR..
Brown. What do you mean !?
said. she coldly.
Well, Tryphosia. I'm a man of
few words, and Imay as well state
my errand at once meant, my
dear, that / want you to be my
wife, said the doctor, as with a
sudden. movement he drew the
girl toward him.
With nervous strength, Try
phosia pushed him from her, her
cheeks crimson with anger.
What you ask, DR.. Brown, is
impossible, utterly impossible,
she cried, Indignantly.
Why impossible +? asked the
doctor, his face hardening.
do not care for you in that
way. ,I-could not, she STAN
| mered.
'Tis better to be an old mans
darling than young mans slave
Tryphosia, quoted the doctor; but
leaving sentiment out of the mat
ter, are you not a little foolish to
refuse the protection of any good
man, when you are SO alone and,
as one might say, homeless?
/ do not think so, DIR. Brown ];
have the protection of both my
cousin and her husband, and the
shelter of my own house, an
swered Tryphosia, brayely meet
ing the sneer in the doctor S eyes.
believe the interest on the mort
gage is due the twelfth of next
month. If you will call on that
day, I will see that the money is
ready. Good-morning, DR.. Brown.
And with gentle dignity, Try-
phosia Bennett walked slowly out
of the room.
Hannah! !! oh, Hannah what
ever are we going to do? cried
the poor girl, whose courage
seemed to forsake her the mo-
ment she was out of the doctors
sight.
Great tribulation Tryphosia,
how you do scare one, a tearing
round !! And what's the doctor
gone off for looking as sour es if
he'd swallowed one of his own
pills 7 said Hannah, dropping her.
spectacles into the dishwater as
Tryphosia grasped her arm ex-
.citedly.
It's the mortgage, Hannah, that
DR.. Brown holds on the place.
What shall I do to earn some
money?
The graspine old critter, to
come here pestering a poor,
motherless girl The Lords
Judgment be on him said Han
nah, Indignantly.
But, Hannah, I must raise the
money some way very soon, an
sWered Tryphosia, earnestly.
Ef twas only fair time, you
might sci. doughnuts, said Han
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