The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1907-12-12
DIR. FENToN NOTED HIS PATIENTS PULSE.

matter was beyond her comprehension
and followed her characteristic tenden-
cy to avoid troublesome thought.
Aunt Debbie beat the batter for her
cake energetically.
Miss Lesley--She's every bit quail
ty-every bit saint angel" she said,
briStling at any idea disparaging to her
nursing. "Dcy's never been purifier
Miss Lesley. En- de idy of ma chile
wurkin' for her bread l. jest can't
seem to stomach itr' She beat the
substance in the yellow bowl viciously.
"Tain't lack her ma and her grandma
done befOah her Dey had close and
parties and married de best catches in
de country. What Chanst has little
missile to make fine marriage. |
wanter know? Goes to work envy
maWnin' at 9. De Lawd knows,
useter jes' be carryin' her mas and
her grandma's coffee to they beds at
3. En- -how's she agoin' TO meet any
senators and presidents and things to
get chanSt to marry
The old nanny beat away as If she
had fate in the yellow bowl and in
tended to render it harmless.
ut worries me dreadfully, Aunt
Deb" Mrs. Blair finished the dahlias
and stood off to admire them. at
seems preposterouS TO think that a
daughter of mine should ever be an old
maid. We've been here year, though,
and Lesley hasn't become acquainted
with a single man of desirable calling
acquaintance. 1t would have been so
different if her poor father had lived"
"Or if he hedn't gambled away and
drunk up all his money foah he died."
muttered the old woman under her
breath.
Mrs. Blair sat down in the easy
chair and took her embroidery from
the ancient mahogany sewing table.
"Well, I'm doing all can. insisted
on renting this fiat in a fashionable
neighborhood. but the house is filed
with young married couples that I've
never met. don't believe there's
more than one eligible man in the
building, and we've never met him"
Huh! Who's hep demanded Aunt
DebDie. SCenting a prospect for match
making with rs much eagerness as If
she had been of French instead of
African ancestry.
IT'S that young doctor In the first
floor front. He seems to have all the
swell automobiles and carriages in
town stop Mt his door But no matter
how desirable an acquaintance he
might be. we don't know any one to
make the necessary ntroduction-and
we are never sick" The mistress
laughed at the old woman's falling eX-
preston.
II seen him look at Miss Lesley any
how when we pass him in the hall
Huh! It's enough to make any one
sick to live in a ole bandbox of a fat"
said Aunt Deb dolefully.
DR.. Fenton came in very late that
night and was smoking final cigar
when his telephone rang.
please come up to apartment No. "a
-quick-its a fainting fit-or some
thing dreadful" said a girls excited
voice.
When he reached the door of the
apartment the girl with red blond hair
the same girl he had often noticed
in the hall-met him at the door. Her
face was still flushed with sleep, but
her eyes were dilated with anxiety as
she wrapped the folds Of her blue
kmono around her slender figure and
led the way toward the little back
bedroom.
ITS my old coIored nanny" she
said breathlessly. 81 never knew heI
to be sick before. and I'm afraid it's
apoplexy or heart trouble or some
thing. II nanny were to die we
would be absolutely helpless"
Dr. Fenton noted his patients pulse
and listened to her heart, then looked
at Mrs. Blair in puzzled manner.
"Her hearts all right unusu
ally strong Has she been eating any
thing that might give her acute lndi
gestion"
"I'm sure | don't know" said Mrs
Blair helplessly. 81 was asleep when
she called me, and she groaned several
times, then became absolutely uncon
scious"
"Has she been drinking" The doe
tor shifted the atmosphere suspl