Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1907-11-07

vitaton TO tea, rode back with him &c
Aikcnsidc. Mrs. Agnes would have gone
of into q passion when told that Jessie
had been "rzposed TO fever and mercy
knows what"
There's no telling what one will catch
among the very poor" she said to DR..
| llolbrook, as she clasped and unclasped
the heavy gold bracelets flashing on her
white, round arm.
I'm be answerable for any disease
Jessie caught at Mr.. Markham's," the
doctor replied
AT Mr.. Who's? What did you call
him" Agnes asked, the bright color on
her cheek fading as the doctor replied:
"Markham-an old man who lives in
Honedale. You never knew him, Of
course"
lnvoluntarily Agnes glanced at Guy. in
whose eye there was, as she fancied, a
peculiar expression. Could it be he knew
the secret she guarded so carefully? I'm
possible, she said to herself; but still
the white fingers trembled as she handled
the china and silver, and for once she
was glad when the doctor took his leave,
and she was alone with Jessie.
What was that girls name?" she ask
ed; 1.-The one you went to see?'
'Maddy mother-Madeline Clyde. She's
so pretty. I'm going to see her again.
May I?'
Agnes did not reply directly, but con-
tinued to question the child with regard
to the cottage which Jessie thought so
funny, slanting away back, she said, so
that the roof on one side almost touched
the ground. The window panes, too,
were so very tiny, and the room where
Maddy lay sick was small and low.
"Yes, yes, know" Agnes said at last,
impatiently, weary of hearing of the cot
tage whose humble exterior and interior
she knew so much better than Jessie her.
self
But this was not to be divulged; for
surely the naughty Agnes Remington.
who, in Boston, aspired to lead in society
into which. as the wife of DR.. Reming-
ton, she had been admitted and who,
in Aikenside, was looked upon with envy,
could have nothing in common with the
red cottage or its inmates. So when
Jessie asked again if she could not visit
Maddy on the morrow, she answered de-
cidedly: "No, daughter, no. | do not
wish you to associate with such people,"
and when Jessie insisted on knowing why
she must not associate with such people
as Maddy Clyde, the answer was: BE |
cause you are a Remington" 1t was all
in vain that Jessie, and even Guy him |
self, tried to revoke the decision. Jes-
sic should not be permitted to come in
contact with that kind of people, she
said, or incur the risk of catching that !
dreadful fever.
so day after day, while life and health |
were slowly throbbing through her veins,
Maddy waited and longed for the little
girl whose one visit to her sick room
seemed so much like dream. From her
she had heard the good news
of Guy Remington's generosity, and that,
quite as much as DR.. Holbrook's medi-
cines, helped to bring the color back to
the pallid cheek and the brightness to her
eyes.
She was asleep the first time the doc
tor came after the occasion of Jessie's
visit, and he did not awaken her but
ror long time, as it seemed to Grandma
he Boston doctor, he watched her as
she slept, now clasping the blue-veined
wrist as he felt for the pulse, and now
wiping from her forehead the drops Of
sweat, or pushing back her soft, damp
hair. 1t would be three days before he
,ould see her again, for sick father in
Cambridge needed his attention, and af
-er numerous directions as to the admin
STEERING of sundry powders and pills, he
eft her, feeling that the next three days
would be long ones to him. When, at
asst, he was about starting to visit Mad
" again, he puzzled his brains until they
'airly ached with wondering what he
,ould do to give her a pleasant surprise
md show that he was not as formidable
, parsonage as her past experience might
cad her to think.
(To be continued.)