Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-12-12

here. When You are not occupied with
the duties of you office you had better
go down and help Rose to keep her
father in order, play backgammon with
him. Learn chess. Take him interest
ing newspapers
But keep away from YOU said
Phil bitterly. so as to leave the field
clear for my betters!"
Vida stiffened herself and her chin
became like that of Mr.. Jacob Romer,
when the pit delegates asked him for
a general rise in wages.
i,"You mean" she said very low, the
breath whistling. suddenly intaken, be-
tween her teeth.
Il mean Vic Morris no other"
said Phil, looking at her eye to eye.
There was a moment of silence; SO
still that one heard the Tapping Of the
rocks wings as they came sailing
| back from their field work
/ Then, without word or the slight
est sign of farewell, Vida turned on her
heel and walked off homewards
through the tall ivy-becalmed ash
trees.
And, though he watched her slen-
der figure as long as possible, Phi
Calmont knew better than to follow
her. After she had disappeared he
sighed very long and turning on his
heel marched through the wood, vault
ed the wall, and made Decline for
the house behind the row of big LON
hardy poplars where dwelt Rose Nuns
by and her father.
AS Phil had foreseen, Thurman
Nunsby was at home, and being the
assistant Of James Kahns chief
enemy, It struck him that he must be
careful as to his words with one SO
closely allied to the "Confidential.'
But Mr.. Nunsby proved unexpectedly
genial.
Come away in Mr.. Philip" he
cried at sight of him in the doorway
"Your father has been my doctor for
thirty years and rare good one he
is. Never a better anywhere, except
Dr.. Webb down at Weald Marsden
where was born"
. And without eyer word about the
! relationship in which Phil found him
self to the underground engineer
Thurman Nunsby began to tell Of fam
Gus cures wrought by the Wealt
Marsden doctor That practitioner
methods were certainly Spartan. Fol-
|
to consist in bidding his patients rul
three times up the Hanger in summer
+, and in winter time TO break the ic'
) in Wealdon pond and stay in five min
r utes by the watch suspended will
their chins to the broken edges OF
, ice.
| "Ah. there was none that slammed
, sick in all Weld Marsden in old Dr.
D Webb's time. Your father is good I'll
5 as good as they have in this country
But I will say he Is soft with his pa
TENTS
t But you know, father" his daugt
ter interrupted, 1.-The last time vo
d called him in Won would not take III
II medicine which DR.. Calmont present.
e ed. You said that it was not At 70
Il pigs. and poured it away into tn
!. drain with your own hand!"
e Hush, missie!" said her fathe
II Have you done your Latin version
h And practiced your hour at the piano
y And copied for me the notes on tn
later life of Mirabeau?"
His daughter nodded. She had sti
)f work to do for the ex-National schoo
e master. as when she was a little gin
e. 'Then put down your knitting an
le get out the backgammon board"
1t was that night that Phil for tt
Of first time acquired the mysteries
n that tricksome game, in which he a
a quilted himself with such remarkab
vi lack of success that the old man WI
,e delighted Backgammon and draugh
al were with Mr. Nunsbv quite infall
We tests of intelligence. He Judged that
ne Vic Morris new assistant as of n
= groid, or perhaps even gorilloid
"a type. 1t was only when his daught
ill had beaten him twice / nsuccessi'
or that Mr. Nnnsby began to suffer fro
"cold feet" Then he ordered her
ne get him the Educational News and t