Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1908-09-16
CHAPTER *.
The Pocket-Book.

Jasper drew in full draughts OF th6
delicious air, leaning back on the
bench, himself in shade, watching the
trees, hearing the hum of the bees,
and The voices of the narvesters,
pleasant and soft in the distance, as
if the golden sun had subdued all the
harshness in the tones of rough voices.
Then the wagon drew nigh; the gar
den was above The level of the farm
yard, terraced so that Jasper could
not see the cart and horses, or the
men, but he saw the great load OF
grey-green hay move by, with Eve and
Barbara settled on it, the former not
only crowned with roses, but holding
a pole with bunch Of roses and d
futter of ribands at The top. Eve 5
golden hair had fallen loose and was
about her shoulders. She was in an
ecstasy of gaiety. She was in an
eled along before the garden, both
Eve and her sister saw the sick man
on b S bench. He seemed SO thin,
white, and feeble in the midst OF a
fresh and vigorous nature that Bar
baras heart grew soft, and she had 10
bite her lip to control its culver. Eve
waved her staff topped with flowers
and streamers, stood up in the hay
and curtsied to him. with a merry
laugh, and then dropped back into the
hay, having lost her balance through
the jol,ing of the wheels. Jasper
frightened, and removing his hat, re-
turned the salute with conc majesty.
Then, as Eve and Barbara disappeared
he fell back against The wall, and his
eyes rested on the futtering leaves
of a white poplar, and some white
butterflies that might have been
leaves reft from the trees, Pickering
and pursuing each other in the soft
air The swallows thai lived in a
colony of inverted clay domes under
the caves were darling about, uttering
shrill cries, the expression of exuber-
ant joy of life. Jasper sank into
summer dream.
He was reused from his reverie by
man coming between him and the
pretty garden picture that filled his
eyes, He recognized the surgeon,
Mr.-or as the country people called
him, Doctor-Coyshe. The young
medical man had no objection to being
thus entitled, but he very emphatically
protested against his name being con-
verted into Quash, or even Squash.
Coyshe is a very respectable and an
Gent Dev0nshire family name, but 1t
is name that lends itself readily 10
phonetic degradation, and the young
surgeon had to do daily battle to pre-
serve it from being vulgarised. Good
patient!' said he cheerily;
doing we'll, thanks to my treatment.
Jasper made a suitable reply
tAh! l dare say you pull a face
at seeming me now, thinking am pay
ing visits for the sake of my fee,
when need for my attendance is past.
That, let me tell, you, is the way OF
some doctors; it is, however, not mine.
Lord love you, knew a case of man
who sent for a doctor because his wife
was i'll. and was forced to smother
her under pillows to cut short the AZ
tendance and bring the bill within the
compass of his means. Bless your
stars, my man, that you fell into my
hands, not into those of old Crooke.'
4 am assured said Jasper, that l
am fallen into the best possible
hands
Who assured you of that? asked
Coyshe sharply; Miss Eve or the
other?
7 am assured by my own experience
Of your skill
All! an ordinary practitioner would
have trepanned you; the whole run OF
them, my self and myself only ex
cepted, have an itch in their fingers
for the saw and the scalpel. There is
far too much bleeding, cupping, and
calomel used in the profession now
but what are we to say? The people
love to have it so. to see blood and
have squeal for their money. I've
had before now to administer a bread
pill and give it a Greek name
Mr.. Jordan from his study, the girls
from the stackyard Cor moway, as it,
is. locally called, saw or heard the
He was loud in his talk and
made himself heard. They came TO.
him into the garden. Eve, with her
natural coquetry, retained the crown
o. roses and her sceptre.
You see, said Mr.. Coyshe, rubbing
his hands, Il have done wonders. This
would have been a dead man but for
me. Now, sir, look at me- he said to
Jasper; you owe me life
I know very well to whom I owe
my life answered Jasper, and glanced
at Barbara. To my last hour shall
not forget the obligation
And do you know why he owes me
his life?' asked the surgeon of Mr.. Jor-