The Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1903-1909, 1908-03-18

''Who hit Michael? | want to know
at once. You ought to be ashamed Of
yourselves when you know his little
brother is so sick. Who did 1t, say?"
Had they been lined up for military
orders they could not have replied
with more even accord. Twenty voices
answered:
II done It,"
Surely there is honor on High street
If money is scarce.
Miss Murtha proceeded to lecture
them and assured them that she would
be out again In a few moments and
wanted every one Of those snowballs
to have disappeared by that time. The
boys stood in a group discussing how
best to get rid Of them, as they were
frozen like ice.
81 tell you what, fellers, let's start
fire and melt em," said one clever
youth.
No one ever knew where the front
gate that belonged to the Quinns'
fence disappeared, and 1t was a COM
ment among the neighbors that Mrs.
Mulqueen's kitchen shutters were stol-
en- that same day. but the snowballs
were duly melted. and the gangs saun-
tered toward Smiths hill for a few
coasts with their new sleds.
Inside the cottage Dr. Cosgroye and
Miss Murtha had barely spoken. The
doctor was beside Jimmy's bed, while
Miss Murtha was holding piece of
ice on Michael's cut.
"Does it hurt much now, Michaelw
asked Miss Murtha as she bathed the
wound, which proved to be not very
deep and of no consequence.
"Tain't nothin', Salvation" said the
child. His eyes sparkled as he contin-
had in the sleigh, just like real gen
tleman. 1t was worth biff in de eye.
I'll do it again If git the chanel"
kitty, take him out of the ROOM"
said the doctor softly. And maybe
you'd better call Mrs. Quinn. Jimmy
has fallen asleep, and / don't want
him reused"
Michael left the room without the as
sistance of the Salvation Army, and
Miss Murtha went to call Mrs. Quinn.
They left the sick child In care of his
mother, and Miss Murtha dismissed her
driver and drove the doctor to his
home.
DR.. Cosgrove looked at the girl be-
side him. Even casual observer
could see the admiration in his eyes.
His very look bespoke his love for her.
kitty, wish you would not expose
yourself to these diseases. That child
has typhoid, and simply forbid you to
go there again." he said, with some en-
phasis.
Indeed, doctor, since when were you
appointed my guardian" Kitty an
swered, with a scornful raising of her
upper lip. "Ill go where | please"
Nothing more was said until they
drove up to the door of the doctors Of
fee, and then only curt goodbys were
uttered. The next morning Kitty was
at the Quinn cottage to hear that the
doctor had been there all night with
Jimmy and had finally fallen asleep on
a couch in the dingy parlor. He had
pulled the little fellow through the
crisis
Kitty stepped In and looked at the
sleeping form Of the man who had
loved her so long and faithfully. He
had forbidden her to come again, yet
he would sit up all night with a sick
child from whose parents he would
never get fee. She walked a little
nearer to him. He reused
kitty! Where am ~ he said as
he shook himself and sat up.
"You are here In Mrs. Quinn's par
lor, Roland, and | am sorry | was cross
with you yesterday" she answered
meekly.
kitty, darling, won't you promise
me to give up this missionary work
and take care of me only? l need you,
dear, so much" he pleaded.
Eyes, Roland, | will, because / love
you more than all the others put to-
gether," she answered as his arms
went about her and their lips met.
Just then Michael's shining face ap-
peared at the door, but with the honor
of the alley he cried:
II didn't see nothin' Salvation, hon
estp'