The Washington times., 1912-07-09

" OR a month after that Inverlachie
~ drtfted along with its little story
Of births. marriages and Deaths
births Of little souls who were to
grow up and figure in stories of their
own marriages that were the happy
endings of stories past told apd--
But there was one Neat wedding in
prospect that set the gossips wagging
their tongues. They had known 1t all
along of course; which shows Just how
much they did not know about the love
affair of Captain George Kjlby, of His
Majesty's Fusileers. and Peggy. the doc
tors lass.
There was one death, too-that of
Richard Glenn. When the doctor came
from Morag on horseback Wallace re-
signed the case. He had an uurgent
regular" case to attend to. he ex-
planned. DR.. Gillespie shrugged his
shoulders as he looked at the patient
and said something about 1t being bet
ter to physic the living than doctor the
Three days later Richard Glen died,
with his hand in his wifes. Before he
died he said something to Janet that
told her she had more than atoned her
early faults" He died with her for.
giveness on his soul and forgiveness OF
her upon his lips. And she prayed q
while by his still figure:
Sandy McClung did the rest. .
After 1t was all over DR.. Gillespie,
speaking from his saddle before Gan
was as good as dead before he came ia
1nverlachie Fixing his eye upon Brit
ish Will and Davie Blue and Hughie
Gibson, who were half fun of the sea
sons cheer. he said severely:
Every drop of whisky you put into
your stomach is n nail selfdriven into
pretty shabby looking coffin. You
ought to bless God that you have mar
like Wallace In this village. It was only
his skill kept that man alive through
the first night. He was suffering from
a rum At, gentlemen: Good morning!,
""Losh!' exclaimed "Gangy" Beckett
shiVers. Weei. It's Christmas, lads
Come ava, in an TAX dram oot o
"Weei" said DavIe Blue. SCRATCHING
wavered and was lost. And Rritisl
VIII. who had been wondering wha
whisky might have had to do with hi
last stroke OF apoplexy. decided to be
DIR. Wallace, IN the meantime, stage
much to himself. He went to Dicl
Glen's funeral and then for a walk Il
do as they pleased. Later, he cam
home and found the pair sitting at op
posite sides of the hearth. There wa
a solitary armchair, empty and forlorn
right before the fire between them.
''You might as well nave stayed wher
you WERE" said Wallace with a smile
II wasn't thinking Of sitting down. my
Sen,
Day after day the lonely doctor wist
fully watched the lovers. He SCENE
upnable to get away from them. II
saw them in the parlor bv the hearth
he saw them in the garden-the flower
less garden--picking weeds every morn
ing, and when they were absent no sa'
them hand in hand on the moor3. II
saw them everywhere.
At the end of week he could stan
It no longer. He jammed his oonnt
on his head, threw on his overcoat (wit
such haste that the collar was turned
at the back of the necb and marche
away to Janets cottage.
She was sewing when he entered, bl
she looked up with a smile that had I
surprise in it.
Janet" he began.
Tom" she said. I'm surprised thi
Peggy would let you out Of the hou
with your coat collar turned in. Con
here"
He came to her side. Her hand wei
around his neck and fixed the waywal
collar AS she tried to remove her arm
he held her elbows upon his shoulder
AYE, Janet" said he, helplessly.
need you. Peggy Is minding her sc
diers coat collar these days I ha'
need of you, dear, and so has sh
though she is too asleep-and-dreamii
to realize It,"
Her eyes were averted, but she W
smiling-the smile of great heart-co
"And you need me, too. Janet"
went on. There's no use denying
You want little feet around the houi
So do ]; for the little feet l kept 4
home for are skedaddling of with
TedooRt. Tell me what was on 30