News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1914-01-21
was SUCH fine Wine, and SO expen-
sive."
Then he went out.
CHAPTER VIII,

ment with the dentist and had left
everything topsyturvey. ! was still
Strengthening up when people began to
come down to dinner.
Two or three things happened that
night. For one, / got good look at
Miss Julia Summers. She was light
haired and well-feshed, with an ugly
face but a pleasant smile. She wore
a low-necked dress that made Miss
Cobbs with the yoke out look like a
storm collar, and if she had a broken
heart she didn't show it,
"Hello!" she cried, looking at my
hair, are you selling tobacco here or
are you the cigar-lighter?"
Neither" l answered, looking over
her head. 81 am employed as the ex-
tinguisher of gay guests"
Good" she said, smiling. 'I'm some
thing fine at that myself. Suppose
stay here and help. If I watch that
line of knitting women I'll be crochet
ing Arabellas wool in my sleep to-
night"
Well, she was too cheerful to be
angry with. So she stayed around for
a while, and it was amazing how much
tobacco sold that evening. Men who
usually bought tobies bought the best
cigars, and when Mr.. Jennings came
up, scowling, and l handed him the
brand he'd smoked for years, she took
one, clipped the end of it as neat as a
finger nail and gave it to him, holding
up the lighter.
I'm not going to smoke yet, young
woman" he said, glazing at her. But
she only smiled.
I'm sorry" she said. 'Tve been
waiting hungrily until some discrimi-
mating smoker would buy one of those
and light it. l love the aroma"
And he stood there for thirty min
utes, standing mostly on one foot on
account Of the equity one, putting like
a locomotive, with her shifting at the
aroma and telling him how lonely sha
felt with no friends around and just
recovering from a severe illness. At
eight o'clock he had Mrs. Hutchins
bring him his fur-lined coat and he
and Miss Julia took Arabella, the dog,
Ior walk on the Veranda!
The rest of the evening was quiet,
and l needed it. Miss Patty and Mr..
Won invalid talked by the fire and
think he told her something-not all
Of the scene in the springhouse. For
she passed Mr.. Pierce at the foot of
the stairs on her way up for the night
and she pretended not to see him.
About twelve o'clock, just after I
went to my room, somebody knocked
at the door. When I opened, the new
doctor was standing in the hall.
I'm sorry to disturb you," he said,
''but nobody seems to know where the
pharmacy clerk is and I'll have to get
some medicine"
IF l had my way, we'd have had q
bell on that pharmacy clerk long ago.
l snapped getting my keys. WHO'S
sick?"
The big man." he replied "Blggs !
is his name, think, a senator or some /
thing"
l was leading the way to she stairs,
but stopped. 81 might have known |!
it," l said. "He hasn't been natural /,
all evening. What's the matter with
him? Too much fast?"
"Fast?" He laughed. "Too much ,
feast! He's got as pretty a case of in
digestion as I've seen for some time. !
He's giving a demonstration that's al |
most theatrical"
Well, the pharmacy was locked, and F.,
couldn't Aud n 10 10
when l suggested mustard and warm
water ne jumped at the idea.
"Fine!" he said. Better let me dish .
out the spring water and you take my
Job! Lead on, MacDuff, to the
kitchen"
Well, I got the mustard and water .
ready, put out the light, and he took |
he things and started out, but he
came back in a hurry.
There's somebody outside talk.
ng," he said l went to the door with
him and listened.
THE sooner the better" Mike was
saying. I'm no good while I've got
t on my mind"
And Mr.. Thoburn: "TGmorrog is
90 soon; they're not In the mood yet.
Perhaps the day after. III let you
Know"
l didn't get to- sleep until almost
and then it was to dream
hat Mr.. Pierce was shouting "Hypo-
critics" to all the people in the sana-
orium and threatening to throw glass
es of mustard and warm water at
hem.
When people went down to break
last the next morning they found a
lard hanging On the Office door with
/ half dozen new rules On it, and when
went out to the springhouse the
guests we're having an indignation,
meeting in the sun parlor, with the
bishop in the chair, and Senator Biggs,
10 wobbly he could hardly stand, ma
King a speech.
/ tried to see Mr.. Pierce, but early
rs 1t was, he had gone for a walk, TAX
ng Arabella with him. So called a
conference at the shelterhouse-Miss
Patty, Mr.. and Mrs, Van Alstyne, Mr..
md Mrs. Dick and myself
We were in a tight place and we
Knew 1t.
HE is making 1t as hard for us as