The Ronan pioneer. [volume] (Ronan, Mont.) 1910-1970, 1914-03-20

owed MN D cents Tor weeks, and
then when went to pay him he'd
forgotten all about it and said !
must have dreamed it.
Giles gone off now to sleigh ride
and doesn't care how hard we're all
working" and the little needle flew
faster than ever. 81 just know he
thinks DR.. Cogswell isn't going ia
charge, but he is, for here's one bill,
and he's probably got another all
ready.
Gle could just as we'll not
charge" she went on, ''for Edith
Olcott told me he was ever and ever
SO rich and that he's got ii house
in the city even prettier than this.
But how could one be-" she Won
dercd. GLOW could any room be
loyelicr than the one Mrs. Crane
took Edith and me into the other
day, the little one with the win
dow looking on the lake, and the
little bed with curtains and every
thing blue, carpet and all? Dr..
Cogswell calls it his little sisters
room, and she's coming in the
spring."
The little fingers never did bet
ter work than that day, for "mam-
ma wouldn't have told me they
needed it if they didn't Dot kept
assuring herself.
That night Dot added to her
prayer the words, go God, please
don't let it be more than we can
pay"'
FLet what ?" asked mamma as she
tucked her in bed.
"The doctors bill,'' whispered
Dot, her arms very tight about Mrs.
Ledyard's neck.
Mrs. Lcdyard smiled. She
thought Dot was half asleep, so she
tt ptoed quietly downstairs to the
library and there found Tom telling
Margie about Dots trouble.
The young doctor must have been
there, too, or heard of it in some
way, for he happened in the next
morning right after breakfast, and
the first thing he said was:
''I'm going to have my bill set
tied today, little Miss Dot" as with.
quite a grave face he took out a
memoranda.
"Let me sce," he musod. 81 be-
gan coming in May. Two visits a
day tiII-why it's nearly Christmas,
isn't it? Now. how much should
you think it would come to-"
''Hundreds.'' said poor little Dot
family.
eve want to be businesslikc,"
said DR.. Cogswel]. ''Suppose you
get your slate and figure it.
Dot ran. "Ile isn't going to let
us off penny" she moaned.
"Now, let's do little sum in
arithmetic" said the doctor. ''What
does NJ stand for?"
SOne thousand" said staggered
little Dot, pushing the crochet work
way down in her pocket.
"Very good" said the doctor.
"Now, what does G stand for?'
Zone hundred," said Dot, trying
to be brave.
"And altogether:?'' was the next
question.
eleven hundred" said Dot tear
fully.
''lI'mw coughcd DR.. Cogswell.
"Now, can you think of anything
else they might stand for:?"
"No, sir" said Dot.
"Why, yes, you can, Dot!'' cried
Donald, who had just been wheeled
into the room. M. C.!'' clapping
his hands. "Why, Merry Christ
mas. Don't you see?'
Dot smiled.
"Then there isn't any bill?" she
asked Tom.
"Nary "a BILL" said Tom, "but
can't you thlnk OF anythlng else
the letters might stand for?"
''No," said happy, stupid little
Dot.
81 camp cried Don, catching sight
of some glances being exchanged
and Margie's pretty checks aglow.
"Nlargie Cogswell'
Then they all laughed, and Dot
had to submit to good deal of
teasing, but she was very happy not
outstanding and wrote in her diary
that night in such big letters that
she went right over two or three
of the following days:
''The doctor wasn't coming to
see Donnie, after all, and there
wasn't any bill. am going to be
bridesmaid on Christmas eve and
wear white. There isn't anv little