Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1915-08-19

- the cosoasl bent orer to klss 4. TAs
old nurse softly hustled to the door and
admitted the doctor.
In the cOpse Of woods. hardly far
ther than q stones throw from the
mansion, night was falling darkly with
the mutterings OF an approaching
storm. Over q smoldering fire crouch
ed Matt Harding, the gypsy. pufing at
his short black pipe. A cry Of pain
from the weather stained tent near by
reused the man, and he arose and sui.
lenly walked over and entered the
vhabby shelter.
In a few moments he emerged and
hurried rapidly in the direction Of
Stanley Hail.
As he raped at the great door Of
the mansion Ned, the colored butler.
opened Il, throwing a glare Of yellow
Light upon the sinister face Of the
gypey.
"You can't see nobody In this house.
Mr.. Man." said Ned.
but l tell you Colonel Stanley prom
Used me his doctor would be here to-
night and that he would attend my
wife. She needs the doctor now. It's
q matter Of life and death. And It's
bad luck when a gypsy dies without
being able to face the rising sum-"
DE col0nel's allus dom foolish kind
nesses TO- poo white trash" grumbled
the darby as he shut the door on the
strange caller and went reluctantly to
bear his message.
But the good old physician was posi-.
| hve that no harm would come from his
absence for On hour or 20 and fastened
away on his errand Of mercy.
At the little station OF Fairfax mean.
| while the now frightened London law
yer was wondering whether be should
load the elephant rifle With which he
had provided himself and fortify him
self behind his luggage. As the beat
OF horse hoofs drew nearer the English
lawyer rose with leyeled rife and cried:
"IIalt! Who goes there. friend or
foeT"
The approaching horseman. Judge
Lamar Stanley, laughed grtnly q he
called out: Its a friend! Don't shoot!''
And then he rode up to the platform
and introduced himself to thu English
man and explained matters to the lat
ter's satisfaction. Then the Judge
fastened the luggage Of his visitor to
the two saddle horses. and they rode
ok together. /.
In the copse Of wood the pattering
night rain fell upon the gypsy tent.
The storm passed as quickly 40 It
had come, and the moon shone out
refulgentfy. The Zap Of the tent open
ed, and the bulky form Of the good
doctor was seen In the moonlight. He
held a small swaddled object n his
arms.
Matt Harding" said Or. Lee I'm
pressiTely. "the storm has passed with
the miracle Of birth. and you may say,
as was said Of old, Unto us a child Is
born; Unto Us a son Is given.'"*
'sTheln,s Ane words for rich folk"
grumbled the gypsy srutly. ITO me
it don't mean nothing but another
mouth to feed.", MI
such n look of stsrnness that tho M
~ TIA ch,ld from tha Doctor ana III.
tered Tho tent With - ostsr' %nrom,s,n.
tho nhvs,c,an IL tako .ooi cor. oe =
and ito mothar
'The mi .doc@or .hnrr..d. ,hoc,, -
stonlov hall whera nj waro imnot,ent.
" awo,tino rim IA sm,lod reossnr.
inplv nt the ,c~n,ona,,a u.1o Tho colona,
and tho n,,raa .rs
"A Ana hov. No. ! ..n No., ~ +ha
ovnsv woman !. n, M ~ se.m. an
oman ~ m.a cood ,,aS s. sto,lon hom
W. mov oT,,ect = i,tti. ~, - =. horn
hero fhis niaht . he eSasi aent,v 800
Tho c~olorei,s aower Y.c.i ,.,fo .hoo.
her head ma smiled inct, a. Tho o,d
doctor, ana tta ]co,onoss .noko a,,,ct,v
~ have No an,hit.ons ~ snv t,f,a ~
a ION ~ mine ~ s.ia.. aRn+ : .vish
hov r. h;,s' & tSwars =, e"..i, Ia'
mar Stanley 81,
A bitter 4-xntsssion crent into +
face Of TIA nauIns womon s. tha mar.
ton Of Judeas staniey,s ~
"Don't y6ns worry. honev." .sho aa,d
softly to Ia; miSffess. "an, don't vou