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Kate had not completed her errand, but knew from her father’s manner that she had come in at a time when it was best to say as little as possible; when he was in this humour, he was certain to jump at any opportunity for grumbling, and would finish her m-eSv sage for her. "She wants that doctor, I suppose?” snarled Mr. Dottleson. “ Perhaps we had better send for Mr. Dottleson threw down his book and frovmed savagely. “ Isn’t it a Very singular thing, Kate that your mater- nal gramdmother should select this im- pecunious young prig Lakeworth to be her medical attendant, when there are half a dozen experienced practitioners living Within a stone’s- throw of the square? Isn’t it very curious that Mrs. Lamshe-d never knew What: illness was or asked to see a do:“ tor until she met this Dr. Lakeworth at Scarborough last summer? Her conâ€" fidence in him is positively touching, and passes my .compre‘nension altoâ€" gether.” ' -â€" .- l 0 W ' “ Very aggravating.” said he. “throw- ing down his pen and going to the Win- dow; “ no chance of its clearing up either. How I detest a wet Sunday!” He picked up a book and made him- self comfortable in an armchair; but he had hardly read a page when the door opened and his daughter Kate apâ€" peared. She was a fair. pretty girl of twenty, Whose gentleness and tact savâ€" ed her from coming in collision with he irascible parent at times when oth- er members of the household shrank from the consequences of intruding up- on his privacy. “\Vell. What’s the matter?” asked Mr. Dottleson curtly. “Graendmamma. isn’t feeling very well this afternoon, papa." It‘ was evidently a mystery to Kate also. for she shook her head- slowly and locked out of the Window. It was a fad of her grandmother’s to have Dr. Lakewor'th; and when a patient has reached the eighties, perhaps one phy- sxcian can do: little more than another. “I don’t know (why she likes him, Mpg,” . - - . . “I slappose- you must send for him; but I don’t imagine he will thank; Mrs. Lamshed for bringing him through a mile and a. half of back streets on a day like this, just to tell her that her heart is much the same as it was the (131 befqrg ygsterday.” "Now, will you have the goodness to tell me what my mother-i'nr-law wants with this young medico? He’s got no practise to speak of; he's got nothing any one can see to recommend him, and he Lives most inoonveniently far away, Ever since she met him last year, she has required medical advice, and no ad- vice but his will do. \Vhteanfihe thinks time's seedy, he’s called in to earn a fee; and when she’s well, he’s called in to receive it. ‘He's never out of the house. I wonder he doesn’t take lodg- imgs next door to be close. to the gold mimeâ€"I tell you candidly,” continued Mr. Dottleson, suddenly withdrawing his hand from his pocket and. tapping fills palgm impresfivelywith his finger: ‘Kate left the room Without making any reply. and her father walked over to the hearthru‘g and proceeded to ad- dress the figure he saw reflected. in the mirror above the mantle-piece. Many peokple have a. habit of “talking to themselves,”. and Mr. Dottleson culti- r'â€"â€"L themselves,". and Mr. Dottleson culti- vated it to a remarkable extent; it was his peduliariiy, though, that he could not, take himself properly into con- fidence unless he saw himself in the glass. [He stood {with his left hand thrust into his waistcoat pocket, em- phasising the remarks he made aloud with his right forefinger. tips-NI tell you candidly that if I didn’t know the'oid lady would altecr her will Without coanpunction, I’d for- bid Dr. Charles Lakeworth the house.â€" Why, bless my heart! if Mrs. Lamshed lives te9n years longer, she’ll spend every shilling of her twenty thousand injflzysgc and fees}: This finaLprediction, although made by himself, so worked upon Mr. Dot- meson that he swung around upon his 11130.) an_d stamped on the floor; .Mrs. Lamshéd, who was the mother of his departed wife was eighty-one years of age. and in spite of her fre- quent calls for the doctor, gave every promise of maintaining her interest in mundane affairs for ten or even twenty years longer. “I'm an old woman,” she wotman when I nvas forty, and I was wont to say; "but I was an old haven’t grown a day older since-not . day-'t ~' And indeed Mrs. Lamshed seeme dalâ€" mnst as active and sprightly now as she had been bath a century ago. Four- taen years before, the middle-aged. dust-dried lawyer who, leaked after her concerns had come to urge the desira- bility of making her will. . "Make my . wifll!” cried she. “I’ll make it, Lf you’re. afraid you won’t live to do Mt. Smmmlm: won’t live to do it, _ Smuggles; but. I hadn’t begun to thmk about it yet! Why should 1?” However, the solicitor’s arguments prevailed, and the thing was; dqne: “go obligq her old l... _ v-vgocv uv‘ ‘1‘“ ' aimys taken good , and was m a hurry this “They sent «for ‘him half an hour ago. But don’t you think, now, that a more experienced man should be call- ed in?” “Lakewocrth will do nicely, Monta-r gue: he understands my constitution.” \Vhen an old lady is convinced that one particular man “understands ‘her constitution.” no reasoning Will move her. Mr. Dottleson knew this, and did not press the expediency of making a change. "What do you think is wrong, thls time?” he said, sitting drown-near__ her. “It’s .the heécrt,” rEplied _Mrs..Lam- shed W1t_h a deey sigh, whlch dld not seggn qugte genume gomehow. _ Mr. Dottie-son tried to put on a look. of grieved anxiety, but only suc‘ seeded in appearing Bulky and incred- ulous. “I trust notâ€"I hope you’re mis- taken,” he said. "I must speak to Dr. Lakewozrth when he comes.” VA“ MrfDottlesom turned away from the mirmr to which he had been confiding his woes, and went upâ€"stairs to see his mother-in-law, whom he found in the drawingâ€"mop With Kate. . ‘1 Ci “I’m sorry to hear you’re not well,” he said, going to her side. * The old lady looked up and smiled. “I’m getting very feeble, Montague, though I don’t look it. I am not quite up to the mark, and thought I’d like to see Lakeworth.”_ His torne implied that he held the young man personally responsible for the condition of Airs. Lamszhed’s heart. whatever it might be, and intended to know What he meant by it. He rose as he spoke and went back to the 11-» brary, where he tried to interesthima self once more in his book. Kate laughed a. little, and said no more. It was her heart, and not her grandmother’s, which gave reason _for Charles Lakewrorth’s frequent Vis1ts: and the eagerness ~Wisth which she pounced upon any excuse for calling him in to see Mrs. Lamshe-d had been a fruitful source of amusement to that lady, until she allowed Kate to see that she understood the mnoeuvre. Mr. Dottiesen had never thought of his motherâ€"iin-la'w’s favorite in connecâ€" tiein with his daughter. He was essenâ€" tially a grasping mercenary man, and the fear always before his eyes was, that Mrs. Lamshed might alter her will and bequeath her property to this doc- tor. He had heard of ladies Who had cut off their rightful heirs in favor of their medical attendants, and Mrs. Lamshed was eccentric enough for an? thing. If any one had told him that Kate was the attractiio'n, he would have laughed at the idea. She had nothing, and would have nothing but What he chose to give her; and it was not like- ly that a man Wire had to push his way “I dom’f knewfiwhy, I’in sure; but he doesn’t seem so pleased to see 1mm as yog do, _cehilg}.”_ ' “I dbn’t think 'papa likes Dr. Lake~ worth.” said Kate. as soon as the door had closed behhndhepparernt. im the world would encumber himself with a Wife.Dr.Lakem’01rth was danc- ing attendance on the old lady in the hope of getting her money, and really she seemed so fond of him that the danger was making him very uneasy. “XVhen a woman will, she will,” says a railway engineer.. He was employed upon a Southern road, Where he had many odd experiences. One day, at a junction, a woman approached the en- gine and asked him;- to {hold the train for five minutes or so, till her daugh- ter should arrive. He told :her that he could not do it; but the event proved that he was mistaken. As the old say- ing is, “What has to be done can be done.” “I don’t see Why,” she expostulzited. “I think You mfight to a little thing lake that. ” t ‘ . I tried to explain to her that trains run on schedule time, and like time and tide, wait for no man, or woman, either, for that matter. But she wouldn’t have it, and finally, just as we were about to start, She shouted indignantl‘y: ' “\Vell, I’ll just see about that!” I laughed, but soon I ceased to‘laugh. For What did that old woman do but get right on the track about three feet in front of the engine. She set herself there, firmly grasping the rails with both hands. ‘ . -. The conductor signalled for me to go ahead, as our stop was over. But I couldn’t do 11: as long as she remained on the track, for I should kill her cer- tainly. I called to the conductor, and 9e, imapatieptnat {she ‘Qelay, came 13;). I explained the situatidfivfoj'ilfi. is was as mad as I was, and gomg up to the woman, told her to get off the track. \ -_â€"â€"â€"_' He pleaded with her, and finally do- clared that he should be compelled to use force. -. “Just you dare!” she cried.- “I’ll sue yo'g‘fior damages if you do}? "I just won’t,” she repliéd, “until my dagght‘er ‘ge‘ts on poard yog‘r train!” This openeda new complication, and we reasoned with ourselves Whether we had better remove her by force. Just as we had determined upon a course of procedure her daughter came, up and seeing the old woman on the track, kissed her good-bye and got on the treip, while her mother called to her: “Gd ahead, ‘Mary Ami! ”NYSE- 1â€"1-59é plenty of time, though, for I will sit on_th§3 @I‘ack l_1ntil_ you get on board...” And then, when Mary Knn was safely on board and we were about ready to run over the old woman if necessary, she calmly anjd‘ slowlyiigot \1p and way- -J__.__ __ ed me a goodâ€"bye, calling, as we ed out of the station: ~ : AN EFFECTIVE COUGH REMEDY. “I hope I’ve teached you tellers a grain of perhtenwi!” . \Vere those cough drops beneficial? They worked Ike a charm. They have such a. horrible taste that the chil- dren have all stopped coughing. ( THE TRAIN ‘WAITED. (To be Continued.) THE DURHAM CHRONICLE, April 8, 189'”. As Good as Gold. In a. few days Farfrae’s inquiries elia cited that Henchard had been seen, less than a month before, by one who knew him, walking steadily along the Melchaster highway Westward, at twelve o’clock at nightâ€"in other words, retracing his steps on the road by Which he had gone. This was enough; and the next morn- ing Frafrae might have been discovered drivingr his gig out of Casterbridge In: that direction, Elizabethâ€"Jane sitting beside him, wrapped in a thick flat fur. After driving along the highway for a few miles, they made further inquir- ies, and learnt of a roadâ€"mender,who had been working ‘thereabouts for“. weeks, that he had observed such a man at the time mentioned; he had turned back from the Casterbridge coach-road by a forking highway which crossed Egdon Heath. He accordingly drew rein, but be- fore- reversing their direction paused a moment, and looked vaguely around upon the wide country which the ele- vated position disclosed. While they looked, a solitary human form cames from under the clump of trees, and crossed ahead of them. The person was some labourer; his {gait was shambling, his regard fixed in front of him as absolutely as if he ~wore blinkers; and in his hand he carried a few sticks. Having,r crossed the road he descended into a ravine, where a cottage revealed itself, which be enâ€" tered. They searched Egdon, but found no Henchard. Farfrae drove onward, and by the afternoon reached the neigh- bourhood of some (woodland to the! easti; That the road they were fol- lowing, had, up to this point, been Henchard’s track on foot they were pretty certain. They were now a score of miles at least from home, but, by: resting the horse for a couple oi hours at the Village they had just traversed, it would be possible to go back to Casterbridge that same day; while to go much farther afield would reduce them to the necessity of camping out for the night. She pondered the posi- tion, and agreed with him. “If it were not so far away from Casterbridge I should say that must be poor \Vhittie. ’Tis just. like him,’ ob- served Elizabethâ€"Jane». “And it may be \Vhittle, for he’s never been to the yard these three weeks, going away without saying any word at all; and I owing him for two dayS’ work, without knowing who to pay it to.” The possibility led them to angling, and at least make an inquiry at the cottage. Farfrae hitched the reins to the gate-post, and they approached What was of a humble dwellings, surely the humblest. The walls, built of kneaded clay originally faced with a trowel, had been worn by years of rain- washimg to a lumpy crumbling surface, channelled and sunken from its plane. its gray rents held together here and there by a leafy strap of ivy which could scarcely find substance enough for the purpose; Leaves from the fence had been: blown into the corners of the doorway, and lay there undis- turbed. The door was ajar; Farfrae knocked; and he Who stood before them wa§_\Vhittle, as they had conjectured. ‘ A His face Showed marks of. deep sad- ness, hi seyes lighting on them w1th an unfocused, gaze; and he still held 1n his hand the few sticks he had been out to gather. As soon as he recogmz- ed them he started. ‘ “What, Abel Whittle; is it that ye are here ?” said Farfrae. “Notâ€"dead?" filtered Elizabeth- Jane. . “Ay, yes sir! Yaw see, he was kind- like to mother‘ when she wer here be- low, though ’a was rough to me." “Who are you talking of z" . “0h. Sir~Mr. H'enchet? Didn’t ye know it? He’s just goneâ€"about half- anâ€"hcmr ago, by the sun; for I’ve got no watch to my game”- ‘1‘- H‘- “Yes, ma’am, he’s gone! He was kindâ€"like to mother‘when she wer here below, sending her the best ship-coal, and hardly any ashes from it at all; and taties. and suchilike that were very needful to her. I couldn’t forget him, and traipsed out here to look for him, about the time of your worshipful’s wedding to the lady at yer side, and I seed him walking along in the rain, and I thought he looked low and falt- ering. And I followed en over the road, and he turned and saw me, and said, ‘You go back!’ But I followed, and he turned again, and said, “Do you hear, sir? Go back l” But I saw that he was low, and I followed on still. Then ’a said, ‘Whit‘tle, what do ye fol- low me for when I've told ye to go back all: “these times ?’ And I said, ‘Because, sir, I see things be bad with ye, and ye wer kind-like to mother if ye were rough to me, and I would fain be kind-like to you.’. Then he walked on, and I followed; and he never complained at: me any more. \Ve walked on like that all night; and in the blue 0’ the morning", when ’twas hardly day, I looked ahead 0’ me, and I seed that he wambled, and could hardly drag along. By that time we had got past here, but I had see-n that this house was empty as I went by, and I got him to come back; and I took down the boards from the windows, and helped him inside. “W'hat, \Vhit- tile,’ he said, ‘and can ye really be such a poor fond fool as to care for such. a wretch as I!" He was as wet as a sponge, and he seemed to have been wet for days. Then I wen-t on farther, and some neighborly woodman lent me a bed, and a chair, and a few other traps, and we brought ’em here, and made him as comfortable as we could. Bart he didn’t gain strength, for you see. ma’am, he couldn’t. eatâ€"no, no ap- petite at allâ€"and he got weaker; and t‘oâ€"day he died. One. of the neighbors gave” gone to get a man to measure um. . “Dear mey-is it so i" said Farfrae. As for Elmabeth,she said nothing. , :“Upon the- head of his bedhe pinned CONCLUSION. She could not answer directly. “Oh, Donald,” she said at last. “\Vhat bit- terness lies here! But there’s no- al- tering~so it must be.” All was over at last, even her reâ€" grets for not having searched him out sooner, though these were deep and sharp for a good while. From this time forward Elizabeth-Jane found herself in a latitude of calm weather, kindly and grateful in itself, and doubly so after the Cap-harnaum in which some of her preceeding years had been spent. As the lively and spark- ling emotions of. her early married life Cohered into an eqhable serenity. the finer movements of her nature found 5.90138 in discovering to the narrow- lived ones around her the secret, as she had once learnt it, of making limit- ed opportunities endurable; which she deemed to consist in the cunning 89‘ largement by a species of microscopic treatment, even to the magnitude of. Positive pleasure, those minute forms of satisfaction that offer themselves to everybody not in: positive pain; which, thus handled, have much of the same inspiring effect upon life as wider 1n- t'erests cursorily embraced. a piece of paper, with some writing upon it,” continued Abel W'hittle. “But not being a man of letters, I can’t read writing; so I don’t know What it is _I can get _it and show‘ ye”, on 8,0 Her teaching had a reflex action up- on herself, inso-much that she thought she could perceive no great personal dlfference between being respected 1n 1the either parts of Casterbridge, and glorified at the uppermost end of the somal world. “8: thaE no murners walk behind me at my funeral: “'tha.t no flours be planted on grave»- ‘ ‘ Micfiael Menchard.” “What are we to do 2” said Donald, when he had handed the papal" to -11??? Her position was, to a marked de- gree one that, in the common phrase. afforded much to be thankful for. That. She was not demonstratively thankful was no fault; of hers. Her experience had been of a kind to teach her, right- 1y or wrongly, that the doubtful honour of a brief transit through a sorry world hardly called for effusiveness. even when the path was suddenly 1r- radiated at some halfway point by daybeams rich as hers. But her strong sense that neither she‘nor any . They stood in silence While he ran mate the cottage; returning in a mo- ment with a crammed scrap of paper. On it there was pencilled as follows:â€" “S: that nobody is Wished to see my dead body. human being deserves less than was given, did not blind her to the fact that there were others receiving less who had deserved much more. And in being forced to class herself among the fortunate she did not cease to non- der at the persistence of the 'unforseen. when the one to Whom such unbroken tranquillity had been accorded in the adult: stage was she Whose youth had seemed to teach that happiness was but the occasional episode in a general drama of pain. The End. An Ezn'mnm- “aims file (‘an Cross the Al- hanfie in Two Days. If the claim made by Captain Carl J. H. Flindt, of New York; a seafaring man of 17 years' experience, and an inventor. is substantiated. it will soon be possible to make the voyage from. N eW Y0rk to Queenstown by water in two days. He intends making the; ex- periment about the middle of May. Captain F'lindt asserts that he has in- vented a propeller which, when driv- en by a gasoline engine, will develop a speed in smooth water of more than 50 miles an hour. He is a hard headed, practical man, and with other persons who are interested with him financially in the scheme to revolutionize travel by water, is The vessel which is to be fitted with the new prope‘iler is about one third completed, and is to be named the D01- phin. She is constructed on the “whaleback” principle, and is intend- ed to go through the seas rather than over them. thus offering the least re- sistance to the waves, which in heavy weather will pass over her instead of heating against her. and thus retard- ing her speed. 4 feet high in addition. She is of 10 tons burden. She is to have a saloon! 13 feet in- length, thzree state-rooms, a kitchen and an engine room. Her: ordinary crew will consxst' of fivel men. huff, she will have accommodation fort '30 persons, While 50 can be carried it? her decks are utilized also. An engine of 29-horse power will be pilaced-abaft. amidships, and with hen other machinery Will weigh 10 tons; It was at first intended by Captain. Flindt‘ that electricity should be used as the motive power. but in. view at 4.1...- A-AtJ-niâ€" " NOW BUILDING THE CRAFT In one of the sheds of the Morgan Iron Works, at? the foot of East Nine- tieth St, N. Y. The propeller consists of two steel plates. each with two flanges, Which cut the water in such a way as to produce the least resistance. Each blade of the propeller to be used in making the proposed trip across the Atlantic is to be three feet, across and. two feet from the top of. the blade to the shaft. It will be thicker at the base than at the top. as the motive pévgiéi: GENE; :few 01% the accidents W'thh may motors. and thelr habllity to get out of order at tunes, it was dpcided to (I THE VESSEL IS MADE OF STEEL. that no man remember me. To this I pruj;__rr_1y gage. A MARVELLGUS VESSEL. Furnace. 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