Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 11 June 1895 — Page 4

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THE FAIRY FIDDLER.

t-X'Tis I go fiddling, fiddling By \v «.-dy ways foiftirn.

make

the blackbirdjs music

,,r Ere in liis breast 'tii born. The sleeping larks I wkken 'Twixt the midnight and the morn.

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Ko man alive has seen me, st But women hear me play, Sometimes r.t door or window, ,-iFiddling the souls away,

The child's soul and the colleen's Out of the covering clay. —Nora Hopper.

AN UNSIGNED WILL.

The doctor opened the creaking wooden gate. It was half past 9 on a clear frosty winter night, itud he was five miles from home, and cold and hungry. "How is she?" he said to the gaunt, grim old woman who opened the door. "I don't know. Better see yourself. I'm no doctor," was the rough reply.

The room was low and mean, but the woman who lay on the bed struggling with death had a coquettish air that clashed with her age. Perhaps it came Amaryllis.

from the real lace on her nightcap, per haps from the Valenciennes that' encircled her shriveled brown throat, cr maybe the golden fringe, which, too young for the shrunken face, gave it toi her. "Amaryllis," said the surly woman, "here's the doctor."

The humble country practitioner stepped forward, and even in the dim lamplight could be seen the flannel cuffs, hiatus erf gray stocking between old trousers and clumsy boots, frayed linen twofold collar, silver watch chain and greasy, ready made tie that betrayed the small local practice. "Amaryllis, wake up, wake up. Doctor's here. God knows you've called enough for him."

The woman on the bed, whose name seemed a jest, opened her heavy, vague eyes, coughed faintly and groaned. "Is it Dr. Watson, Janet?" she asked.

miles," was the testy reply. Dr. Watson went through the orthodox farce of feeling pulse and taking temperature, but saw sit a glance that she waS at the last whirl in her dance of death. "Has she made her will?" he asked softly.

However, Amaryllis caught the words, and inn cracked scream of excitement said:

The doctor took out a stylographic pen and picked up from the fender aii old letter, ou only one side of which there was writing. ''Stop, stop!'' said Janet. *4She's mad. There's no such person.' Ask lier who is

"God forgive me,'"'groaned Amaryllis. I'll die happier if some one knows. I've been a wicked woman."

The doctor sprinkled some eau de cologne on her head from a curious old silver bottle that stood on a chair by the bedside and gave her something to drink out of a medicine bottle. Then with desperate energy the old woman told her story, despite the efforts of death to check her speech. "Father and mother were cruel, good people, and I was a blithe young woman that hated church and psalms ftnd dull Sunday books, so when he came, Prank Harford, the handsome sailor, he had my heart for the asking. They would none of his addresses, for he wasn't a God fearing man, they said, so off we went with no blessing from parson, but a curse from father. It liasted for ten years well enough. I had a little house I not in cold Norfolk, but here in this village, and he passed as my brother when on land, for he was most while at sea. However, the time came. I was older than he by some years and fretted for his absence—yes, and drank, a bitso he grew tired, but didn't break with me, was afraid to, I think—God knows why. Then her face caught him— Mary's, the coast guardsman's daughter. He kept' it from me, but the village gossiped. He meant' to marry her and cast me off. How I hated her, poor thing I knew him well enough, handsome devil! He'd have married her because he thought no other way would do, and I vowed he should not marry her rior any but me, and me he wouldn't. 1 asked her to the house, and he courted her,.before my face and thought me a blind fool "One night, his birthday, I had her to supper and got down from London some champagne. She was to stay the night, home was so far off and the weather rough. The little fool, the little ignorant fool, believed that the champagne—never before seen in our village—was only fine cider and drank her share, and he was boisterous at the jest Thea I went out on a pretext, saying I'd be back in an hour. The next day she ran away with him. Confound her! I never saw him again."

At this point Amaryllis seemed to break down, but after dozing for a few minutes she continued in a faint voice: "He left her soon enough and went to sea, leaving her and the baby to shift as they might Me he dropped after that bight We'd a fearful quarrel, for he guessed that I'd schemed it all. Five years later he wrote, said he had 'found God' and married a rich woman and wanted to make amends. He'd always kept me well enough, for his father left him £3,000 and this cottage—he'd set-

tied it on me. He sent me £500 for her add her child and begged me to look after them. I did sure enough, for I still hated her. I found she was in London, so I sent her just enough to keep her going, for I wanted her to live the cruel life, which, as I expected, she had come to lead. Year by year he sent me money, till last year, when a letter came to say he was dead. I kept nearly all of the money, and when, two years ago, she died, I sent no more, but I had the child watched, and he's 'Charles Harford' on the Monarch. And, doctor, since I've been ill and seen the parson I feel I can't die without doing right, so make the will, for ljfe o' God!"

The doctor began to write. "Stop," said Janet, who during the tale had walked up and down like a wild beast. ,V*It's all madness she's delirious."

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The dying woman heard her words. "In the box under the bed you'll find all Frank's letters. They'll prove the story."

In a few minutes Dr. Watson had finished the short will and read it to Janet sat grimly on the black horsehair sofa and did not offer to raise her sister to sign. "Come, Miss Webster," he said impatiently, "one mustn't lose time

She did not move. "What about witnesses?" she asked. "I'll be one," he answered, "you"— "Not me," she replied hastily, "that would make my legacy bad—I know that. Father was a. lawyer."

•Of course! There's none other for in more of the cold air than was neces

"That's it. That's it, doctor. I want to make a will. I can't die easy. Janet, get him pen and ink." "It's nonsense, doctor," said Janet. "Let her die in peace. She need make no will—she's no kith nor kin but me, her sister." "Put the pillow under my head, both pillows,'' called the patient. "I'm choking! Yes, that's it Now, doctor, for God's mercy do what I ask—Janet will let me—or I can't die easy."

Janet's face grew black With anger.,' "She's not fit to make a will, and I'm all she has in the world," said she. "Listen, listen, doctor!" I'm in my mind I can't die easy. It's short enough—£!J,000 and the cottage to Janet, the rest to Charles Harford, now on the training ship, the Monarch.

The doctor knew this was true and was a^ once vextjd and perplexed. "t^jease her"—he said. "It's no use," she broke in, "I'll not. Will she last three parts of an hour? I can get to Mr. Trelois, our nearest neigh- I bor, in the time, and bring him." I

Dr. Watson looked at his patient. I "Yes, perhaps an hour, but be quick. Janet put on an old black hat that looked like a bonnet flattened for country wear and a rough shawl of sham Shetland flecce, opened the door, letting

sary, and went out. slamming it heavily. The doctor sat down by the bedside, then recollected he was hungry, and as Amaryllis did not. answer his request rummaged in an unlocked cupboard and found gome bread and cheese, which he ate ravenously, moistening it with some brandy that he found in a bottle by the bedside, despite his strict orders against alcohol in any form. He made up the fire and sat in front of it. longing to smoke, till its genial warmth crept gently through him and sleep overcame the poor man, v.'hQliad walked five and twenty miles that day ou his ill paid rounds, The noise of the opening of the door awoke him, and, conscience stricken, he hastened to tlw} bed. Amaryllis was still alive, but on the very limits of the borderland. There was still time. He turned to Janet. "There's just life," he said- "Bring him in quickly." "He's,.not .with me," she replied stolidly. "He o'at." I I)r Watson looked at his watch. "It's two hours .since you started, what"—,

Janet gave a dreary smile. "They expected him every minute. I waited. He was too drunk when he came ip ".

A briglit idea came into the doctor's mind. ''Sign as witness," he said. "If the legacy is b«'tu, it does not matter. You'll get it just the same ^s next of kin." "Do you think I didn't know that?" replied Janet, with a hoarse laugh. "Then you've never been to Mr. Trelois?" shouted the doctor. "You"—

I'm not such a fool," she answered grimly. "But, oh, it was cold in the garden!"

As she spoke she came close to the fire, which glowed impartially on her rugged, dingy face. "D said the doctor passionately. "'I'll go myself. It may not bo too late."

He started up, and his chair fell. Amaryllis opened her empty eyes, then a look of intelligence came into her1 ashen face. The doctor had nearly reached the door, when in a tone half whisper, half shriek, sho called out: "Doctor, don't leave me before it's made!"

He turned, saw her sitting up, but as he moved toward her she fell back, and the nightcap came off, showing the •canty gray hair to which the golden fringe was fastened. "Too late," said the doctor, feeling for the beating of the heart "Too late you"— "I'm an honest woman," answered Janet, "and I've no sympathy with other people's by blows."—Exchange.

The Portland VMC.

'Olassniakers at an early day, even before the. Christian era, arrived at so great a degree of skill and proficiency as to more than rival anything within tlie range of modern art Among the antiques which have been preserved the Portland vase holds first place. For mpre than two centuries it was the principal ornament of the Barberini palace. Pellat, in his work on the incrustation of glass, says of the Portland vase: "It was found about the middle of the sixteenth century, inclosed in a marble sarcophagus, within a sepulchral chamber, under the Monte del Garno, 2%, miles from Rome, in the road to Frascati. It is ornamented with white opaque figures in bas-relief upon a dark transparent ground. The subject has not heretofore received a satisfactory elucidation, but the design, and more specially the execution, are admirable. The whole of the blue ground, or at least the part below the handles, muse have originally been covered with white enamel, out of which the figures have been sculptured in the style of a cameo, with most astonishing skill and labor."

The Duchess of Portland became the purchaser of the celebrated vase which bears her name, at a price of nearly $ 10,000. Wedgewood was permitted to take a mold from the vase, and he disposed of many copies, in his rich china, at a price of $250 each.—Boston Herald.

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