HER MOTHER KNEW.
Mother: " And so you engaged yourself to that young man at the seanile, did you ? " Daughter (sheepishly): "Y-c-s, ma, I rromised t) become his wife."
"It was on ft heiutiful moonlight evening in June ? " " Why, yep, mi; how did you know ?"
" And tho b »nd on the par de were playing a delightful waltz by Strauss?" " Why, yc3; who told you ? "
" And you two were sitting close to one another watchirg the sad sea waves? " " Yes."
" Aud the water glistened in the moonl'ght, and made mu-*ic which seemed like a fairy echo to the sweet melody which floated out from the distant orchestra?"
" Yes, yes. But how did you know all this?"
"I knew it must b) undor sjme such combination of circumstances that he proposed, or you would never have said 'yes' to such a nincompoop as that."
A DOCTORS SYMPATHY. The coolness and seeming indifference which physicians exhibit in (the sick room often win for thom the reputation of being withou 1 ; feeling or sympa'hy. The fact is that their hearts are often moved with compassion a f the scenes which they are compelled to witness; bit for the sake of the patient as well as the hopes of the relatives, an uiroved exterior must bo preserved. Of D-. Hill it is said that his autocratic bearing in the sick roam gave strangers no hint of the deep sympathy which he felt for the humblest of his patients. A geat'eman ertering his surgery one evening upanmu'iced was surprised, however, to find the doctor with hii hea I bowed over the t\bla sobbing convulsively. The intruder was about to withdraw in silence when the doctor wheeled around in his chair and with tea's streaming} down his furrowed checks said—- " lake a seat There is uo occasion for privacy. I am thinking of little Willie —-» who has been sick with the sca'let fever. It was a severe case, but I had it under control. In fact, I the boy was out danger, when his aunt, moved by his entreaties, gave him a hot pancake she had made to eat He's nearer death's door now than he was in the first place, and there isn't one chance in a hundrel of saving him." The gentleman expressed regret at this sad turn of affairs whea the doctor, as if ashamed of his unwonted display of feeling, exclaimed, impatiently—- " I d m't particularly care for the boy ; what I am Borry for is that I can't kill his aunt befo-e she has a nuance to murder another sick nereoi with her confounded pancAkes! "
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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 1860, 26 February 1892, Page 4
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433HER MOTHER KNEW. Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 1860, 26 February 1892, Page 4
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