Emerson's Wife and Other Western StoriesKelly, Florence Finch
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Emerson's Wife and Other Western Stories
Kelly, Florence Finch
Western stories
Wing was indignantly tearing himself loose from the young man's hand
and was looking wishfully after the departing train and the lost
opportunity.
"Lemme go," he demanded. "No, didn't hurt."
The young woman blushingly thanked the stranger as he helped her into
the vehicle. Then, instead of returning to the other omnibus, which
was waiting for him, he shook his head at the driver and stepped in
after her. As they rattled up the street he found it difficult to keep
his eyes off her slender, supple figure and the shining glory of
golden-red hair that aureoled the clear, soft brilliance of her pink
and white complexion. When she looked up once and caught his look of
admiration she blushed deeply and endeavored to disguise her
embarrassment in lively talk with some people who sat near her. The
newcomer saw that they were evidently old friends and inferred that she
was a resident of the town. From scraps of their talk that reached his
ears he learned that her name was Annie Millner, and that she was a
physician's daughter.'
The young man inscribed his name on the hotel register, "Robert
Ellison, Worcester, Mass.," and then sauntered out to take a look at
the town. He watched the omnibus from which he had just dismounted, as
it stopped in front of a pretty cottage set back in some pleasant
grounds on the slope of the opposite hill, until he saw Miss Millner
enter the gate.
"I guess I 'll like it better here than I expected to," was his thought
as his eye followed her figure. "This air feels good, the sunshine is
fine, and that's a glorious blue sky. They say I 'm likely to become
an invalid if I try to live East any longer, and so that's cut out.
Well, a fellow could have plenty of out-door life here, and enjoy it,
if there are many days like this. It looks as if there 'd be money in
these orchards too. I reckon Dr. Millner must live in that cottage.
What an inviting looking place it is! I guess I 'd better go back to
the hotel and ask the clerk about the physicians here. I might need
one sometime."
Discreet inquiry of the hotel clerk as to the population of the town,
resident and floating, its general healthfulness, the number of
health-seekers, their success, and the number and relative skill of the
physicians it supported finally elicited for Ellison all the
information his present interest desired concerning Dr. Millner and his
family.
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