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Liberty Jones’s Discovery
by
When at last the day came for the doctor’s arrival, he was duly met by Hoskins, and as duly informed by that impressible subordinate of the great change in Liberty’s appearance. But the doctor was far from being equally impressed with his factor’s story, and indeed showed much more interest in the appearance of the stock which they met along the road. Once the doctor got out of the wagon to inspect a cow, and particularly the coat of a rough draught horse that had been turned out and put under Liberty’s care. “His skin is like velvet,” said the doctor. “The girl evidently understands stock, and knows how to keep them in condition.”
“I reckon she’s beginning to understand herself, too,” said Hoskins. “Golly! wait till ye see HER.”
The doctor DID see her, but with what feelings he did not as frankly express. She was not at the cabin when they arrived, but presently appeared from the direction of the spring where, for reasons of her own, she had evidently made her toilet. Doctor Ruysdael was astounded; Hoskins’s praise was not exaggerated; and there was an added charm that Hoskins was not prepared for. She had put on a gown of her own making,–the secret toil of many a long night,–amateurishly fashioned from some cheap yellow calico the doctor had sent her, yet fitting her wonderfully, and showing every curve of her graceful figure. Unaccented by a corset,–an article she had never known,–even the lines of the stiff, unyielding calico had a fashion that was nymph-like and suited her unfettered limbs. Doctor Ruysdael was profoundly moved. Though a philosopher, he was practical. He found himself suddenly confronted not only by a beautiful girl, but a problem! It was impossible to keep the existence of this woodland nymph from the knowledge of his distant neighbors; it was equally impossible for him to assume the responsibility of keeping a goddess like this in her present position. He had noticed her previous improvement, but had never dreamed that pure and wholesome living could in two months work such a miracle. And he was to a certain degree responsible, HE had created her,–a beautiful Frankenstein, whose lustrous, appealing eyes were even now menacing his security and position.
Perhaps she saw trouble and perplexity in the face where she had expected admiration and pleasure, for a slight chill went over her as he quickly praised the appearance of the stock and spoke of her own improvement. But when they were alone, he turned to her abruptly.
“You said you had no wish to go to San Jose?”
“No.” Yet she was conscious that her greatest objection had been removed, and she colored faintly.
“Listen to me,” he said dryly. “You deserve a better position than this,–a better home and surroundings than you have here. You are older, too,–a woman almost,–and you must look ahead.”
A look of mingled fright, reproach, and appeal came into her eloquent face. “Yer wantin’ to send me away?” she stammered.
“No,” he said frankly. “It is you who are GROWING away. This is no longer the place for you.”
“But I want to stay. I don’t wanter go. I am–I WAS happy here.”
“But I’m thinking of giving up this place. It takes up too much of my time. You must be provided”–
“YOU are going away?” she said passionately.
“Yes.”
“Take me with you. I’ll go anywhere!–to San Jose—wherever you go. Don’t turn me off as dad did, for I’ll foller you as I never followed dad. I’ll go with you–or I’ll die!”
There was neither fear nor shame in her words; it was the outspoken instinct of the animal he had been rearing; he was convinced and appalled by it.
“I am returning to San Jose at once,” he said gravely. “You shall go with me–FOR THE PRESENT! Get yourself ready!”
He took her to San Jose, and temporarily to the house of a patient,–a widow lady,–while he tried, alone, to grapple with the problem that now confronted him. But that problem became more complicated at the end of the third day, by Liberty Jones falling suddenly and alarmingly ill. The symptoms were so grave that the doctor, in his anxiety, called in a brother physician in consultation. When the examination was over, the two men withdrew and stared at each other.