The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1883-06-21
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which Susy knew so well.
''Nol I'll stick at it. Inever have
given up anything until 1 did it
and I'll not begin now! But you
you must help me to keep up heart
Susy," and with long breath he
took both her hands in his.
"Why, there's no reason why we
should give up heart she said, with
cheerful laugh. go now; there
is Nixon coming. He does not like
to see you here"
mo-" said Philip; 'he is afraid
he will lose his clerk! He'll not
find any other that he can grind as
much work from on starvation
wages"
&Gol gor' She pushed him to
the door, still laughing; but when
he was a gone she dropped her head
on the ledger and sobbed.
Susy was an orphan. She had
no friends in the world but this man
who had loved her since she was a
child. She had more courage and
energy, probably, than he; but the
life of the girl in Nixon's shop was
almost intolerable, and she was very
lonely and tired.
If DR.. Wharton was moody and
despairing the next day his patients
did not know it. He never had
been more gentle or untiring in his
care of them. They were all poor,
for the hospital was a city charity.
But the more heavily his own
trouble pressed on him the more
tender to these wretched paupers he
grew.
He was busted all the morning
with one old countryman, who had
fallen in the street from his horse,
and been carried in insensible. Dr.
Frazier found him beside the old
mans cot early in the afternoon.
Frazier had been absent nearly
all day. His face was flushed and
his eyes burning with excitement.
He beckoned Philip aside.
"There's a chance! It's some
thing bigr' he whispered, excitedly.
"Call Poor to take your ward this
afternoon and come with me. He's
going to take mine"
81 can't give up my ward to Poor.
He's blunderer," said Wharton,
gruffly. "You may, if you choose"
''No need to snub me, Phil, when
I'm trying to do you a service
You said the other day you had
saved a couple of hundred dollars"
eyes; that's my capital to begin
the world with in September"
"Well, Frank-my brother, you
know-has just had private informa-
tion of great expected rise in the
Darling Silver Mine stock. He'll
let you and me into the chance.
Well go down with him to the
Stock Exchange and buy up all the
shares we can"
81 can't leave my ward to Poor"
he said. "There is no patient in
danger but this man. But he is in
a very critical condition. l won't
leave him."
Nonsense! What can a couple
of hours matter? 1t is a chance
which may never come to you again.
It's a dead sure thing, l tell you"
Wharton shook his head.
EListen to reason, Phil. You may
clear enough by this venture to
make beginning for a competency
for years. You can afford then to
wait for practice. You might even
marry, if you could find nice girl y
with a laugh.
Marry" DIR, Wharton's hand
shook, as he dropped the medicine
into a spoon. 81 would need time
to consider the investment" he said,
seven if 1 could leave this man. l
would wish to be clear in my con-
science that it was proper one to
make. But the old mans condition
is such that my present duty is
clear"
He sat down by the cot, watching
the sick man. The picture of Susy
at work in the miserable shop, with
that brutal old Nixon driving her,
rose before him. She might have
to bear this for years; and now that
possibly he might help her, was he
to give it up for this man-an utter
stranger to him2
The clock licked swiftly. Whar-
toms face was haggard.
Gomez Frazier said, hurriedly.
9Th not go, Frazier"
''Not go! You are not going to
lose your one chance in life for that
old Observation-Disclosures nod
ding contemptuously towards the
cot.
'Pn not leave him"
DR.. Frazier stopped over the old
man and examined him.
Gle may lie in this way for days" ?"
he said. at is likely you will find
him just as he is when you come
back"
| eyes; but he may change at any
moment. The treatment | am try
ing is a new one. Poor knows
nothing about it,
"You'll not come, thenY hating
on his way to the door.
Wharton had followed him step
or two, and did not reply for mo-
IuCuO. SlOoOb VI bi1S
withered old face on the pillow
flickered and q sharp glance shot
out from them. 50
'sNo," he said, quietly, 81 will
stay with him. This is my work,
and / will not leave it to Poor"
Frazier went to the exchange,
and by several ventures cleared
several hundred dollars. He was
greatly elated over his success.
DR.. Wharton drudged along in
his daily rounds among his pauper
patients with no reward than the
old mans recovery. The latter was
4 very taciturn and irritable, and
showed no gratitude to nurse OF
doctor. But Philip found his keen
, eyes following him constantly in his
rounds among his patients,
sYou are ready for discharge to
morrow" he said to him one day
when a fortnight had passed.
Discharge, ehl That was queer
experiment you tried on me, young