Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1885-10-10
Doctor Hepburn's Quest.

A brilliant college career, ending in
complete triumph over all his COMPETE
tors, was the dream of Frank Leslie's
boyhOOd and youth. Unlike most such
dreams he achieved the object of his
ambition, but the strain was to severe
for a naturally delicate constitution, and
he was ordered abroad to seek what res
toratiOn of health or strength was posi-
bic. Southern Germany was advised,
and there among the pine.cla noun
tains he bTeathed fresh life and Vigor;
his step regained its elasticity, his form
Its upright carriage; the weak lung heal
ed, the blood began to show rudy and
warm IN the Young mans face, and
strength came back. Certainly at five
end-tWenty years Of age one has to be
thankful for this.
His fashionable friends would not
have recognized Frank Leslie in the tall
young fellow in grey tourist suit who
emerged from the forest, one fine OCtO-
Der day, and surveyed, with kinding eye,
the white houses of q village clustered
in a valley far below him.
want TO get back to the world, do
your" asked the old German doctOr,-tO
whose care he had cOnfded himself in
the first steps of his exile, and to whom
he had now returned to pay q parting
visit after a heightened pedestrian tour,
with q shreWd smile Wrinkling his
kindly face, as be watched the cOunte-
nance he had carefully observed for
signs of returning health for so many
weeks. "Well, you're strong enough
now; and it's natural at your age"
"IJ is natural enough at any age, to
want to see a Woman's face-tO hear q
WOman's voice." replied the young man;
"and my mother and my sister are as
impatient to see me as I am to meet
them"
"No one else?" asked DR.. Mueller
meaningly.
"No one else, 4" replied Paul, lightly.
He wished there were, as he looked off
into the bright blue world before spring
ing down the hillside.
But it was MT a time for regrets, with
the bright scene before him, courage in
his heart, and strength in his muscles;
and he went Whistling down the deEy
road. recalling how YEARLY be had fol
lowed mis- guide into the woods three
months before.
Speaking of women, "said DR.. Mueller,
as they went along, "a cOuntrywoman of
yours has been staying at the Gasthaus
for some months past in whom I am
much interested. Poor girl hers is
sad lot"
"How?" asked Frank.
''Her father, Co whom she appears de-
VGbous is q Visionary s5LAlLIeu Win @ craze
that I thought had long since died out.
He ia an a.cnemist, IN fact"
Impossible" increduoUsly cried
Frank.
$50 one would think cried the doc
tor. But he is mad upon that point
is sure that he will succeed in making
gold, If he can only secure certain met
ais which he fancies are to be found in
the mountains here. She, poor girl
knows how futile is the search in which
her father has spent time and fortune,
and stills clings TO him and supports
him Strange creatures, women?"
Every" said Frank, sbstractedly. SIS
she pretty2"
you viii probably be able to Judge
Tor yourself" Doctor Mueller dryly OBJ
served: q" Miss Hepburn is an acquaint-
ance Of my Wiie's."
Franks eyes dilated. he knew now
who she was. 1t had been four years
since the eccentric Doctor Hepburn had
disappeared from society.
Hls daughter, he could, with an effort
remember her too-a plump little thing.
with fair braids tied with q blue ribbon.
Why, she was at school, and even now
must b less than twenty.
The next day he had time to look