Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1889-11-07

never been alone with my father when
he has had such a seizure"
Perry threw himself on his knees be-
side her, marveling at the odd fate that
had so suddenly altered all the condi-
tons of his unlocked for visit. He seized
one Of the long, tremulous hands that
lay 90 nerveless on the couch, and began
rapid and vigorous chatting and slspping.
Somewhere he had read or heard Of wo-
men being restored from fainting spells by
just such means. Why should it not pre-
vail with the old man? He vaguely be-
thought him of burnt feathers. and look
ed about for the discarded pillow, won.
dering il it might not be brilliant idea
to cut it open and extract handful and
set 1t ablaze under those broad and emil
nently aristocratic nostrils. Happily, he
was spared excuse for further expert
ment. He felt that life was returning
to the hand he was so theoretically
grooming, and that feeble but emphatic
protest against such heroic treatment
was manifest.
II think he's coming @" no said.
Hes trying to pull away. Shall !
keep onr'
"Yes, dol Anything rather than have
MIN lie in this death like swoon."
obediently he chung to his prize, rub
hing and chatting hard, despite increasing
tug and effort. Then came another fee
ole, petulant moan, and the hollow ewes
opened just as rapid footballs were heard
on the veranda without and Mr.. Even
rushed breathless and ruddy faced into
the room.
Where on earth can that woman have
gomez" he painted. II cannot find her
anywhere. Is he better, Miss Gladysg'
'Reviving, think, thanks to Mr.
thanks to YOU" she said, turning her
eyes full upon the kneeling figure at her
side and sending Perry's heart up into
his throat with delight at the gratitude
and kindness in her glance. She was
striving with one hand to unfasten the
scarf and collar at the old mans neck,
but making little progress.
Let me help you," eagerly said Perry
THAT, at least, is more in my line"
And somehow their fingers touched as
he twisted at the stubborn knot. She
drew her hand away then, but it was
gently, not abruptly done, and he found
time To note that, too. and bless her for it.
Il hate TO seem ungracious, you know,
after all that's happened" said Mr..
Even, but fear twill vex him awful
ly II he should find You in here when he
comes to. He has had these attacks for
some time past. and think he's coming
through all right. Sec
Old Maitland was certainly beginning
TO open his eyes again and look vacantly
around him.
Better leave him To Miss Gladys"
said the overseer, touching the young
fellow on the shoulder. Perry looked
into her face To- read her wishes before
he would obey. \ flush was rising to
her cheek, cloud settling about her
young eyes, but she turned, after a
quick glance at her father.
Il cannot thank you enough-now,"
she said, hesitatingly. Perhaps Mr.
Even is right. You-you deserve to be
told the story of his trouble, you have
been 50 kind. Some day you shall un-
acknowledgements not think unkindly
of us"
Indeed | do not now" he protested.
"And-whom are we to thank?-youI
name. / mean" she timidly asked
81 am Mr.. Perry, of the til cavalry.
We have only come to Fort Rossiter this
month"
And | am Miss Maitland Some day
l can thank you" And she held forth
her long. slim hand. He took II very
reverently and bowed over it. courtier
like. longing to say something that might
lit the occasion; but before his scattered
senses could come to him there was
another quick step at the veranda. and a
voice that sounded strangely familiar
startled his ears:
"Gladys! What has happened" And
there, striding to the sofa with the stepe
OF one assured of welcome and thorough
ly at home in those strange precincts,
came DR.. Quin.