Bridgeton pioneer., 1892-11-24
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What, Edna, still here?" he cried,
springing to her side with what, had
she been less preoccupied, she would
have considered remarkable agility.
pray, what thought has SO completely
taken possession of your faculties that
you cannot hear voice ten feet away?
Are you still considering possibilities"
mo, sir; an impossibility, this time"
Dr. Gregory Gray gave vent to a low
whistle.
"Uncle Gregory"
"You said would never understand
the blessing of being a possibility until
understood the meaning of an impos-
sibility. 1 understand it now. I saw
her just after you left"
"Her?"
eyes; the lame girl who sat on the
opposite side of the wreck"
$50 she is the impossibility, is she?"
questioned Uncle Gregory, gravely;
and Edna described to him what had
just taken place. But l cannot see
why you should pity her so much" he
commented, when Edna finished her
tale, when you consider the position
of possibility SO tiresome. You told
me an hour ago that you were nonen-
ity, a cipher, with just the faint posi-
bility of some day amounting to some
thing. Now, certainly, that is not an
enviable state
Edna blushed. Don't, please don't
quote any more!' she pleaded; "you
cannot think how silly and wicked it
makes me feel. 1 wonder, Uncle
Gregory, that you did not overwhelm
me with sarcasm when you realized all
the time what foolish complaints was
making; but that is not your way
Anyhow, had forgotten about myself;
I was thinking Of her. Uncle Gregory,
she must be made possibility"
: Uncle Gregory smiled kindly into the
blue eyes turned SO earnestly up to
his. "How shall we go about it2'' he
asked
"she must be sent to the city, put in
-- hospital, and you
Edna, Edna, don't talk nonsenser'
interrupted her uncle.
Edna always found DR.. Gregory Gray
quite different person from her mer-
ry, genial uncle. He permitted no
trifing in his Office, and Edna general
ly discreetly avoided any meddling
with professional matters; but to-day
her ardor rendered her bold.
"You can do anything. I am sure you
can make her well" she urged, with
that blind belief which is so distasteful
to an intelligent physician.
DR.. Gray was evidently annoyed.
''Stop, stop, Edna; you are discussing
% subject of which you are totally igno-
rant" he said. "Neither you nor
know yet the extent of this poor girls
helplessness, or whether or not it be
possible to relieve her. Besides, peo-
pie of her class often entertain strong
prejudices against hospitals; she might
refuse to enter one, and probably has
not the means to go to the city any
way. You do not even know her name,
do you? All, thought not" as Edna
shook her head. "Well, can help you
out there. 1t is Agnes White. She is
the orphan niece of Capt. Watson,
with whom we go out sailing and fish
ing-an honest, intelligent fellow, but
poor one, with a large family"
A wave, larger than any previous,
glided swiftly toward the wreck. but
30 smoothly, so quietly, that Edna
lcarelessly watched its advance, certain
every instant that the next it would re-
.cede. But on and on it came, and at
length she was only saved from a good
wetting by DR.. Gray's strong arm.
Swinging her to place of safety, he
laughed:
Evidently, my little niece, it is
time for you to leave the beach if you
propose disputing old Oceans rights>in
this way"
Suppose, Uncle Gregory" she began,
dreamily - suppose it had been a
strong, strong wave-suppose it had
caught me and carried me way, way
out there" pointing to distant hori-
zon, '.you must always have thought
of me with doubt-an uncertainty as
to whether 1 really would have
amounted to anything or not. 1
think it would be very hard to die
only poss-oh, Uncle Gregory, we
must make Agnes White possibility"
Five hoary winters aroused old
Oceans stormy passions, and five gen.
tie summers lulled him to rest again,
before Edna Gray and her parents re-
visited that pleasant spot on the Jer-
sey coast. The little party returned
one fair June morning, when thin
mist, like a silvery veil, hung over the
sea, and almost obscured that line
where the sky and water meet.
The five years had not left Edna un-
changed.
Herr Lundi was no longer SO harsh
in his criticisms as in those other days,
and was won't to rest in his chair with
head thrown back, and certain satis-
fed expression in his blue eyes, when
Edna sat at his beloved piano. True.
old Bridget still predicted wonderful
possibilities for "the little Mistress"
as she was fond of calling her; but.
when one observed the reliance and
dependence her father was beginning
to place in her, he would be very apt
to fancy the possibility" of five years
ago was fast approaching fulfillment.
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