Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-02-10

THE DoCToR's LUNCH"
ever" and he dismisses it from his
mind.
He finishes his meal, and is wiping
his mouth with the napkin upon the
tray, when Adrian hurries into the
room.
"You are wanted upstairs" he cries
in an anxious tone.
"Ha! all right" and he follows the
husband out into the hall, up the wide
staircase.
This is the ROOM" hating before a
door at the head Of the stairs. You
90 in alone, doctor. cannot bear to
witness her sufferings."
"Tender-hearted, eh? You would
never do for a physician;" md
turning the knob the doc or
opens the door and enters the room
Out in the hallway Adrian Dyke PAGES
noiselessly to and fro. his ears strain d
to catch the slightest sound, his heart
throbbing violently. So much depends
upon the issue of this, his wife's first
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES. II it
should not come as he desires-dis-
grace-poverty! He extends his walk
along the hall, toward the rear Of the
building, unconsciously murmuring
the hopes which dwell in his heart.
He passes half-open door.
Adrian" he hears a weak voice
calling.
He halts and observes he is before
his aunt's room. She has called him.
He enters.
"You called. Aunt Catherine?" he
asks.
eyes, Adrian. Your wife-is she
nearly over her trouble?"
''The doctor is with her. 1t cannot
6bs long now"
The sick woman turns her head
restlessly.
''Poor child! I can understand her
sufferings. / can sympathize with
her. / have suffered much, Adrian"
"Yes, dear aunt. You have indeed
been great sufferer" He is stand
ing by her bed, smoothing her pale
brow with one hand.
ut will not be long now, Adrian. I
shall not live to endure the terrible
agony of pain much longer, to cause
you trouble"
1T is not trouble, aunt. 1t is our
duty to labor for you. A labor of love
to minister to your wants. to relieve
you from pain and suffering"
She does not answer, only lies with
closed eyes, breathing hard.
"You have been good to me-" she
murmurs at last. II shall not forget
YOU" Then silence. He stands by
her bedside. She opens her eyes.
'"There has been much to blight our
family name in the past" she says
sorrowfully. pray that your off
spring may uphold the dignity of the
proud race from which our ancestors
sprung"
81 pray heaven that it may be So"
he replies fervently.
"You know have made my will"
she says dreamily.
YES" eagerly, anxious to hear
more. "All ! possess will be your
child's, providing
'Mr. Dyke, Mr.. Dyke" voice in.
terrupts him.
A woman enters the room.
The master turns to her.
"Well, Mary" He speaks impa'
tiently.
"The doctor wants to see you. Come
ut once"
He presses q kiss upon his aunt's
forehead.
go to your wife, Adrian" she muir.
murs.
He follows the woman-Mary Calder,
the nurse-out Of the room. The doc
tor is standing in the hall, note book
in hand, jotting down some items.
He approaches him. The nurse en-
tiers the room where the wife is lying.
us 1t all over, doctor?" he cries
eagerly.
DIR. Wilbur looks at him over his
glasses.
IAN over" he says. Then handing
him the book, You see the page Is
full"
The husband and. father takes it
with trembling hands. He almost
breads to look upon it. What If that
little black book should record the end
of all his hopes, strike death-blow to
his happiness! He reads. In the dim
light of the chandelier he sees the
doctors angular handwriting, the
marks of the lead pencil-"Alice DYKE