The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1894-12-26


with bent head and flushed cheeks. The
little Jet cross rose and fell with her
hurried breathings
"Dr. James Mcl1urdo O'Brien has,
as YOU know, the offer of the physiolog-
ical chair at Melbourne. He has been II
Australia five years and has brilliant
future before him. Today he leaves for
Edinburgh, and in two months time he
goes out to assume his new duties. You
know his feeling toward you. 1t rests
with you as to whether he goes out
alone. Speaking for myself, I cannot
imagine any higher mission for wom-
an of culture than to 60 through life in
the company Of a man who is capable OF
such a research as thatwhich DR.. James
McNIurdo O'Brien has brought to sue
cessful conclusion. y
''He has not spoken to me, - mur-
INJURED the lady.
s.Ah, there are signs which are more
subtle than speech said her brother,
wagging his head. But you are pale.
Your vasomotor system is excited Your
arterioles have contracted. He scrlb-
bled again upon his shirt cuff. Let me
entreat you to compose yourself. | think
/ hear the carriage. l fancy that you
may have e visitor this morning, Ada.
You will excuse me now. . With q
quick glance at the clock he strobe off
into the hall. and within few minutes
he was rattling in his quiet. we'll ap-
pointed brougham through the brick
lined streets of Birchespool
His lecture over, Professor Ainslle
Grey paid visit 10 his laboratory,
where he adjusted several scientific III
strun:nts. made q note Is TO the prog
res, OF three separate infusions Of bac-
terra, cut half q t:ozea sections with
nlicroron:e and f::;ail:,. resolved the dit
ticulties OF seven different gentlemen
whowere pursuing researches IL as many
separate lines Of inquiry. Having thus
conscientiously ard methodically COM
pleted the routine Of his duties, he re-
turned to his carriage and ordered the
coachman to drive him to the Lindens.
His face as he drove was cold and lmpas-
sivc, but he drew his fingers from time
to time down his prominent chin with
a jerky, twitchy movement.
The Lindens was ali old fashioned,
Wv clad house which had once been in
the country, but was now caught in the
long red brick feelers Of the growing
city. 1t still stood back from the road
in the privacy Of its own grounds. A
winding path, lined with laurel bushes,
led to the arched and porticoed en-
trance. To the right was a lawn. In
der the shadow Of a hawthorn a lady
sat in a garden chair, with book Ill
her hands At the click Of the gate she
started, and the professor, catching
sight Of her, strobe across the lawn i'll
her direction.
What! Won You go in and see Mrs
Esdaile:'' she asked, sweeping out from
under the shadow Of the hawthorn. She
was small woman, strongly feminine
from the rich coils Of her light colored
hair to the dainty garden slipper which
peeped from under her cream tinted
dress One tiny we'll gloved hand was
outstretched in greeting, while the
other pressed thick green covered vol
ulne against her side.
Her decision and quick tactful man
ner bespoke the mature woman Of the
world. but her upraised face had pre-
served girlish and even iufantile ex-
preston Of innocence in its large, fear
less gray eyes and sensitive, humorous
mouth. Mrs O'James was a widow,
and she was two and thirty years of
age. but neither fact could have been
dedpced from her appearance.
~ GU will surely go Ill and sec Mrs.
Esdaile, she repeated, glancing up at
him with eyes which had in therl some
thing between challenge and q caress.
Il did not come to see Mrs Esdaile.
he answered, with 40 relaxation Of his
cold and grave manner. II came to see
you.
Il am sure 1 should be highly hon
ored, y she said, with just the slightest
little touch of brogue i'll her accent.
"What are the students to do without
their professor
''Ihave already completed my academ-
ical duties. Take my arm, and we shall
walk in the sunshine. Surely we can-
not wonder that eastern people should
have made a deity of the sun. 1t is the
great benefcent force of nature-man' 5
ally against cold, sterility and all that
is abhorrent to him. What were you
reading:'
"Beale's Matter and Life. -
The professor raised MS thick eye
brows. "Bealer' he said, and then
again in {. kind of whisper, "Beale!"
"You differ from him?" she asked
.sIt is not I who differ from him l
am only monad-a thing OF no mo-
ment. The whole tendency Of the high
est plane Of modern thought differs from
him. He defends the indefenslble- be
is an excellent observer, but feeble
reasoner. l should not recommend you
to found your conclusions upon Beale. =
~ must read Natures Chronicle to
counteract his pernicious influence, -