Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-03-18

lie aren't eoaLktng around the room.
physician that attracted him. Not S
| keen as his sister, Mortimer could 10
I associate the face with that of ISabe
| lie Clair, but be did connect the nam
with that of the client OF his old pre-
ceptor in law.
81 knew a man of your name,
| George Leland, who was killed in Den
yer, but he was old enough to be you
father"
"Aud he was my father.
"He was?'
"Yes. What did you know Of him?"
Nothing"
''You must have heard something"
81 was a student in the Office of the
lawyer that transacted his business"
''You were? Then maybe you can
explain what nv father meant when he
said, Telegraph my death east He
/ left no papers. His attorney in Denver
had only the deeds Of recent purchases
/ here. An eastern lawyer had other pa
| pers and will. have frequently ad-
vertised for claims against my father,
! thinking that creditors would be
most likely to turn up and clew. But
! no responses were received. Now fate
! has sent you here to unravel the myS-
terry. The public administrator APP
pointed an executor, and /, as the only
living relative, own the property that
was once beyond civilization, il seemed,
but or which this hotel and the blocks
around have been erected"
Mortimer listened and said nothing
He picked up paper, the one he had
been reading and had dropped when the
doctor entered. lie read over the para
/ gragh again and said:
IL may be wrong. But there Is one
man who can straighten things out. i
shall write to him tonight, or better,
why not you come home with me?"
"YOu are not able yet to stand the
/ Journey, however much l might like to
60"
de said this emDhatically. 1t attract
/ ed the attention of Inez, who had just
taken leave Of the hOusekeeper. lneZ's
anxious, inQuisitive look, noticed by the
/ doctor, awakened his interest.
Your brother wants TO 90 back, he
said. "Im sure, Miss Mortimer, you
will join with me in urging him to re-
maiu here a little longer"
"He ought TO be guided by medical
counsel, was her reply. "He promised
/ me he would"
"Dr. LELAND understands me-" said
| Mortimer. ''Ul obey his wishes. HC
should be more impatient than /.
"Why?' Queried Inez.
'Never mind, said her brother
Dr. Leland had been so completely
unneryed by the unexpected revelation
that be felt it would be wiser to turn
TO other subjects until he could regain
/ his eQuinimity. Inez was not blind 70
his agitation. She ascribed it 10 some
reflection Of her brother upon his pro-
fession. Philip Wss liable, in some I'll
Of peevishnesS, to forget the courtesiei
required by social law. Inez regretted
that she had been the means of bring
ing anyone into a disagreeable situa
tion. Her sympathy went out to Dr.
Leland.
Cultivation may reserve the more
| fOrceful of the feelings that seek eX
| preston i'm look and gesture, but where
/ the outburst is restrained more gentle
! indications unconsciOqSly assert them
selves. Dr. Leland felt a strange thrill
under the intense s0licitude her eyes
betrayed. A phsician, skilled In th'
WAYS Of human nature, the lOvelines'
of this girls character had at once i'm
| pressed him. lie was not man to bt
touched with personal beauty alone
but somehow be felt himself envyinG
Mortimer the care and affection o.
which he was the recipient.
"With your permission" said the
doctor, "your brother and / will retire
TO his chamber. Perhaps l may soon
strengthen him. You mustn't be dis
/ couraged, Miss Mortimer. Our air here
is good. but, like medicine itself q
strange lungs, it must be taken undei
instructions. We will leave you fol
awhile
"As you will, doctor"
The two men went back to Morti
mer's room. There the unselfshness o
the physician first turned 70 the physi
cal discomfort Of the patient In word
that had q suble influence upon Morti
mer, impelling him 10 cheerful acQuies
] EHMECt nc maui III IL AlteN1 a. A@~ E'~-----
until the basis for diagnosis had beer
made.
II viii bring you some medicin'
later" said DR.. Leland, when the exam
ination had been finished.
"But about that other thing, docto
your fathers case"
'Oh, yes. You spoke about a mar
whom you could write 10. Who is he
| The lawyers"
''No: he is dead. That's the trouble.
"Who is the man?"
Laurence MsngaR, a newspaper man.
He is on the track Of a discovery.
will write him letter now You mai
Il. and it will bring him on surely.
Mortimer walked over TO a secretary
unlocked it, arranged the desk boar,
aud wrote:
ST. JAMES HOTEL,
'liESvER, April 90, 1891.
DEAR AIs4 MANGAN:-Ths ssesee @