The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1894-06-13
CHAPTER VIII.
A NEW LEASE OF LIFE.


fully driven carriage had just brought
to the door Of the house at the end of the
quiet street
How different from the Ominous roll
Of the departing ambulance was the com
ing OF this jaunty carriage! When Miss
MaXey had listened to the first from the
parlor window, high above the street,
har sympathetic heart felt as if a chill
breath from tho icyrivcr had touched it.
Now she waited at the top of the stairs
with IL rose in her hair.
Modern science had alone made this ar
rival possible. For the second time with
In tho short period Of few weeks brain
surgery had Won another brilliant VIC
tory. But there was that about this Sec
ond and moro recent miracle which not
eyon Lamar himself could explain That
tho result had exceeded his most daring
hopes he had acknowledged, at least to
NaXCy. Torc5cuc from the grave a trem-
bling pualytic victim. who realizes full
we'll his doom, and himself gives the
word which authorizes the dangerous
operation rs his last fearful chance, is
great indeed, but to pour Il flood of
fullest, frcest light into the darkness
worse than death that enshrouds an IL
tolloct i3something so far greater that it
rises ut once out Of the region of human
achioycmontiuto that unfathomed realm
Of natures mysteries where the wisest
arc as children. No. Lamar was too
scientific man to believe this triumph
all his own, too honest to claim it as his
own, but nevertheless the world would
count it his. Henccforth he would be
great among his follows.
Tho victim Of the eff road was still
III a very sensitive anG pecarious state.
Her memory Of even recent events
might fail her at times in the most
alarming manner, but her pulse was
normal, her appetite good, and every
day would show a change for the better
'--cyory day away from the hospital,
surrounded by sympathetic faces, kind
voices and the quiet Of a home. So they
all Lolicvcd. So had the carriage come.
This was scarcely the same being who
oGco before had been carried by these
fOGr strong arms from the street to the
artists rooms. That form had been sub
missivo and lcaden, This shrank in
maiden modesty from undue contact
That face had been distorted with the
hidoous nightmare Of perpetual fear
This gloTcd with all the sweet, shy,
wOmanly emotions that rise in the breast
Of a young girl whom necessity compels
to cling i'll this bold fashion to strangers
OF the other Sex. She oboycd their in
structiOn3 to put her arms about their
necks with trembling reluctance that
was too spontaneous to be counterfeit.
l know not what philosophic Dr. Lamar
Thought, but to Julian Maxcy the trem-
ulous touch Of that almost transparent
little hand was avaguo revelation Of the
possibility Of joy to come greater than
any he had ever known.
It was toilsomc, climbing the long
flights Of stairs in this slow, steady fash
ion, but it seemed to MaXey in his pres
emit ecstGtic frame of mind, with bur
den such as this to carry, he would
willingly have Kept on mounting for
cTcr. AS for tho palpitating burden her
sdlf, she was troubled with more scnti-
ments than one. This removal, her des-
tinatiOn, her new friends We're so many
mysteries to her. The truth had purpose
y been kept from her for a specific rea-
son, and she had been informed only
that she was to be taken to q more Sc
cludCd place than the hospital, where
sho would be surrounded by brighter in
fluenccs and would get well the quicker.
Notwithstanding her weakness and
her tropidation at finding herself in the
arms Of the strange men, she was seen
to glance with an expression of interest
and curiosity upon the house and the
entrance into which she was being TAX
Ell. In spite of DR.. Lamars assurance
to the contrary, Maxey hoped that she
would recognize the place and its in
mates without word to aid her. This
was the object of his silence to her 1t
partoOk Of the nature of an experiment.
Miss Maxey, waiting for them in the
corridor, held the door open for them to
pass in. The girl looked at her in a
mute, questioning manner, without
shadow of recognition, that thoroughly
disappointed the artists sister. The
doctors strong tones were the first to
break the silence.
"Thoso are your new friends, Miss
Dye. Horo your homo is to be as long as
you care to makeit. From the time you
oppressed desire not to be taken back
to your father thoy resolved to bring you
here"
"Thoy are very good to me-" said q
faint voice. "But do they know that
am poor girl without money to pay
them for their carer"
lhCy Know everything that is neces-
sary."
Miss Maxey had drawn a great chair
in front Of the fire and had made it
doubly easy with pillows. The comfort
afle back chamber was in q state of Or
der and neatness wonderful to behold.
Everything was in readiness for the re-
turn of the patient They placed her in
tho chair, and Maxey sighed as the cling
ing hand left its warm nesting place ON
his neck. Then they all stood back from
her, and she looked about, first at the
strange faces of the artist and his sister
and then at the various objects which
went to make up the character of the
room. Her glance wandered to the win
dows with the fine prospect far away
and the ice clad river underneath, to the
piano, the pictures, the bookcases, even
to the little white bed in the alcove
room, tho curtains Of which had been
pruposely drawn back that she might
SEQ it.
MaXey could not conceal his disap-
pointment. 1t was the glance of the
stranger. But there was another senti-
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