The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1896-06-20

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DIR. Fowler's doorstep as the fair mes
senger drove up. She came briskly
to the gate, and, leaning upon it, is-
tened intently to the girls brief ac-
count Of the accident, and the urgent
need Of surgeons services.
But the doctors away" the little
woman said. "He has gone to Trent,
and I don't expect him back before
mi1night-Tm Mrs. Fowler, youknow."
"But can't we catch him by tele-
graph 2" Dorothy asked anxiously. us
there no way7 The case is so Desperate.
Isn't there anything we can do?"
Mrs. Fowler shook her head. 'No,"
she answered, regretfully, for she was
proud of her husbands surgical skill,
II shouldn't know where to address a
telegram, and there's no train till the
late one. Who is in charge of the case
now2"
'Dr. Morris--that is DIR. Banks. I
suppose he is in charge, with DIR. Nor
ris assisting him.
'Umph! DR.. Banks-I know him.
The other don't"
The lady's tone expressed very little
confidence in the surgical talent Of
Rodneytown.
''Dr. Banks has sprnined wrist, and
DR. Morris is a,-a-specialist in a--a--
nervous diseases" Dorothy fastened to
explain. "They united in sending for
DR.. Fowler"
"Oh, understand said DIR. Fowler's
wife, amicably. 'It is dreadfully un-
fortunate that he is away"
''Mrs. Fowler, please advise me" said
Dorothy, earnestly. 'The doctors
argue that an immediate operation Of
fers the only hope of saving the mans
life.. I am sent here for a surgeon.
find him gone. What should do?".
There's nobody else here I'd trust
with cats life. DR.. Morse-I mean
Morris-must operate, or you will have
to welt for my husbands return. He
can hardly get to Rodneytown before
two or three o'clock in the morning"
A new doubt assailed the girl. How
about instruments? Banks and I
should have them. she supposed, but
there was the chance that we were
unprepared with suitable appliances.
AS briefly as possible she told Mrs.
Fowler what was in her mind. ~
"Sure enough" cried the little wpm-
an, II don't believe old DR.. Banks has,
anything Of the sort. Well not risk
it, anyway"
She ran into the house, returning in
a moment with a case under her arm.
Here's q set of instruments" said
she. "Take it; my husband has all
other. Get back to Rodneytown as
quick as you can. If they decide to
wait for DR.. Fowler they can send word
over this evening. oh, don't bother
about thanking me; if you ever marry
doctor, you'll be sure"
But Dorothy did not wait for the
rest Of her sentence. A witch Of her
hand had set the bay in motion, and
she was half dozen yards down the
street, leaving Mrs. Fowler to ponder
over the obruptness of her departure.
Once the town was left behind, the
girl lost no time, in calling upon her
nag's powers, and away he went as
readily as if he were fresh from his
stable. Mile after mile slipped behind
them. Soon the halfway house Joined
the procession to the rear. It was
growing dusk now, and the air was
chilly. Her wrists were beginning
to ache under the pull of the lines, and
the thought cnne to her that perhaps
she stood in greater need than her horse
of breathing spell. She tried to pull
L l.. 1,ya& IT
Stacking his pace he increased it. In
vain she tugged and sawed at the bit;
the bay was out Of her control, and
knew It as we'll as she did. He was trot-
ting as she had never seen him ttot be-
fore, with the blood OF dozen genera
lions of picked roadsters coursing hot
III his veins. Just ahead she made
out the dark mass OF wood through
which the road passed. An instant
later she was flying along under the
tnnnel-like arch where the boughs OF
the trees met above the travelled way.
In the gloom Of this passage she could
make out little of the road, though
she leaned from the buggy In the effort
to see what might be her course. Then
the wood was left behind, and about
lter was the twilight of the open eoun-
try, seeming almost bright by com.
parison with the tangle Of shadows
through which she had sped. The bay,
untiring, but with tleclks Of foam show
ing here and there on his coat, was
trotting with the smooth precision OF
a machine. It was glorious to watch
him. to hear the. sharp beat Of his
hoofs. Powerless as she was, the exc.
hilaration of the race took possession
Of her; she caught herself encoufagg-
ing the animal with her voice; she
forgot the pain in her wrists, the very,
real danger in which she was placed.
She thrilled with delight as she flashed
by wagon whose occupant had prll-
IDENTIFY driven into the ditch to afford,
her clear right of way. He called;
out warning to her, but, though she
heard his voice, the words were indis-.
tinguishable.
At last she was at the summit OF the
ridge looking down upon the beach,
and her destination was close at hand.
Again she sawed and tugged at the
lines Slowly her efforts told; gradual
" the bays speed decreased, until, as
he neared the farmhouse, she had him
well in hand Mrs. Weston, one:of her
loys, Mrs. Clark and two or three chill
dren were awaiting her at the gate,
all eager to learn the result Of her mis-
sion. Dr.. Banks and were close be-
hind them, and, as the horse catne to
q stop, we pushed our way to the side