The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1896-11-26

on. "and think can manage the horse
without trouble"
The very person." cried Banks, be-
fore | could utter an objection. Miss
Gray understands the circumstances
better than any of us. III we send n
boy he'll muddle the story so that
Fowler won't be able to make head or
tail of it,"
But" l began.
Now, DR.. Morris, please don't OBJ
ject,' she broke in. There is not the
ghost of reason why should not go.
| realize what DR.. Fowler is to do, the
operation he will have to perform. I'm
not bit afraid of the horse Besides,
as DIR. Banks says, there mast be no
delay; every moment is precious.
Please let me start at once"
II don't like the idea," | protested,
but rather feebly in the face of her en-
treaty. 1t had come, by this time, to
be hard to deny her anything.
After his timely assistance TO me-"
she went on, 'it is only fair that
should be allowed to reciprocate, to do
some little thing to prove my graft.
tude."
Very well, go, then" said I, shortly;
but in the heart of me there was n
vague feeling of relief that she should
so soon repay her obligations to the
man from whom l certainly had no
good to expect: it was better for them
to be quits as speedily as possible.
"She will round out q useful day by
bringing Fowler here" said DR.. Banks.
as we stood watching her hurry off her
hat and gloves. Did you know that it
was she who found him ?"
NO" | answered. "lIow did it hap
pen?"
Her aunt, it seems, must have been
II good deal worried about the mans
failure to return with his team, and
to ease her mind Miss Gray promised to
keep lookout for him. At last Mrs.
Loring had to start for the village, but
meantime Miss Gray had caught some
of her aunts fears, and, as soon as she
was free, off she started on a hunt of
her own. She followed the wagon.
tracks almost to the house of that lone
some patient of yours, Morris. Then
the trail turned to the southwark, al
most skirting the edge of the bog. 1t
was queer route to pick out for haul
ing heavy load, and soon she had cause
to believe that Jones had found the
road rough, for in one place she saw IA
heap of gravel which undoubtedly had
been dumped out Of the wagon in some
way. The ground thereabouts is very
Iowa sort of hollow, in fact-and in
the depression she found herself out of
sight of this house. In the other di-
rection she could get a glimpse of your
patients dwelling, but nobody seemed
to be stirring about the place. Not
many yards beyond the gravel she dis
covered Jones, lying unconscious on
the ground, with the ruts showing
where the wheels of the wagon had
passed over his leg. He came to a bit.
after she reached him, and she was able
to make out that he had slipped under
the wheels, and had been so badly hurt
that he was unable to move, and was
forced to lie there and watch his horses
wander away from him, and finally.
striking the path in this direction, turn
into it and trot off homeward
Miss Gray tried to get assistance
from your patients; but, though she
beat with all her might upon the door,
no answer came from the house. Then,
in despair, she came here. Luckily,
happened along just then. We got out
spring-wagon and brought Jones in
Miss Gray accompanying us and help
ing like the true woman she is, hardly
faltering once, though you can i'm
agine the job it was to lift him off the
ground and into the wagon. Well, he's
been in your Office for the last half
hour, and what little can be done for
him has been done. It's fearful injury
he has. | never saw such mass of
fractured bones and torn flesh. Ampu-
tation is the only hope to save his life"
What do you consider his chance
is?'' / asked.
The old doctor shook his head doubt
fully
He's young, and ought to have a
fine constitution" he said, "but il will
be close thing for him, n very close
thing, I'm afraid"
Dorothy came running up TO us.
assisted her into the buggy.
Don't use the whip; he'll go well
enough without it, | counseled her
Remember. he's hard-mouthed, and