The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1897-07-20
A CASE IN EQUITY.
BY FRANCIS LYNDE.
copyright. 1895. by J. B. Lippineott Col
IH.-CONTINUED.


1t was very sweet face, lighted by
appealing eyes of the clearest gray, and
made altogether lovely and irresistible
by the touch of pathetic anxiety, that
was turned toward the physician.
Moreover, DIR. Perevin had said nothing
about the advantages of solitary exile,
but he stood by his patient Loyalty.
'To have advised him otherwise
would have been like preaching him
sermon with the text left out. What
he needs is out of door life, and that
doesn't mean a change to the dissipa-
tons of summer or winter resort"
The doctor paused, and then added,
automatically: 'And 1 count on your
help to make this possible; you must
dissuade Mrs. Thorndylze if she has any
idea of going with Philip"
Helen's faltering acceptance of the
condition imposed by this appeal ended
the interview, and she left DR.. Perevin's
office with her trouble increased in in
verse proportion to the success of her
errand. 1t wanted but three days of
the time that Philip had set for his de-
parture, and during this interval the
distress of the man, who thought his
knowledge was definite, was not more
real than that of the woman who knew
nothing and feared everything.
From the time when his mind had
clarified sufficiently to allow him to
grapple with the conditions of the new
point of view, Philip had begun to dread
most the parting from Helen. That was
because the new point of view had
shown him, among other things, the
neither side of his love for her, and he
found it good to look upon and tender
and self-sacrifcing. as such love for
such young woman should be. 1t was
q nlerciless aggravation of his misery,
he told himself, that this knowledge
came so late; that he had to look back
at Helen from the brink of the grave, as
it were, before he could realize what her
love was worth and what it would cost
to give it up. He cried out against the
peculiar hardness of his lot in much
bitterness of spirit, saying that his case
had no parallel. Wherein he lost sight
of the truth, old as the complaint of
the man of w, that blessings, are as
fountains are dried up and the well
springs are no more.
Taking all things into consideration.
Philip developed more strength of char
acter than he had reason to expect
when he went to pay the final visit to
the Morrissons. He meant to play the
part of the good-natured patient who
obeys his physicians orders without
prejudice to firm belief in their I'M
Importance. and this was not particu-
larly difficult in the presence of two
elderly people who had known him
from infancy. If appearances went for
ANYTHING. there was certainly little evil
dence of i'll health in the well-knit ath-
letic-looking young man who leaned
against the mantel, laughing and talk
ing easily about his approaching de-
parture. He caught glimpse of himself
in a mirror as he talked, and hope al
most struggled into life again. 1t was
but a passing moment of eXaltation,
however, for he knew well enough that
it was distance and the shaded light of
the chandelier that effaced the fine lines
of emaciation and turned the hectic
flush into a rudy glow of health. This
was what he told himself in the un-
written language of underthought
while outwardly he was listening to Mr..
Morrisson's questions.
''Have you made up your mind where
you will go?"
''Oh, yes; I did that the first thing:
Allacoochee, Ala. should go there if
only for the sweet euphony of the name,
but there are other and weightier rea-
sons Just hear them" And he took
a newspaper clipping from his pocket
and read the advertisement.
"Yes, I've heard of the place." re-
Joined the elder man; Browns been
putting a Lot of money into it, and he
wants me to join him. Let me know
what you think of it when, you get
there"
with pleasure. 1 thought it would
do as well as any for point of de-
parture; you know I'm going to live in
the woods"
Placid Mrs Morrison smiled, incredu-
lousy. i've been trying to imagine it
ever since Helen told us, but l can't"
she said. "Why, you've never been out
of reach of your bath and your morning
paper since you were old enough to
know the good of either"
Philip WINGED little under the crit
icism. A month earlier. while the armor