The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1897-12-09

after ALL" cogitated the doctor. oh,
I see now-it's Phebe Otway, the VIII
lage nurse, whom all the poor people
for. But I can't imagine Daniel
Otway's wife with such a sweet, must
cally modulated voice. It's a gift OF
heaven to save people, / suppose. Wen,
l respect Phebe for having the energy
and resolution to face a storm like
this for the very problematical pay
ment which she has to expect from old
Hannah H%opkins!"
And then he relapsed into silence
after one or W. more remarks, to
which his companion did not seem in
clined to reply, save in monosyllables,
until they stopped in the midst of a
whirling s%nowdrift, before old Han
nah's cabin, on the edge Of a thicket OF
pines.
"Shall 1 put the horse out?" DR..
Dane asked. There is neither man nor
boy here to render such services,
and"
Il car put him out myself" said the
woman, quickly. II know where the
lantern and the matches are kept in
the shed, and l have taken Prince
Charles in and out of the shafts many
a time"
Without waiting for an answer, she
led the pony around the corner OF the
house and vanished as it were into a
white wilderness, while DR.. Dane
opened the door and went into the
sick room, where he wretched old oc-
togenarian lay groaning by the light OF
a pine wood fire alone.
We'll, Hannah" said he, cheerfully.
how are you?"
But, instead Of answerinf, the old
woman screwed up her yes to peer
past him into the gloom, as if expect
ing yet another figure to appear.
The next instant the back door
opened and a small, slight figure came
in, already freed from clumsy cloak
or sheltering fur cap-a girl CT per-
haps twenty, with clear, brown eyes,
rosy cheeks and coils of brown hair
wound around and around her head.
Hannah's blear eyes frightened at the
noiseless apparition.
Il knew you would come, pretty
one," she said. You always come
where there is pain or trouble or heavy
hearts, my queen"
49," said DR.. Dane to himself, "it
is neither Miss Martineau nor DAME
Otway's wife. l wonder who it Is"
All that wild, tempestuous night thu
two kept vigil at Hannah Hopkins
bedside, and, in his secret heart, tn
doctor confessed that he had neve
seen a quicker comprehension. a NOR
tender heart, a stronger f%ortitude, thai
that of his unknown companion. An
when, at daybreak, the angel of deaf
set the prisoned spirit free, and the,
sat alone by the corpse, DR.. Dane spok
out:
I'VE can do no more for the poo
, creature said he. she's at rest, nov
t Let me take you to your friends"
4 No. said the girl, quietly. Il sha
stay here until some of the villag
: people come. will not leave her, poe
soul!'
y Can l send some one?" he asked.
"If you choose" she answered.
: But l don't like to leave you alone
DO not be afraid" she said, a lit
u scornfully.
e So Halleck Dane left her. Fortul
l. ately he met ONE n a few rods
Is the road, and returned with reinforc
II ments-a sturdy old farmer and h
10 wife.
d Miss Durande,' cried the woma
o the minute her eye fell on the slig
figure at the bedside, you never mes
, to say that you have been here E
night! But l don't blieve old Ha
nah could have died without you, s.
was that fond of you. Heaven BILE
your sweet facet"
DR.. Dane started, feeling the col
mount to his face.
"Ah!" said he, striving to spei
calmly, $50 the mystery is solved! Y
4 are Miss Durande!"
A eyes," she said, Il am Miss Durant
II l did not reveal my identity before, |
cause l knew you did not like me-,
Dane"
But do like you," said the doct
impulsively. 1T was only my fs
cied ideal of Miss Durande that l d
liked!"
WAS it just to be Judge, jury a
ex%ecutioner, without even allowing
! poor defendant to put in a plea
asked Dorella.
.d 1T was cowardly and base"
n, mitted DR.. Dane. IF you can forg
,a1 me, do. But I shall find it impossi
H. to forgive myself"
hv The heiress held out her hand W
So a most fascinating smile beginning
'ge dimple the corners of her peri
mouth.
no. Such humility is irresistible" S
nc she. You are pardoned!'
ard They drove home together the
a friends in the world, DR.. Dane won6
M ing how it was possible that the
lie Miss Durande should be 20 unlike
her silly, simpering, conceited little |
sonage whom he had decided she m
be-and Dorella, woman-like, think
no. all the more of him because she
been called upon to forgive his sh
he comings.
OF course the sequel remains to
II told. OF course DR.. Dane n Dor
lick Durande liked each other all the
uld ter, now, for having so heartily
as spised each other before. And
DR.. Hal told Miss Durande that
airy liked her better than any n els
Owl the World-and. in return, Miss