The Red Cloud chief., 1898-10-14
(Continued.)

auinine, doctor, and order me some
milk and some Goals. and l sail he
able to get along by myself, as l have
often done before and will often again.
a few days will pull me round all
right Without troubling any one"
I'm afraid It may be a more seri-
GUS matter this time said tho doctor,
but have your own way for the pres
n I'll see that you have some milk,
n II | have a spare rug or blanket I'll
send 1t G swell to throw over you.
Now, good-by, and see that you keep
yourself as warm and comfortable as
you can under the difficult circum-
stances you have chosen for yourself"
Il oughtn't to have listened to him."
he went on TO himself as he walked
home through the driving snow, which
had been falling thickly for some time;
but there's that old Uiundl rug OF
mine he can have tonight. 1t looks as
~ he would need IL badly"
The ensuing night proved keen and
frosty and F8lccner's thoughts revert
ed more than once to the miserable
shelter In which lie had left his patient
and the still more miserable shake
down on which the fever-stricken
wretch was lying. At a comparatively
early hour the next morning he vas
again at the door, waiting In some i'm
patience until It was again unclaimed
and unlocked, and revealed the solitary
inmate sblyering and moaning In
agonies OF neuralgia. so this Ia the
result OF leaving you to your own de-
vices!" he exclaimed as he strobe in;
but come. there is no time to be lost
now. Get on your clothes, and any
thing you want to take with you. and
! will have a fly at the door in five
minutes. But sit down first and let
me give you a hypoderm!c dose of
morphis to quiet your pain. Is there
any water in the house?"
"You can get it at the tep. and here is
a cup. But tell you plainly, I'm not
going out of this house. Do anything
you can for me without removing me,
and | will thank you and repay you
when can. l do thank you a hundred
times for the rug you sent me last
night. But go to inirmary or hospital
] will not; understand that clearly.
"Well, Welt" said the doctor, wish
ing to humor him for the moment;
lie down there and get under the rug
then. Hold out your arm. There,
you'll feel better In a minute. A deal
better" he muttered to himself as he
drove home a full dose; "it will be
easier to get him away so. Now lie
still and keep yourself warm for half
an hour. ! have another case to see in
the next street, and I will be back here
in that time" So saying, he walked
quickly to the door. from which he
withdrew the key and put 1t in his
pocket. II was several minutes walk
20 the nearest cab stand and nearly half
an hour had elapsed before he was
again at the door with a four-wheeler.
To his chagrin he found it fastened by
the chain. but with a powerful push of
his shoulder he burst 1t open and en-
tered.
His patient was lying on the floor Of
The front room on his face, having ap-
parently succumbed TO the influence Of
the morphia as he was returning from
putting the chain on the door. what
a monomaniac!" exclaimed the doctor
as no stopped to lift him. Halo!
What have we here? those tumors
again?" In a moment he had laid the
insensible figure on the bed and was
hastily undoing his clothing. Under
the mans shirt, and mex his skin. was
fastened a broad anvas belt, furnished
aurttl civ Iorna 1aathnrn pnyYnf,n. .rtJot..
d%istending and bulging prominently.
"Ha! this explains the mystery! Va
cuus cantabit indeed! What a weight!
These are malignant tumors with a
vengeance! Come. my friend, let go"
this to the patient, who was feebly |
and half unconsciously clutching at the
belt as he withdrew TT must make
q thorough examination OF these tu-
mors. since l have discovered them at
last"
Placing the belt on the foor-for
there was no table In the room--he I'M
loosed the strap of one of the pouches
with fingers that trembled with excite
ment. A yellow CLEAN caught his eye.
and for a moment his hands shook so
violently and uncontrollably that a
small avalanche of gold coins rolled ont
upon the bare boards with a jingling
crash, and spread over the floor. His
head swan. flashes Of fire seemed to
dance before his eyes, a ~thunderous
reverberation filled his ears, and before
he was able to control his own move
ments he was down on his knees wildly
clutching at the coins with both hands,
thrusting them into his pockets as fast
as he could gather them up. Recov-
ering himself with a n of shame
and ama2ement such as he had neve
felt before, he was conscious OF shud-
dering so violently that his teeth chat
Aered. and the gold dropped again and
again from his fingers. "For shame.
Richard Falconer!" he heard himself
saying aloud. sis this your contempt
for filthy lucre. your boosted indiffer-
ence to gold? Get up at once, put back
that money and see to your patient as
you ought! What is all this to you?"
~ A. L. ~ --.NA