Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-16
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!; THE MADNESS OF LOVE.
How Physician Saved Life In
an Unprofessional Way.
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II was springtime ana MONDAY, and
| the soft breath of the year seemed la
| den with fragrant promises of bloom
and color, while over the woods was
| stealing fairyIile mantle Of green.
| On such o. day and IN such n scene
| as this Evangeljne Rohan felt as
| though the world should hold nothing
| of strife or pain or ugliness; indeed,
! the particular world in which she
| moved and breathed and had her being
held little but the surface knowledge
! that such things existed, for fate had
! favored Evangelinc and, not content
| with, bestowing on her beauty of per-
son and mind, had, lowered her with
the great gift of song in its divine per-
| lection.
Now she sauntered down the wind
ing pathway that led from her castle
terrace to the copse beneath.
/ A man. following her with hesitating
steps, as though he feared repulse II
I he presented himself too suddenly, took
I courage to approach when the trees
| yelled them from the castle windows
/ and. though she made him welcome by
/ neither word nor sign, walked at her
side until the whim seized her to seat
/ herself on a bank and search for the
desultory flowers that We're beginning
to peep here and there.
/ 1t was at this moment that a visitor
! who had driven mp to the castle in a
dogcart descended and asked for Mile
i Rohan.
II am afraid she is unable to see any
one this morning." said the butler;
''she Is resting for tonight"
DR.. Harrowden knit his brows In per-
plexity. He remembered that the sing
er had generously offered to throw
| open her castle to the public on that
night and to give the first entertain
! ment in her new theater for the benefit
Of fund for wounded soldiers.
L & All the country were clamorng for
tickets. Fabulous prices had been paid
even for standing roomi and report
Hsaid the diva. having spared no pains
or expense to make the occasion n
success, was'about to eclipse herself in
% IhfW Rult' MIJlt-H tolI-
posed for her, In an operate adaptation
| Of "Othello" I. W,tl
The matter Is a. very urgent one"
said DR.. Hsrrowdep, after pause. Il
have request TO make of MllefRohan
that can only be made personally. II
i you will risk her displeasure and allow
me to make my way to her, will take
all the blame. may say it is a ques-
ton almost OF life and death"
The man. who knew DIR. Harrowden
Hs one whose reputation. even in vii.
lage. practice, gave weight to his words,
yielded and, telling him that mademoi-
eelle had taken the path toward the
copse, led him through the conserva-
tory and directed him to the shortest
way.
He came SO suddenly upon the little
clearing where Evangeline was that
neither she nor her companion perceiv-
ed him. She was standing up, sin
gular look on her beautiful face. which
4, was bereft of its usual color. and both
her hands were stretched out before
her as though to ward off something
that she dreaded and that yet fasci-
\ mated her.
His face, dark eyed, brown skinned
zone, with something in its southern in
tensity that marred its. handsomeness,
must have worn threatening express
sion, for she recoiled with little cry
of alarm and, turning, saw DR.. Har-
rowden as he stepped toward her
! If "Ah, doctor" she said. little shak-
en- still, but smiling. lit is n long time
since bave seen you. which speaks
well for my health though not for my
hospitality, But you are coming TO-
night, hopei"
You have asked ME to the castle
most Kindly" lie answered quietly
"but am busy man. as you know,
mademoiseIle and have to deny myself
many pleasures. have ventured to
iDtrude on you, for which you must
please lay the blame solely on me, be-
tcause have a little patient down there
in the village whose recovery seems to
depend entirely on you"
~ "On meD'
iM"My Uatien; Is Il little child who has
been at DEATHS door through fever nnd
whose one desire, night ana day. has
been 20 hear sea sing We thought it
"A deiii'iols fancy that would pass, bur
II seeris that, hsL she been wei. she
Was 20 have come dr 20 the astle one
Eday Then you aaG 10 the t!iiSsery
fgnd ,aa; she last her thaEoa t!,.c';sn
litEls ..ipess. Sic raves End wapps 81.
terna'ely ana VII aot Sleep ,esgipE
alwayp &c be AIKEN 30 you 20 :nat abe
might ssk you 20 sing one little sors TO
y her"
Where is s.rf .'ake rie 10 ner, doc
tor, and win dag ~ her at c1ce."
Half m ho;if later, with Ali her soul
in her cNqnis'ie voice. sES was stand
ing In the cottage singing song of
lie and love 10 the bewlldercd villag-
ers, willie the sick child, propped up
by pillows to hear the desire of ner
heart, cried jat that It was an angel
who had cone in answer to her pray
ers.
II 1t was Midnight, ~ hours since Eva
had charmed away the shadow OF
death from the village home, and she
was holding a great assembly hushed
and spelllpund, while her voice, nc
longer, sodcned and subdued, rang
Il with all III glorious power through the
large opcis hall which she had lately
i added to Ter castle.
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