The Wilmington daily Republican., 1901-01-30

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sending message to her or following
the doctor up for information. Happi
ly she was In fair way of canvalcs
eence. The shock to her system had
been very great, but the symptoms of
fever had abated, and now the man OF
medicine declared that all she needed
was rest. With that end in view he
had requested her to keep in bed for
that day, and also with the further
view, thought, of battling the curiosi-
~ OF the passengers. However, just
as we were creeping up to an anchor
age he came to me and said that II
would wait until the people had gone
ashore Miss Hurst would like to see me
Tor minute or two. Naturally her
wish was command, and, informing
my uncle Of the circumstance, we
bided our time.
Her mother, with outstretched hand
and white, pathetic face, met me Rt
the door Of the cabin.
"Mr. Gray" she said. and the false
name struck me as contemplate under
such conditions, x thank you with all
my heart. My daughter Is all the
world to me- and you have brought her
back from the grave. God bless your
She drew me to her and kissed me on
The forehead, and l was seized with
great longing to throw my arms about
her and kiss her as would have kiss.
ed my own mother. But ! drew back.
mumbling stupidly that II was nothing,
that she was to think 1t nothing had
done, TINT | was glad had been of
service--a mixture the idiocy of which
appealed to me even In the midst
my embarrassment, for embarrassed
was, and deeply, for over the mothe,
shoulder two great gray eyes set in
sweet, pale face were watching me
from the top berth. People had spo-
Ken Of my cournge In Jumping into the
tea. Well, 1t may have seemed a bold
hing to do. but certainly hadn't the
courage to face the wide, inquiring
Eyes of this delicate girl.
"Mr. Gray" she said, II hope you do
not think me unkind or remiss. want
ed to send for you before, but l am
supposed to be under the doctors Or
ders, though why | can't imagine. Be
heve me, l am perfectly well, but he
orders rest, and my mother wishes it. |
Let Inc thank you now"
She held out her wee white hand,
which l pressed with a nervous clasp,
and l looked into her face, right into
her eyes, and knew that this pale girl |
held my destiny in her hands.
Don't thank me- l mumbled,
scarcely knowing what was saying.
Don't say anything more about 1t. 1t |
Is enough for me to know that l have
been Of service to YOU"
"And 1t Is enough for me to know
She repeated slowly, a world Of, mean
Ing In her look and tone, that you
have saved my life"
~ am glad" said.
sand II she answered In low voice.
looked her straight in the eyes, and
The returned the look frankly, without
einching. and believe we each strOve
to read the deeper thoughts that lay
behind. To me she seemed living
PIECE Of pale perfection, for whom
would have leaped into 80 raging seas
pr the deadly maelstrom itself. |
The doctor appearing at that moment
Ind cauti0ning me not to excite his
patient, we talked but a little while
onger, and as shook hands with her
The said, Il suppose you are going
lshoreY"
ut is very probable" |,
"You will be carefulT There was al
most tone Of entreaty in her voice.
II promise you"
They were only little common words.
nut they were full Of meaning. I knew
low that there was some one who took
more than !" rNHsng interest In me.