The Wichita daily eagle., 1901-06-25
AN UNOFFICIAL PRACTITIONER.

/ We're nylng above the typewriter keys.
Say. Hiss Dana" ne remarked, Il
went 10 the hospital last night 10 see
| the boss.
Yes" she said. a quick flicker of red
/ showing in the cream Of her cheek. MIR.
Fuilenton is much better, isn't he. Jih-
mie?''
NO. ne amt" obviously. The nurse
/ wouldn't let me see him COS twas after
/ hours. but she said he was very weak
and didn't seem 10 take a bit OF interest
| in nothing: just lay and watched the door
( kind Of wistful like. as If ne was looking
! for some cne who didn't come, she said, %
/ in an awed whisper, "he didn't seem 10
/ care If ne croaked or not"
! The flicker Of red vanished. Who
/ who DO you think he wants 70 see, jim
/ niche has no relatives. I believe, and
! Mr. Bassett, his partner, and you have
/ beeng'
You" said Jimmie, fercely. 'Tsin't
no use. Miss Dana" as the girl made q
/ swift gesture Of denial-.the boss IS dead
stuck on you. Amt he got your picture
/ hidden In his desk? I've seen him look
at IL lots of times, when ne didn't know
| 1 was around; same as Tim Leary looks
at my sister il the front parlor Sunday
nights. I don't care in response TO an
indignant Jimmie the boss is white,
he is, and it jogs me to see him turned
down. Didn't ne come up with the dough
all the~time I was out with the scarlet
fever?-sure he did.
IT'S kinder rough on a guy to have
to lay there all alone Just cos the girl
he likes is too proud 70 let or she loves
him too7-winsing suspiciously. Don't
yOuse remember the time he hurted his
arm in the elevator door? 1 seen you
look at him then, and l was on in a min
ute. Say, Miss Dana" TO the stenO-
graphers averted face, why don't you
90 up to the hospital and kinder let on
TO the boss that it's him and not Gil
more, de lawyer guy upstairs. that you
like?'
Miss Dana rose wildly: IL don't know
what you mean. Jimmie" she said. e.
I--dOnt talke TO me any more; 1 won't
listen," and she walked swiftly TO the
window.
Presently Jimmie, in duleet tones. i'm
plored his Lady Lou 70 come TO his
heart, oh, do-o-o, and Katherine Dana,
staring out at the wilderness OF tangled
telegraph wires thought incoherently OF
the old adage concerning children and
fools. wondering II, after al, the reticent
young lawyer, whose upright, manly
ways had won her maiden heart, despite
all her resolution, did care so much, and
if in her fear, lest her own secret be dis
covered, she had been too cold. too dis
tant to guess at his. How absurd for
ever
A sudden shy happiness dawned in her
heart, and. turning. she took down her
hat and newmarket.
Jimmie" she said, nervously, II think
that I viii go out for a little while.
leu Mr.. Bassett that I have gone to
lunch"
A baod smile Of perfect comprehension
overspread the office boys freckled coun-
fof all n oh he va
airily. Say" as her form vanished
through the office door, This ward is No.
81. It's all right; 1 put the nurse on last
night"
Good afternoon, Mr.. Funenton," said
Miss Dana half an hour later. Il
thought"-with an embarrassed little
faugh as she bent over the wan face on
the pillow-"that you might like to see
all your employees"
The nurse withdrew noiselessly after
one swift glance at the two faces. The
look that had flashed between them wos
no riddle TO her. and she hlushed involun-
tarily as she thought OF a certain young
house surgeon. one DR.. Donald.
so that's her. she thought to her
self. executing a few steps Of a silent
cake walk; bless that Office boy, he's
a dear, a regular modern Cupid, with
snub nose and freckles instead Of wings.
Miss Dana sat down on the edge Of
the bed. You must hurry and get back
to the office" she said. Mr.. Bassett
and Jimmie and-snd myself are very
anxious TO see you at your desk again
1T is very kind Of you ALL feebly;
'but DO you know, Miss Dana, this is
the first rest I have ever taken in all
my life, and I have worked harder than
most men. I never knew my parents,
never had anyone to rejoice at my sue
cess, to sympathize when things went
wrong. I fought my way Up from a po-
sition far lower than that Of an Office
boy (for he has home) by sheer unre-
hitting toll, and I am tired II wasn't
worth it-an alone"
But your success, your profession
with eyes suddenly wet; surely that
''Does itg" YEARLY. u don't know"
You mustn't talk Ike this, Mr.. Full
lenton," Miss Dana's voice suddenly
choked. on" she faItered, Il don't
know what you viii think Of me, but you
must get well. II for nothing else than
for-for-my sake" hiding her blushing
face on the pillow.
do YOU mean that, little wonanT' q
great 10Y growing in his eyes; then I
will. Katie. for both our sakes- II
thought you didn't care.
In the account Of the Dana~Fuuenton
nuptials. which appeared some six months
later. it was related, among other things,
that 1lr. Fullenton's best man was
Young gentleman. very short and very
much freckIed. who performed his duties
without a flaw. and beamed on the high
contracting. parties in bland and faith
erly manner that visioly amused the
groom and Disconnected the bride.
Huh" said Jimmie. when he read II,
that reporter makes me tired. WASH
IL me that did the trick Boston Post