Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1901-01-23
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ming about In confusion. The doctor

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The doctor lifted her up t,lst as Stuart a.
tered.
stopped one Of them and said roughly:
"Now, then, are you all crazy here?
Where Is Mr.. DuncanY
~They carried him into the north
ROOM" was the answer.
North room! Why didn't you carry
him to the north pole and be done
with 1t! Here, Stuart! Send one Of
the men down for my black case at the
office and then come to your father"
The doctor went down the long hall,
turned to the right into another corri-
dor and entered q large room at the
end.
Lying over the bed In the middle of
the room was a young woman. Her
arms were clasped over the face of the
man who lay there. and she had faint
ed In that position.
The doctor lifted her up just as Stu
art entered.
20 God! Louise, too!' he cried.
The doctor gave him a look that
Gained him and replied: mo; she is In
faint. Now, then. use all the sense
you have, and 1t won't be too much.
You look after your sister while l see
to your father"
He put Louise into Stuarts arms,
who, with the servants help, soon re-
stored her to consciousness, while the
doctor turned to the man on the bed
and in q mastery manner proceeded to
do all that his skill and keenness Of
practice could do.
Ross Duncan lay like a dead man.
He was Of powerful build and looked
very stern and hard even as he lay
there helpless. There was a terrible
cash over one of his eyes. He was
covered with blood and dust, bruised
from head to foot, with clothes torn
and disflgured, but he had not lost con-
sciouspess, and, with the iron will
which had always characterized him,
he managed to let the doctor know his
wishes.
"All right, all right, Mr.. Duncan"
said the doctor in reply to a whisper
from the wounded man. II won't give
you any anesthetic If you don't want
1t. shall have to sew up this little
place over your eye, though. Has that
tortoise got around with that case
yetY he asked Stuart, who had left
Louise minute to come over to the
bed.
"He hasn't had time yet, DOCTOR"
"Why didn't he take my horseT
growled the doctor. How is Louise?"
Better. But what terrible fall ia
ther must have had!'
Stuart felt for his fathers hand, and
Ross Duncan's fingers closed over those
of his son. Stuart kneeled by the bed
and kissed his fathers cheek as he
used to do when boy. The older man
was evidently moved by the caress. A
tear rolled over his face.
"Come now" broke in the doctor. ap-
parently gruffer than ever. zone would
think you two hadn't seen each other
for year at least! We must get him
ready%for the operation. Stuart you
promised to help me. Give me your at
tention now"
The doctor soon had his patient as
comfortable as the nature Of the inju-
ries would allow. The case arrived,
the cash was sewed up quickly, and
at the end Of the hour Ross Duncan
was resting under the influence Of a
draft, while the doctor, Stuart and
Louise were In another room talking
over the accident.
The sister Of Stuart Duncan was very
pretty. very proud and very selfish. She
was years younger than her broth
er. She had been two years to finish
ing school in New York, but had not
finished any particular branch Of study.
She could play the piano little and
the harp little and do other things,
except ,housework, little. She lay on
the lounge now. with Stuart near by
stroking her head, and told the story
OF the accident:
"Father and started to drive down
to the station this morning to meet
you, Stuart. When we reached the
crossroad leading up to the Forge mine,
we were early for the train, and father
drove up to the engine house on some
business. When we got up there, the
miners were gathering to march down
to the square. 1t was the first news Of
the strike we had had. Father was
very much excited and talked to the
men to persuade them to 60 back to
work. Some Of them talked back in the
most insulting way; said they were
free men and did not have to work for
corporation and all that. You know
how they talk, Stuart. Nothing makes
father SO angry, and I don't blame him.
I think the men are simply horrid to
make all this trouble just now as 1
was getting ready to 60 east for that
yachting cruise with the vasplaines,
and this strike will probably stop their
going.
'9Then father jumped out of the car
riage and was going to give one of the
men who insulted him good thrash
Ing, and serve him right, when the rest
came around and made him get into
the carriage again. never saw IA
Their 80 angry. and was scared almost
to death, the men were 80 rough. We
drove back to the crossroad, and at
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