The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-06-27
NR. BOLTON looked up from his

book, sank a little deeper into
his chair, moved his feet nearer the
roaring crate fire and gave a sigh of
comfort. How well it seemed to be
at home, surrounded with books and
magazines. and conscious that he
would be disturbed by no call to go
out in the storm.
He was just beginning to get used to
his new-found freedom. Six months
ago he had decided to retire from all
practice with the exception of office
consultation. and his work at the hos
pitfalls and colleges. He had worked
4 hard for 20 years and had attained
large measure of success. lie founl
himself at 43 with an income indie
pendent of his practice sufficient to
maintain him in the way he desired
to live. After cutting off his outside
practice, there still remained a pro-
fessional income of very respectable
proportions. SO he had ordered the
telephone out of his apartments and
given strict orders to his man that
/. under no circumstances should a
patient, but to direct all messengers
to DR.. Sames, across the street. with
whom he had made arrangements.
How he had enjoyed the long even
ings. He had reveleS in the books he
had long wanted to read. lie could
he would not be called out, in the midst
of the first chapter. All these things
passed through DIR, Bottoms mind as
he gazed with half-closed eyes at the
rings of smoke from his cigar. He
glanced at the place where the tele-
phone used to be, and chuckled aloud
at the thought that no internal ting
a-ling" could call him from his fire.
All that was necessary to complete his
contentment was a wife. For Dr. Boil
ton had never found time in his busy
life to marry Nowif
"Clang! clang! clang!" went the
door bell. The doctor chuckled again
at the thought that James knew il
was worth his position to let any sum-
mons come to him.
There was sound of words in the
hall. They grew louder and finally
threatening. Then masterful voice:
81 tell you I will see him. Stand
aside Then heavy fall, and the door
opened and a tall man of striking APP
pearance, stylishly dressed, stepped
into the room
DR.. Bolton had sprung to his feet It
the sound of the fall and his hand had
insttnctively grasped the poker.
"Do not be alarmed, DR.. Bolton. !
am not burglar nor a crank. simply
must see you for moment, and your
man is certainly faithful. congra tu-
late you"
"Well, sir?" replied the doctor, in I'M
compromising tones, dropping the
poker.
"a most serious calamity has oc-
Cured. \ young woman-my cousin
and affianced wife-has accidentally
taken a dose of poison. She simply
must not die. | come to you, knowing
that you bear the highest reputation
in such eases. | beseech you to come
with me. | know you will not do it for
iilOitN, but Apu eau Ma NE your OWN
fee. ! beg you in the name of hui
manity."
The doctor involuntarily began to
remove his smoking jacket. Then he
fro vned and paused, one sleeve off.
at is in absolute opposition to my
resolution"
81 know. Make this an exception.
For Gods sake come and be quick"
"There are other physicians" re-
piled the doctor, argumentatively.
mo other will do in this case. Come,
don't delay" The stranger made a
quick, impatient gesture.
Under the commanding gaze Of the
wonderful black eyes the doctor re-
moved his smoking jacket, and an in
slant later was out in the stormy
night, with his ng-neglected medi
cine case.
A carriage was in waiting and the
driver drove with reckless speed un.
der the commands of the stranger.