The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-09-18
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.No," she said, "he's not dead and not
 likely to die. The skull is not injured. He will revive possibly before can get the threads il. I have gone through his
 pockets and he has not cent An old
 pipe and a handful of tobacco Is all that
 they contained Probably he is home less man and certainly he Is an artist Of lome kind. It may he music or 1t may be painting. l should say painting" large black eyes. looked about him won- oeringiy and remarked quietly and wea- riedly:
 No. my man" said Miss Crowland briskly, holding glass of msdicine to his lips. You're not In hospital nor in jail.
 Tn man closed his eyes and obediently
 slumbered A hypodermic injection. of began probably assisted him in obeying.
 ''He'li do wei enough" Miss Crow land said at the front door, but for fear him tonight
 The man showed fever symptoms next
 morning, but was conscious, His name, he said Tas Lncien Niyray, He was one. He hoped some day to b. able to repay the kindness with which he had been treated. He looked pitifully from HIS SIldUDy ClOtIHIB NdH&luk upon ~ CtidiT to the large strong woman bending over him. The dissimiliarity of type would
 have struck the dullest obseryer-the fe-
 male muscular. capable, positive, domi, and vacillant. Furthermore, the strength of the north was in her reddish hair and
 clear blue eyes and white translucent
 skin, while he was of the small -boned
 people of the tropics. He was an Ameri, can he told her. but of French Provencal descent and then, taking medicine at a mere suggestion from her, he went again to sleep.
 She saw that he displayed a strange. though unmaseuline, beauty. The lashes which covered his eyes were long and cilled; the teeth showing between the slightly parted lips were small and of extreme regularity and wilderness. These lips now that their color had returned. were as crimson as the petals of rose.
 T will keep this man" Miss Crow
 land said to herself, and study him. It
 is the, artistic type pretty thoroughly
 will need careful attention and nursing. I want to find out how it is that these
 people have so much soul of certain
 kind and so little muscle"
 to rally. Miss Crowland lost a good deal
 of time from her regular practice. She
 was studying him intently. or thought her now and then. bat did not pause to nnalyze them. It was the mother instinct mixed with love for the man, but she was unconscious of 1t all. When healthy normal woman becomes interested in science she Is apt to continue her habit of
 thought long after other interests have entered and hidden themselves. As Is usual in such matters. she woke
 in an instant Nivray, pale but sound, stood at the foot of her stairs with the
 handle of the half-opened door in his slim fingers. He was two inches shorter ] than she and looked up at her he spoke:
 T shall be grateful always" he was saying. and if my evil star is clouded for only q little while, shall repay at least the monetary part of my obliga-
 tion; the other, of course, I can not re-
 pay. .Auf. Wiedersehen, because We
 may. not meet again; hate to say Good bye"
 For an instant the blue eyes were mis-
 ty. Then she reached forward and firmly drew the door to.
 "You shall say neither she answered. You will paint a great picture some day, and it will be painted here.'
 He accepted this as he had accepted all else at her bidding.
 The result of this marriage--strange as are its parties and strangely as 1t was brought about is good. She still prac- tices indomitably and successfully. He paints miniatures when he can get orders and does them only we'll Those who know. him speak of him as mot much of a man." and that is true; but he is the | man for her. Ills gentle nature has soft sometimes of going abroad with brush and palette and conquering the world. IE'Ei bv Ethel M Colson