The Birmingham age-herald., 1902-09-07
A Stirring Story of Love and Ad> venture in Revolutionary Days.
HAMBLEN SEARS
copyr ghted 1902 by Dodd Aes

 the danger he ran.
 No record could be found of your name. You seemed to have sunk into the earth. Then he tried to tell me gently that he believed you dead. l could not hear him and begged, besought him to go again through the prisons. I asked Sir Henry to let me go and nurse the sick that l might look for you. But he would not hear of it, and only laughed at me for quixotic miss'
 l strolsed the hand that lay in mine gently and she went on.
 So one day I was sitting in this house Indeed, the good baroness brought me here and kept me with her constantly when Captain Atherton came to us run ming up the street and cried that he had found you, and how, and that you were very i'll. and Dr. Low was already gone to see if you-your life-might be saved! Dear, can you think what that hour of waiting was to me? l sat here by the window, while. as I learned afterwards, this best of friends told the captain to have you brought to her own house-even when she did not know if you might not have the dreadful plague-and told the captain all your story, for l had told her.
 And he finding that the doctor said you had nothing contagious, so far as he could see, though you were nearly dead from fever and lack of food-he brought you here in cart covered with straw and vegetables to conceal you. And that was over six weeks gone now And God, the good God be thanked for today, when you opened your eyes and I saw reason there for the first time!'
 The brown head came close to mine and lay quietly except for the shake of sob now and then, which she tried in vain to suppress. And I, what of me? Will not a man yet complain of heaven? There I lay cursing my illness, for that I was too week to take her in my arms and could do naught but turn my useless head to one side and put my lips to the white sleeve that supported me.
 Soon I pressed her hand and she looked at he l wanted to ask her much and knew not how, but only said:
 "Curtis?'
 My brother?" she said. You would know how he is2'
 I nodded.
 Safe and sound in his camp at Yer plancks. He got away in boat across the river"
 'Actong"
 Yes, he too. Rob says, it well and safe"
 Then I looked at her steadily and said not word. And she sat up and got upon the floor, with sorrow in her face and omething.like dread written there, too
 T cannot tell you she whispered, standing over me. .'some one else must do 1t. l cannot! I cannotr
 "Oh," said a gruff voice behind her. 'oh, go right on! Don't mind me! Kill him, kill him! Egad, ma'a am, why don't you take him for a walk and give him truft1es and champagne? Aye. don't look at me, and plead and tell me this and Tnq good and strong, and should be thrown out on the snowl'
 Twas Low, going on in sarcastic wrath, and she had run to him with eonsterna- tion in her eyes.
 "Ah, doctor, doctor. have done wrong? He said he would get up and follow me if I left him"
 Get up!" snorted Low. And how the devil, ma'am, think you, he is going to get up? Look now, his cheeks are all red again. Aye and here's fever. Why, you young reprobate of a nurse, have taught you these two months so poorly as this?'
 "Oh, doctor"' she cried, in real alarm.
 Tut not a word But run and get him some of --le milk and wine and bit or rennet-" and she was gone in a flash.
 Well, lad" said he at that. Yen fight again, eh? How do you find your self?" And he brought bottle of some nasty liquid and poured part of 1t into a spoon.
 T need none of your bad tasting stufr," said l, trying to laugh.
 "Oho.' said he. No nasty stuff I sup pose you've been having that that tastes better than good iron, eh? Well, well lad,' and his voice chang d. "'tis the best medicine God could send ye. But remember, you've no more backbone in you than bit of cake, and go not too far Here" he added Look ot thatl' and he held little mirror before my eyes.
 And if truth be told, twas wretched looking man that gazed out at me, with a great black growth of beard covering my crooked features, with hollow eyes gazing out of a sunken, sallaw-skinned visage that gave me a start to think on.
 "A nice pirate" said he again, "eh? to be going on talking and fandanglng with pretty girls. Ahi Mistress Debby! Bring 1t here, and go and lock yourself up in the garret, young woman" But I would not have 1t and swore I would not eat till she gave 1t to me herself. And so, grum- bling as he did, with twinkle in his eve. she sat down on the bedside and fed me with spoon and said not a word; but then what mattered 1t since I could look at her and she at me? When had done she went away again and I asked Low the question l could not put to her. His face clouded at once.
 Dead, lad. Dead before they got him to Paulus Hook Bob Philipse wrote to her and told her. 'Tis a good riddance. for there never was a fouler friend nor foe than Frank Pendleton"
 My head sand back upon the pillow, and the sweat came out on my face as I ran over the night again
 Let 1t not worry thee. lad" went on the doctor gently. T know the whole tale from another source than Philipse's letter. You drowned rat that's all Now get ye to sleep and when you wake up again, you'll be a hundred per centurn the stronger"
 So, he left me alone, and lay watching the door for some one else, but before she came had done his bidding.
 Gro Be Continued)