The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-01-18
JEAN.
BY BLANCHE STERLING.

Copyright, so2 by Daily Story Pub. Col s
 x ;s < i: a !, and we had to remove her to a hospital. | Of course, haunted the place. All that | Christmas week, l came and went every | day, but Jean never once knew l was with her. One morning. found the doc | tor beside her. He had the kindest. tru- | est blue eyes l ever saw, and l knew | could trust him. On New Years eve. | waited in me corridor over an hour; | watching for him. He came at last. and when he saw me, his face lighted up with a sympathetic smile. Your friend will know you tomorrow, | ns said. "1'here is no de,ibt of her re- covery now"
 He was right. Next morning Jean greeted me with a weak smile of recog- hilton. nurse came in just then, and | said cheerily, Miss Lotion is doing very we'll"
 Miss Lottom'"'I said in surprise. and glanced down at the temperature chart on the table. l saw written there MISS J. Lottom.'
 There has bee a mistake mad. in my friends name." I said. q suppose the fault is mine. for 1t ,Yas I who wrote the name for the head purse. she IS MISS Latham"
 Latham" said the nurse, What a
 At the words "Dr. Latham" Jean's hand in mine gave a Convulsive clasp. and therc came into her eyes a look of had become almost too excited to speak, but managed to gasp in imbecile itera- tion. "Dr. Latham-'
 Yes" the nurse replied. "Dr. Rich- resident physician here five years. ago, and has just spent a month with us. He returned to New York last night, and sails at this afternoon for Bremen"
 Tho statement added f0 tha eral excitement. was too much for Jean. She tainted. and fifteen minutes were spent in reviving her. But In those fif- teen minutes I had formed plan of ac- Dr. Latham from going to Europe. In Jeans weakened condition, I knew the disappointment of losing what she had almost grasped would be fatal. When she~ became fully conscious, said:
 Its all right. Jean. Til bring him SaHk. nifi ,ape pen5 racS De afraid Tomorrow you I contrived to catch that New York train. did not have time to think. seated in the coach rushing south west. I bought newspaper on the train, and learned from what dock the Prinz Regent Luitpold would sail. l did nto know Dr. Latham's New York address. and decided I could not risk looking 1t up. I might miss both him and the boat. I would go directly to the steamship from the railroad station, and await his coming aboard.
 At fifteen minutes to five, when I had begun to nervously fear that I should be carried off to Bremen. and that with out Dr. Latham, I saw him coming aboard. I went. to meet n.m.
 'I came from Boston, where I saw you at the Massachusetts General Hos- pital treating my friend" said.
 'I remember he replied politely. T hope Miss Lotion is doing we'll"
 Yes, but she isn't Miss Lotion, She's Jean-Jean latham, and you didn't know her"
 He looked puzzled a moment, as though trying to decide hoy best to dis pose of the apparent lunatic before him. Then a sudden startled look flashed into his eyes, and he said quickly. You can't mean Jean--our little Jean"
 Yes. your sister Jean. Her father is dead. and Mrs. Latham lives with Lou ise in Vermont. For two years Jean has been looking for you.'
 evidently convinced him that was sane, and knew his family. Then he wasted neither time nor breath in inquiries.
 I immediately resigned command of my own expedition, and left all details of management in the mans hands, as only a South ern girl can. In an incredibly short time, he had placed me in cab, and we were whirled back to the station. Once fairly settled on the Boston train. did my, best to satisfy him.
 Well, I went to live in their new Beacon Street home, and Mrs. Latham will call me Dicks captor.
 INST ITSELF" by Charles Eugene Banks.