The Elbert County tribune., 1903-10-15
cHAPrER xvlI.-contInued.

When the meal was over DIR. Dun
widdie arose. and, as was his habit,
returned TO the house up the road to
see to his patients condition. and
found that johnson had slept through
the night scarcely stirring, still as a
baby. Things were going well to help
on his recovery; and though II would
be months before he could be able to
get around. yet there was every hope
and every reason to expect him to
recover.
johnson moved and opened his eyes
slowly as DR.. Dunwiddie entered the
room. Vacant. hollow eyes they were,
with stare in them which startled
Dolores.
DR.. Dunwiddie was at his side In
stantly. but without sign OF haste.
He is used TO your voice" he said
TO Dolores, without turning his head
Speak TO him. Miss johnson. Say
anything to him-anything you are In
the habit OF saying"
Dolores came no nearer the bed;
she stood quietly at the window, and
asked in her ordinary voice. slow. un-
Interested: Are you ready for break
fast, father?"
The hollow eyes closed weakly for
a moment. Mrs. Allen entered at that
moment with the beef tea. and Do
lores, taking the bowl from her hand.
crossed over to the bedside. John
son again opened his eyes with the
old expression OF distrust and dislike
in them. She bent over him, and DR..
Dunwiddie raised his head a trlfe
gently on his arm as she put the spoon
to his lips with steady hand and un-
moved face. But when she offered
him the second spoonful he closed his
eyes and endeavored to turn aside his
head. with the sullen expression on
his face. Dolores bent over the bed
and held the spoon steadily to his
lips, as she said in tone that thrilled
her listeners by its slow. almost stern
sweetness:
Drink this. father"
He obeyed like child. and she fed
him carefully according to the doc
tors orders. DIR. 'Dunwiddie watched
her movements wonderingly. Where
did this girl get her womanly tact?
Surely not from this man upon the
pillows. whose face was Indicative OF
nothing but brute nature.
II was an exquisite morning. Mrs.
Allen was with the doctor. there was
no need OF her there, and she went
out and sat on the door-stone in the
shadow of the pines Leaning her
head against the door-post her hands
fell to her lap. Her eyes were intent
on the mountain with sort OF hun
cry look in them. II had meddled so
with her life-or was 1t the fate of the
stars that crippled her father and pre-
vented his going to court where the
men were eager to have him. like the
vulture on the mountain. She knew
little of fate or law, but 1t seemed to
her that the one possessed her and
the other was waiting. waiting in
terrible silence Tor her father to go
to prove the malice prepense in the
laming of the mare-a waiting that
appalled, her by its dogged patience.
What her neighbors thought she did
not care; she had lived without them:
she could still live without them. Had
she known how roughly they used her
name she would scarcely have under
stood their meaning. Her mind was
too pure and too high above them to
comprehend the evil they would lay
at her door. Lodie, among them all,
was the only kind one. Not one of the
woman had been near her. but the
women never did come; she cared
nothing about that. only there was
something in her life that had not
been there before and that called for
comnanionshin for the symnathy of