The daily morning Alaskan., 1903-02-11
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ence was restrul to my Overtazed
 In a few days I began to improve rapidly. I took on Interest in my sur. roundlngs. and, having discovered that was actually in SomeEsville, I asked many questions, trying to nnd out through my nurse many things that desired to know concerning the man whose infamy had caused me this journey to Somersville.
 My nurse was a native of the town and was one Of the generous volun. ieers who had given their services to the victims of the wreck All who knew her called her Mamie. and when asked how to address her she told me Co call her Mamie. as the others did.
 One day I asked her, in as uncon- cerned a voice as could muster whether she knew any Bradleys living in the town.
 Indeed do," she replied. q know them very we'll But why do you askl Do you know any of themr
 In a reckless burst Of confidence, hay ing first bound her to secrecy. told my story. It was a relief to me, lying there on my back. with my eyes star mg at the white ceiling, to pour out my wrongs to this girl ln whose pres ence and touch I always felt a wealth of sympathy. l did not note her face during my recital. SO engrossed was | upon the picture my brain was paint Ing.
 When I had finished. she said in curiously dry. hard voice:
 "You were terribly wronged. You have suffered cruelty, but I cannot speak Of this now. will come to you again
 For nearly two weeks an intermittent fever kept me in bed My gentle little nurse was even more soiicltous than before. but she did not allude to the story had told her. A trace of sadness seemed to have crept Into her manner, which could not ascribe to any par ticular cause.
 On the second day was able to dress myself and sit on the edge of my cot Mamie seated herself on a chair near me
 q want you to promise me something today" she said In a low, quiet voice, keeping her eyes fixed on the floor in front of her
 "I'll promise you anything in reason, Miss Nannle." I answered. with more fervor in my voice than fin my words, for this tender girl had grown mex pressibly dear Co me.
 "This is within reason. You must for give Jim Bradley"
 "Nannle. | have sworn to kill him. l shall keep my vow"
 "NO. no. You must not, It would be terrible. You must forgive him. For my sake. promise me that you will for give him"
 I could only stare at the floor and try to frame words of strength, of determl- nation.
 Come" she whispered. and, taking my hand. she led me to the end of the ward where a screen hid cot from view. We an knew the meaning of that ominous screen.
 Nolselessly she pushed it to one side. There lay the man whom for months l had been pursuing The ghastly pallor of death was on his features. The life was dlckerlng in the eyes that met mine. The mute. despairlng appeal on. his face killed the last of my resent mcnt. Nannlc had taken his hand, and. unconscious Of what ! was doing, let her put it in mine. Bradley was the only one to speak.
 That smashup finished me. I am not worth revenge now. but-l'm sorry As he spoke he brought his hands to- gether and placed Nannie's Tn mine. "Poor little sis, I've been a bad lott!
 He fell back on his pillow. A few days later be was beyond an vengeance of this life. and as Mamie and I left his grave we faced the future together.