The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-07-30
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England more miserable and down.
hearted than myself.
I-Geoffrey Lenthall--had completed my
medical studies at big London hospital
and had been for some time working as
house surgeon; but 1 foresaw the time
when must make a venture for myself,
and the prospect before me was anything
but bright. had TO money, no relations
except my old mother, who lived on
small annuity in the country and was
in love with the daughter OF man who
was vastly my superior in the social scale,
seeing that he was one of the most cele-
brated physicians Of the day, and, more
over. chief lecturer on anatomy at the
hospital where had received my training
1t was to some extent owing to Sir Felix
Vincent-'the professor" as he was often
Northumberland had achieved certain
reputation amongst my friends and asso
ciates. He had praised my work, COM
mended me, given me private instruction,
and special recommendations; in short
had considered myself his faVorite until,
in an evil hour (for my success), told
him of my passion for his daughter. He
at once changed his manner. He became
cold, stern, forbidding. He turned his
back upon me publicly, and finally. for
babe me his house. This was hard on me
for many reasons. 1t was impossible to
explain to, circle Of wondering nurses
and medical students why 1 had ceased
to please Sir Felix. They could only at
tribute his change Of manner to some
misbehavior, some weakness or wicked
ness on my part; and l had to let myself
be misunderstood
Harry comfort to at that time.
Harry was Sir Felix's only son, a medical
student like myself, but student who
cared neither for distinction nor reward.
He was a reckless high spirited fellow,
who worked as little as he possibly could;
and spent q great deal of his time in
places Of cheap halls,
dancing saloons, restaurants 0nd the like.
had no sympathy with him as regarded
his taste for recreation: nevertheless, I
joined him fairly often in his nocturnal
expeditions, partly because loved his So
Ciety and partly because Edith. his sister,
had asked me to look after him. Her
word was law; and I was only too happy
to obey.
Edith and Harry were twins, and, like
many twins, they were a good deal alike
They resembled their mother, was told
the mother who had died when they were
Infants, Certainly they were not at all
like Sir Felix, who was tall, gaunt. deep
eyed, white haired, emphatic. They were
cast In simpler and softer mould. Theh
eyes were hazel, their hair was a golden
brown, their complexion fair and whole.
some. Both We're handsome, but Edith
had, naturally enough, the advantage If
looks Harry was fine-looking young
fellow; but Edith was beautiful. And Il
the worst Of it. She had other suitors
and some of them were, Of course, fa1
more outwardly suitable than I.
Never shall I forget the cold and con
temptuous stare with which Sir Felix IA
vored me when I told him of my low
for his daughter. I had bearded him Il
his den, so to speak. I approached hin
In his own particular Sanctum in his pri
waite house and laid my before him
I spoke as strongly as I was able Of m
love for Edith and my hopes Of MAXIM
her happy; but I might as we'll have spok
en- to the winds. Love and happiness ha
no place in If Felix's scheme Of life
either for himself or for others. He hear
me out and then spoke coldly enough
- "And on what, my dear Lenthall. do yo1
propose to maintain my daughter"
I stammered out something about m
profe ssfon-
Have you a prospect, then, of a prl
Vate practlce?"
I'm afraid not-at present"
"Or of an appointment lucrative enoug
ilyT'
- I dolefully shook my head.
Then I hardly see. Mr.. Lenthall VIII
you trouble me at all with this propose
You do not suppose that I am going to al
low my daughter to ally herself with on
who Is little better than pauper?"
or course after this there was not muc
more to be said I could not plead m
cause any further, for he rang the bel
quite courteous1y. but firmly. ordere
the butler to show me to the door.
But there was one alternative Edit
met me in the hall and sent the unneces
sary butler away, while she drew me I'M
the morningroom to hear my report
what her father had said.
Never mind, Godfrey" she murmure
altho with quivering lips. II am sui
father will not persist in opposing us. +
hi L.,
am sure he will not be unkind now
49, But her confidence seemed to me to I
misplaced. Her father absolutely refuse
to hear Of an engagement between us, ar
refused me admittance to his house. !
the same time. he ordered Edith not
write to me; and for weeks the on
news Of her that I could obtain can
from the lips Of my friend Harry who WI
hotly indignant at his fathers treatme
of me, and had almost quarreled with hi
80 on my account.
He to my evening
December and began with an abrupt que
ton.
braith?"
"Galbraith? I can't say do"
Think again. believe he was In {
hospital for a time, private ward,
course A long, dark man, about 60. HI
a nasty cut the head"
I remember. There was some mystic
ABOUT the case. lie mad been struck dON
not far from the hospital, and he declar
himself not able to give any account
the man who attacked him. Nobody gu
believed him, but, Of course, we could,
force a man to speak"
Exactly. Well, this fellow has got 8
cess to our house, can't imagine how
why-and he and my father are as thi
3Hz as thieves"
"A nice comparison said, with sol
attempt at a laugh by way Of lighteni
matters, for Harry's brow threaten
storm.
IT'S the best one can think Of" s:
he. dryly. II don't like the man; and,
tell the truth, fancy that he has sol
hold upon my father I can't tell WI
1t is
- "Oh, that's rubbish, Harry. Martin G
brath seemed to me a thoroly comma
place. quiet fellow, with nothing RENAL
able about him; and it would take son
one very remarkable to get any hold o.
Sir Felix"
Nevertheless, It's true" said Har
more soberly than was his wont. IAN
don't like It,"
He was standing with his back to
-. table, where had been at work, his nal
resting upon 1t as tho he were just go
to seat himself. remember noticing
that moment how young and strong
handsome he looked that day. There v
less gaiety than usual in his face,
there was an expression of deep conc
tration and Of eager purpose which it
not often wear.
How have you discovered IT," I ask
rather scoffipgly.
- HE makes my father do exactly W