The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1905-08-31

more remote from the noise of the
street. He cannot recover here"
'tOh, then, you stick to his being your
patient. do you?' rather ~sneeringly
from the landlord.
"I certainly do" was the answer, in
a tone so firm, and accompanied by a
look so determined hat no ordinary
man would dare to gainsay either.
As might have been expected, "the
doctOr''. had her own way, retaining
her position as physician and blending
it with that of a very attentive nurse.
The days went by with a scarcely
perceptible change in the consuming
fever so loath to relax its hold on an
attractive victim, but in spite of the
~croakings, the indignations and ILL
concealed contempt, the change did
come at last which promised and was
followed by convalescence.
Then her patient became exacting of
attention to such a degree as almost to
s~candalize some Of the lady guests,
who envied the doctor in her privilege
Of ministering to such a fine specimen
of young manhood as the sick stranger
appeared to be, during the brief space
Of time he had spent among them pre-
vious to his sudden prostration by an
almost fatal illness.
After envy came Surmise, and there
were whispers Of a "real romance
somewhere in the past of those two
lives now so tremendously mingling.
For once surmise was correct, and the
romance eliminated very Unexpectedly
to those who had watched and won
dered.
For days kilograms had been speed
ing back and forth, to and from some
unnamed place, the full tenor Of which
could not be quite ascertained by the
most careful scrutiny of the lady who
leaned over the banisters whenever she
dispatched a messenger, to see that he
hurriedly went on his way.
The kilograms were followed by the
presence of Papa Badenheimer, a stout
looking, evidently "well to do and
very jolly old farmer, whose hearty
laugh and merry jokes enlightened the
inquisitive as to the post Of doctor and
patient.
Gamma" the old gentleman explained,
was determined to be a doctor, arguing
always that was cher sphere" and
that she should never marry any
one." Her lover bitterly opposed her
professional ambition, until, at last,
argument gave place to anger, and they.
parted, the one to seek the long-craved
knowledge within the walls of a re-
nowned medical school, where she Won
the first honors Of her class, as well as
her coveted diploma. The other went
out from home with bitter thoughts
and exaggerated ideas of his wrongs.
He was fast becoming a cynical man
of the world when the fever, which
was to him a good angel, came with
such conquering power as even his
vigorous frame could not Withstand.
Fate, or fortune, or special providence
call it what you will-had brought
those two together again, the n help
less and suffering, the other strong and
brave.
When the doctors battle with dis
ease had ended, and the trophy was
fairly won, she, too, struck her colors
to another victor, whose warfare is not
always so open as was hers. Against
the wary warrior and time honored
strategist, love, she was not proof,
more than are any of her sex.
When her patient was able to travel
the "Ofice" lost it's tenant, the modest
signs and pretty furniture were packed
and sent away for the adjoining of an
other home, the cornerstone of which.
would be laid in the farmhouse where
her ambitious wings first tried their
strength.
DR.. Badenheimer maintained always.
that she had proved her fitness for her
profession, yet larghingly acknowle-
| edged that a mans will. backed by his
love and a woman's tender heart, in
conspiracy, are certain some time to
overcome the highest ambition an ag-
| gressive can hold.-New York
/ Weekly