The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-03-17

into those luminous brown eyes aus
read the truth.
On the fifth day after he arrived nd
the hospital she received a letter:
Dear Madam-Mr. Grimm has re--
ceived word that his nephew, john
Stanton, is confined to your hospitaE
with typhoid fever. He requests that
you spare no expense to make hims
comfortable and to bring about his uE--
innate recovery. Kindly render a.
weekly statement to Mr. Grimm and
notify him If we can ship anything
that will make John more comfortable
or that will expedite his recovery"
The signature was the name Of Mr.
Grimm's secretary.
Miss Kent laid down the letter and
frowned at an engraving of Esculapius
which hung over her desk. She could
see the man of business In his richly
appointed Office turning from his tele~
phone long enough to give the secre>
tary some curt directions. She could
also see-and the memory Of that sight
brought queer choking sensation i'm
her throat-Jack Stanton's eager face
each day when the mail was being dis
tributed.
ANY line from the governOrT'
Marion Kent gave the mail to an
other nurse to distribute, and then she
sat down to her desk. 1t took her n
long time to frame the letter she had
decided to write. She wrote it In lead
pencil, erasing and interlining and them
copied 1t. She set the stamp upon the
envelope with triumphant uplifting OF
her head. Something told her that this
letter would make Henry Grimm, bach
elor, think.
1t did When he had read 1t the first
time he showed back his chair from his
rich mahogany desk and stared through
the window where the joyous spring
sunlight was dancing on the roofs OF
skyscrapers. 1t seemed as if a sudden
new light had flooded the eyre ins
which Henry Grimm had been content.
at the game of making money and
more money. He read the letter again
Then he laid 1t down and leaned back
1kr-
but it carried certain force Of char
acter in every gentle phrase. And aft
er reading it the third time Henry
Grimm wrote to his nephew. He did
not even dictate the letter to his sec
rotary, but wrote it long hand. Oddly
enough, at the same hour the very next
morning he found himself at the same
desk. The answers to these letters
came in her HANDWRITING, but they bub
bled over with bOyish expressions OF
the patient to whom the mail hour was.
now the happiest of the day.
Then the tenor of the letters changed
There were only daily reports from.
Miss Kent setting forth the trifling va
riations of temperature and respira-
tons. Young Stanton was wandering
in the land Of delirium.
1t was only natural that Miss Kent
should write few words of comfort
to the now anxious man and equally
natural that he should watch for thoses
daily crumbs of comfort, but his secre-
tary was amazed when the man Of af--
fairs suddenly announced that he was
going south. Miss Kent had wrftten.
that they expected the crisis In forty
eight hours.
Mr. Grimm leaned back in the chair
Of the parlor car and closed his eyes.
LOT course he will get we'll He's BEEN
Keeping up this gait ever since his first
degree of measles. 1t is foolish Of ue'
to chase down there" Then he added
quite inconsequently, 'I'll wager she's
forty-five and wears corkscrew curis-
Young Stanton had been carried OUT
on the cOnvalescents' porch. He was
waiting for his uncle, who had gone
down to White Sulphur Springs for n
weeks stay. II say, governor" he said
when Mr.. Grimm had finished his ac-
count Of his trip, don't you think We
could fix it 50 that Miss Kent could
have a little vacation? She looks aw-
fully tired. l think we could fl It ON
the score that 1 need her to take care
of me on the trip"
Henry Grimm looked up at the
mountains They were calm and stead
fast, like Marion Kent He rose sud-
denly.
Eyes. will ask her now. / think Z