The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-01-18
DR. LAZAIRE.
By Philip Martin.

stopped DeIOfe the pfetentlOuS Hldil- sion. Then he walked on, repeating the name in a meditative way It was the most fashionable part of the city. and the home of Dr. Lazaire gave every evidence of redundant wealth. Suddenly he retracted his. steps until he again stood before the mansion. which bore the inscription, "Dr. La zaire." Ascending the steps he rang the bell. The door was opened by a negro in pages uniform.
 In a moment the two men sood facing each other. Dr. Lazaire, an elderly, reserved man, with a digni- fled manner. looked intently ct his vis- itor.
 ''Anatole Beresned!" he exclaimed, holding out both hands in the excess of his welcome. "Anatole Berdesnei ! I need not tell you how rejoiced I am
 to see youl I have longed to see you, as only old friends can hunger for the familiar face! Come in, come inp
 Dr. Lazaire took his guest by the arm and led him into the surgery. How
 did you find me out?"
 Dr. Berdesne scrutinlzed his newly
 found friend. T have seen nearly
 half of the doctors of your city, al-
 ready. This is the way I am spend- Ing my holiday. If you were alive was determined to find you, I knew you would change your name. there fore I did not look for the old one; that you would drift into your profess sion, was assured; and you always had dreams of America. I had never forgotten you. but have always looked forward to our meeting!"
 You are kinder than I deserve, I wrote to you from a little village in Germany when I thought I could safe ly do so. and waited three months for an answer. As none came concluded that you had determined to have nothing more to do with me-
 q never received your letter, or I would have found means of answer ing it We'll. I am glad to see you. I was prepared for change of name. but you have changed more than your name. I would scarcely have known you!"
 q have changed" said pr. Lazaire, sadly. "I changed my name when left St. Maurice. wandered over half the earth, I drifted here. I found friends. I became Dr. Lazaire, and as such have prospered" Anatole Der desna was closely scanning his friends face. The troubled man no-- ticed it. Any news?" he asked ap- prehensively, in a lower tone and with meaning look.
 "No news" answered Dr. Berdesne, still gazing into the face of his friend. He stepped nearer and placed his hand on the shoulder of Dr. Lazaire It is fifteen years since I have looked on your face! Per Dieu! That was a dreadful time!''
 Dr. Lazaire sighed deeply and closed his hand spasmodically over that of his friend. Have you seen them , since? Where are they?" The ques- ton was asked in a horse whisper.
 Three years ago they were in | Paris. She was playing accompani- 1 ments on the mandolin in a cafe. He | was the same as ever! No better: l money that you left, but it only kept 1 them short time. She nursed him | until he got better. and then they left St. Maurice together. Her own I people refused to have anything to do | with her. They drifted to Paris, where I had already established my self. There I met them frequently: she. always devoted the careless and brutal"
 "Ah. my dear Berdesne, there was none happier than I until that fearful night. l idolized my wife! I loved Andre with all his faults! I knew that he was reckless where a woman was concerned. but believed in Guel- da! You know the treachery!"
 "Guelda did very wrong," answered | Anatole Berdesne. but her sin has brought it's punishment" .-
 Poor Guelda! pity her!"
 "She deserves pity! She has been | so faithful to Andrel She has worked | for him, cared for him, and bore pa tiently with all his abuse, for he has 1 never been good to her!' ,~
 "I am sorry for her The knowl- edge that she has suffered softens my vindictive feelings. Anatole. But why | should I be linient? She wrecked my | ing! After leaving Andre to your care. I hurried home. Guelda was standing at the. top of the stairs She was deadly pale What have you done to Andre?" she asked "shot him." I answered briefly She raved at me. She confessed that she had never loved me, that it was Andre whom she loved. and 1t was only at the express command of her father that she married me, I had no time to answer My horse was waiting and I left forever"
 q have become very successful here, and enjoy the luxury that 1t brings, though I have but few idle hours There's nothing like work, Anatole, to clear the brain and light en the heart! You, too, have been very SucceSSIul!
 Yes, slowly but steadily. Every step that I have taken has been earned by close application and hard work"
 Just so anything worth getting must be striven for! At this present time I am in the heat of battle I claim to have a more certain method of diagnosing, and a simpler mode of when the operation has to be resorted to-"
 gentle tapping at the door inter rupted the conversation, and the boy handed his master a note. With a bow of apology. Dr. Lazaire tore it open.
 Aha, ahai Now for it." He rubbed his hands gleefully. You must stay Anatole, and dine with me. and wit ness my triumph! You were with me In my direst trouble, now the Fates have sent you to witness my eXalt- ation! know that I shall be suc- cessful, for I had twenty subjects be- fore l gave my theory to the profes- sion. l have tried it again and again. I did not want to drag a tangled | thread amongst their fingers, ] threw my whole energy into the work! Dr, II Brown, the house surgeon of St. Cath rine's hospital had always been en- listed on my side. and I made arrange ments that as soon as a subject could | be procured that I would demonstrate it to all interested man suffering from welI-defined appendicitis was ad- mitted to the ward a few days ago. II He was too weak to undergo the opera ton. Brown told him of his condi- ' tion, and what do you think the fel- II low straightway offered his body to any school of anatomy for twenty dol