The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-03-07

case" he said. ~seems like concussicn oi the brain"
 "ws1l see that everything possible is done for her"
 Hartleigh looked pityingIy at the slim slip of girl. her head bandased and her face flushed with fever. "She'f an orphan--na reiativcs--poor little ly.
 The girls fingers clasped his and she opened her eyes unexpectedly.
 "Dick-you'li stay" she begged, breathlessly, you'll not leave me aloner
 Richard Hartieigh sat down by the bed and humored her feverish fancy.
 'Yes--Lotise--yes, little girl--Tll stay." he said. soothingly.
 It was not until the doctor and the trained nurse arrived from town an hour later that he unciasped his fin- gers gently and left her.
 He walked up and down the meadow path smoking quietly.
 'T wonder" he exclaimed finally, "who in the thunder Dick is!'
 A month later he went down in his automobile to take her for her first outing since the accident.
 "The doctor says you are doingf fine- ly." He tucked robe around her feet and put an extra cushion for her back. 'Honestly--this accident policy busi- ness is facinating" he jumped in beside her and started the machine.
 T had no idea an insurance company did so much for people," she laughed. it has paid doctors bills, sent flowers and fruit and come down twice a week to see how the policy holder was get ting on---and lots of things"
 Hartleigh chuck1ed rather sheepish- ly.
 sThe flowers and fruit were little extra touches thrown in." he conced- ed.
 When he came the next week, he found her strong enough toramble the meadow path with him, and they down the meadow path with him, and they finally sat on the fallen log by the creek to rest.
 T must leave here next week." she said somewhat regretfu1iy. T teach school, and school opens the first or September"
 "Couidnt you wait until you are quite welI--really strong?" he urged.
 'sThe accident insurance will Dot last forever" she reminded. "I don't see how you were able to mako 1t cover so many things, anyway.
 He gazed at the waters of the nttle creek flowing hypnoticaily before him.
 "Vho's Dick?" he finally asked ah- ruptly.
 She turned her face away.
 .Diclx was my brother" she said softly. 'TIe was drowned in the Gal- weston flood. We were together on the second floor of our housethe first floor was a foot deep in water. He insisted that he would swim to the nearest neighbor's for help. I begged him not to go-but he went--and was drowned.
 They sat in silence until Hartieish spoke. r,.,. and the first itne I saw you---you eluns to my fingers and called me Dick --and begged me not to leave you. You were not conscious then--but Tee been
 q was--half conscious"-she said sIow1y-"and I have a dim recollection of your promising that you would not leavet
 The manager of the Possible Acci- dent Company positively beamed.
 "our company fulfiils all It's obiiga- tions." he said. taking her in his arms. 'fn addition to the doctor and nurse and flowers, "we'1l throw in home and a husband and even rnother-in- law and c few cousins. We are good to all our patrons--but we even fuyn- ish relations-when the beneficiary needs them"
 She seemed to find the way he had drawn her head against his rough tweed shoulder most comforting, for she smiled up into his face content- edly.
 "And we'll frame Policy No. sss4 and