The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-08-13

Weldon pulled magazine from his
pocket and handed it to her, the shad-
ow of smile lurking in his eyes.
Have you seen that article on Japan?
1t may interest you" Then he van
ished behind his paper.
Agatha picked up the magazine, the
gray blur between her eyes and the
page threatening to overflow.
"Why need he flaunt his Indifference
so brazenly7" she thought. mo one
asked him to come" But she stole a
look at the dark, intent face and their
eyes met The paper fell to the floor
between them. mo use, dear lady,
confess. / followed because / could |
not stay behind"
''What! Left all those wonderfully
interesting patients just to follow mef
This belated interest is simply amaz-
ing" But the heightened color and |
the laughter deep In her eyes belied |
her words Under cover of the maya
zine Weidon's hand sought and found |
hers. They had the car practically to |
themselves, and the brown head |
dropped perilously near to Weldon
S00ulQDT
the door was flung open and a porter
dashed through, yelling as he went
"Is there a doctor on board? There's
a child bout to die back there in the
way car, and Its mothers scared stiff"
Weldon hesitated; then the call to
duty overcame. With an appealing
glance at the girl, you will hear me
\ tr<
Agatha turned to the blind whiteness
without, Der lips trembling
ut will always be so-a secondary
consideration" She knew the words
he would have said-felt the lost
sweetness of the desecrated moment.
Hours seemed TO pass In the next ten
minutes The porter returned for Wei
don's suit case; then the passengers
drifted back into the warm car There
is nothing exciting in contemplating a
snowdrift, and they could continue the
discussion in comfort Agatha longed
to escape the chatter.
She went through the intervening
sleepers to the way car, where, at the
end in little spaee, she found We'll
don. His coat was of, the instrument
case open on the floor and across the
dingy velvet of the seat lay the child.
Weldon turned quickly.
cit is malignant diphtheria. Are you
afraid2"
She shUoR her head, her eyes grow
ing soft With pity rs she watched the
little head tossing from side to side
and heard the choking gasps. For the
hrst time Agatha understood
Can help your
The smile that lit his dark face was
Der reward
Il would not have asked it, but l
would be only too thankful If you
would Get that alcohol lamp started.
These instruments must be sterilized."
Agatha obeyed, losing all sense of
strangeness In the surroundings as
| Weldon issued his orders and those
short gasps grew more labored. With
| the pOrter's assistance, he placed the
child on a little table borrowed from
the sleeper, then, looking steadily into
the girls eyes. for the first time, called
her by name-"Agatha, try to remem-
| Der that this Is absolutely necessary,
| that the child is unconscious and does
not feel the pain Be ready to give
me the instruments as l call for them,
and don't let thought of his suffering
trouble you Then to the women who
were crowding around, Take the
mother to the other end of the car
and keep away from here"
The baby throat was barred, and the
knife flashed in Weldon's hand-anoth-
or fash, ''The SPONGE" and the steady
fingers pressed the wound apart NOW
the tube and place your fingers here"
Agatha obeyed, blind and deaf to all
but Weldons low toned command. The
slow minutes dragged out a lifetime,
while she stood there and Weldon
sutuFed and bandaged. the play of the
strong white fingers holding her fas-
cfnated
"LOoky' He pointed to the small
face on which the awful blue gray hue
was giving place to a natural pallor.
"He is breathing easily now, but the
next question is the nursing You see
the mother?" and he nodded toward
the tawdry bundle of shabby finery
that occupied the, center of the sympa-
thizing group. HE will die unless
he has the best of care Poor little
wretch. 1t may be cruel kindness tc
bring him back, but one forgets all
that in the heat of BATTLE He smiled
down into her eyes. The baby stirred
IN, fx.Ise I, o,-f |,
instinct of all motherhood reused in
answer. do you think she would let
Us take him and care for him?"
'Us"-Weldon's heart gave a mighty
leap-'let usf She will have to, if
say so, but YOU
@Never mind about me. II want
to-"
When the small patient awoke to his
suffering, there was little time for SEN
timent. During the long day, while
they lay snowbound, Weldon and Aga
tina battled for the childs life. Then
the train sped on its way. while the
mother whiled away the interval with
ineffectual trips from car to car until
Weldon babe her stay away altogether
until the crisis was passed. He wired
ahead for an ambulance, and they
went direct to the hospital The worst
was over, and they could safely leave
him to the nurses, but Agatha's eyes
were wet as they passed out into the
sunshine. She had grown to love the
small thing that had depended so ut
terly upon her care.
Weldon took the seat beside her as
he gave the order, ITO the Palace no.
TEL" The Lairds were stopping there.
His hand closed over hers Agatha,
1t was just such a case as this that
held me that night-worse, the only
child of a widowed mother and it
died. could not leave that dying
child to send a message, and when
would have explained later you would
not hear me. You have felt that l
placed my profession before you You
could not know then, but now
The brown eyes met his, bright
through the mist of unshed tears,
Nov I understand"
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