Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-03-23

tllved 10 kidnap George, but it wasn't
very difficult IL was a harder matter
to get him aboard the steamer. but /
finally succeeded. | am sorry to say
that he does not appreciate the efforts /
have made in his behalf. I'm fact, he re-
CARDS me as his bitterest enemy Per-
haps this feeling win wear away. You
may rest assured that it will make no
difference in my feeling toward him..
Margery cried over this letter. She
could oniy family imagine the events of
that long oyage But she knew that
Martin would perseyere to the very ut
most.
The letter from Alexandria was a lone
time coming. She opened Il with a feel
ing of dread
George has been ill.," Martin wrote:
so i'll that ! did not have the heart 10
write you until he was better. But he
Is 80 much improved that in a few DAYS
! hope we can start lD the Nile. There
was one very gratifying feature Of his
ilnes~-all his old animositv disap.
peared. He has just called to me. fell
sister he says. that / am in oood
hands | will write to You again be-
fore we enter the desert"
Then Margery waited for the letter
from the desert. At last it came.
More delays" Martin wrote. ob,t
now our equipment is ready and we en-
ter the desert tomorrow / do not know
when you will hear from us again. We
are going to- be cut off from the usual
means of communication.
Il am writing this in troop shed
the only quarters we could get GEORGE
is lying on blanket-covered board. | do
not dare let him leave my sight. He 4
very melancholy. and his antipathy Ia
me has returned. | am writing to Won
frankly, dear girl, just as am sure Won
would have me write. We had a hard
battle and the outcome is not at all Ger
tain. Good bye, and heaven keep you.o
That was the las4-ttii115aF44 A454f-srv heard
from Martin for many months.
A year wore away and still no message
came. And then Margery almost ceased
to hope. She knew there had been an
uprising of the savage tribes of the Sou.
dan The fanatic followers of a leader
long supposed to be dead had swept
away the outposts OF the British ad-
vance and destroyed much OF the work
upon the new railroad.
Later came tidings of a battle in which
the British force had routed the fanatics
with great loss. But their own loss was
heavy and the advance was slow. There
were nmors of white prisoners some
where in the interior,
Six weeks later Margery received
cablcgram.
I'VE are coming home" it told her.
And the name under it was George"
Another long period of waiting fol-
lowed. but now Margery's anxiety was
tempered by hope.
Then came clear and beautiful morn
ing in June. when two men, one strong.
robust, clear of eye and rosy of cheek.
the other gauut pale hollow eyed, con
fronted her.
Margery gave a little scream This
fine young fellow. whose hand firmly
caspeG hers. was George, and the figure
holding fast TO his arm, a shadow of
his former self, was Martin Henley.
The tears sprang to AIargery's eyes at
this pitiful sight. and she caught hold of
Martins wasted hand and drew him
into the little sitting room.
There he IS" cried George "He TOOK
me away from home, and I've brought
him back. Aargery, if | talked for a
month of Sundays | couldn't begin to tell
you what that man has done for me-"
Don't, George" mmmued Martin.
Look at~me. Margery," cried George
See what | have become! This is a
man. Oh, YOU needn't be afraid. Ny
craving for the stuff has gone 1t was
burned out OF me and starved out of me
and beaten out of me! 4 thousand temp
tations couldn't harm me now. And this
man stood 10y me and nursed me back to
life and saved me from the Arab swords,
and dug me ont of the Arab prison" He
paused his eyes were suddenly suffused.
He caught mp Martins hand What hor-
rors we have been through, brotherl" he
half sobbcd
~ fine fellow, Margery," mrmwed
Martin with Il smiling nod at George.
He brought me through the desert
fever"
THAT was the only chance he gave
me- cried George He broke down at
last and then it was my turn. twice
thought Id lost him, but when | wins
pered 'Nlargcry' in his ear he rallied and
fought on. Oh, but he's going TO be all
right now. sister. The one tonic in
all the world that will make man
of him again Is here, and its name is
Margery."
lie turned abruptly and went out Of
the room.
Then AIargery went to Martin and
stopped over him and put her rounded
arm about his neck and pressed her rosy
cheek to his wasted one.
Dear, dear Martini she sobhed. You
will never leave me again. w. H. Rose
in Cleveland Plain Dealer.