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dootor?" he asked. in strained ac.


the long wagon ride that took them
far into the solitude of the hills and
forest. He was delighted with the doc
tors one-room cabin, on the shore Of
an exquisite bit of tree-enclosed wa
ter, and the doctor, who had chosen
to come alone for several years, found
it more than pleasant to have his com
pany.
lie soon noticed, however, a re
pressed manner about the boy that
puzzled him. He would start, often,
to say something, and let it die away
on his lips before the first word had
well gotten out. But he was win
some little fellow, and there was
something about his face that, to the
doctor was very attractive, even beau
tiful. In fact, confirmed old bachelor
though he was, his heart warmed to.
ward the boy wonderfully.
1t was the second evening after
their arrival, and the two were seated
upon large rock at the very edge of
the tiny lake, when the boy, who had
been sitting long in deep thought,
suddenly spoke.
DO you live all alone?" he asked.
Yes, except for the servants in the
house. was the reply.
DO you ever feel lonely?"
Sometimes. Do your"
Yes, often" and there was a great
sadness in the tone.
"You!" said the doctor in surprise.
Why, there's your father and mo.
ther."
Yes, but papa is so busy and tired.
and he has no other time to read the
neWspaper-and it's so long. YOU
know" He did not mention the alb
sorbing baby.
But your mother?"
On, mamma has so much to do.
She belongs to three clubs, and she
has to write papers and read up for
them-read lots, and she is on the
orphanage board, and-lots more
things, beside ever so many calls to
make, and then she has the headache
so much, and | mustn't disturb her
then"
And you get onesome-some-
times?"
Yes"
Pretty often?"
Yes"
The deep pathos in that one little
word was irresistible. The too small
100 white hand lay upon the boys
knee, half open, half closed. as his
companion could just see in the dusk,
and he placed his own in it and drew
MS fingers gently shut. He was
startled at the result. The small hand
closed upon his with a sudden con-
Vulsive grip that sent thrill through
the man such as he had not felt for
many years. He looked down. and
saw an upturned face so full of graft
tude and pure content that he smiled
back-as also, he had not done for
years-while the boy nestled close be-
side him. The great doctor had at
last found the medicine that the heart
hungry little fellow needed. and its
effect was instantaneous.
The days that followed were times
OF unbounded happiness to the boy in
more ways than one, and of surprising
enjoyment TO the doctor, but before
half the month was up he wrote
from sense of duty, a letter to Mr..
Gilmore, ending with these words:
Horace seems much better, but it IS
imperative for his recovery that YOU
come here at once"
The busy man declared most en-
phatlcally that it was an utter imnos-
slblllty, but nevertheless three DAYS
later found him, an hour before sun
down, at the little cabin. where he
waited in the shade of the small porch
Tor It's inmates to return 1t was not
very long until he heard the sound of
animated voices, and they both soon
came within sight, skirting the edge
of the water. The boy bounded along
Joyously at Dr. Kenzies side, and as
they came near the cabin, threw his
small arm around him and looked up
into his face with countenance radi-
ant in its happiness. The fathers
heart beat in an unaccustomed man
ner at the sight. How happy the doc
tor seemed, with his boy beside him,
What business had he-and why had
Horace never treated him, his own
father, in that affectionate manner.
when he did everything for him? Then
he blushed red as thought smote
him like dagger. What encourage
ment had he ever given him! And as
new light fell upon the past actions of
his boy, why did | drive hin, awav
when he tried to-"
Well have at last found the med
icine your boy needs" said the doctor
that night, after Horace was fast
"companionship - your COM
panionship. He was grieving his
heart away for want of it, while you
gave yourself to business, and the
newspaper! If you don't care for the
boy, III give you $4,000 for him