The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1908-10-14


let.
Bray found Jane waiting for him out.
side the door. Teresa Veasquez was
standing beside her, holding her hand.
"What does he sayf" cried jane.
gray with anguish.
"He cannot be moved. There Is no
but little hope, Miss Cable. They are
| to make another examination"
"He must be saved. He must. Let
| me go to him now. will help. will
! give my life to save his she cried.
| his arms extended.
"Don't go In now. implore. Wait.
There may be good news"
HE is everything In the world to
me!' she moaned.
"Come with me-" whispered Teresa.
Bray looked at the Spanish girl. and
a new light broke In upon his under
| standing. What was this refugee to
Bansemer? The answer shot into his
brain like flash, and he turned cold.
miss Gable, l think l understand
your anxiety" he said, his voice trem.
bling. Wont you let this young
lady take you away for half an hour
ar
| But l am nurse. Why should !
be kept from him? am here to care
for oil of Them" she protested.
"You are not fit to do duty just
now," he said. Miss Gable, | under
stand why you are here. 1t is noble
Of you | am truly sorry that there is
so little hope" He was leading her
away from the building, leaving Tere-
sa standing there with her eyes fas-
tened upon the door with n look that
could not be mistaken. II would give
my own life to have his spared for
your sake. Jane. Forgive me. l would
willingly give all have In, life for
you But am afraid 1t Is impossible
to save him"
"Don't say that" she whispered.
"You-you would be his wife? he
asked
mo, that cannot be. could not be
his wife"
"You mean he Is married.?
mo, no. not that You can't un.
derstand. can never marry him.
Never!'
Bray struggled for moment with
the puzzle. His eyes went slowly to
Teresa Then he suddenly understood
why Jane Cable woull not marry the
man she had come to find. He asked
no questions of himself. but Teresa
would have been the result Of every
conjecture had he done 80.
He might better be Dead" he
thought, his eyes hardening. "She's
found him out. Cad. l hope But
he put It from him.
| Graydon Bansemer did not die with
In the hour nor that day. The careful
examination Of the surgeons gave lit
tie additional hope. 1t did, however.
reveal the fact that no vital organ had
been destroyed or injured. The ball
had torn great hole In his left side
and had gone through the body. Prob
ing was not necessary. The flow Of
blood was frightful. There was a
spark of life left on which to build a
frail hope, and they worked with new
interest.
The attention of every one was d.
forts Of all were lent to the successful
end. Jane Gable. logged and tireless.
came to be his nurse now that the life
thread still held together. 1t is not the
purpose of this narrative to dwell upon
the wretched, narrowing scenes and
Incidents Of the wilderness hospital
the misery Of those who watched and
waited for DEATH the dread and suffer
ing Of those who gave this anxiety. the
glow Of spiritual light which lowered
above the forms of men who had for.
gotten their God until now.
!. The first night passed. There were
sleepless eyes to keep company with
the faint means and the scent Of chic.
reform. Over the figure Of Graydon
Bansemer hung the eager, tense face
of Jane Gable. Her will and mind
were raised against the hand Of death
Down in her soul she was crying
"You shal; not die!" and he was living
living on in spite of death. The still
white face gave back no sign of life
A faint pulse and an almost imper
ceptible respiration told Of the unbro
ken thread. Hoping against hope!
Dawn came and night again, and
still the almost breathless girl urged
her will against the inevitable. She
had not slept nor had she eaten Of the
food they brought to her. Two per
, sons, soldier and girl, stood bach
and marveled at her endurance ant
devotion. The harassed surgeons, new
in experience themselves, found time
to minister to the seeming dead man
their interest not only attracted by hi.
, remarkable vitality, but by the 70
: nance attached to his hope Of living.
, That night he moved, and low
moan came from his lips. The goddess
Of good luct, had turned her face from
/ the rest of the world for brief In
slant to smile upon this isolated sup
| pllcant for favor. James eyes and ear.
, had served her well at last. Sh,
. caught the change in him, and her will
D grasped the hope with more dogget
tenacity than before. The word wen
out that there was a chance for him
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