The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-19

ber of your family or II friend for de-
cision on this point
In few words wrung from him in
keen pain the sufferer assured his ad-
wiser that he had no friends nearer
than the well known firm of whose of
fec staff he had just become a part,
and would leave everything in the good
Doctors hands.
A blank of removal in an ambulance,
and a time lasting how long he knew
not, in which acutest suffering was cut
short by blessed oblivion, when Foun.
tain IS return TO the land of sentieut
things brought to him the double con
sciousness of soft but masterful pair
of hands at work in adjusting him
upon his pillows, together with fancy
that somewhere it was showing hard.
Comfortable now, Mr.. Fountain -
nslzed crisp and pleasant voice that
had erewhile hoated to him on waves
of chloroform.
eyes, thanks" he answered, half
opening his eyes and shutting them
again. Did you say the train is
stalled and they have got TO dig me
out from under a big drift"
Not this time, " answered the voice
" You re out al! right, and doing finely
The doctors have gone away and left
strict orders you re to be kept absolute
ly ouiet.'
NIt's been an accident. | see,' said
he, dreamily, still houndering in his gulf
of drugged imaginings. "Did the sleigh
go over the cliff at that sharp turn on
the, mountain | hope nothing happened
10 Miss Welcome. | couldn I lie here If
thought she'd been hurt. She IS been
such A trump, you know
"She's not hurt. She IS in fine shape,
l promise you. But please don't talk
of her.
"But she's such a splendid girl. Ny
scandinavian goddess, I've always
called her. And ! want chance TO
tell her all / thought of her that time.
and how ,awfully sorry | was of my
SHARE
"she knows, She understands Now,
not another word
81 say, nurse I've been talking wild
stuff, haven { I?' he said, after n time
of quiet. "Would YOU mind much put
ting little something cold on my fore
head and tanning it9 That's right.
Your hand S so Jolly steady; hold il one
minute on my head All. I'm getting
myself again. ] suppose the old thing s
out all right, by the way L feel down
there9p
Yes; all has gone perfectly well,
and you we only got to rest.
For some moments she sat motionless
at his side; then, when he dozed com
foTtably. drew away her hand and
looked at him with brimming eyes. For
thus on a second Christmas eve had
they met again-Cecilia Welcome and
the hero Of her adventure in the snow. !.
His instinct had not been deceived in
identifying her voice in the few low
spoken sentences attendant upon his
operation and quick transfer back to
"A small pn1t rho tbf r1 floor pf
Miss Floyd s private hospital. whittier
DR.. Blennerhasset had arranged to have
him carried, Mingling with his ether
dreams had thronged troop of half.
forgotten memories For already in his
busy life of upward aspiration the Jour
ney to Canada had faded into the realm
of things long past, and he recalled Miss
Welcome only as one met and regretted
among bygOnes. How strangely, vivid
~ it had all come back to possess his
wandering mind.
Cecilia, on her side, had had good rea-
son to remember their meeting and its
consequences. Not only had the law
business that had brought Fountain TO
Canada terminated disastrously for her
father, but the annoyance resulting
from 1t had precipitated an attack from
which Mr.. Welcome never recovered
Six months afterward he had died, and
as his remaining property, divided
among six children, did not suffice TO
give Cecilia support. the profession
she had adopted through prediction
had become 10 her n necessity of liveli.
hood. Needless to say no very Cx-
hlIaratlng memories clustered around
her meeting with Fountain. the uncon-
scious instrument Of fate in her father s
undOing, 1t had been with Il sense Of
almost repulsiou that she had found the
patient put into her hands by DR..
Blcnnerhassct-'a rather interesting
casc-a clever southern boy far from
home aud family, of whom his employ
ers, Schuyler & Day, say the incest
things WAS her comrade of the north
ern journey two years before. But once
committed to her charge, his personality
became no more important than that Of
any sufferer brought in out of the
slums; she had reioiced in the favorable
outcome of the operation, and now set
herself to wait upon him without
thought of attendant circumstances.
His recognition of her and tho bovish
expression of regret for what stood be-
tween them had gone straight to her
heart. She put one Of her own brothers
in his place. and the rancor of the past
died out and was merged into forgive.
ness. After the first night had passed,
and Fountain awoke next morning with
Il clear brain, but thoroughly uncom-
Portable from certain consequences of
his situation, her constant efforts were
cXactcd to soothe and console his mas.
culine impatiencc and to convince him
that upon his own success in self con,
troll hinged the time of his release from
bondage.
"As if YOU can I see m doing my
level best 10 lie still and be logl' he
burst forth ''But YOU may as we'll
understand Miss Welcome, that when
n fellow has anything upon his mind
like ton of iron ore, he won t rest
till he's rid of it,
every well, then, l give YOU leave
to rid yourself. if you II do it quiet
" - she said. smiling as she took her
seat beside him, a bit of nccdlcwork
i'm hand.
..There. That's something like, :" he
conceded. grimly. 81 like to see a
woman sew or knit or any of those
things. Somehow or other ! never
fancicd you caring for little feminine
doings'
"'That's not inside the pale Of sub.
iccts allowed for conversation, Mr.,
Fountain.