Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1909-09-09

gcioug, then he reused and looked
around.
q will keep behind the curtains
for the present" said Name yer
ner, in a whisper to the doctor. "A
sudden shock"
He nodded with keen approval
She certainly was a model nurse!
Harry stared around him, then
made an effort to get up, but Tell
back with a sharp sigh.
Where am I? What has nap
Dened? Has she gone?"
The doctor soothed him.
you have had o bad fall from
YOUR horse he said. and nave
been unconscious
Harry drew long breath Of re-
lief.
orrnconscious!" he said, and his
ewes lit up. then l must have
dreamed it. Did you-did you hear
any one say the Warehouses Oh
Merle 2"
NO. said the doctor, who had
come ND after the policeman had
spoken the name. mo; / never heard
IT You must have dreamed IT,
Herne."
"Thank Heaven!-thank Heaven! ~
he exclaimed. ..,.-
"Come," said the doctor, thinking
that deIirium had already set IN
you must be quiet now, you know;
the ouieter you keep yourself, the
sooner you win be better"
yes. yes" assentcd Harry; Il am
all right. / must have dreamed 1t.
Yes, she would not do that must
have dreamed it. Yes, I'll keep quiet.
Am I very much hurt2-can | get up
soop?, he demanded, eagerly. do you
know wbv | ask" and he fixed his gilt
terfng eyes upon the doctors race
feverishIy. because I have been
fooI-a fool! | have thrust happiness
from me with both hands! and now l
want to take it back! Do you hear?
I'll struggle no loDger-I cannot!
give in! l love her too dearly-too
dearly!"
Then he stretched out his hands
and uttered her name in low cry OF
tenderness and longing.
Lucille, Lucille, come to mel"
The doctor beckoned to Marie.
"Delirious." he said, quietly. THE
ice. please
All that night, and for many nights
sfterward, he lay tossing to and ITO
and raving Her name was forever on
his lips. If he Iapsed for time from
sheer exhaustion into quietude, ne
would awaken, as it we've, with the
word Lucille" upon his parched lips
Sometimes he dreamed that she was
NV his bedside, and he would draw
Naric's hand to his lips and kiss It,
telling her not to cry for he knew
the Marchiness of Merle he is con
that she was there, & d then when he
was we'll they should be married.
"Who is this Lucile?' And who is
the Marchioness of Merle he is con-
stantIy talking about?" asked the
doctor.
Lucille was the name of young
lady he was fond Of, and who Tilted
him." said Marie, demm ely. He has
never forgotten it, And the Marchion-
ass of Merle-I really don't know.
Perhaps it is a lady he has sold a
horse to. l believe people in a fever
do harp upon some name perhaps
they have only heard once, do they
not, doctor?'
Yes he assented anu was salts
fed
The yard" showed the geatest
concern over the accident and illness.
The men gathered in an anxious group
to hear the doctors disCOnsOlate bull
letin. and Mr.. Doyle wandered up anS
down disconsoIate, begging that he
might be allowed to do something for
the young fellow. of whom he knew
nothing except that "he was the I'm
est and straightest man in the world
The only thing he could do was to
lay down tan all over the yard to dull
the noise of the horses feet, and he
al that wandering up and down, and
eyeing the window of the sickoom
wistfully.
Day followed day, and the self
elected nurse grew in the estimation
Of the doctor. She was self-possession
and Quietness itself and exhibited a
devotion to the patient which made
the doctor enthusiastic.
One evening, a fortnight after the
accident, Harry fell into a sleep, not
the ftful sleep Of fever, but a calm,
Ions slumber. from which he awoke
conscious and intelligent, but as weak
as newborn babe.
The doctor had gone, and Marie
Werner sat beside the bed alone.
Harry turned his great eyes upon
her in silence for a moment, then
spoke her name.
The moment had come, and she was
prepared for it.
Yes. it is T. she said, gently.
You. Miss Werner he said; then
his eyes grew anxious. Then where
IS shc?"
And he looked beyond her with
wild gaze of hope.
Marie hung her head.
'+She9"
Yes. she" he repeated, 'Where is
Luciue?'
She is not here. Hush! you must
not talk. She is not here"
\ sigh broke from his lips, and he
turned his head away slightly.
NO" she answered. gently, sooth-
ingly; mo. Harry"
NO. Then-it was only fancy!
could have sworn. Not here! How long
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