Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1909-01-15

profession that gave him no time
for vain longings.
"You wanted to be tall. Pauline,
the doctor said in voice strange to
his own ears. Where have you been
child? And the cough-how long
have you had that-girlie?" The old
diminutive slipped out, but he did
not notice It, nor did Miss Pauline.
81 have a great deal of money, doc
tor" she began with quiet dignity.
They say that 1t costs one very much
to be--what is it--revertebrated?
Hospital bills are large-and doctor
bills and nurse hire But am not
poor any more. | have money now
see this letter! can buy what /
have always wanted"
she put her hand to her head on
the ugly scar--the heavy ridge at
the side Of the skull. often there
was an ache there--a dull throb and
a pressure that took away her
thoughts
IL have money and I cannot buy
what have always wanted, little girl
oh, little, lost sweetheart" the
doctor unused. Something my ac-
cursed pride and the illness and des-
tiny stole from me. oh. fever. fe-
YER"
at is not fever that am speak
ing of. doctor" Miss Pauline remind
ed him mildly. II am telling you
that | have money to buy the grace
| lack. Read this paper--it is law
yer's letter"
Again the cough cut OFF her speech
at her lips: n spot OF fire glowed on
her cheek-and her eyes were very
bright.
True" muttered the doctor. wri-
thing at the cough, "and not the fe-
yer only"
He got up and walked to the win
dow. but the past and the present fol-
lowed him like restless ghosts. The
bristling spires rose like needles in
a gigantic cushion. The drone of the
city beating up altered its key n SEM
itone. The music OF things ran mi
nor. And tear cut the burrows Of
his kind old face--a tear, and anoth-
or and another.
AS she is love her more than I
love my own soul" he whispered.
After 20 years-when thought the
thing was dead in me IL comes up like
hot blood in the throat. But find
her like this-like this"
She was stroklng her head as he
came back and the movement arrest
ed his attention-the unconscious,
habitual touching of the head.
The case is not hopeless?" she
asked brightly. II am not too old 4?
You know about these things?"
And still his eyes followed the
movement of her hand, sharply. at
tentively, like the eye of the micro
scopist--absorbed, Indifferent to all
save the one thing. In moment he
was at her side and his 1.-the fingers
touched the scar, the ridge, the little,
uneven depression.
II was then that DR.. Marchand,
gray and grave, did a startling thing
IA sob rose In his throat and he
could not check its outburst.
"Pauline-my poor, little girl, did
they never know? The fools - the
fools."
IL am too-old?"
The lines of decision frightened to
firm wrinkles about the mans mouth.
IF you will marry me now, Paul
inc" he said, distinctly, IL wiz take
YOU where the air will cure that
cough Of yours-West, dear,--and |
will stop at a great hospital-oh, lit
tie girl, oh. little girl, myself will
give you back the years you ost. II
Is a chance--a great chance - and
sure!"
Miss Pauline had never seen doc
tor act quite as did her physician.
His eyer were red and he talked very
fast, as IL to himself, in words that
were polysyllabic and formidable.
But she could see that he was glad.
And he was taking her to hospital
all just AZ she herself had planned.
Il want to grow TALL" she repeat
ed softly. Yes, ! will go with you
That night Miss Pauline sat in her
little room, rocking joyously. Il feel
that | am growing taller" she wills.
pered to herself. II am really very
happy" And she forgot to stand NJ
beside the casing 10 take her meas
urement,-Rem A. Johnson In tn,
bohemian Magazine. -.r.-.....