The Forrest City times., 1910-08-19
By Stacy E. Baker
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Copyright, 1910, by Associated Literary Press

them neatly, won't be accountable for what happens if you attempt to go. Your hostess-I can vouch for this-will be perfectly willing for you to remain. although I should not ask 1t if there was hospital. sanitarium or decent hotel in the community.
 Larkin. too spent to protest. lay back on his pillow. He had been put to bed by the determined physician. Thanks to sedatiye. he closed his eyes and slept
 Before the week was done the house was cleared Of ratients with the one exception of Larkin. He stayed on. Every day he was fearful lest the physician announce that he was well enough to resume his interrupted journey.
 Where is your father?" asked the actor one morning. gazing at the girl with appreciative eyes. T haven't seen him since the day of the wreck. ,"
 1-1, why. he isn't here now ' stammered the crimsonfaced maid She hurried from the room. Larkin followed her exit with surprised eyes.
 Hmm, muttered the man. T wonder what I've said to hurt her feelings. Come to think of 1t, the old chap didn't look very honest May be he is in jail But when the girl returned to the room the flush was gone from her cheeks. and she was her usual composed self The subject was not brought up again.
 Larkin, by complaining about non. existent pains. kept the doctor from allowing him to leave the house.
 He and his nurse became close friends. There was nothing of the rustic about her Her mind was keen and broad She was we'll informed Larkin delighted in telling her tales of the stage; stories Of his own strug. gles and the conservative success fol lowing. Miss Nun-this was her name followed him with large eyes and a wonderful interest.
 "l have always cared for the stage, she said simply. and brought hih around to the subject again
 Time went on The day of Larkin's return to the city could not be post poned much longer \ contract and tiresome rehearsals called him back. With the spirit of his kind, the actor carefully diagnosed his feelings for this simple maid whom he was leav- ing behind.
 Love" he ruminated, and me. of all people, to be listed for a part in the skit The worst of it is I know I'll forget my lines"
 II have a confession to make" " stammered the girl, her cheeks red T don't want to answer you until after you have heard it." Larkin had proposed. T live here alone. and wilfully led you to believe that the man you saw at the wreck was my father"
 But he told me he was." persisted Larkin.
 He lives in the next house down II wanted you myself I didn't tell you of your mistake My father and l mother are dead-and l am so lone some"
 Larkin made a move as If to gather her in his one good arm. but she held up protesting hand One moment. l am not finished. " She looked at him half sorrowfully T have deceived you even more than that" She stopped for faltering second and then hurried on. T am Nancy Nun. the California actress now under the management of the Firnans and due to open my season in New York next fall"
 @You-Nance Nan'" gasped Larkin
 The girl flushed. q loved you" she : said simply. "I wanted to be wooed as other girls are wooed Can you for. give me-"
 Larkin did.