The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1910-07-08


added to the embarrassment of the
girls position.
"No; want lady to- stoutly pro-
tested Reginald.
Lucky boy; always to get what
he wants" remarked Lauriston, as
Jean removed her gloves and took
the dampened towel from his hand
Jean in a new role" softly en-
claimed Mrs. Moreland from the door,
exchanging an amused glance with
Lauriston. 81 shall cnever again
doubt your ability to manage raw re-
cruits. But do tell me, DR.. Lauriston,
how you managed JEAN"
AS her aunt pronounced Lauris-
tons name, Reginald was hastily
stood on the floor, while, unmindful
of her own falling articles, Jean
turned and stared at her aunt. Was
this the DR.. Lauriston of whom Jean
had heard so much since she came to
share Aunt Hates home? Could this
be the man she had longed to meet
the man who searched out needy
cases among the destitute poor and
gave not only his own time, skill and
money, but induced large class of
wealthy women to take a course in
nursing, that they might aid in MAX
ing successful the unique charity with
which he was experimenting?
Jeans wandering thoughts were
recalled by a young girl about her
own age coming from the inner room.
She bowed to Mrs. Moreland, while
she answered Lauristons inquiring
look with: Il am ready now. I shall
| be able to get along tomorrow with
out your waiting"
Jean waited to hear no more, but
with hasty kiss to Reginald she hur-
ried her aunt down the stairs. Her
| cheeks burned holly as she remem-
bered her own reluctance TO assist.
IF your DR.. Lauriston is so Won
| derful, why wasn't he in there help
ing that poor girl" Jean blazed forth
to her astonished aunt, pointing rag
! ically toward the door they were just
passing, 'instead of waiting to es-
cort home that pretty girl upstairs?"
"Why, my dear, this was Miss
Nevins first visit. No danger Of the
doctor waiting for her tomorrow"
That afternoon when Jean poured
tea for Mrs Moreland's callers, she
evinced not the slightest interest N
the wonderful successes of DR.. Lauri5-
ton which they were discussing.
What makes you so unreasonable,
Jean?' her aunt said to her one day,
annoyed by the girls unusual per-
versity whenever Lauriston's name
was mentioned. "He couldn't tell
you that he was the ma1 of whom
everyone was talking" But Jean
with contemptuous toss of her head
made no answer.
The next night she hurried down
in answer to her aunt's summons.
Where is Aunt Kate?" she asked |
the maid who was crossing the hall
''She has just gone out There is
gentleman waiting in the library"
the girl added
Jean went in. I'm sorry that
Mrs. Moreland isn't at home she |
began.
But it wasn't Mrs. Moreland | |
wanted to see," Interrupted Lauris-
ton.
"Oh," said Jean vaguely, now rec
ognizing her visitor.
Reginald is i'll, and is begging pit
eously that the pretty lady"
The emphasis on the two words
caused Jean to interpose curtly:
ct will be impossible for me to
go"
There are times, Miss Alton, when
person should forget self. This is
one" gravely insinuated Lauriston.
Jeans eyelids dropped under his
unfinching gaze. Il shall be ready
in five minutes" she responded meek
ly.
1t was two months later that Jean,
discussing charity work, of which she
was then devoted enthusiast,
adroitly brought the conversation
around to DR.. Lauriston, remarking
with assumed carelessness:
you have so high an opinion of
him. Aunt Kate, that you will be glad
to know we are to form life part
nership in May"
Before Mrs. Moreland had recov-
cred sufficiently to answer, Jean had
left the room.-Boston Post.