El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-05-12
Loves Triumph
(By Bark sigbee.)
EFT HOSPITAL nursei Must I? I'd so
Fl much rather mott I'm not keen
= - On n1-rsoc somehow

/ on nurses somehow"
My good sir, there really is nothing
else for it, This injured leg of yours
needs constant attention and dress
ing-and the poor old lady upstairsl'
Cathcart groaned under his breath
Yes, yes, of counsel I forgot! Poor aunt
| EIspeth with mumpsi Her maid cam
do more than look after her. 1 suppose
1 must"
Old DR.. Macintosh, warm of heart
stood drawing on his gloves, and looked
with mild exultation at the flushed
and restless young man on the sofa.
Rory Catchcart lying there, laid by the
heels in the very midst of the deer
stalking, felt another groan rise with
in him. but he smothered it with heroic
calm.
Il can do better for you than Glas-
gow," said the doctor. There's a nurse
an English nurse just finished with a
! case over on the Long Island-came in
yacht with lady, and brought her
through case of nerves. I'll wire AND
! stop her. It's the boat day from Lewis
tomorrow. and she can come straight
along. 1 don't like leaving gunshot
| dressings to any amateur fool"
The doctor shrugged his broad shoul-
ders, and stalked from the room. In the
corridor he met young man. This one
was round and osy-faced-with puffy
cheeks. Another slim and long stopped
| at the stairhead.
Il say. how's old Cathcart?" Bobby
Truman burst out.
"As well as any fellow who's just had
a considerable quantity of shot extract
ed from his hip he said grimIy.
Bobby gave a wild groan. Fool!
Fool. Of course I did it! I never fired
straight in my life!" He caught at his
fair hair, as if he wanted to tear It
so it was you, eh?"
Yes, it was 1! I'm always the I'M
lucky cuss, But 1 say. doctor, he's go
ing to get well. isn't he? Poor old
Cathcart."
Surely. surely. what else? I'm send,
ing for a nurse for him. She'll get him
round in no time.
Bobby fell back staring. "a nurse, Ell?
Cathcart with a nurse?''
~Oh, yes. he kicked little. but it
was necessary"
Well, what's wrong2"
oh didn't you know? The girl who
chucked him, poor old chap-she took to
nursing. No wonder he doesn't love any
OF them since"
1T was Certainly an unlucky gather
ing there. Cathcart lay in the little
study off his bedroom and lady Elspeth
lay with swollen glands upstairs.
Next evening Bobby was crossing the
wide hall downstairs to the drawing
room when the stopping of wheels at
the door and the rush of cold air as the
door was flung open, brought him
sharply to a halt. Bobby rushed to the
assistance of the new arrival, but only
got to the threshold before she came up
the three steps from the drive.
How dol So glad TO see your he ex-
claimed. He held out a cordial hand
Pm Bobby Truman-Pm staying here.
I shot the poor chap. Mind you get him
well ali right, won't your" Instead OF
the grim. elderly nurse on whom his
hopes had built themselves, there look
ed up at him girls face-soft, smooth,
charming-with pretty hair tucked
back from its waves under the staid
bonnet.
'Oh, ali, lady Elspeth is in bed with
mumps," he ratified -Beastly things
mumps, Ell? Ever had 'em? thaven'ti
Keep away from her CORRIDOR do"
And is lady Elspeth my patient?" 1t
was exactly the voice to go with that
face.
NO, oh, no! Didn't they tell you? It's
a chap 1 hit out shooting, stupid fool
that I was. He's going to get all right
not famed or anything. That's his
ocor-there-along the habitat side.
You'll like to go in at once.I dare say"
She nodded and went forward. Bobby
fled to tell Englewood about the new
inmate.
She had pushed the door wide AND
gone in before she half realized. She
stopped short in her CONSERVATION. He
raised his head to see who come in
short, too.
'Hildai" it broke from him sharply (
Her Rory" clashed with it..
IT had not the least idea" she said I
quickly. How should I? The wire only I
said "a patient What is it? Are you /
really hurt?''
"a mere gunshot wound he said, in /
spite of himself, speaking stiffly. 1
Would she suspect device to bring he |