The copper era and Morenci leader., 1912-04-26

 reception. Bluff, emphatic, never afraid to face a man in his life, his heart now beat fiercely as he endeav- ored to muster the necessary cour- age. Far down the dark street some roysterer fired a shot, and sudden fear lest he might be sought after profes- sionally sent the doctor hurriedly within, and up the stairs. He stood, just outside her door, quaking like a child, the precipitation beading his forehead, but light streamed through the transom, and he could plainly hear movements within. At last, in a sudden spasm of courage, he knocked softly. Even in that noisy spot she heard instantly, opening the door without hesitation, and standing fully dressed within. She was no longer a discouraged, sobbing girl, but an aroused, intent woman, into whose pathetic lonely life there had come a new hope. She appeared younger, fairer, with the light shim- mering in her hair and her eyes smil- ing welcome.
 ''Oh. Doctor" and her hands were thrust out towards him, q am glad you have come. Somehow, I thought you would, and I have wanted so to talk to some one-to you
 ''To me! Do you really mean that, Miss Christie?"
 Yes, I really mean that, you great bear of a man." and the girl laughed lightly. dragging him into the room and closing the door. Why, who else could l expect to come tonight? You were the only one really good to me. You-you acted as if you believed in me all the time"
 T did, Christie; you bet I did," broke in the delighted doctor, every nerve tingling.. I'd "a cleaned out that whole gang if you'd only said so, but I reckon now it was better to let them tell all they knew. It was like a thunder storm clearing the at mosphere."
 fOh, it was, indeed Now I know who I am-who I am! Isn't that sim ply glorious? Sit down, Doctor Fair bain, there in the big chair where I can see your face. I want to talk, talk, talk; want to ask questions, a thou sand questions; but it wouldn't do any good to ask them of you, would it? You don't know anything, about my family, do you?"
 Not very much, I am afraid, only that you have got an almighty pretty half-sister," admitted the man, em- phatically, and old Waite possesses the vilest temper ever given a hu- man being. He's no blood kin to you, though"
 No, but he is awfully good under meath, isn't he?"
 Got a heart of pure gold, old Waite. Why, I've seen him cry like a baby over one of his men that got hurt"
 Have you known him, then. for . long while?"
 Ever since the Spring of 's1. was brigaded with him all through the war, and had to cut bullet or so out of his hide before it ended If there was ever a fight, Willis Waite was sure to get his share. He could swear some then, but he's improved since, and reckon now he could like ly claim the championship
 "Did-did you know my mother also?" and Christie leaned forward, her eyes suddenly grown misty. ''I haven't even the slightest memory of her"
 The doctors heart was tender, and he was swift to respond, reaching forth and grasping the hand nearest him. He had made love before, yet somehow this was different; he felt half afraid of this woman, and it was a new sensation altogether, and not 
 'I saw her often enough in those days, but not since. She was frequent ly in camp, a very sweet-faced wom- an; you have her eyes and hair, as'I Waite ought to have rec