Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-09-06
ePaln IN yorr head.

wakefuIness. PAIN IN your head,
Dicky. boy?"
Rather" groaned Dick. opening his
eyes "How are You. docw
I'm all right. thanks" responded
the doctor dryly.
Anybody sick here" continued Dick,
sitting up straight and looking around
with worried frown-"father. Amy:"
Were all right, Dick" assured his
father. 1.-THE doctor happened in. and
as you complained about your head l
thought you might like to tell him
about it,"
How did yen get it?T asked the
doctor. sitting down beside his pa
tient. "You haven't been running up
against a blackjack have you?"
81 don't know. I've been trying TO
recollect what happened 10 make nay
head ache so confoundedly. I've been
forgetting lot Of things ever since
left the station There's one thing In
particular that ! simply must remem-
ber,' Dick dropped his head into his
up turned palms and closed his eyes.
you remember that you came down
to Mirafiores to see Cynthia Dew
bury asked the doctor softly.
"Oh, yes. Of coursel I always go to
see Cynthia Dewbury when | come
down." returned Dick impatiently.
The doctor crossed the room TO con-
fer with Mr. Quintin. IF you will
leave me alone with Dick for awhile
l think | can locate the point Of
trouble and perhaps correct it. I'll
send Martin around to my Office for
some more instruments. with your per-
mission"
"Of course we are all at your serv-
Ice" assured Mr.. Quintin, and while
Martin FASTENED around to the doc
tors office that gentleman sat alone
in the library with Dick Quintin.
The young man still sat moodily
staring into the fire. Suddenly the
physician leaned forward and tapped
Dick on the knee.
"How's Edith?" he asked signif-
cantly.
Instantly Dick Quintin was on his
feet staring wildly around the room.
Edith? Edith" he repeated in a
stunned tone why, l haven't seen
Edith since-since | went TO buy our
tickets this afternoon"
Yes soothed the doctor, 'and what
happened when you went to buy the
tickets?"
81 think l leaned over to pick up
something and a man struck me on the
head with something-I know it was
his suit case, for he apologized after
ward But what am l doing here?
Where's Edith"
She's probably waiting for you
wherever you left her. Hold on. there,
Dick-not so fast. my boy, It's $50
now and Dicks brandished arm
cut the doctors sentence short.
WAS 1 married to Edith Martin (
this noonT' demanded the young man
fercely.
Eyes, you were. because l saw you I
and your father and Amy /
have Just returned from the reception. /
Now. Dick, my lad, we've just time /
to take that 1920 back to town-oh,
yes. you'll need all three Of us to prove /
an alibi That blow on your head !
caused temporary lose Of memory, and /
you forgot you had just been married, /
and. according to your confirmed habit,
you bought ticket for Mirafiores IN
stead Of Atlantic City wasn't it?''
Dicks groan was lost in a hurried
DOMINIC of outer garments as Amy.
Mr.. Quintin and the doctor prepared
10 accompany him back TO New York,
where his frightened bride awaited
him in the railroad station where he
had left her.
EVERYBODY forgot about Cynthia Dew
bury. Dicks old fame. and 1t was just
as well, because Cynthia had been
married half dozen years before.