The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-08-28

 carefully asked. f84 This is the fourth day. And the operation is over?" "Yes, and beautifully successful. ! The patient waited moment. "And what was it you gave me that made me unconscious of the work ?" The doctor smiled.
 Something new he answered "You were greatly honored-the sec ond patient to profit by it. It was this that raised my hopes. Without it I am now quite sure you could not have pulled through" What is it?"
 "For want of better name we call it Harley's discovery. It is the discovery of a young American nam ed Harley, who has been experiment. ing in Vienna for a year or more He was looking for a new anesthetic and found this It deadens the sen- abilities without affecting the heart" You said the discoverer's name was Harley?"
 And you think this discovery saved
 Yes
 faint smile crossed the patients face.
 "The waves brought it back" he murmured. The boy has made good"
 Whats that?" the doctor quickly asked.
 "I'lI tell you later, Bronson. It's a story that will please you.
 The doctor shook his head at the sick man. You must be very good" he said, "and not get excited. You have heard of one contributing cause to your happy deliverance-I am go- ing to introduce another. To Miss Cameron's watchfulness and skilled nursing you are indebted more than can be computed. When she heard that you were to be brought here sine asked as special favor that she might be your nurse-and here in the ior For twenty-four hours she new CT left your side. Miss Cameron, please"
 The nurse came forward quickly and looked down at the white face.
 And why should you do these fine favors for me?'' the sick man asked.
 The nurse smiled.
 That's quickly answered." she re- piled. You were very good to my father, sir. He was in the employ of the Hecla. mills for many years and when he broke down and was turned away you met and heard his story and gave him pension. It came at a time, sir when I was fin- ishing my studies-and neither of us will ever forget your goodness. And your illness gave me the chance to make just little return q
 The patient stared up at her.
 Another incoming wave" he mur- mured. And then he suddenly smil- ed-a faint smile, but unnistaka ble. Bronson he said, have you, in your contract with the outside world, heard anything concerning boy singer. a newsboy who went abroad to study music ?"
 why, yes" the doctor replied There's been good deal about him l the stories carefully. but he seems to have done very well. I think he's home now. Why, wait That's the young fellow who has been to the hospital every day inquiring after you, He calls himself Manuel Marona. Yes, yes.''
 There was a low rap at the door. The nurse answered it. Then she beckoned to the doctor. A momen later young man came forward. He was we'll dressed young man and carried a little bunch of roses.
 "I don't think you remember me. 1 sir,'' he said. "I am Charlie Bryan. the neWsboy you helped to go abroad. 1 I have studded hard, sir. They tell | me I have done well. Sometime I am to sing in grand opera. I thought you would be glad to know this" He l you as soon as l came back. TheXl told me you were here. I am very, | very glad you are better, sir.''
 The white face smiled at him as he laid the roses on the wasted hand.
 The boy drew back and looked at the doctor. T wonder" he said If I could sing just one little song here-very l softly? It will sound better than anything I can say. Just little l Italian song with sunshine in it and flowers and love. May I sing it?"