The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1912-07-11

yether. My brother Ephraim. al
though he waited for my death for
the bulk OF my money. has. neyerthe-
less, IN the last five years amassed
quite tidy fortune; and three days
ago he and his precious son set sail
for parts unknown where. think,
they will have the sense to remain"
IL wonder IL they took the boat with
Doctor Mayhem" | said
Il hope So" said Nancy's father;
my brother would be so pleased TO
make the unprofesslonal acquaintance
or his jailer
II think" said the doctor, appearing
In the doorway, that Mr.. Ellsworth
has talked quite enough. and that you
and |. Mr.. Bond. had better be on our
way back to the city; particularly as
Mrs. Ellsworth has some news for her
husband, which | think II only fair
she should have the pleasure or tell
ing him in private"
And it's really 500" said Mr.. Bond
getting 10 his feet
Yes" said the doctor. Il think We
may safely say II Is So
Mr. Bond turned at the doorway.
I'm selling the old house" he said.
and getting another much more
cheerful, and with a pipe organ in II
and the best private aviary in Ameri-
ca Nobody's asked me for my bless
ing yet. but you have II, my children.
am coming back again tomorrow or
the next day When Mason Is strong
, enough / want TO have business talk
with him. Good-by. Nancy. my dear.
You have the best thing in the world.
love and a good husband"
AS her father talked. Nancy had sat
as have seen children sit at festi-
val. supremely happy. but half dazed
by the very completeness and multi
plicity of their happiness; for this
father OF hers, now alive and we'll.
even vivaciously humorous. had been
for years only a memory TO her,
memory and sorrowing anxiety TIE
have MIN so suddenly restored, 10
have the remembered dear one given
back. not as she had been taught 10
| think OF him. but as she recollected
him and had last seen him, seemed q
miracle scarcely credible From time
10 time her fingers would touch him
softly with a little familiar caressing
gesture | had come already to recog-
nize. gesture full OF tenderness, as
! II she reached out to assure herself OF
the tangible reality OF the loved one.
| Held close TO his breast she studied
with enraptured eyes the kind. old
face so long held reminiscently dear,
turning them only at last that they
might seek out mine. and share with
me this new.found halfincredible,
Overwhelming JOY. Strangely enough
she let him go almost in silence. as
I II by old custom there was no need
OF spoken words between them
! When he had gone Sle stood look
/ Ing down al me, and together We
listened until the drone y the auto.
mobile died away in the distance:
then. quite simply. Nancy turned. and
coming over to the bed, knelt on the
floor beside me.
Il think" she said, mo one has
ever been as happy as ! am, II was
happiness enough 10 have you Mason.
but now am so glad for you; for
know how fooishly II has troubled
you. You know, dear heart, that
when he shot you, your hands were,
lfrightfully scalded. When the surgeon
came he said that there would have
TO be an operation. that, II you were
to get well, little bits OF healthy skin
must be planted on the burned sur
face. Mrs. Lothrop and both offered
ours, and | thought II would be so
sweet to be able to help you a little
that way. But the doctor would have
none OF It. He said that as you had
a fever, the grating would be a very
difficult process and that the only
sure way OF success was to take little
pieces from various parts OF your own
body. And he did II, Mason, oh. the
thinnest pieces in the world; so that
II did not seem to me as II Il could
possibly do any good. But II did.
Mason; your hands are half we'll al
ready. and a miracle has happened.
The doctor wants to write a paper
about It, They may, perhaps. be a
little Scared, but your hands. dear
love, are going to be as you would
want them, as white as other mems"
little sturdy breeze was rustling
the branches outside the window II
ratified at the shutters and then gIee.
FULLY tore one OF them open. letting
into the room flood OF the late Nav
morning sunshine. that shone in glory
on Nancy's bent head. lighting her
tear-bright eyes like summer heavens
In spite OF her half.fearful protest. I
raised my bandaged hands and drew
her close, until her lips touched mine.
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