The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1913-08-14

get the boat ready I'll come for you.
Then, standing by her in his subEis
sive way, he added a thought OF hi
own: It's very hard. Mademoiselle, Il
see you cry."
I'm not crying" shrieked Agatha
though her voice was muffled in hel
arms.
Very wen, Mademoiselle," acqui
esced the polite Hand, and departed.
Two men could not have beer found
who were better fitted for managing 9
relief expedition than Hand and Doc
tor Thayer. Agatha found herself
after an unknown period of time, sit
ting safe under the canvas awning oil
the launch, protected by a generous
cloak, comforted with food and stimu.
liant. and relieved Of the pressing anxi
ETY. that had filed the last hours In the
cove.
She had. In the end. been quite un.
able to help; but the immediate need
for her help was past. Doctor Thayer,
coming with his satchel of medicines,
had at first given his whole attention
to James, examining him quickly and
skilfully as he lay where Agatha had
left him. Later he came TO Agatha
with a few questions. which she an
swered clearly; but James, left alone,
Immediately showed such a tendency
to wander around, following the hallu-
citations Of his brain, that the doctor
decided that he must have a sedative
before he could be taken away. The
needle, that friend of man in pain, was
brought into use; and presently they
were able to leave the cove. Doctor
Thayer and Mr.. Hand carried James
to the rowboat, and the engineer, who
had stayed in the launch, helped them
lift him into the larger boat. mo
more walking at present for this
mani" said the doctor.
They were putting briskly over the
water, with the tiny rowboat from the
Jeanne Dare and the boat belonging
to the launch cutting q long broken
furrow behind them. Mr.. Hand was
mindlng the engine, while the engineer
and owner of the launch, Little Simon
-~so-called probably because he was
big-stood forward. handling the
wheel. Jim was lying on some blan'
kets and oilskins on the floor OF the
boat, the doctor sitting beside him on
a crackerbox. Agatha, feeling useless
and powerless to help, sat on the mar
row, uncomfortable seat at the side
watching the movements of the doc
tor. She was unable to tell whether
doubt or hope prevailed in his rugged
countenance.
At last she ventured her question
but before replying Doctor Thayel
looked up at her keenly. as If Il
Judge how much OF the truth sh,
would be able TO bear.
"The hemorrhage was caused by tn,
strain" he said at last, slowly. II
is bad enough, with this fever. II hi,
constitution IL sound, he may pull
through"
Not very encouraging, but Agatha
extracted the best from 1t. "Oh, Tn
so thankful" she exclaimed. Doctor
Thayer looked at her, a deep interes
showing in his grim old face. Will,
she looked at James, he studied her
as IL some unusual characteristic,
claimed his attention, but he made M
comment.
Doctor Thayer was short In stature
m~assively built, with the head ant
trunk of some ancient Vulcan. Hi.
heavy. large features had q rugged no
bility. like that Of the mountains. Hi.
face was smooth-shayen, ruddy-brown
and deeply marked with lines of care,
but most salient OF all his feature,
was the massively nodded chin ans
jaw. His lips. too. were thick ant
full, without giving the least impress
sion OF grossness; and when he wa!
thinking, he had q habit OF thrustinl
his under Jaw slightly forward. which
mads him look much fiercer than HI
ever felt. Thin white hair covered hi
temples and grew In a struggling
fringe around the back of his head
upon which he wore a broad-brimmet
soft black hat.
Doctor Thayer would have been no
ticeable. a man Of distinction. any
where; and yet here he was. with hii
worn satchel ard his old-fashionet
clothes. travelling year after year oyel
the countryside TO the relief OF far
mers and fishermen. He knew hi
science. too. 1t never occurred to him
to doubt whether his sphere wal
large enough for him.
u haven't found out yet where VIZ
are. or to what place we are going
WIN you tell me. sir?" asked Agatha
You came ashore near Rams Head
one of the worst reefs o. the coast
Of Maine; and we're heading now FOL
~Charlespo-t; that's ove yonder. be
yond that next point" Doctor Thayel
answered. After a moment he added:
Il know nothing about your mis-
fortunes. but I ssum that you cap
sized In some pesky boat or other
When you get good and ready. you
| can tell ma Al about - n the masn'